Fu Ping didn't look very good, Bai Wanwan was cold in her heart, originally she and Bai Qiuyue could keep it was a mystery, but now this fool came over to give it away.

Song Qiao saw that it was a helper, and raised his lips even more disdainfully: "Isn't this the National Teacher?" Why, you are reluctant to let me touch your little emperor and eldest princess? ”

Fu Ping looked confused: "Let go of my wife." ”

"Ma'am?" Song Qiao seemed to have heard something extremely funny: "Master Guoshi, have you forgotten the blood feud between you?" is as noble as the eldest princess, how can she stoop down to be your wife? Sure enough, people are stupid and their brains are not clear. ”

She didn't bother to deal with Fu Ping, so she called a few guards guarding the door to drag him down. Although Fu Ya has a bad brain, he is not stupid, so he naturally knows that Song Qiao is very likely to kill Bai Wanwan.

And Bai Qiuyue, who had been pillowing on Bai Wanwan's knees, had been gritting her teeth and trembling slightly. Bai Wanwan lowered her eyebrows and stroked his back: "Good Ah Yue, Ah Sister is here." ”

The helpless Fu Ping was struggling with the guards, while Bai Wanwan, who also couldn't lift any strength, sat upright in the chair and maintained a cold expression.

Song Qiao couldn't see her lofty posture the most, in the previous life, and in this life, she just stepped forward and picked up the blade when she heard a sound outside the door. It turned out that Fu Ping was pushed to the door frame by the guards during the pushing.

The blood of blood overflowed from the man's forehead, and Bai Wanwan's heart was so painful that he couldn't speak. It's the melon baby he has raised for so long. Song Qiao glanced at it indifferently: "It's good to be dead, to die clean." ”

However, the man, who was bleeding almost to death, insisted on holding on to the door frame and staggered to his feet, and when Bai Wanwan saw the dangerous arc of those eyes, she couldn't help but grin.

It's over, you've cured the fool.

If it weren't for the conditions, Bai Wanwan would have been eager to give them a whole brand of rejuvenation with a wonderful hand.

The young man covered in blood stood at the door, clearly still weak, and even his pale face was a little sick after being covered in blood. But his amber eyes rolled, as if he were thinking about something. Even the tongue against the roof of the palate revealed the squinting expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

As soon as the stone in Bai Wanwan's heart fell, she was afraid that she would turn her face and not recognize anyone, so she had to raise a silly white sweet smile: "Husband." ”

Song Qiao obviously didn't know what this was going on, and the guards she summoned all fell to the ground the moment Fu Ping woke up. The young national teacher skillfully took out a gossip plate from his sleeve, and pointed the pointer straight in the direction of Song Qiao.

"Born with a vision, there is a bewitching dynasty. Today, the poor road is the way of heaven, are you unwilling? ”

Song Qiaohua's face was pale, and the dagger against Bai Wanwan's neck threatened the man who stepped forward slowly: "The eldest princess and the little emperor are both in my hands, shouldn't the national teacher think that they will die with me today?" ”

Fu Yi smiled: "You just said that I have a blood feud with the Bai family, how can I care about their lives?" ”

Song Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and tried to reason with Fu Ping: "Look, anyway, you hate the Bai family, and I hate it too." My plan is only good for you......"

Fu Ping really touched his chin as if he was thinking seriously: "What you said makes some sense. But what does the poor Dao's hatred of the Bai family have to do with me taking away my wife and brother-in-law? ”

The man raised his lips viciously, and at the moment when Song Qiao's face turned pale, he took out a short sword from the broken gossip plate that he never left his body.

There has been no one outside to support Song Qiao, it should be Long Xiaofei's side. Bai Wanwan placed Bai Qiuyue and touched her wheelchair and hurried outside, now is a good time to eat melons.

As a result, Long Xiao came back, but he was carried back by Long and his party. He looked like his clothes were soaked in blood, but he didn't find any wounds.

I saw Long Xiaofei fall into his brother's arms and speak weakly: "Her Royal Highness the eldest princess... In fact...... I've known you for a long time. ”

From the previous life, under the poplar tree of Nanfeng City. He always remembered the girl's sly smile.

"Eh, your name is Long Xiaofei, and you are a prince, so don't everyone else call you Dragon Wangye?"

At that time, she smiled extremely happily, but when he chased her all the way to Changlan, he never saw her smile so much again.

Bai Wanwan was shocked: "You are too...... Rebirth... Brother, why are you so miserable? ”

She retracted her previous sentence that whoever is reborn can be mixed into the protagonist. Long Xiaofei insisted on the behavior of using her sister for both lives, and this perseverance made her admire.

However, at this moment, he was poisoned and soon died. Bai Wanwan still held back a little crocodile tears.

When Long Xiao's hope of hugging Bai Wanwan before he died, Fu Ping finally couldn't help but raise his eyelids: "Since the prince is bent on death, then the poor Dao doesn't need to give you the antidote, right?" ”

“！！！” Long Xiaofei: "I think I'm okay." ”

Brother, you've set up an OOC!!

Bai Wanwan didn't know what kind of strange development this was. The male and female protagonists are gone, Bai Qiuyue continues to be his irascible emperor, and the dead-hearted Long Xiaofei also returned to Fengxingguo with the dragon.

She, the crippled princess, can't contact the system, and doesn't know when she will be able to leave this world or complete the task.

When autumn turned to winter, she sat under the bare tree in a thick fox coat and sighed. The national teacher who had not seen him for a long time in the robe of the sun, moon and stars came uninvited.

Bai Wanwan saw that he was easy to dance, and always remembered the rice planting in the ridge...... Ahem.

In order not to laugh out loud suddenly, she forcibly held back her scattered thoughts and looked at the person in front of her seriously: "Master Guoshi." ”

Hearing this title, Fu Ping frowned almost inaudibly: "Why, after using the poor road and achieving the goal, does the eldest princess want to clear the relationship?" ”

Why does this person have so many things, is it because this title makes him feel too raw and too polite?

Bai Wanwan looked confused: "Twitter? ”

Fu Ping: "......"

The National Teacher successfully remembered his unforgettable black history, he walked in front of Bai Wanwan with a black face, and half-knelt to look at her who was sitting. The young man's amber eyes were unfathomable: "The poor road has been watching the stars at night recently, and Her Royal Highness the eldest princess is just short of the poor road, otherwise there will be a disaster of losing the country." ”

What he meant was that if he wasn't with him, he would wipe out Changlan Kingdom. As soon as Bai Wanwan wanted to speak, she saw snowflakes falling in the sky, and the cold of deep winter seemed to be even more awe-inspiring.

Her chaise longue was big enough, but she didn't treat herself as an outsider and crept down next to her, and sat with Bai Wanwan on top of her. In this way, he put his arms around her and half-lay under the tree to watch the snow. Whether it was the body temperature of the man under him or the thick fox fur covering his body, it made Bai Wanwan feel so comfortable that she wanted to yawn.

The hand hidden in the fox fur was wrapped in his palm, and neither of them spoke again for a while. Maybe the snowflakes are flying too slowly, or the body is too warm. Bai Wanwan actually fell asleep like this.

It's still the same dream.

But this time, the boy and the girl had already walked out of the wooden house, and the two who were holding hands and supporting each other in the snow finally returned to the front of the watch safely.

As soon as Bai Wanwan arrived at the gate of Qingshan Temple, she relaxed her strength and passed out all of a sudden, while the young man held her and placed her in a warm room.

The little Taoist priest didn't understand what love was, but he couldn't help but sneak into her room in the middle of the night and look at her for a long time.

"When I'm still vulgar, I'll come to the door...... Let's propose. The boy's tone contained too much inferiority. He has no family and no money, and he is inevitably ashamed of himself in the face of Bai Wanwan, who is a noble lady at first glance.

But he still stroked the side face of the sleeping girl: "No matter, I will definitely go to you anyway." ”

But how did he know that the woman he liked was the enemy of the family. When the national teacher climbed up step by step, watching the woman get farther and farther away from him, he also had strange emotions in his heart.

She probably doesn't have anyone she likes, so that's fine. He couldn't stand it at all that she had a crush on anyone. But she jumped into such an obvious trap, and when he saw her block the poisonous arrow for him, the grief in his heart was greater than the joy of revenge.

It doesn't matter if she is crippled, so that she can only stay in this deep palace forever and torture each other with him. But man is always greedy, and he wants much more than her shell.

Or if she kills the little emperor, will she give him some of her feelings?

But all he got was her cold corpse. His paranoid life did not wait for the so-called "two loves", and the dead eldest princess also stubbornly brought her feelings and life into the loess.

It's boring to wake up, and it's boring to get drunk.

After the national teacher overthrew the two countries, no one knew where he went. It's just that the wooden house deep in the mountains has one more resident.

And looking at the white girl who was sleeping peacefully, leaned over and dropped a kiss on her forehead, he looked up at the falling snow in front of the tree, and he didn't know whether to sigh or what.

If you can always be close to her like this, even if you cross the sea of thousands of heavy blood, you can abandon the so-called deep hatred. And he would see with her every snow that would fall after that.