Embers of the Huntress

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In the morning and evening it was still very cold, and the sky was dark early, Tong Sui soaked her feet for a while and then went under the covers.

But she couldn't sleep.

Tomorrow, when the Xiao family was going to give the bride price, her fiancé, Xiao Zhen, was sure to come, a man who had served six years of military service and still managed to survive the battlefield peacefully.

Matchmaker Fang praised the other party to the skies, what eyes like phoenix handsome extraordinary, really so good, how would not let the near women do not marry, have to go far away to look for?

However, Mr. Xiao's bravery was known far and wide, and during the war, he guarded his home with a large sword, deterring all the bandits and soldiers from approaching.

“Dang dang dang.”

In the dead of night, someone suddenly knocked on the window.

Tong Sui's heart tightened, her hand had already touched out a dagger from under her pillow that her grandfather had specially given her to protect herself before he died.

The person continued to knock, carefully.

Tong Sui calmed down, grasped the dagger close to the window, paused, and asked in a cold voice, “Who?”

“Ah Man, it's me, Song Zhi Shi.”

No need for him to declare his name, just by listening to his voice Tong Sui had already recognized him, in a flash, many memories of the six years of companionship swept through his mind, and were ultimately dispersed by the cool night color in front of him.

“Come at this time, is there something wrong?” Tong Sui was still clutching the dagger, and his tone was not gentle.

The person outside the window was silent for a moment, and then made up his mind, tightly pressed against the window cracks, said: “Ah Man, I like you, I know you also have me in your heart, come with me, I'll take you to a faraway place, we go to a place where no one recognizes you and me, I can take students to earn a bundle of khuu to support you, when the situation is stable, you can also take the examination for the title of the meritocracy, in short you do not have to worry about it, I will let you live a good son! All in all, don't worry, I will let you live a good life!”

Tong Sui laughed, she is what the birth of a woman can not see the light, must be a scholar to elope way to marry her?

Also far away, Song Zhi Shi couldn't even beat a deserter who was thinner than him, how could he protect her once he met an outlaw on the road?

“I'm not willing.”

“Even if you don't care about Mr. Song, I care about my father and my mother and don't want them to be pointed out and ridiculed by the neighbors because of me.”

“Go away and pretend that you didn't come tonight, and that I didn't hear those ridiculous words of yours.”

Song Zhi Shi wanted to say more, but he heard footsteps inside and knew that Tong Sui had left the window to return to the quilt.

But tonight was the last chance, when the Tong family really accepted the bride price from the Xiao family, this would not end well.

Song Zhi Shi raised his hand, just about to knock on the window again, a bigger hand abruptly clutched over from behind, clamping down on his wrist like an iron vice.

Song Zhishi turned back in horror.

Tong Gui blocked him under the roof like a small mountain, his face cold, his hand clenched tighter and tighter.

Song Zhishi broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, knowing that the matter had been exposed, and did not want to make any more unnecessary defense.

Tong Gui also did not want to make a big deal out of it, that would only damage his sister's reputation, and even miss the marriage with the Xiao family.

He let go of his hand and poked Song Zhishi's forehead, “Get lost, don't let me see you step into our house again, or I'll throw you into the mountains to feed the wolves!”

Song Zhi Shi came with a piece of hot blood, all would rather sacrifice reputation and integrity to be with the sweetheart of the wing of the heroic, now by the sweetheart of the rejection, but also by her family to seize the handle, Song Zhi Shi as if in the middle of the winter was splashed with cold water, only full of shame, how dare to say more, unsteady footsteps, woefully away.

To prevent him from returning, Tong Gui followed with a stern face.

Tong Sui sat on the quilt, listening to the two footsteps disappearing one after another, thinking of Second Brother's words of deterring Song Zhi Shi, which then hid the dagger and lay down again.