"Why did you do this, don't you know what the consequences are?" This was the tenth time Zhao Jing had asked this question along the way, but Wang Yan never answered, just carefully controlled the horse under his crotch and tried his best to run towards the northeast of Yecheng. The Yulin army that was pursuing them had already been thrown away at this time, and they didn't know where to go.

"Miss Zhao, are you cold?" Wang Yan frowned, sighed silently, and finally asked with concern. At this time, the black clothes on his body had been changed to tight-fitting blue clothes, and he was covered with a large coat, which was blown by the cold wind and made a hunting sound.

Zhao Jing didn't answer, just shrunk her arms and asked seriously: "Wang Yangongzi, answer my question!" ”

"Jing'er, don't you understand?" Wang Yan looked at the world covered in silver, with a touch of sentimentality and loneliness in his tone.

Silence, wordless silence, except for the sound of galloping horses and the sound of the north wind whistling, Wang Yan and Zhao Jing fell into silence at the same time.

Wang Yan's purpose for doing this, how Zhao Jing didn't know, but she was born in a wealthy family, and she knew better what the consequences of such a reckless behavior were. Once Wang Yanhe's happy deeds are discovered, Wang Lin and Gao Changgong will bear the wrath of the tyrant Gao Wei, and the happy ending of the initiator is even more unimaginable.

It was not Zhao Jing's wish to marry into the Turks, but because of this, Wang Yanhe was happy, his future was greatly lost, and even his life was in danger, which made Zhao Jing feel ashamed and blamed herself, so at this time she asked this question that she knew the answer to.

"Prince Wang, let me go, you can run for your life alone!" After being silent for a long time, Zhao Jing spoke, although her tone was firm, but there was a touch of sadness and helplessness in it.

"Can you go back?" Wang Yan sighed, as if he was answering and talking to himself.

"Can you go back? Is it still useful to go back? ”

Zhao Jing tugged at the corners of her mouth, and a cold wind squeezed into her mouth from between her teeth, and the lung lobes, which were already numb from the cold, didn't feel so uncomfortable at this time. Now, her sumptuous wedding dress had long since been changed, and she wore a black men's shirt underneath and a thick mink coat overcoat on the outside.

"Jing'er, hold on, walk a little longer and then enter the city, let's rest for a night and then hurry." Wang Yan tightened the mink fur on Zhao Jing's body and said in a somewhat relaxed tone.

"Where to go?" Zhao Jing asked. Although she is smart and intelligent, now that the matter has come to this, she has no direction for this confused future and unknown future.

"Yingzhou." Wang Yan replied.

"Yingzhou?" Zhao Jing was stunned for a moment, but soon showed a relieved look on her face, and there was a touch of imperceptible joy in her eyes.

Wang Yan's final destination was Yingzhou, which bordered the Khitan and Kumoxi, and was happy with its nominal jurisdiction.

When he got the news that Zhao Jing had returned unharmed, Wang Yan was so excited that he didn't sleep all night. However, one night later, he was sent to hell.

Although Gao Wei decided to marry Zhao Jing as Zuo Zhaoyi when he was in Jinyang, this news was only known to the powerful people of the dynasty, but not to the people. But the day after Zhao Jing was rescued by Xing, Zhao Jing was suddenly canonized as the princess of Dayi, and was promised to be married to Ashina Cave Hezhen, the son of the Turkic Tabo Khan, as the most important political bargaining chip for the marriage between the two countries.

This news was like a bolt from the blue for Wang Yan, and it almost instantly broke him. Zhao Jing married Gao Wei, who was unreasonable, and he still had a chance to meet her, but if Zhao Jing went to the Turks thousands of miles away, it would be impossible to see each other again in this life and this life, which Wang Yan absolutely could not accept.

Although Wang Yanqi is also famous for his wandering in Yecheng, he is by no means a gentleman of Gao A Junfeng and others, he is kind-hearted, his surname is jumpy, and the most important thing is that he attaches great importance to friendship, and he is stubborn and principled.

Yesterday at dusk, Wang Yanyue happily went to the Zuiyue Building. Unexpectedly, Wang Yan did not have a trace of pain and loss of losing Zhao Jing on his face, although he was not in good spirits, he was full of smiles, and his face seemed to be a little relieved.

Wang Yan invited Happy to eat and drink, and the reason for Happy was that he was about to go to Chang'an to become the master of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Gao Weisheng's surname is cowardly, and he naturally lacks the strong sense of aggression of his ancestors in his bones, he used to live for pleasure, but now everything he does is only for pleasure.

Although the Northern Zhou Dynasty was rising rapidly, Gao Wei was actually not very afraid, one of which was because the Northern Zhou Dynasty had attacked the Northern Qi several times, but they were all in vain; Second, now that the Turks have become their solid allies, the Northern Zhou naturally needs to weigh it up if they want to attack the Northern Qi.

Since you can make friends with Turkic marriages, why can't you make friends with Northern Zhou marriages? As long as you give yourself enough time, after the "Recipe for Eternal Life" becomes an immortal, what Yuwen Yong, Chen Ji and others still have to bow down?

Therefore, when Gao Anaqiu proposed to let Gao Xing send an envoy to the Northern Zhou Dynasty on behalf of the Northern Qi Dynasty, firstly to congratulate the Northern Zhou prince Yu Wenyun and Yang Lihua on their marriage, and then to ask the Northern Zhou Dynasty to promote the relationship between the two countries, Gao Wei made a decision without the slightest hesitation.

Although Wang Yan laughed freely for two whole hours without showing the slightest sadness, he knew very well that Wang Yan's happiness as a person felt a little abnormal. If something is abnormal, there must be a demon, and sure enough, after knocking on the side, I was happy to faintly know that this meal was Wang Yan's farewell wine.

Wang Yan decided to block the welcoming team halfway and took Zhao Jing away to fly away.

The fantasy is beautiful, but the reality is extremely cruel. Happy is very clear, with Wang Yan's kung fu that is not even as good as a three-legged cat, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to snatch Zhao Jing from hundreds of Lin troops and three hundred Turkic warriors.

Happy did not dissuade Wang Yan, because he knew that the things decided by the stubborn Wang Yan could not be changed. Therefore, he pretended not to accompany Wang Yan to push the cup and change the lamp, and sincerely promised Wang Yan to take care of his family. But in his heart, he decided to help Wang Yan rob his relatives, whether it was for his brother Wang Yan or for Zhao Jing's deep affection.

"Why are you doing this, don't you know the consequences of doing this?" When Zhao Jing asked this sentence for the first time, Wu Shun was also happy to ask.

"Yes, but there are some things that have to be done." happily quickly took off the blood-stained clothes on his body, without caring about Wu Shun by his side.

"Did you know that you would have to worry about your life if you did this?" Although Wu Shun was very shy in his heart when he saw that he was happy to undress, the worries in his heart at this time far exceeded these. She stared at Happy with a nervous expression, her tone full of reproach and worry, and from time to time she glanced out of the forest, fearing that the barbaric Turks would come in.

After just a few breaths, he changed into a brand new white dress, turned to look at Wu Shun, with a gentle smile on his face, chic and calm, "Is it cold?" Put this mink coat on! As he spoke, he happily took out a large white piece from the package at his feet and handed it to Wu Shun.

Wu Shun hesitated, wanting to say something, but seeing that he didn't care, his mouth was open, he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, and finally took the coat and put it on his body with a low sigh. But she still had a sad face, obviously still worried about happiness.

"Alas, it's a pity that it's a good horse!" Happy gently stroked the mane of the horse he had snatched from the Turks, and sighed, the helplessness on his face fleeting.

Just when Wu Shun was puzzled, he was happy but shouted lightly, his right fist had hit the horse's Adam's apple like lightning, and after a crisp sound accompanied by the horse's painful neighing, the horse that was still alive before fell to the ground with a "bang", his pupils were dilated, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he soon lost his vitality.

Wu Shun looked at him in amazement, and couldn't say a word for a while. She couldn't imagine why this seemingly harmless boy would be so ruthless in killing this innocent horse.

"It's time for us to go!" Xingyi grabbed Wu Shun's cold little hand, and walked towards Yecheng without any stop.

When Happy took Wu Shun into Yecheng in the snowstorm, the time was already approaching evening. The news of Zhao Jing's loss halfway had already been transmitted back to Yecheng, Gao Wei was suddenly shocked and angry, and Yecheng, who was originally in a tense atmosphere because of the loss of "The Secret of Eternal Life", was even more depressed at this time.

"Who?" Happy took Wu Shun just landed, and the vigilant Hong Bing surrounded him with five special forces, holding a bright steel knife in his hand, looking at the two of them vigilantly, full of murderous looks, so frightened that Wu Shun couldn't help but lean towards Happy.

"It's me, Hong Bing!" Happy touched his face a few times with his sleeves, revealing his originally white and handsome face.

"Childe!" Hong Bing immediately collected his weapon and saluted to Xing.

Nodding happily, he said, "Go down and have a good rest, there is a task tonight!" ”

When Hong Bing heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, his waist straightened, and after answering yes loudly, he left with a group of excited subordinates, not showing the slightest curiosity about the sudden visit of the beautiful and extraordinary Wu Shun.

Happy took Wu Shun to the study, invited her to sit on a chair near the brazier, and poured her a cup of hot tea before he sat down opposite.

"Drink some hot tea and warm up, it's a little too cold!" He looked at Wu Shun happily and gently, with a faint concern on his face.

Wu Shun took a big sip with the tea cup in both hands, and the warm tea dispelled a lot of cold in his body. Wu Shun's movements are very elegant, and with her beautiful appearance, it is very pleasing to the eye.

"Are you feeling better?" After Wu Shun finished drinking a cup of tea, he asked happily while storing tea for her.

Wu Shun nodded, then took a deep breath, stared at Xing Xing tightly and asked, "Who are you, can you tell me, why are you bringing me back to Yecheng?" ”

"My name is happy, the son of Huaizhou Thorn Shi Gao Changgong." With an apologetic smile on his face, he paused, and then said, "How can you, a weak woman, go there and suffer? Then you helped me in the palace, even if I help you this time! ”

After saying it happily, he stood up and said, "You have also frozen for half a day, I will tell the maid to prepare fragrant soup for you to drive away the cold!" With that, he walked out happily.

It didn't take long for Fan He to take Wu Shun to bathe and change clothes according to his happy instructions, and then sent hot food. But what made Wu Shun strange was that knowing that it was dark, the joy did not appear again, which made Wu Shun a little scared and even more worried.

"General, where are we going?" Hong Bing asked in a low voice about the happiness of wearing a night suit next to him.

"Go and give some gifts to the deceased, gifts before parting!" He chuckled happily, and his deep eyes flashed with a cold gaze in the night sky, making Hong Bing, who was following closely behind, shiver involuntarily.