But Ye Wanrou didn't dare to speak disrespectfully.

Although he is ridiculous, all this is not enough to make the man in front of him show mercy and let himself go.

After a long time, Ye Wanrou heard Xiao Jing's voice ring: "Will she die?" ”

Ye Wanrou was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "No." ”

When he came back to his senses, Xiao Jing had already turned his head and walked out.

"That's fine, and you'll take care of the rest."

He stood under the porch with his hands in his hands, his always straight spine as if it had bent a little.

"What to do, how to talk to the imperial doctor, you should know."

"The concubine understands." Ye Wanrou nodded yes.

"Also, in half a month, Yue'er will go to Beiliang and kiss her, take good care of her."

After saying this, he disappeared in front of Ye Wanrou's eyes.

Ye Wanrou took a deep breath, knelt on the couch at the foot of the bed, and closed her eyes to cover the brocade quilt.

"Why bother?" She sighed lowly, "Where can he be a good person, do you think that such a broken kettle can be exchanged for variables and mercy?" ”

She looked at the sleeping Xiao Yue, "No, you are not the person in his heart, his gentleness has always been extremely stingy." ”

"I don't care about ......" and in Ye Wanrou's low sigh, Xiao Yue had already woken up from the coma, seeing the unbearable on Ye Wanrou's face, she slowly hooked her lips and smiled.

"You don't know...... In my life, this is the kind of cheap life......"

She looked at Ye Wanrou with some difficulty, "Being able to get my brother is probably the last joy of my life." ”

Ye Wanrou sighed again, turned around and walked to the table, poured a glass of warm water and helped Xiao Yue drink it, "You also heard His Majesty's words, you still have to go to Beiliang and kiss." ”

"I know." She coughed lowly, "I never thought I wouldn't go. ”

"Then you ......" Ye Wanrou's eyes widened, "You will die in Beiliang." ”

Xiao Yue closed his eyes and nodded, "Beiliang barbarian, I don't care about it yet." ”

"But...... If they know ......"

"I won't know." Xiao Yue shook his head lightly, "I can't wait for the candle night in the cave room, you believe me." ”

Ye Wanrou looked at Xiao Yue in surprise, "You mean ......?"

"Yes, when I entered the territory of Beiliang, it was my husband who came to greet me, do you think I will wait until the night of the candle in the cave room?" She stared at the window intently, "Probably in that corner, I'm going to make the man delirious." ”

"Just like my brother last night." She shook her head, "Do you think he would be better off in such a crazy situation?" ”

Ye Wanrou gasped and repeated for a long time, "You will die." ”

"I'm not afraid of death, if it weren't for my brother's need for me to go to Beiliang, I would probably die today." Xiao Yue looked at Ye Wanrou weakly, "I want to take a bath, Niangniang can help me." ”

Ye Wanrou looked at Xiao Yue again with affection, then stood up, raised her voice and asked the palace people to send clothes and hot water, and carried Xiao Yue to the bath behind the palace.

*

Half a month later, Princess Nanchu married her relatives.

Xiao Jing and Ye Wanrou stood on top of the high city tower, watching Xiao Yue gradually disappear into the sky.

Everything was as Xiao Yue expected.

She is actually a natural interpreter flower, and she showed a little coquettishness to the Beiliang barbarian, and the barbarian stayed in the sedan chair every day.

In such a disgusting acacia, she waited for the news that Nanchu was broken by Xiao Yi and others, and waited for Xie Yun to thank Hou Ye.

At that time, she was imprisoned in the tent of the commander of the Beiliang military camp, and she was struggling to untie the ropes on her hands.

When he looked up again, he saw Xie Hui and a group of soldiers breaking in.

The two phases were silent for a moment, and the soldiers dispersed, and Xiao Yue sat in the tent weakly, looking down at himself in a mess.

The man liked her, treated her as a kitten and puppy kept by his side, teased her when he remembered it, played with it when he remembered it, and wandered around the barracks as a hostage of Nanchu when he remembered it.

The people of Beiliang...... Women have always been regarded as trophies and tools for giving birth to children, and Her Royal Highness the princess of Nanchu is the best candidate for their pleasure.

Getting Xiao Yue symbolizes that the battle was fought well and received the highest reward.

So she was imprisoned in a military tent and became a fragrant bait that everyone fought.

But she has worked so hard, but she still can't save the country for her brother.

When she came back to her senses, a timid little girl walked in from outside the tent and said in a low voice: "Your Royal Highness the Princess, the people's daughter...... The folk girl came to help the princess dress. ”

Xiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

The ordeal was over, and she could finally go back to her brother.

But when she returned to the capital of Southern Chusheng, there was only a lonely tomb in front of her.

The grass at the head of the grave had grown several feet high, and she stood in front of the tomb wrapped in a thick thick, weeping silently.

Even if it is death, does my brother not want to see her again?

"Brother......" In the north wind, Xiao Yue finally called out these two words tremblingly, still with such a soft and delicate voice, but no one would gently press his hand on his forehead and laugh in a low voice.

"Yue'er is naughty again, isn't she? Beware of my father getting angry. ”

"Yue'er is not afraid, Yue'er just has a brother."

My brother must have gone to hell.

Xiao Yue knelt in front of the grave and rubbed the words "The Tomb of Xiao Jing, the Prince of King Chen" over and over again.

There is only a stone monument, a lonely tomb.

Other than that, nothing was left.

She hurriedly returned from Beiliang, with scars all over her body, wanting her brother to take a look, wanting her brother to hurt, but there was no such opportunity.

"Brother...... After all, I hate Yue'er. ”

She chuckled, "Don't hate Yue'er, okay?" If you can, Yue'er can also not be Yue'er, just be grass, okay? ”

"The moon is falling, can my brother take a look at Yue'er again......"

She spoke incoherently and looked timid, "My brother is gone, how can Yue'er live?" ”

She was covered with injuries, pain, joy, and softness, all of which were given by Xiao Jing.

From the day she was picked up, everything was already doomed.

Evil fate is innate, how can two parallel lines that can never meet be together?

Even if two lines far away from the horizon are forcibly placed together, they still cannot intersect.

In the pavilion, Xie Li quietly listened to Xiao Yue's story, and sighed at the end.

"So, what do you want?"

"I was sorry for you at the beginning, and my brother was sorry for you." Xiao Yue smiled faintly, her face was very pale, but her expression was quiet and serene that she had never seen before.

"All this, even if it is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, the retribution is not happy."

"I won't live long, my body will have broken down a long time ago." She opened her lips and smiled slightly, "Xie Li, can you let me be buried with my brother?" ”

"You don't need to erect a monument, just put me in."

After a while, Xie Li nodded, "Okay." ”

If the lonely soul in the wilderness is entangled again, will it probably be punished by heaven?