It's not that she didn't want to use this body to achieve her goals, but she just couldn't.

No matter how hard she and her sister lived in that life, she never thought of betraying herself, because she believed that with her own efforts, she would definitely let her sister live a good life with her, but now she saw no hope here.

In this chaotic era of constant chaos, in this dark era, the fall of a dynasty is not overnight, its revival is to step on the happiness and blood of countless generations, and she is simply unable to bear such a heavy burden, let alone decide for others

。

She clearly understands that she is not Shih Tzu, and she can't recast her own country by stepping on the bones of a country.

Now she's completely lost.

Her long silence greatly aroused Xuanyuan Yi's dissatisfaction, and he coldly withdrew his gaze and stopped talking.

A suffocating silence spread through the tent.

Suddenly, an indescribable cry broke through the air sharply, which made Mu Bingyue, who had been in a sharp turmoil all day, startled up from the bed in an instant, and she jumped out of bed and rushed out.

Xuanyuan Yi sat up from the bed lazily, the purple gold crown lost the restraint of the hairpin, and slid down on the couch, and the long black hair was wildly scattered on the back of the purple gold armor.

Rushing outside the tent, Mu Bingyue saw a ragged woman running barefoot on the cold snow, and several men who were also disheveled chased after her.

Every time the woman was caught up by someone behind her, she would bite the man who was holding her in a frenzy, and then let out a terrible scream and continue to run forward.

When she saw that the woman who seemed to be a madman was Concubine Ying, Mu Bingyue's string of reason suddenly broke.

Ying Concubine screamed constantly, whenever anyone approached her, she kicked and beat him like a great enemy, and the surrounding soldiers saw Xuanyuan Yi come out and converged a lot, silently surrounding, no one approached Ying Concubine.

Mu Bingyue looked at the shocking purple bruises on Concubine Ying's body in shock, and she couldn't help but tremble with angry anger.

As she started to rush towards Ying Concubine, Xuanyuan Yi grabbed her wrist.

Mu Bingyue turned her head suddenly, the resentment and hatred in her eyes made Xuanyuan Yi frown, and after silently looking at each other, he finally chose to let go of her hand.

Without a pause, Mu Bingyue stepped forward quickly and hugged Ying Concubine tightly from behind, no matter how Ying Concubine kicked and beaten, her thin body hugged her firmly, "Shh...... Hush...... It's okay...... It's okay...... It's all right......"

In Mu Bingyue's continuous quiet coaxing voice, Ying Concubine's struggling attack slowly stopped, and her soulless eyes stared blankly ahead.

Mu Bingyue bit her lip tightly, and her tears still flowed uncontrollably.

Mu Bingyue's voice seemed to awaken a trace of Ying Concubine's remaining reason, and she began to cry bitterly, "I want to go home, I want to go home." ”

"Okay, let's go home, let's go home." A touch of blood red rippled between her lips, and Mu Bingyue choked to comfort Concubine Ying.

Concubine Ying's voice gradually weakened, and a serene smile appeared on her pale face.

A trace of uneasiness hit Mu Bingyue's heart, and she watched Concubine Ying's pupils begin to dilate, and the void of losing her life made Mu Bingyue cry out loud and bitter anymore.

This is the first time that Mu Bingyue has faced the withering of a life since she came to this world, and this huge impact has made her, who has just accepted the reality, unable to bear the complete defeat.

In this tragic situation, she was in pain and could not breathe.

The cruel reality made the world in front of Mu Bingyue's eyes fall apart, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and she fell to the snow exhausted.

And this time, Mu Bingyue lost her previous strength, and she was frequently impacted, and she fell ill on the bed

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The high fever did not go away for days, which made Mu Bingyue on the sickbed lose weight rapidly, and the sharp arc became more and more shocking.

And Xuanyuan Yi is like a trapped beast imprisoned in an iron cage, constantly roaring and roaring every day to vent the anger and fear in his heart.

However, God did not let Mu Bingyue get relief so easily, under Xuanyuan Yi's high pressure, Mu Bingyue, who had been burning for three days and three nights, was finally pulled back from the Ghost Gate by a bunch of military doctors who were afraid that their lives would be in danger.

After waking up, Mu Bingyue didn't say a word, and Ren Xuanyuan refused to take medicine no matter how much he threatened and persecuted.

In the face of uncooperative patients, all the military doctors were helpless, although Mu Bingyue woke up, her condition was extremely unstable, and her body was already weak, and any minor illness was very likely to take her life.

But looking at Mu Bingyue's bent desire to die, Xuanyuan Yi had some scruples because the military doctor said that Mu Bingyue could no longer be stimulated, and he never dared to be too tough.

Looking at Mu Bingyue who was dying on the couch, Xuanyuan Yi looked at her with a frustrated and low attitude, "How can you take medicine?" ”

Mu Bingyue still ignored it.

"Just a slave, worthy of your fight with me?" Mu Bingyue's indifferent attitude made Xuanyuan Yi's voice vicious again.

Mu Bingyue didn't want to pay attention to him, but she didn't even have the strength to turn over after she hadn't eaten water for a long time.

Seeing that lowering his head couldn't get her response, Xuanyuan Yi became furious.

He walked around the tent a few times in a frenzy, and then shouted at the cowering military doctors, "Go and boil the medicine again." ”

Then he came to the side of the bed with a furious face, "You are spitting out the medicine, and I will wash the red flame in blood, and let them all bury you with you." ”

"It's better to live than to die, it's better to be liberated early." Mu Bingyue spoke coldly, and the cold voice was even colder than the snow outside the tent.

"Want to be free?" Xuanyuan Yi sneered, his dark eyes narrowed dangerously, "It's not that easy. ”

After finishing speaking, Xuanyuan Yi walked out of the big tent with a gloomy face.

Not long after Xuanyuan Yi left, Mu Bingyue heard a noise outside the tent, mixed with the terrifying shouts of a woman.

Mu Bingyue's eyelids suddenly jumped wildly, and the sharp cry for help drilled into her mind like a chainsaw, grinding her fragile god little by little.

A layer of fear welled up in the depths of her heart, and she struggled to sit up and let the maid help her outside.

The blizzard on her head swarmed towards her with a bone-piercing cold wind, Mu Bingyue walked forward with difficulty, and when she saw several women who were tied up by five flowers and tied to the middle of each of the five horses, her whole person seemed to be bombarded by five thunders, and the huge roar exploded in her ears.

She looked at those people in disbelief, and an angry resentment rose from the bottom of her heart, and she didn't know where the strength came from, and she pushed the two maids who were holding her away.

While the cavalry controlled the restless horses under him and waited for Xuanyuan Yi's instructions, Mu Bingyue stumbled all the way to the horses and knelt down.