3. Chapter 3: Loss of Memory

It was as if she only had to move a single hair on the men under her hands, and the bows and arrows in their hands would shoot her into a hornet's nest at any time.

Although Min Bingling didn't know what the situation was at all now, she still calmly told herself not to act rashly, slowly let go of the hand stuck in the man's neck, and stood quietly aside.

On the surface, she seemed calm and unwavering to everyone, but only she knew the Tao, and her heart had already set off turbulent waves, and countless questions haunted her.

Who is she? What is your name? Why are you here? And who are these people? What happened before? Why don't you remember anything?!

"The Nine Emperors are angry." When Min Bingling was full of doubts, a woman in a pink dress fluttered like a beautiful butterfly.

After glancing at Min Bingling with a worried face, the woman took her hand and knelt on the ground.

Min Bingling stubbornly straightened up.

The woman turned her head in displeasure and shouted, "Qianxue, don't you listen to what your sister says?!" ”

Capturing the genuine worry in the woman's eyes, Min Bingling intuitively thought that she could trust the woman, so she bent her knees and knelt in front of Ye Yizhen, who had an ugly face.

"The Nine Emperor Princes, the younger sister of the courtiers, Qianxue is still young, it is inevitable to act recklessly, and the Nine Emperors are not serious about the importance of fighting, and please have a large number of Nine Emperor Princes, don't be as knowledgeable as Qianxue."

As soon as the woman's voice fell, she heard the woman in the aqua blue Luo skirt say with disdain, "Bold! Shan Qianmeng, you are talking nonsense with your eyes open!

According to the county lord, Shan Qianxue obviously wants to assassinate the Nine Emperors! When the emperor and the queen mother come, the lord of this county will definitely tell the truth about this matter. ”

It turns out that my name is Shan Qianxue.

The corners of Shan Qianxue's lips raised without a trace. Falling not far away, a pair of bottomless eyes.

The crime of assassination is enough to accompany the lives of the entire Prime Minister's Mansion, Shan Qianmeng heard this, his face immediately turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly said, "The lord of Chunrou County is serious, the minister sister has no intention of assassinating the Nine Emperor Princes, not to mention that the Nine Emperor Princes are still Qianxue's future husband." ”

Shan Qianxue, who had been keeping her head down, was keenly aware that when Shan Qianmeng said the word husband, the air around her was gradually freezing, and the reason for the freeze came from the man in front of him who called the Nine Emperors.

Sure enough, listening to him, "Sooner or later, this prince will break off the marriage contract with this fool, and you have to excuse this matter." ”

Ye Yizhen's handsome and extraordinary face was full of anger.

Thinking that he is the dignified Nine Emperor Princes of the Qitian Dynasty, whether it is knowledge or appearance, he has been praised by the world, but because he was married by the imperial grandmother since he was a child, he was married to this Shan Qianxue, who was not familiar with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, was as timid as a mouse, and had a stupid head, and was ridiculed by the world.

If it weren't for the emperor's grandmother's words, only this stupid pig could break the marriage contract if he broke the marriage, he would have broken the marriage contract with her a long time ago, but she has been stalking him!

Today, this damn woman actually took advantage of his distraction to disgrace him, and he couldn't easily let her go of new and old grudges!

The thin lips curled with a sneer, and said coolly, "Xia Shuirou is right, she clearly wants to assassinate this prince!" ”

Shan Qianxue finally got a general understanding of the environment, and smiled coldly in his heart, this man really hated her to the extreme, and wanted to put her to death, yes, if she died, the marriage contract would naturally be canceled.

But she didn't want to die yet.

Withdrawing the emotions from the bottom of her eyes, Shan Qianxue raised her eyes, and looked at the angry Ye Yizhen calmly with a pool of clear eyes.