The sky is getting brighter, but the rain is still pouring down.

A pale hand clasped the slender throat.

Something unexpected happened. Saburo suddenly grabbed Meng Heyin's wrist with his backhand, grabbed the bow next to him with his other hand and pressed it on Meng Heyin's neck. While Meng Heyin was struggling, he pulled her back hard.

Although the bowstring was thin, it was also extremely sharp. Having it wrapped around her neck was like having a knife pressed against her neck. If Saburo had used a little more strength, she might have been hanged on the spot.

Meng Heyin grabbed the bow with all his strength, a layer of mist accumulated in his eyes unknowingly, and said viciously: "Fake surrender?"

Sanlang snorted softly: "I, Wei Sanlang, am not someone who can be easily captured."

"Are you actually from the Wei family?" Meng Heyin asked pretending to be surprised while trying his best to suppress him.

"What does it have to do with you?"

However, Sanlang was not fooled, and firmly and accurately caught Meng Heyin's wrist to escape. The two of them wrestled with each other. After a lot of wear and tear, they could only fight to a draw, and no one could really kill the other.

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In this way, there is no longer any need to consider skills, both of them are thinking about how to use their greatest strength to knock the other down.

During the scuffle, Meng Heyin suddenly felt that she had caught a finger-sized jade pendant in her hand. She didn't care at all and threw the jade pendant away casually.

At this moment, a burst of light suddenly emitted from Saburo's body, and he howled in pain. As the light disappeared, his voice gradually became mellower.

Meng Heyin had already stepped aside when he emitted light. She was not worried that this was Saburo's means of escape. If so, he would have escaped long ago. Since he did not escape, there must be something wrong with the jade pendant.

The light dissipated.

Meng Heyin originally expected to see a monster with long hair, but what she saw was still a person.

A very good-looking woman.

Sanlang, no, maybe she should be called "Sanniang", touched her neck and face in disbelief, and showed an extremely panicked expression after touching her smooth throat, and then began to kneel on the ground and start groping.

Meng Heyin's eyes were cold: "Are you a woman?"

Sanlang didn't seem to hear Meng Heyin's question and was still groping in the muddy water bit by bit.

She ignored herself, and Meng Heyin wasn't angry either, but his eyes dimmed a little as he watched her movements.

"Why are you pretending to be a man?"

The jade pendant was as big as a finger, so it was difficult to find, not to mention it was still raining. After groping around for a while, Saburo seemed to be discouraged, and sat there dejectedly, laughing disdainfully.

"Woman? So what if it is, so what if it isn't?"

It is true that Saburo was handsome and handsome when he was dressed as a man, and he was also a very heroic beauty when he transformed into a woman. But her eyes were dim and dull, as if all the muscles and bones had been removed.

"Why are you depressed? Because I exposed your identity, or because you can no longer pretend to be a man, or because you can't accept that you are a woman?"

Saburo took a breath.

This question is quite acute, and even she herself doesn’t know the answer. She has been raised as a man since she was a child, and it was not until she first came to Kwai Shui that she was discovered. Her father was furious and almost killed her, but due to her talent,

So she asked a retainer who was proficient in disguise to make a jade pendant for her to wear, using the telepathy in it to maintain her appearance as a man.

She originally thought that she could pretend to be a man forever. Apart from being unable to have children, she would be able to carry forward the Wei family. But her father finally brought back a child, a real boy. From then on, the second son of the Wei family became the third son.

What she didn't even expect was that during the Xiao Qi war, her father was worried that she would threaten her younger brother's status, so he personally kicked her out of the house. In terms of ability, her younger brother was not even half as good as her, just because she was a woman, just because she was a woman.

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At this time, Meng Heyin asked if he did not want to accept the woman's identity.

Why did she accept it? How did she accept it?!

There was a long moment of silence, with only the faint sound of rain falling.

After a long time, Sanlang gave Meng Heyin a very funny look, and his words also contained a cold sense of ridicule.

"What are you trying to say? Is it my original sin to pretend to be a man?"

"Women can't do whatever they want, right?"

"Even if she is talented, as long as she is a woman, she can only be abandoned to a border town in the face of the rise and fall of her family?"

"Aren't you also a woman, so you still kill people?" Sanlang said, pointing to Meng Heyin's hands with his chin, "I'm afraid your hands have been stained with the blood of many people, right?"

"You are no longer shackles of being a woman, but you want to offend me?"

When the rain falls, a little bit of silver light flashes out at certain angles. The light sets off Saburo's cheeks, revealing a little vulnerability behind the futility on her face.

In a daze, a weak figure seemed to overlap with Saburo. The bright sun and rainy night that day mixed, Zhao Heying was also punished to kneel in the atrium, sadly begging her second uncle to let her learn martial arts.

Sanlang was wrong in saying something. She was not without shackles. It was just that she worked hard enough and was lucky enough to be able to live as freely as she does now.

Time passed little by little, Meng Heyin's head gradually became a little hot, and Saburo's eyes became a little blurry.

Meng Heyin pursed his lips slightly and suddenly turned around.

Sanlang immediately sat up, and as soon as he picked up the long bow, he saw Meng Heyin already on her horse.

Meng Heyin touched the pony's neck with his hand and comforted her symbolically, then looked at Saburo behind him.

"I won't kill you today."

Sanlang sighed: "Why, just because I am a woman? Do you pity the weak? I am not a weak woman!"

"No." Meng Heyin shook his head, "When you recognize your identity one day, come back to me."

After saying that, Meng Heyin flicked his horse whip and walked away.

Sanlang ran a few steps behind and yelled, but it was of no avail. She was too tired and couldn't outrun a horse.

While she was panting, Meng Heyin's voice suddenly came from the front.

"Everything in this world is waiting for others to give it to you, and you will get nothing. If I were you, if they don't give you anything, I will take it back with my own hands."

Sanlang looked at the direction in which Meng Heyin left in shock. His figure had long been blurred, and only the muffled sound of horse hooves seemed to still linger in his ears.

"Grab it?" Saburo looked at his hand. His palms were intertwined, and his knuckles were thickly calloused, even a little yellow due to age.

Noble women have always been proud of their soft skin. Any official lady with rough skin will be ridiculed by everyone. But she loves the calluses on her hands. The more calluses she has, the stronger she will be. As long as she is strong enough

, you will be able to control the military. By then, the sky will be high and the sea will be vast, and you will be able to go anywhere, including mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

But she never waited for the day to take charge of the army.

"But...what if I rob it myself?"

Saburo's last doubt disappeared with the first ray of light in the dark night.

After a night of thunderstorms, it was dawn.

Although it was early morning, there was no sunshine, and the sky was still covered with large gray clouds, so dark that it seemed as if it was about to collapse.

A moist cool air lingers on everything, and between the patters of rain, a horse walks down the official road.

The horse was soaked all over and started to stagger. When he got closer, he discovered that there was a person hanging on it.

Maybe she was originally dressed in white, but somehow she rolled around in the muddy water and her whole body was covered with a layer of mud, blending in with the horses.

At this time, a carriage came from the opposite direction, and the wheels creaked intensively, showing the anxiety of the carriage.

One is fast, the other is slow, and the horses seem to be in a bad mood. If they really collide, the consequences will be disastrous.

Suddenly, a shout of surprise came from the carriage.

"Miss! That's miss!"

The man driving the carriage pulled the reins sharply, perhaps with the last loud noise that scared the horse. The horse fell to the ground with a crash, and the man on the horse fell heavily into the weeds on the roadside.

Ning Zai quickly jumped out of the carriage and picked up Meng Heyin.

The rest of the people also hurried down and were stunned when they saw Meng Heyin's condition. Even when they were attacked by Gao Qiao in Qiongzhou County, they had never seen Meng Heyin in such a miserable state.

At this time, her whole body was covered with mud, her eyes were red and swollen, her lips, which were always tender, were dry and cracked, and there were long and thin blood stains on her neck and sleeves.

Bai Miao touched her forehead, which was frighteningly hot.

"The lady has a high fever. Brother Ning, hurry up and put her into the carriage. Lu Wei, go find some medicine to cure the cold. If you are pregnant, please light the fire."

Everyone started busy following Bai Miao's instructions.

A few steps away from the carriage, an unkempt man looked timidly at what was happening here.
Chapter completed!