When Qi Yuanfeng came, he didn't feel anything when he looked at the scene in front of him, until he learned what had happened from the guard, and his calm face set off terrifying waves.

"You said it, but it's true?" Qi Yuanfeng's face showed a strange look, and his eyes fell on the sedan chair.

"The subordinates will never dare to deceive in any way!" Seeing that he didn't believe it, the man immediately knelt on the ground, the corners of Qi Yuanfeng's mouth twitched a few times, and he looked at the sedan chair again.

Qi Yuanfeng glanced at the man, and then looked at the sedan chair, "Let's continue to set off and send the princess to the palace safely." ”

"Yes!"

Qi Yuanfeng stopped talking, pulled the reins of the horse with his hand, turned the horse's head around, and headed towards the imperial city with a stomach full of surprise.

The snow was falling, and the rich smell of blood was blown away by the wind, and the place was calm again, as if nothing had just happened.

Mu Liran sat in the rickety sedan chair tending to her wounds, her brows furrowed, and she was amazed at a memory that didn't belong to her.

Mu Liran, the unfavored third princess of Mu Jin Kingdom, is also a world-famous straw bag, the emperor of Mu Jin Kingdom proposed a marriage between the two countries in order to curry favor with the Qin State, and married the unfavored three princesses of the straw bag to the god of death of the Qin State, Zhan Cangming.

Mu Liran took care of the wound and checked it again, and only after confirming that there were no internal injuries did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Lifting the curtain and looking out, Mu Liran found that there was a desert all around, and there was suddenly a lot of black gas on the snowy ground, the color was slightly lighter, and then gradually thickened, and the surrounding temperature dropped instantly.

She furrowed her brows, never thinking that in a different world, some things could still be seen.

She shook her head and smiled bitterly, she was originally a killer cultivated by the ancient martial arts family in the 21st century, this time she went on a mission as usual, but she missed her hand, causing her to travel here.

It doesn't matter if she's alone, but that's not the case, she also has a younger brother, a younger brother who depends on each other.

There's no way she's going to be here.

The moon snowed until the sun hung high and it was noon.

The sedan chair arrived at the palace unimpeded, and the matchmaker helped Mu Liran to get off the sedan chair, through the hijab, she could vaguely see the red yarn hanging on the plaque of the palace, but at the entrance of the palace, no one watched the excitement in front of the head!

When the sedan chair arrived at the gate of the palace, no one went out to greet him, Mu Liran couldn't help frowning, I don't know what was going on.

With the support of the matchmaker, I walked to the palace, which was full of festive red curtains, but there was no guest in the palace!

If she weren't the bride, she wouldn't have believed that such a bleak environment was actually the scene of a wedding!

Mu Liran was taken to the most remote courtyard of the palace, although this courtyard was clean, but it was also dilapidated, looking at the crumbling door, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, and she was speechless.

It seems that this third princess of Mu Jin Kingdom is not well received.

"Princess, this place is called Qingyuan, and you will live here in the future." Although he called her as the princess, Qi Yuanfeng did not have any respect.

Mu Liran bowed, "Thank you." ”

Qi Yuanfeng snorted, found an excuse to leave, and the people in the palace also left with him.

In front of the door of the small dilapidated house, Mu Liran was left alone.

The cold wind blows, the fallen leaves are scattered, and the festive red color contrasts sharply with the bleak and dilapidated environment, and Mu Liran lifts the hijab and lifts the skirt and steps in.

The Qing Garden was empty except for her, and there was nothing else in the courtyard except for a few necessary pieces of furniture.

Mu Liran's expression was indifferent, she didn't plan to stay here for a long time, so naturally she wouldn't care about the living environment.

It's just that the funniest thing for her is that the original body is so unfortunate that she can't even worship heaven and earth to see the groom.

Qi Yuanfeng took the housekeeper to settle the wooden glass and then went straight to the study, knocked on the door and pushed the door in, and saw a tall figure sitting behind the bookcase, looking at the bookcase with a serious face.

This person is Mu Liran's husband, the protector of the Qin Kingdom, and the Zhan Cangming known as the Lord of Death!

"Lord Wang."

Zhan Cangming bowed his head and asked without raising his head, "How?" ”

"It's all settled, it's just ......"

Zhan Cangming waited for a long time, but he still didn't know what Qi Yuanfeng was talking about, so he couldn't help but ask, "Just how?" ”

Qi Yuanfeng smiled proudly, sat on the chair next to him, crossed his legs, and looked like a hanger, and said, "Your princess is just a little tough." ”

Qi Yuanfeng has followed Zhan Cangming many years ago, went to the battlefield together, and discussed strategies against the enemy, which can be described as a friend of life and death, so Zhan Cangming has never cared about his big or small moves.

"Oh?"

Zhan Cangming raised his eyebrows slightly, and finally looked away from the fold, falling on Qi Yuanfeng's body, his thin lips pursed slightly, as if he didn't intend to speak.

Qi Yuanfeng pursed his lips, thinking of the corpse in that place, he couldn't help but become serious, straightened out his thoughts, and only then told the story of what happened today.