Wu Ziya lowered his tired eyes, and said lightly: "The Praetorian Guards who were transferred out are only afraid that they have found out that something is wrong, and they will soon turn back, and Zuo Zuo is afraid that he has woken up, so we can only bear the guilt of Jing and let you suffer, tell the people below, their relatives I will make proper arrangements." ”

The soldiers who were dedicated to Beiying suddenly knelt on the ground, and said in a sonorous tone: "It is our duty to be loyal to Beiying and His Royal Highness, and we have never been afraid of death." ”

The weather in Beiying is always very cold, as if to scrape ice slag into people's skin, the harsh wind blows through the ears from time to time, Zhen Yue and Fu Ziran, Xiaoli are helpless all the way, there are people with Wu Ziya at each checkpoint to open the way, and the soldiers who patrol do not dare to check carefully, they will only glance at the three people who go out of the city, and then let them go.

The towering city gate suddenly opened, and the clear air of the wind and snow blew from outside the city, blowing Zhen Yue's robe and hat suddenly, and a trace of familiar and eager breath swept through the tip of the nose, it was the wind of freedom that was looking forward to a year, at this moment, in the face of the wide open city gate, the depression and hesitation in her heart were finally replaced by the excitement of returning to her heart, she always knew her dreams, her persistence.

The people who escorted all the way, after sending Zhen Yue and the three out of the city, immediately rode back to the city, waiting for these soldiers only death, but they were not afraid, they belonged to the Zheng Zheng military soul of the Beiying Imperial Army, so that they did not have a trace of doubt, as long as it was for His Royal Highness, for Beiying, it was worth it.

"Yue'er, we finally came out, General Wang is already waiting for us in Jinghe, let's quickly join them." Fu Ziran's strings, which had been tightened, finally loosened when he left the city.

"Okay." Zhen Yue glanced at the closed city gate, the corners of her mouth pulled up slightly, she looked at Xiao Li with a sad face, and said slowly: "Xiao Li, this will always be your hometown, go to Dongtan, there is your second hometown." ”

Xiao Li's melancholy mood melted away so lightly, and he said in a firm tone: "Where the girl goes, Xiao Li will go wherever she goes, Xiao Li has no relatives, and the girl's hometown is Xiao Li's hometown." Although she didn't understand why the girl did everything possible to leave His Royal Highness, she had already identified the master in front of her in the day/day relationship, and she would follow her wholeheartedly at the ends of the earth in the future.

"Let's go."

The prancing horses whipped their whips, and the wind blew their cloaks, like black eagles soaring in the dark night, and thin snowflakes spread out under the horses' hooves, like sunrise flowers, towards the direction of their hearts, where it was warm and bright.

Suddenly, the woman slammed the reins, her beautiful face under the robe and hat raised slightly, looking at the majestic and majestic imperial capital city of Beiying, the blazing torches, the high flags, and the bright pupils were imprinted with the magnificence of Beiying, slowly reflecting the long-hidden sharpness.

The long year of captivity carried too much of the past, including hatred, pain, surprise, anger, confusion, and despair, and finally left clear traces in her indifferent heart.

From the time she entered this mysterious northern frontier country, some small things seemed to gradually change her, countless-for-tat nights passed before her eyes, and the resentment had long since turned into an unreasonable habit under forbearance.

Get along day and night, but she has long been unable to distinguish between hatred and resentment, his tolerance and rescue again and again, so that she can no longer distinguish between the two sides, when the ugliness buried in this northern frontier country is lifted naked, when she sees his indifferent eyes, when she sheds cold tears, when he is fragile like a child on the side of his neck, that sudden distress caught her off guard, and panicked, at that moment, she finally understood that she had long been unable to lift the knife to him, and could not be indifferent.

She seemed to be able to imagine his angry and violent handsome face when he woke up, it turned out that time and habits were really terrible, and she could remember the face she was wary of every night just by imagining.

She lowered her eyebrows, the complexity at the end of her eyes was fleeting, even she didn't notice it, she lifted the reins again, the prancing horse followed, her expression was as solid as a rock, and she was no longer in a trance, just looking at the endless official road in front of her, running towards the southeast of her **** expectation, where there was a cyan figure she cherished, and she would never be separated again.

However, before they reached the Jing River, the horse's hooves rolled behind them, the earth trembled lightly, and the crazy murderous aura was like an arrow in the rainforest, rolling in with monstrous anger.

"What's going on? Could it be that Wu Ziya repented! Fu Ziran looked at the solemn night behind him, and the legs on the stirrups clamped the horse's belly even harder.

"Wu Ziya can't regret it, you must know that if you kill us, the antidote will be completely avoided, and it can only be ......." Zhen Yue's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and a pair of sharp eyes seemed to have turbulent waves, it could only be that he woke up! I didn't expect his perseverance to be so strong, and less than half an hour after they left Handan City, they were frantically caught up.

Bei Moling, why are you so troubled!

Fu Ziran guessed from her solemn expression, the horsewhip in her hand waved more fiercely, the world knew that King Ling was bloodthirsty and violent, if the three of them fell into the hands of King Ling again, I was afraid that there would be no way out.

And Xiaoli has been staying in the house all the year round, his body is weak, and he has long been out of breath in the bumps, but he can only keep up desperately and not become a burden to everyone.

I saw the wide Jing River, about ten people, standing solemnly on horseback, the former army of 100 people, in the bloodthirsty and crazy strangulation of King Ling, when they saw the three people galloping on horseback, the faces that had not been unfolded were instantly surprised.

"Cross the river!"

Zhen Yue saw this group of teams from afar, waved her arms, and shouted loudly.

Behind him was covered with snow and mist, and the hooves of the chasing horses were like a large net that swept wildly, drowning out the unbridled wind.

Wang Ping stood in front of the team, the woman's sharp voice accurately poured into his ears, he squinted, only to see the dust in the distance, the snow is boundless, he was shocked, to the soldiers behind him, hurriedly said: "All cross the river immediately, Cheng Yuan and I will stay behind." ”

Behind him, a man in a brown suit stepped forward, holding a large kettle in his hand, and his strong hands held the black kettle tightly to the horse's side in an awe-inspiring posture.

As soon as the qiē was accurate, the ten-person team quickly stepped on the three-hole stone arch bridge of the Jing River, the ancient bridge lay on both banks, opening a line of life and death, and below was a thick layer of ice, and the biting ice slag inside was faintly visible.

Zhen Yue recognized Wang Ping at a glance, who had not seen him for a year, his skin was still dark, his sturdy body was full of tension in the night, and the pursuit behind him gave each other no time to greet each other.

Several horses galloped on the small arched bridge, the horses' hooves were clanging, like the bells and drums of the battlefield, Zhen Yue saw that Wang Ping and others did not follow, looking back, he saw Wang Ping and a soldier spilling all the liquid in the kettle on the bridge, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on it, exuding a strong chill. (To be continued.) )