"I'm Northern Qi."

The emperor couldn't say anything, and looked at the young man in front of him with his mouth open. The young man was dressed in a white light coat, without any defense, looking at the person in front of him gently, and introducing himself as if he was meeting for the first time.

But Qi Xin, who was pulled by him, knew that the person in front of him was so vicious that people didn't have time to panic.

In the last action of the heavenly sacrifice ceremony, Qi Xin covered his face with both hands, slowly sat on the platform and then fell.

While everyone was immersed in grief, someone went up to the stage and helped the princess off the stage.

However, no one in the Qingguo Palace received an order to come to the stage to help the princess down, so who was the person holding the princess's hand?

"Who are you?"

After a long time, Qi Xin finally reacted slowly, looked at the strangers around him and asked.

Bei Qi smiled, and finally raised his head for the first time to face the old Qi Xin,

"What, don't you remember me? I'm your brother of Northern Qi. ”

In the gloomy alleyway, Bei Qi finally deducted his face, maybe ordinary girls would be surprised to see such a face as Bei Qi, and even secretly agreed. But Princess Qixin, who had seen a little bit of the world with her father, and Princess Qixin, who had just lost her beloved, saw through the face of Northern Qi at a glance.

"What do you want to do?"

Qi Xin was still weak, and there was a sense of weakness in her voice, but she was still vigilant. The people who appear here like this at this time must have an unusual purpose. Beiqi didn't speak, just looked at her with strange eyes.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Bei Qi finally stopped looking at her, and turned his gaze to the water droplets that had been falling from the eaves nearby, but the hand was still supporting her.

"Let's go to see your father."

Qi Xin's body trembled hard, and Bei Qi also felt it, turned his face again, and looked at her funny.

"Princess Qixin, the wound is not healed yet, why are you in such a hurry to dance the sacrificial dance. Is it impossible to get rid of the title of saint? No wonder your sister must hate you so much. You are so greedy, you must have robbed someone else's things! ”

Bei Qi kept staring at Qi Xin tightly as he spoke, and Qi Xin looked into his eyes, somehow. Suddenly I felt a splitting headache.

"The princess is over there! Come here! ”

The guards guarding them were also immersed in the dance of unity and sadness, and by the time they came to their senses, the person who had come on stage to support the princess and the princess were gone. Not many people knew that the person on the stage was Princess Qixin, and everyone didn't dare to say anything, so they carefully and quickly expanded the search circle. Finally, two people were found in an alleyway.

Qi Xin vaguely saw the guards who came and felt a little relieved, but after seeing the expressions of the people who supported him, he became confused. The man was obviously smiling, it was a smile of contempt and contempt, and even the contempt could be seen in unison on the man's distorted face.

What kind of contempt does it take to show such an expression?

Qi Xin only felt that the hand holding his arm had been transferred to his own hand, and Qi Xin jumped, because that hand was too cold, and there was no temperature at all.

Beiqi stood motionless and waited for the group of guards to run over, and when the guards ran in with their swords, they threw the Qi Xin they were holding in front of him with a flick of their hands. The guards didn't have time to put away their swords. The sharp blade even scratched the white veil off Princess Qixin's face. The guards could not be allowed to exclaim, and a stone the size of their face had already hit their faces.

Qi Xin was thrown behind again, and when he saw the bloody faces of those guards, he was about to vomit in disgust.

Northern Qi took advantage of this effort to move several people to the ground, cocked their knives from the ground with their feet, and used the guards' own knives to penetrate the entire skull through the eyes of the guards.

Qi Xin couldn't stand it anymore and vomited, but Bei Qi didn't look at her, and pierced the heads of those guards one by one, with a happy smile on his face, as if the ones were not human heads. It's a fun game. Qi Xin didn't want to go forward, but he was dragged forward by that person, and even accidentally stepped on the corpse of the fallen guard. Accidentally glancing at the bloody faces and brain-splattered mottled ground, Qi Xin felt that he was about to die of sadness. But the man still dragged her hand forward, as if he wanted to break her hand.

Eventually, the man stopped, and Qixin fell.

"Your Majesty, you."

The people who came were the two subordinates who usually followed General Lin, and when the emperor acted alone, General Lin ordered them to follow the emperor. A few people didn't think it was strange to see this scene. Although this is their emperor, they also know it when they fight together on the battlefield.

Northern Qi wanted to be vicious, and his moves were fatal, leaving no room for life.

"Burn down this street."

After finishing speaking, Bei Qi turned around and wanted to pick up Qi Xin on the ground, but he was stunned the moment he saw Qi Xin's face. Qixin's veil had fallen, and the scattered strands of hair stood on the pale face, perhaps because of the vomiting, so the lips looked a little bloody.

"It's really as rumored to be alluring the country and the city, Princess Qixin, worthy of being the heart of Qingguo."

Bei Qi involuntarily squatted down and looked at the unconscious person on the ground carefully, and gently stripped the hair on his cheek to the side with his hand.

"It's even better looking than when I was a kid."

At this time, the people around him had already prepared everything to burn the fire, and they were waiting for the fire to be lit.

Bei Qi didn't hesitate, took out a gauze scarf from his sleeve and covered Qi Xin's face, and then picked up Princess Qi Xin and rushed to the defense line of Baiguantang.

Although Beiqi was holding Princess Qixin in his arms, he didn't feel any weight, and Qixin's entire body seemed to be emptied and only a shell was left, and there was no weight. Beiqi looked at the person in his arms while walking, as well as the white yarn tied to the wrist of his left hand. He wanted to rip the scarf off to see if there was really an ugly scar, but he held back.

It didn't take long for him to arrive at Baiguantang, perhaps because of his previous feelings, so Northern Qi was not hindered much. The officials received Beiqi with a good voice, and asked Beiqi to rest on the side, although they were very curious about the person in Beiqi's arms, but they didn't say anything under the shock of Beiqi's eyes.

Strangely, Qi Xin woke up on his own at a corner before entering the imperial study. Beiqi looked at the person in his arms,

"What, are you awake?"

Bei Qi asked gently, but Qi Xin couldn't forget the terrible scene, struggling to escape from Bei Qi's arms. However, this action obviously made Beiqi angry, Beiqi looked coldly at the person in his arms who wanted to break free, and as soon as he let go, the person fell to the ground.

"Ahh

Qi Xin didn't let out much exclamation, but the veil on his face fell, and the palace people who had already entered and exited recognized the princess, and the two of them hurriedly knelt on the ground to say hello,

"Princess Qixin."

Qi Xin also realized that this was the front yard of the imperial study, and struggled to cut it off the ground, but was pulled forward by Northern Qi Qiang.

"What do you want, what do you do?"

"Go see your father!"

"Your Majesty, the diplomat of the Northern Qi Kingdom, and Princess Qixin are here."

"What?"

Beiqi took Princess Qixin's hand and walked slowly towards the emperor of Qingguo. (To be continued.) )