After two months of long travel, I finally arrived at the border of Ziyao Country, and as soon as I stepped into this land of tigers and wolves, I heard bursts of sorrow and people lying in pools of blood in the distance.

As the convoy got closer and closer, he saw a group of bandits burning, killing and looting, but Xiao Che, as the crown prince, did not intend to interfere.

Huang Mei'er watched as those black-clothed people raised their knives and fell, and one after another their heads rolled down, and corpses were scattered all over the field.

The slaughter continues. Suddenly, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the whole world seemed to tremble, and the earth collapsed. In an instant, one by one, the living life came to naught. They were like a thousand knives, revealing that their limbs were torn apart and their torsos were shattered. At this moment of being devoured by blood, it is no longer possible to distinguish what a weapon is. Blood-red hands and sharp blades can't wait to tear faces apart. The brain has long lost its rationality, and it seems to be out of control to satisfy the ** of killing. It seems that in their opinion, the most wonderful feeling in the world is the pleasure of being able to erase a qiē with their own hands. In the evening, looking from afar, it was long time impossible to tell whether it was the sunset or the blood stained red, and their laughter was so harsh, cold but terrifying.

The child was trembling in the corner, when a sharp sword stabbed at the child. In an instant, the sword flashed and blood splattered. The child slowly opened his eyes, only to see that he was covered in blood, and it was his mother who was lying in a pool of blood. He panicked, he stepped forward and hugged his mother tightly, the tears on his cheeks had melted with his mother's bloodstains, and his voice was already trembling.

When the man saw that the woman in front of him was dead, he was not reconciled, so he took the sword in his hand and slashed at the child. Mei'er didn't have time to think, instinctively blocked in front of the child, closed her eyes and waited for death to come.

I only heard the sound of "brushing", and a sharp arrow shot straight into the man's heart. That's right! That person was Xiao Che, the prince of Ziyao Kingdom, and under Xiao Che's order, all the people in black were killed, but it was too late, and there was no trace of human breath in the entire village.

Although Mei'er is unharmed, she ignores her savior and tries to comfort the frightened child. The boy didn't seem to hear anything, just shook his mother's already cold corpse, and that look of despair hit Mei'er's heart hard.

The child in front of him instantly coincided with himself three years ago!

Mei'er endured the sourness in her heart, gently hugged him into her arms, and whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid, I will be your sister from today on, and I will protect you and take care of you from now on, okay?" “

The voice was extremely gentle, and people were reluctant to refuse.

Looking at Huang Mei'er's warm smile, the boy hesitated for a moment and nodded vigorously.

Mei'er smiled slightly, took the boy's little hand and walked to the sedan chair. Seeing Xiao Che who had been silently paying attention to him, he walked up to him and said thank you.

Xiao Che looked at the back of the beautiful woman, and his curiosity about this woman was one more serious.

Mei'er took the child to the post house in the border city with the convoy in a sedan chair, looking at the poor child, she couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in her heart, thinking that she was not the same, her parents died, leaving her alone, and no one could be relied on.

But he was also lucky, if someone had helped me back then, would it have been different? The child looked at the beautiful big sister in front of him, tears in the corners of his eyes, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with my sister, is my sister also sad." ”

Huang Mei'er smiled back at him, and then asked, "What's your name?" I can't keep calling you kid! ”

"I don't have a name."

“……”

Huang Mei'er thought for a while and said, "Ji Fu recites, Mu is like a breeze, how about you call Mu Qing, I don't know if you like it?" ”

Mu Qing nodded vigorously.

In a corner in the distance, two men in black were talking and laughing, and everyone knew that a conspiracy was quietly brewing.

It was night, the sun was gradually setting, and a few stars appeared in the east, and as the starlight gradually increased, the earth quietly blended into a warm night; The breeze comes slowly, bringing people a little coolness.

After Huang Mei'er put the child she saved today to sleep, she couldn't sleep at night, pushed open the window and looked up at the starry sky, she hadn't admired the moonlight for a long time, she hadn't found that the night sky was so dazzling, looking at the bright moon, not only full of emotion. How long has it been since I left the palace, and the free air is so free; Freely? Far from his homeland, he just jumped from one cage to another. Far away from home, I just made up such a free and unfettered life in my mind......

At this time, there was a pleasant sound in the courtyard, curling Tingting, the sound of Xiao was like gurgling water, and Wan Lai between heaven and earth sang harmoniously. Listen carefully to the sound of Xiao although it is beautiful and euphemistic, but there is a little sadness. Hearing this, Mei'er picked up a fur and walked to the courtyard, and when she inquired about it, she saw Xiao Che on the roof**.

While Mei'er was listening carefully, Xiao Che stopped abruptly, Xiao Che jumped off the roof and came to Mei'er, raised Mei'er's face with his hand, and the two looked at each other.

When the bright moon is in the sky, the moon is like water, quietly sprinkled on the earth, and the earth is draped in a silver-gray gauze skirt. She was dressed in plain white clothes, demure and serene, gentle and generous. Her jade face. Through the willow tops. Leave a gentle smile. The two of them were even more dazzling under the moonlight, making people forget to breathe. The two looked at each other, and Mei'er only felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and coughed and said, "Thank you for today's events." ”

"No thanks, you are my person, I naturally won't let you have anything!"

"Your people?"

"My father ordered me to go to Fengluan Country to ask to marry the princess, didn't Her Royal Highness the princess refuse."

"Refusal? Why do you want to refuse, all you want is the identity of my princess, you and I just take what we need, and I am just a pawn of the government. Late at night, the concubine retired. Do not disturb the rest of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. ”

After saying that, Mei'er was about to leave, but was pulled back by Xiao Che, Mei'er stumbled and didn't stand firm, just hugged by him.

Xiao Che looked at you Mei'er and smiled evilly.

"Since you don't want to be my person so much, then ......"

He kissed her softly, and the kiss was full of tenderness, and it tossed and turned on her lips, and the surroundings were quiet, as if time had stood still.

Mei'er was shocked by his move, but she didn't want to be swayed by the man in front of her, and she tried hard to break free from Xiao Che's embrace, but she couldn't break free, at this time, a smug smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and she bit Xiao Che hard, Xiao Che still didn't mean to let go, and she didn't leave this woman's lips until the red blood at the corner of his mouth overflowed.

Xiao Che reached out and touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, but he was not angry, but smiled even more.

Mei'er turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Xiao Che.

"My crown princess, don't you like it?"

Mei'er stopped and said:

"I hope His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will respect himself."

Huang Mei'er didn't even notice herself, and a touch of crimson climbed on her face, but this scene was seen by Xiao Che. I didn't expect such a cold woman to have such a side.

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