Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

After walking a long way,

The sun was about to set completely, and the plains were about to become completely dark.

There is no sun at night, and even the wind blowing is cold.

After all, it is still spring and the temperature is not that high.

Often the temperature is comfortable during the day, but at night the temperature drops quickly.

Especially in the dark night, with no lights and weeds all around.

If you are accidentally bitten by a lurking insect or snake, the consequences are always unpredictable.

Ah Fu pulled the reins and followed Yun Si again.

Keeping a distance that's neither too far nor too close, lower your airway in a low voice,

"Master, it's cold at night, why don't you walk next to the horse?"

"No need."

In the evening breeze, the weeds were bent and the sounds that came from them seemed to be tainted with a cold chill.

It was like returning to winter in an instant, the cold air was swirling and biting.

Ah Fu was silent for a moment, then pulled the reins and slowly moved the horse to the direction of the wind.

With the horse's body blocking it, the wind will not be so strong and the owner will not be blown.

He subconsciously looked at her thin dress, clenching his fists slightly,

He is not stupid, he can see that the master is angry.

In the past, she would not have been like this.

"Master, did the slave do something wrong?"

The man spoke in a low voice, with a bit of caution and uneasiness.

When she didn't look over, he stared at her unblinkingly,

She was at a loss, not knowing what to do to make her return to her original gentle self.

Seeing that Yun Si didn't speak, he pursed his lips and stopped.

Looking at her blankly, his voice seemed to be a little softer,

"Master, please tell me what I didn't do well, and I can change it."

"Or, is someone bullying you, Master? The slave came late and made you angry, right?"

He let go of the horse's rope and followed her. The corners of his lips seemed to be forced to bend, and he smiled a little reluctantly.

"Master, don't be angry with the slave, okay? The slave did something wrong. I won't dare to do it next time. I really won't."

When he said the last sentence, his voice began to tremble,

His lips were curved, but his hands were shaking,

I wanted to touch her, but I didn't dare.

He knew she was really angry because she had ignored him.

He spoke in a low voice, looked humble, and stuttered,

"Master, please don't be angry, okay? It's all my fault. I can be punished. As long as you don't get angry, you can be punished in any way."

Yun Si's footsteps stopped.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

It seemed like she was annoyed with him, but more like she was annoyed with herself.

I always feel that I am really spineless,

As long as he showed weakness, she wouldn't be able to say a harsh word.

Behind him, the man knelt down.

He lowered his head and hit the ground heavily.

She told him countless times not to kneel, but he would never forget those words.

As if he was kneeling down to worship the most noble god, he bowed his head in a humble manner and begged for mercy, not daring to be disrespectful in the slightest.

He knelt on her skirt, almost begging for piety, and choked with sobs,

"The slave is wrong. The slave is wrong. Master, please don't be angry, okay?"

"The master can beat the slave fifty bucks, or...or a hundred bucks, or two hundred bucks. As long as the master is happy, the slave is willing to do anything."

"Master. Master Master"

He kept kowtowing, kept kowtowing,

There was no dignity at all in bowing his head to her skirt.