Heavy snow like goose feathers continued to fall from the sky, shrouding Dongwu in a haze.

At the head of the city, Cheng Qixue stretched out her hand and let the flying snow fall into her palm. Watching the white snowflakes gradually disappear, a rare feeling of sadness welled up in her heart.

Whether it is Kyushu or Northern Xinjiang, in troubled times, human life is like this snow, fragile.

She took two steps forward, her hand resting on the edge of the city wall, her head poking out slightly, and her gaze fell on the imperceptible white shadow below the city.

Before leaving the city, the man was not wearing armor, only wearing a coat, and a snow-white coat outside, just looking like a general who was about to go on an expedition, he was clearly a noble son who was going to go to the mountains and rivers.

However, such a person who doesn't even wear armor is about to lead five hundred barbarians out of the city to meet Wanyan Jiuguo, who commands five thousand military horses.

Who Wanyan Jiugou is, Cheng Qixue is clear.

The leader of the younger generation of the Wanyan family, his people are brave and strategic, and they can be called both wise and brave. Since taking refuge in Cheng Xiaoya, he has been quite reused, and has made a lot of military exploits, and he took the lead in the battle of southern Xinjiang, and took the lead in the city, and he was one of the more than 100 barbarians in the battle of Wangcheng, and he was one of the few people under Cheng Xiaoya who gave her a headache.

However, even though he was so heroic, the man still called him a local chicken, and even put down his arrogance that he would definitely bring his head back before dawn.

Even though Cheng Qixue heard a lot of his deeds in Kyushu a few days ago, there are still some doubts in his heart now.

One percent of the troops, ten times the enemy, the opponent is still the famous general's posture of the nine faces, it's just child's play.

How could he be so confident, so arrogant?

She withdrew her gaze and sighed softly.

Regardless of the victory or defeat for the time being, this trip out of the city, the soldiers and horses under that man are afraid that they will be more than lucky.

"Why does Her Royal Highness sigh for no reason?"

A pleasant female voice suddenly sounded in her ears, Cheng Qixue turned her head, and a face that captivated the country came into view.

This is not the first time Cheng Qixue has seen Huang Qing, but looking at the pretty face in front of her, she still can't help but feel amazing.

The eyebrows are picturesque, the elegance is peerless, and in the snow, this woman in a plain white dress is not as beautiful as the people in the world, just like a fairy in the sky that falls with the snow.

Even if she is a woman, even if the other party is the No. 1 beauty in Kyushu who overwhelms her on the Qunfang spectrum, Cheng Qixue still can't feel the slightest jealousy in her heart.

The reason for this is that Cheng Qixue is not a stingy person, but more because she thinks Huang Qing can afford it.

The leader of the group of Fang should be such a unique person in the world.

Hearing Huang Qing's words, Cheng Qixue shook her head slightly. Instead of answering, she asked, "Aren't you with him?" ”

"Why accompany?"

Looking at the woman's peach blossom eyes, Cheng Qixue was stunned, "You're not... Like him? ”

Huang Qing's heart for that person is **, and she doesn't hide it at all, even if others are present, she never hides the love in her eyes.

Such an unreserved woman is rare in a territory where the people are bold. If it were someone else, Cheng Qixue might feel cheap and cheap, but Huang Qing instead

, not only did she not feel disgusted in her heart, but felt that it was her true temperament.

Perhaps, good-looking people will always have some privileges.

"I like it."

Huang Qing nodded, looking at the figure below that was gradually moving away, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and her smile was like a flower.

"Then why don't you come with him?"

Hearing the answer, Cheng Qixue was even more puzzled.

She also knows Huang Qing's ability, in the realm of potential, a rare female master, with him by his side, how can that person's chances of winning increase a lot.

The woman's peach blossom eyes swept towards Cheng Qixue, and her tone was indifferent, "Need?" ”

“……”

Cheng Qixue was silent.

is really worthy of a person who can sleep on a couch, and this self-confidence is like a ten.

"The princess thinks he's going to lose?"

"I'm not optimistic."

Cheng Qixue said quite honestly: "He is too young, and he hasn't fought many battles. Wanyan Jiugou's strength is not weak, and he is still reluctant to do so. ”

Speaking of this, she frowned slightly, and some annoyance arose in her heart.

Even if that person was the son of the god of war, a ghost of Kyushu soldiers, Cheng Qixue still didn't think he could win.

With that person's strength, even if she loses, she can escape back, and she can afford to lose with 500 barbarians, but the problem behind this is a big one.

If the first battle is lost, the morale of the city will definitely drop greatly, and the chances of winning against Cheng Xiaoya's army in the future will drop by one percent.

Moreover, the man was too full of words, and when he came back in disgrace, it would undoubtedly be difficult to save his life.

It stands to reason that he is a Song person, and he doesn't need to worry about his life or death, but how to say that he is also one of the few people who send charcoal in the snow, even if he has another purpose, it is not good to teach him to lose his life like this.

Cheng Qixue rubbed her eyebrows.

In the end, he is still young and vigorous, and he always likes to say something beautiful, and he will cause a big trouble in a few words.

"Huh."

Just as she was feeling her own chagrin, the woman's slightly mocking chuckle rang out.

"He'll win."

Huang Qing's voice was flat, and he sounded quite sure, "The likes of the Nine Structures of Wanyan are not enough for him. ”

“… It is said that Guo Yi is in the eyes of a lover, and today it was not true. ”

may have been provoked by the woman's attitude, and Cheng Qixue's tone was also a little unkind, "But there is only one Guo Yi after all, not every young famous general is the invincible god of war." ”

"Really?"

Huang Qing turned around and looked at the princess of Northern Xinjiang who was no longer as cold as before, "How about I make a bet with His Highness?" ”

"Bet on what?"

"I'm betting on whether he can bring back the head of Wanyan Jiuwu before dawn."

The woman smiled, "If I win, when the two of us leave in the future, if King Xian obstructs me, I hope His Highness can help you." ”

Hearing Huang Qing's words, Cheng Qixue's heart moved, and she glanced deeply at the woman in front of her, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"No intention, just add a layer of insurance."

Huang Qing swept away the snow on his shoulders casually, his movements were a little careless, "Is Your Highness betting?" ”

Cheng Qixue didn't

He immediately responded, but asked aloud, "What will you do if I win?" ”

"You won't win."

"You..."

Huang Qing smiled again, "If you win, I will compensate you ten times for the soldiers he lost today." ”

"Ten times?"

In Cheng Qixue's opinion, tonight's battle is ten times more likely to lose, and the five hundred soldiers and horses under that man are estimated to be wiped out, according to this calculation, Huang Qing will have to compensate himself for five thousand barbarians...

Although Cheng Qixue doesn't think that a woman has the courage to play tricks on herself, it seems too ridiculous to take out 5,000 armor in this territory. At that moment, she frowned and asked aloud, "Where did you come from?" ”

"I have my own way, and I don't have to worry about His Highness."

Huang Qing smiled: "Your Highness only needs to tell me, bet, or not." ”

“… Bet. ”

……

The snow did not stop, and as hours passed, a thick layer of snow gradually piled up on the top of the city.

Glancing at Huang Qing, who was standing quietly, Cheng Qixue rubbed her hands that were already red from cold expressionlessly.

The cold almost invaded her bones, but she still didn't leave.

The woman beside her never left, and she held her breath inexplicably, no matter how persuaded by others, she just refused to go down to the city.

At this point, she just wants to wait for an ending.

Cheng Qixue raised her face and looked at the sky.

It was still dark because of the snow, but it was almost dawn.

The time is getting closer and closer, and her mood is getting more and more worried.

This bet, she wants to win, and she doesn't want to win.

If you want to win, it is naturally because of the desire to win, and Huang Qing's bet is not a small amount, if you can get these 5,000 people, you will have a greater chance of winning against Cheng Xiaoya in the future.

As for not wanting to win, it is because the first battle has a great impact on morale.

In addition, there are some thoughts that Cheng Qixue doesn't want to admit at all.

In the distance, there seemed to be a fast horse rushing towards the city, apparently the scout who delivered the battle report.

Seeing this scene, her hands were quietly clenched.

It was too far away for her to make out the expression on the scout's face.

Is it a win? Or defeated?

Cheers rang out from below, one after another.

Cheng Qixue was slightly stunned, looked sideways at the woman beside her, and when she saw her turn away, she suddenly realized something.

She turned and walked towards the city.

Because she stood for too long, Cheng Qixue's limbs were a little stiff, and it took a long time before she walked down the city tower and came to the entrance of the west city, which was already wide open.

When she came down, the man rode into the city.

He was still wearing the big coat, white as snow, without a trace of blood, and the whole person was like a snowstorm.

The man smiled wildly and wantonly, and the moment he entered the city, he threw his head forward.

Cheng Qixue recognized the head.

She stared blankly at the man's smile.

The cheers around her were thunderous, and her heart was beating like a drum.

(End of chapter)