The gates opened. Archers lined up at the head of the city. Zhou Guoxuan signed a contract in front of the city, and the two sides had to walk from their respective sides to the arranged position, on which the items had been placed. No one can check whether they are carrying weapons or whether there will be accidents or not. Xiyan came out of the city alone, and in the distance opposite, another woman in a fancy costume was also walking over, she didn't bring a soldier, only a maid with her. Xiyan looked back at the city, the city was heavily guarded, but when the two were facing each other, what was the use of the archers? Maybe it was to prevent something from happening, the other party ran away, and there was no face to spare. She touched the short dagger on her body, not to protect herself, but to preserve her dignity. She laughed self-deprecatingly.

Yan Tianmu and Lei Yao stood in the city, watching her back, Xiyan refused to let Qiu Ying follow, saying that she was afraid of being burdensome, but rather afraid of being involved, dangerous things, the fewer people who went, the better. She wore a bright yellow palace dress, her supple black hair reflected red and gold in the sun, her face was calm, her back was straight, and she walked steadily with every step.

The two of them saluted each other, then sat down in silence and took out the seal. Each knocked it out. When exchanging, they looked at each other, Zhou Guo's concubine, her eyebrows and eyes were full of domineering, and she looked at Xiyan opposite coldly. Unlucky ghosts like themselves. Xiyan was calm and natural, as if she was not here to sign a contract, but just occasionally sat at a table with strangers. When she walked to the table, she found that there were hidden Zhou soldiers all around, all of them with shining eyes, not ordinary soldiers. But is there a way out? What else can she do but bite the bullet?

"Alright. Xiyan rolled up the book of covenants on the table.

"I heard that you are King An's favorite concubine?" said the woman suddenly, mockingly.

"Really, then you must also be King Zhou's favorite concubine?" said Xi Yan with a smile.

A bright light flashed, and a long sword was pointed at her heart, "I don't like the tone of your voice. Concubine Zhou held the sword lightly.

"I don't like to be threatened. Xiyan was still smiling. She's moving so fast. I don't know which king would let such a woman sleep next to him. Will King Zhou?

"Not a threat. Concubine Zhou's hand exerted a slight force, and blood was seen at the tip of the sword. Concubine Zhou smiled casually.

Xiyan frowned, looked down at the blood stains on his body, "Farewell." She took a slight step back, avoiding Concubine Zhou's sword.

"I'm not going to kill you. The war between our two countries will not stop so easily. Concubine Zhou put down her sword and wiped it on the maid casually.

"You and I are not qualified to speak. Xiyan said coldly, turned around and walked in the direction of the city. She squeezed the book in her hand tighter and tighter, then released it again. The road was even longer, and she felt that her vest was cold, and she tightened her body in case something happened, so that it would not hurt so much. She walked, and the soles of her feet seemed to have fallen lead. When she finally reached the city gate, she saw the people waiting there. They all looked calm and waited indifferently. She suddenly felt ridiculous and ridiculous. She kept raising her arms and covering the wound with her sleeve, her gaze swept over, and finally stopped in front of Lei Yao. He was still so emaciated, but emaciated and resentful, a failed general. She handed the letter to Lei Yao and went straight back to her room. She took off her clothes and found that the wound was not very deep, but it was to the point. The blood on it was glaring. She tried to endure it, but tears welled up.

I'm so scared, I'm so tired, when is such a day a head, she endures, restrains and persists, is it all worth it? What is what she wants? What is worth making herself so giving. She hated the four walls, and she hated every day inside.

She was tired of crying, and she wanted to sleep in a groggy state. There was a knock at the door. She didn't speak, and she didn't want to see anyone, but the sound soon stopped. She lay on the bed haphazardly, tears streaming down her face.

At dinnertime, Autumn Oriole found a small medicine bottle placed at the door. She thought about it, picked it up, and took it to Xiyan's room together. I saw her lying with her back to the door, motionless.

"Eat something. When she returned, she shut herself in her room and forbade anyone to enter. The autumn warbler can only take the opportunity to bring dinner to come in and have a look.

"You get out. Xiyan's voice was hoarse.

Qiu Ying looked at him worriedly and sighed lightly. Xiyan heard the sound of the door closing, and slowly sat up. Noticing the vial at a glance, she got off the ground, walked barefoot to the table, picked up the vial, opened it and sniffed it, it was a healing wound. She sneered, pushed open the window, and threw it hard, and the vial smashed into the cloister, splitting into several pieces, and spilling the medicine all over the ground. The figure standing around the corner shuddered. Xi Yan was wearing white pajamas, and with a single force, he tore open the wound again, reflecting the bloodstains.

"Useless men, all useless men. She yelled out of the window, slamming it shut. She lifted the tablecloth, and it was all over the place, but her heart was indescribably happy.

Lei Yao looked at the broken bottle, thinking that when she trembled and handed the book of covenant to him, the elven woman who was waiting for Bharata in the garden was covered with frost, she covered her wounds, her eyes were indifferent, and her body was full of suppressed resentment and anger. He didn't have time to ask more, and she quickly left. Through the slightly open window, he saw the food that had been smashed to the ground.

Yan Tianmu stood in the distance, looking at the man standing under the window.

After Lei Yao gradually walked away a little lonely, he went over and climbed in through the window.

"You're hurt?"

"Nope. Xi Yan said coldly. She pulled the quilt over and covered it.

"Then how can there be medicine?" Yan Tianmu asked.

"I don't know. Xiyan covered her head, she hated his voice, very annoying.

"Let me see. He ripped off her quilt and saw her bleeding wounds.

"Are you hurt?" he was shocked.

"yes, how's that?" there was indescribable impatience in her words, and her nonchalant look irritated his nerves. But he looked at her red and swollen eyes, and couldn't say anything.

"I'll ask Autumn Oriole to bring you the medicine. He stood up,

Xiyan pulled the quilt well, as if she hadn't heard it.

"I'm sorry. Hopefully, she can understand the apologies and sorrow he wants to say in these three words.

She ignored it and twisted her body over.

Qiu Ying came in, looking at the broken porcelain all over the ground, she squatted down and cleaned up little by little. She has never seen a side concubine like this, the side concubine who always likes to laugh, always thinks about playing, and always likes to be lazy, she never seems to have any anger and complaints. But now, everything in the room clearly spoke of her unhappiness and annoyance.

Xiyan lay motionless, she never knew she was so vulnerable. When that tip made her feel pain, it also opened up something that was hidden in her heart. She couldn't say why, but she just wanted to be hysterical, to ruin everything. It was not the fear of death that tested her, but the humiliation of her insignificance and ridiculousness, powerless to resist in the face of the fear of death.