I don't know how long I was asleep, but when she woke up, she found that she was sleeping in a guest room of an inn, and the bloody clothes on her body had been changed, and she was holding a clean dress like snow, "Xiao Er, Xiao Er......"

"Wake up?" Hearing the voice, a plump woman came in and asked with a smile on her face.

"What is this garment—" she asked, suspicious.

"Oh, this dress was put on by the slave family for the girl. The slave family is the proprietress of this Yuelai Inn. The woman smiled and groaned, and carefully looked at the beautiful and picturesque girl in front of her, who was better than the fairy, and liked it indescribably.

"Oh." Ruxue's frowning brows loosened a little, but she immediately came back to her senses: "What about the son who came with me?" Where is he now? ”

"The girl is talking about the gray-clothed man with a cold face, right?"

"Where is he?" It's really Jing Feng!

"He left, and the son told the slave family to take care of the girl, oh, this is what the son left for the girl." The woman handed over a letter and a beautifully crafted dark green mask.

- Like snow, be careful all the way! The west side of the road is not easy to walk, so let's take the east side instead!

There is only one sentence, but it is full of warmth, he is always so indulgent to himself, like snow put away the letter, and immediately got up, the injury on his leg has been much better with medicine. "Boss, please prepare a horse and some dry food immediately, I will go on the road immediately!"

"But, the girl's wound—" The woman's face was distressed, and Jing Feng must have given her an order. "The man in gray said that if the girl has any mistakes, it is not enough for us to use it for the funeral."

Really—like Xue chuckled, Jing Feng, is this how you show your concern? "Don't worry, I'll explain it to him, go ahead!"

"But—"

"Do you want me to tell him that you have neglected me?"

"No, no, the girl wants to go, just go, I just can't keep it if I want to!" The woman laughed.

has been delayed on the road for six days, she can't drag it out any longer, and if it's a day late, Long Chang will be in more danger. She followed the note left by Jing Feng and walked non-stop from the eastern path to the front line.

The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention, and the sound of the corners rises on all sides. In the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed in a lonely city. Ruxue couldn't help but lament the damage caused by the war to the people.

Holding Shangguan Chu Rong's warm jade, she entered the border, and sure enough, the road was unimpeded, she couldn't help but worry, Shangguan Chu Rong was under the position and one person, if one day, he had different intentions, and the people would suffer again, Long Chang was as smart as you, why couldn't he see through it?

Along the way, it was also smooth, and if passers-by gave them appreciative glances, it was not for her, but the mask was really beautiful and fine.

Finally entered the last frontier defense, the two guards saw the warm jade in her hand, they became very respectful, the two exchanged colors, and took her to bypass Pang Jian's eyes and ears, and came directly outside the prince's tent.

"The prince is not in the camp tent at the moment, at this time the prince should inspect the enemy situation on the city wall, these days the army of Xiangguo is not in a hurry to fight with our army, but blindly chooses to close the city gate, mostly in the city closed, the prince these days almost every day to go to the front. Childe can enter the camp tent and wait, and our two brothers will wait here, not allowing Pang Jianjun and others to enter. A slightly chubby guard said.

"There is labor." Like snow, the curtain was lifted and the tent entered.

Like snow pacing back and forth, I really felt bored, so I picked up the poem on the vermilion lacquer-colored low table and looked like "Xiaojing, but the clouds and temples change, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight-" It seems that this war has now become a piece of Long Changyi's heart.

Hearing a slight commotion outside the curtain, Qixue put down the big characters in her hand, lowered her head and stood aside.

"What about Shangguan's letter?" Long Chang was also as anxious as wind and fire, followed by a burly and slightly darkened attendant.

She silently handed over the letter, then returned to her original seat.

Long Chang also took the letter, and his face was the same as when Brother Mu first read the letter, the difference was that there was a fleeting ferocity in his eyes, like snow I wish I had seen it wrong, but after many years, looking back, it was not accidental.

Putting away his hatred and anger, Long Chang also unconsciously looked at the messenger who had been standing aside, "he" was neither humble nor arrogant from beginning to end, "he" had a delicate mask on his face, but he was busy with the letter just now and didn't notice these details.

"Like snow, please say hello to the prince!" When he recognizes himself, he might as well say goodbye to himself.

"Oh? Sure enough, it's you! There was a look of regret on his face.

It seems that the eldest brother is not just a messenger for him. "Is it wrong for Ruxue to worry about her brother's comfort and do it on her behalf?"

"It seems that your brother and sister have a very deep relationship." She could hear what he was saying, and looking at his ambiguous smile, she knew that it must be the same as everyone else's thoughts, but she was tired of explaining, so let him be.

"Prince, don't you think it's more appropriate to discuss how to seize military power for the sake of today?" Internal and external troubles, how can he feel at ease.

Long Changyi's face suddenly sank - it seems that she doesn't know a lot! But he was soon replaced by a relaxed and leisurely look, and he leaned back a little and said, "It seems that the Snow Maiden is running all the way, and the journey is tiring, so it is better to rest for a while and discuss again in the future." ”

Hmph - still don't believe her, the corners of the snow's mouth are flushed with a hint of coldness. "Whether there is malice in the snow or not, the prince himself will consider it carefully." She turned around and wanted to leave, if it weren't for the concern of her eldest brother, she would never let herself be in the chaos of this war.

I only heard a soft sigh from behind: "It seems that flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, chic as the wind fluttering!" ”

The footsteps of the snow stopped, and he stood in place, just wanting to look down on the grievances and grievances of the world, and withdraw away, and it turned out to be just a delusion of self-deception. That's it, if he wants to be real, she will give him a truth! She turned around suddenly, raised her eyes, and looked at each other—she had never looked carefully at the handsome prince of Zhaoguo, who had a pair of dark and clear eyes, different from the young master's demagogic and simple blue eyes.

At that moment, as if time had stopped, he twisted his eyebrows slightly, and touched her cold eyes, an ice-like feeling, what kind of strange woman she was.

Her movements were so fast that even she was shocked, and she was caught off guard, the dark green mask fell in response, and a beautiful and picturesque face was exposed to the air without concealment, and all sides were condensed.

For a long time, like snow, lowered his eyes, and said faintly, "Prince, do you think it's real?" Without waiting for him to answer, he turned around and walked out of the tent, and swept his cold eyes to the side of the guard, Wei Qing instantly felt the gaffe of his infatuation just now, hurriedly retracted his gaze, and kept looking at the ground, her face was as usual: "The prince has a good rest, and the prince will no longer be alone from tomorrow!" ”

Under the candlelight, his eyes became a little complicated.

The next day, Ruxue disguised herself as an ordinary soldier in the barracks, dressed neatly, and walked into the camp of the prison army with her head down.

Qixue humbly kowtowed in front of the tent and lowered her voice: "Tell your lordship, the prince has invited your lord to go to the prince's tent." ”

"Oh? Yellow-haired child, what's the matter? The man with a cheeky face in the middle of the hall asked with a wine hiccups.

"The prince is not adapted to the cold climate of the border pass, and he is ill and wants to entrust the war." Everything went according to the plan originally arranged by Shangguan Chu Rong.

"That's it! I said earlier that he has such a delicate body, and it is okay to be pampered in the palace, how can he really use a knife and a gun? It seems that my father is so worried! She buried her head and thought to herself—with your wisdom, you are far from being compared to Pang Jian.

Most of the surrounding soldiers did not dare to confront him, except for a few sycophants and villains who slipped around and slapped horses, the rest of the soldiers were mostly submissive and perfunctory, and did not dare to cause trouble, nor did they dare to offend the powerful people of the dynasty.

"Okay, Lord Ben will go with you to the prince's tent to investigate." Pang Wuzhi was overjoyed by the praise of others, and couldn't wait to sit in the commander's seat, clapping his hands on his knees.

"Are the generals going with you?" She asked, lowering her voice.

"Of course!" Without waiting for you to answer, Pang Wuzhi has already answered on his behalf, it seems that he is not only stupid, but also likes to show off.

"Wait!" In fact, as soon as she entered the Pang Wuji camp, she felt that there was a sharp and sharp eye that had been following her like a shadow, and now the owner of this voice is probably him!

Her scalp tingled, and the saber at her waist was about to come out.

She didn't dare to raise her head to look at the visitor, but judging from the shadow he brought, he was definitely tall and straight, the person bent his knees slightly, leaned down, and held her hand holding the knife without a trace, the strength was so great that she was amazed. He carefully returned the knife to its scabbard, and everything was so secretive.

"Lord Wang, what's the matter?" Pang Wuji called him the royal prince.

He stood up suddenly, looked up to the sky and laughed: "It's okay, this king is just curious that there are such petite soldiers in this famous imperial army, how can they withstand the 100,000 elite soldiers of Xiangguo's cold-faced Yama?" ”

"Lord Yu, please pay attention to the words!" Pang Wuzhi didn't dare to help the person in front of him, so he could only glared at her fiercely and scolded angrily: "Don't lead the way, shameful guy!" ”

Like Xue finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and led the generals to the prince's tent - Pang Wuji, your death time has arrived.

"Get out of here-" Pang Wuzhi grabbed her by brute force and pushed her away, leading his cronies to break the tent, his snow-like shaking body was unexpectedly taken down by a big hand, barely standing firmly, he leaned into her ear and asked in a low voice: "Are you from the Prince's Mansion?" ”

Like Xue didn't want to not answer, but her hand went straight to his throat, only to see the side of his body, he easily dodged, now there is only her outside the tent, he, and his attendants, the three of them must have met each other in the tent at this time, she must not let him spoil Shangguan's big business.

"It's not good to treat the person who helped you like this—" He withdrew a few steps.

"Whoever stands in my way, die!" Like snow, he jumped in the air and high-fived.

He took the sheep by the hand, pushed her to the side, the left attack was about to move, his eyes were cold, the left attack could only stand aside obediently, not daring to make a time, it was expected that the son would rarely meet an opponent who could match, and the interest was very good, in fact, since Jiachuan Pass said goodbye, they have been inquiring about the whereabouts of this pretty boy, but they didn't expect to come to it without effort.

He turned slightly sideways, stretched out his left hand, and said with a smile: "Very good, continue!" ”

She backhanded her knife and hit him in the center of his eyebrows, she pulled out her right hand to block, she turned and hit him in the chest, he simply grabbed her by the collar and threw her sideways - like snow rolled over in the air, and supported the ground with one hand.

"It's good." He sighed heartily.

"Really?" Like Xue sneered, she stretched out her right hand in the air and waved, and there was something bright between her fingers in an instant, and she got up and cast Feiyan to make a shadow, and spun to meet it.

He was stunned for a while, there was such a gorgeous and colorful martial arts in the world, as if flying.

"Childe, be careful—" Zuo Attack on the side shouted in panic when he saw something dangling between her fingers.

The bloody blade passed by, shaving off a few strands of hair, he stared at the hair that fell on the snow, and when he looked up, his eyes were a little more serious, and he put away the playfulness just now.

"Stop!" Long Chang was also supported by a group of dead soldiers at this moment, opened the curtain and slowly walked out. The solemnity on her face also dropped instantly—it seemed that things were going very smoothly, as expected.

Like snow, he rolled up his long sleeves and put away his bloody blade. The man in front of him strained his palms and loosened them slightly.

"The prince is a smart man, and now that the traitor has been executed, does the prince still want to fight?" Long Chang is also calm and calm in the face of danger.

The person in front of him also changed the solemnity just now, and the hearty laughter cut through the empty snow: "The country and your country have always been better, and they should not be enemies with the prince in terms of reason, the royal brother was invited by the king of your country to send 30,000 troops, and there is the commander of the king to support him, but he was originally deceived by the prince of your country, so he has today's situation." Immediately, he took a step closer to the prince to make his position clear.

- It turns out that he is the younger brother of the current emperor of the Ji Kingdom, the god of war of Shura - Xuanyuan Xuanyu.

No wonder, "seeking to have love, bravely counting the Xuanyu" has been around for a long time.

The soldiers who were still hesitating followed the defection of Xuanyuan Xuanyu, and they also knelt down and kowtowed, looking up to the sky and shouting: "The prince is wise!" ”

Long Chang also put his hands behind his back, calmly ascended to the platform, full of spirits, facing the thousands of troops and horses in front of him, and his voice was loud and thorough: "My Zhaoguo had no intention of fighting for power and profit, but Xiangguo sent troops without authorization, broke the agreement on friendly coexistence between the two countries, broke into my border pass, insulted my people, and trampled on the land of my Zhaoguo, which is tolerable, which is unbearable!" Thinking of my country, how can I let this group of jackals, tigers and leopards act arbitrarily and recklessly? ”

"Can't!" The sound was unusually consistent, resounding through the sky.

"Then if there is still someone who uses his power for personal gain and betrays the country for glory, can everyone let him go?"

"Can't!"

"Who-"

"Pigs and dogs are not as good!"

"Son of a bitch—"

Well, it has succeeded in stirring up public outrage.

"This is evidence that the Pang family betrayed the country, and now, the facts are exposed, Pang Wuji actually wants to kill people and kill people, how to deal with such a person? Please tell me out loud? Long Chang also held the "evidence" prepared by Shangguan Chu Rong and asked.

"No Mercy"

"Kill him." ……

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