The nights in Northland are cold and windy.

Lin Yingxue rode with Murong Jun, she was wrapped in a thick cloak, and behind her was Murong Jun's solid and warm chest, but her heart was still as cold as water.

After returning to the Qiyan tribe, Lin Yingxue walked towards the tent prepared for her without saying a word.

Seeing this, Murong Jun followed without thinking about it, completely ignoring the beggar Yan Zhen'er who had been following him and watching him silently.

"Yingxue." Lifting the curtain and entering, Lin Yingxue stood with her back to Murong Jun, her back indifferent and detached.

Murong Jun stepped forward to hug Lin Yingxue, and rubbed his head on Lin Yingxue's neck, "Fortunately, you are safe." There was infinite affection in that thin whisper.

However, Lin Yingxue took a step forward and broke away from Murong Jun's embrace.

"Thank you to Your Royal Highness for coming to the rescue in time this time, otherwise Yingxue would have been someone else's wife by now." Lin Yingxue tried her best to restrain her emotions, but as soon as she spoke, she still inevitably revealed a little anger.

When Murong Jun heard this, he hurriedly followed one step further, and said with guilt: "It's me who went late." ”

"It's not just that I'm going late, I'm afraid that His Royal Highness didn't take me to heart at all!" Otherwise, how could she find out that she was gone after so long! After Lin Yingxue blurted out this sentence, she felt that her reaction seemed to be overdone.

So both of them fell silent for a while.

"It's time to eat." At this time, the voice of Qiyan Zhen'er sounded outside the tent.

Lin Yingxue was choked in her heart, so she opened the curtain and walked out without thinking.

"Give." Murong Jun was invited to dine with Qiyan Gaocha, while Lin Yingxue dined with Qiyan Zhen'er and the women of other tribes.

Qiyan Zhen'er handed Lin Yingxue a bowl of fresh goat's milk and a steaming naan cake.

"Thank you." Lin Yingxue tossed and tossed all day without eating, and she was indeed a little hungry at this time, so she tasted it unceremoniously after taking the food.

"Ahem!" After the goat's milk was entered, a milky smell suddenly spread between her lips and teeth, and Lin Yingxue was a little unaccustomed to drinking, so she put down the bowl after taking a small sip.

As for the naan cake in her hand, it was too hard, and Lin Yingxue chewed so much that her jaws were a little sour before she barely ate two bites.

"The Northland is no better than the Imperial City, and we have eaten these things for more than ten years." Qiyan Zhen'er didn't know when she walked to Lin Yingxue's side.

'Bang', Qiyan Zhen'er put something on the table heavily, Lin Yingxue looked intently, and saw that there was an extra bowl of water and a steamed bun on the table.

"Flour is very expensive, and this is what the prince specially ordered the kitchen to make when he went out to look for you before." Qiyan Zhen'er said, as if deliberately mocking Lin Yingxue, she took a bite of the cake and chewed it vigorously.

Although Qiyan Zhen'er's attitude was not very good, Lin Yingxue could see that the heart of the person in front of her was not bad.

"Thank you." Lin Yingxue said in a low voice.

Qiyan Zhen'er didn't answer, just glanced at Lin Yingxue, but when she saw Lin Yingxue eating steamed buns unhurriedly as if she was nothing, she said as if she couldn't help it: "Do you know how anxious the prince was when he knew that you were gone?" ”

"So what?" Lin Yingxue still breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, so when facing Qiyan Zhen'er's questioning, her attitude was extremely cold.

However, Qiyan Zhen'er saw that Lin Yingxue's reaction was so indifferent, but she couldn't stand it anymore.

She stood up abruptly and said excitedly, "So what? Did you know that our whole tribe has been looking for you all afternoon! Do you know that the prince didn't even drink saliva until he picked you up in order to find you...... We tried so hard to find you, and you have such an attitude? How can your heart be so hard? ”

Qiyan Zhen'er's fierce questioning made the surrounding women focus on the two. Facing everyone's doubtful or dissatisfied eyes, Lin Yingxue only felt like a pinprick all over her body, but what Qiyan Zhen'er said was the truth, which made her unable to refute.

Lin Yingxue didn't know when the crowd around her dispersed, but when she raised her head again, there were only two people left, Qiyan Zhen'er and her.

"You are Ajun's sweetheart, I won't do anything to hurt you, but if you treat Ajun badly, or drag Ajun back, I will never tolerate you!" Qiyan Zhen'er's tone was heavy, and there was some disgust in her eyes.

Lin Yingxue lowered her eyelids, a pair of beautiful fists clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, and when she finally raised her head, her face was as calm as a lake, and she couldn't see any ripples.

"Maybe I'm not as good as Princess Zhen'er imagined, but I'm not as unbearable as Princess Zhen'er said." Lin Yingxue lightly opened her red lips, her thin back straightened, "And, if Princess Zhen'er is willing to say it, I want to know what the relationship between Princess Zhen'er and the prince is?" ”

As if asking about some sensitive topic, a trace of tenderness appeared on Qiyan Zhen'er's arrogant face.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a woman who doesn't marry the prince in this life." After Qiyan Zhen'er finished speaking, she looked straight behind Lin Yingxue.

The tenderness in his eyes almost turned into a pool of spring water and drowned people in it.

Lin Yingxue couldn't help but turn her head along with Qiyan Zhen'er's gaze, only to see the unparalleled man behind her slowly stepping over, and who else could that man be if it wasn't Murong Jun?

"How's it going, are you still used to eating things here?" Murong Jun walked to Lin Yingxue and stopped, and didn't look at Qiyan Zhen'er from beginning to end.

"It's fine." Lin Yingxue replied softly, then turned her head, and there was no longer a figure of Qiyan Zhen'er.

Murong Jun saw that Lin Yingxue's nose was a little red, so he couldn't help frowning and took off the cloak on his body to wrap Lin Yingxue tightly.

"It's cold outside, let's go into the tent." As Murong Jun spoke, he took Lin Yingxue's shoulder and walked away with Lin Yingxue's tent.

Lin Yingxue did not resist, and quietly followed Murong Jun into the camp.

There was a charcoal fire in the tent, and Lin Yingxue sat down in front of the brazier. The burning charcoal fire reflected Lin Yingxue's face red, and she stretched out her somewhat stiff hand to bake in front of the brazier, and said as if unintentionally: "Tell me about the matter between you and Princess Zhen'er." ”

"Okay." It seems that he has already been prepared, as soon as Lin Yingxue asked, Murong Jun replied very smoothly: "When I was traveling abroad, I passed through the Northland, I was chased and killed, and after being seriously injured, I was chased by wolves. ”

"When she saw me, she fought the wolves alone, and saved me from the wolves. After that, I recuperated in the Qiyan tribe for a month, and in order to repay the kindness, I helped the Qiyan tribe solve some things. ”

"When she left, Zhen'er wanted to leave with me, but I refused, but she said that she would always wait for me to come back in the Northland."

At that time, Murong Jun secretly thought in his heart that he would not return to the Northland in this life, so he didn't take this matter to heart, but he didn't expect that he would come here again after many years.

Seeing that Lin Yingxue just lowered her head and didn't speak, Murong Jun couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart.

He stretched out his hand and held Lin Yingxue's hand firmly in his palm, and frowned: "I didn't have any affection for Zhen'er at the beginning, and it is still the case now." ”

Looking at Murong Jun's affectionate eyes, Lin Yingxue was moved in her heart - she naturally believed in Murong Jun, but the existence of Qiyan Zhen'er was an inevitable problem between the two of them no matter what.

On my second night in the Northland, I still didn't sleep very well.

I don't know if it's because the women in the north got up extra early, and when Lin Yingxue got up, the women outside were already busy.

"Yo, this prince's fiancée is really different, it took three poles of sunshine to get up, and it really seems that this is the imperial city!" It was a middle-aged woman with rough and dark skin who spoke, and for Lin Yingxue, a woman who had caused trouble to the Qiyan tribe as soon as she came, they had long been unhappy in their hearts.

Lin Yingxue didn't bother to argue with these people, so she didn't pick up, but Gu Zichao looked around, but she didn't expect to see Qiyan Zhen'er and Murong Jun walking side by side in the distance, and the appearance of talking and laughing was not eye-catching.

"What do our princesses really think about how to match the prince! A character like the prince should be with a heroic woman, unlike some people who have a troubled face at a glance. ”

Northland women are different from Central Plains women, Northland women advocate being strong and healthy, if a girl from any family is weak and can't even lift a bucket of water, it will be ridiculed, just like Lin Yingxue now.

Lin Yingxue retracted her gaze, only to feel as uncomfortable as a needle prick in her heart. She turned around and wanted to go back to the camp, but Murong Jun had already stepped forward at this time.

"Awake? I'll cook some food, let's go, I'll take you to taste it. Murong Jun took Lin Yingxue's hand as if no one was around, not caring at all about the envious or jealous glances cast on the side.

"I ......"

Lin Yingxue was about to break away from Murong Jun's hand, but before she could speak, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

"What's going on?" The keen vigilance made Qiyan Zhen'er's face suddenly become serious, her eyes stared into the distance, and her hand unconsciously rested on the saber at her waist.

Seeing this, the other people of the Qiyan tribe also began to tense one by one.

Murong Jun didn't speak, but naturally pulled Lin Yingxue behind him.

After a while, the sound of horses' hooves came closer, and the people of the Qiyan tribe who heard the movement also came out with their weapons in hand.

"What do you mean, Lombaan?" After seeing that the leader was the leader of the Long tribe, Qiyan Gaocha couldn't help but ask in a loud voice.

"What do you mean?" Lomba An sat on horseback, his eyes were as vicious as a poisonous snake, staring at Murong Jun deadly, "Our new prince killed my most beloved son on the first day he came, what do you mean by me Lombaan?" ”