The style on the city wall is extraordinary, Su Yueming squinted her eyes slightly, her eyes looked ahead without moving, the prince took off the cloak on his body, and gently draped it for her, the movement was gentle and almost melted.

Su Yueming said shallowly, "Thank you." ”

The prince opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just accompanied her like this.

In the end, it was Su Yueming who opened his mouth first and asked, "If this battle finally defeats the king of the North Courtyard, what does His Highness want to do the most?" ”

"What do you want to do most?" The prince's gaze at her gradually became hot, but remembering the previous "ally said" his eyes slowly dimmed again, but the corners of his lips still had a hint of smile, looking closely, this smile was actually a little sad, and said, "What I want to do most is to do one thing for Yue'er, whatever Yue'er wants to do, you can." ”

Su Yueming smiled and said, "What I asked about what His Highness wanted to do, not what I wanted to do." ”

"Your Highness, good news ......" At this time, Song Siyuan hurriedly ran up from the city and knelt down on one knee in front of the prince, his face full of joy.

"General Song, what are you happy about?"

"Just now the spy reported that the king of the North Courtyard was extremely seriously injured, and he was still unconscious since he returned to the barracks, this time, he was hit by a total of eleven arrows, and five of the arrows were in the vital places, and it was said that there was no hope of survival. As soon as the king of the North Courtyard died, the Great Qin lost their myth, and it would be much easier for us to fight. ”

He's going to die?

Su Yueming's heart trembled suddenly, and her head was a little shaky, but she still grasped the edge of the city wall in a slight, with an indifferent expression on her face.

The prince's gaze fell on Su Yueming's face, the sun shone down, her face was covered with fine sunlight, and in her eyes, the skin was crystal clear to almost transparent.

Her eyelashes blinked slightly, hiding something from her eyes.

"Got it, you go down." Without the joy that Song Siyuan imagined, the prince only raised his hand and said lightly.

"Your Royal Highness......" Song Siyuan was very surprised, and couldn't help but raise his head, such a great news, why was the prince unhappy?

"Okay, Major General Song has meritorious, the palace has written it down, you go down." The prince's gaze never left Su Yueming.

"Yes, the last will obey." With a deep doubt in his heart, Song Siyuan left the city tower.

The prince raised his hand, paused, and finally wrapped Su Yueming's palm on the city wall, her hand was so cold, so cold, he said, "Yue'er, your hand, doesn't it hurt?" If you push so hard, your nails are going to turn over, don't push so hard. ”

Su Yueming was stunned for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she found that the nails of her ten fingers had been broken off.

The wind, the stronger it blows.

Her body swayed in the wind like a fallen leaf that was about to die.

In the night, she stood up, walked out of the tent, took out the sachet she had brought with her, and carefully untied the sachet, the three withered flowers in it were still inside, she raised her hand and touched it, and her fingertips were stained with a trace of fragrance.

"Chanjuan flower." She whispered faintly, he had said the name of the flower, a beautiful name, a name that made people think about it.

I didn't expect that what I was going to throw away at the beginning has become a kind of comfort at this moment.

Is he going to die?

That's the best, as long as he dies, everything is over, and there is no need to worry about the Great Zhou going to perish anymore.

"He's dead, for the best." She muttered, laughing.

The night of Longmen Pass was extremely cold, and at this moment, except for the soldiers on patrol, the rest of the people had fallen asleep, and there was silence all around.

If it weren't for the smell of blood in the air, the raging fighting during the day and the vigorous blood would have been covered.