Shen Mushi let go of the copper refining in his hand, Song Qingcheng screamed and rushed towards Song Yue, and suddenly pounced on him and cried hoarsely:

"Brother, don't die! Even if you treat me like this, I don't hate you! I know you were forced by your father! We are all forced! Please don't die! Brother! Brother! ”

Regarding Song Yue's death, except for Chu Weibing's indifference, the people present were even a little happy. The North Vietnamese soldiers were all moved, and their faces were both sad and surprised.

The princess has been insulted by her father and brother for many years, but she has no hatred in her heart.

Although she is a daughter, her broad heart is more suitable than her brother to sit on the throne of the prince of North Vietnam.

Song Yue's knife was extremely heavy, and he cut his trachea at once.

He looked at Song Qingcheng angrily, at such a close distance, in addition to reflecting his own face in his sister's eyes, there was also strong hatred.

He wanted to yell and tell everyone that she was a poisonous woman! She's acting!

It's a pity that his vocal cords were cut off by himself and he couldn't speak at all.

Unfortunately, his vocal cords were cut by himself, and he was completely unable to speak.

Song Chengcheng leaned over Song Yue's ear, as if listening to his last words.

She looked sad, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking her head, and at the end, she suddenly cried out loudly: "How can I, how can I take on the responsibility of the prince!" North Vietnam has never had a female emperor!"

As soon as her words fell, everyone was shocked!

Only Shen Mushi's face was indifferent, and he watched her act quietly.

The North Vietnamese soldiers began to stir again, shouting one after another:

"My subordinates are willing to follow the princess! Helping you get to the top! “

"My subordinates are willing to follow the princess! Helping you get to the top! “

"My subordinates are willing to follow the princess!"

"My subordinates are willing too!"

The desired effect was easily achieved, the corners of Song Tingcheng's mouth curled slightly, and his mouth opened lightly: "Brother, thank you for ....... fulfillment."

As if thinking of something, she lowered her head and added another sentence in Song Yue's ear:

"Oh, and besides, in fact, you weren't poisoned at all, all of this was just Mu Lang's calculations. Even if you live tens of millions of times, you can't compare to Shen Mushi! On Huangquan Road, walk slowly all the way ......"

Song Yue learned the truth before he died, and his eyes bulged out with gushing blood.

Although the person was out of breath, those eyes were still staring at Song Qingcheng, and there was deep resentment in them, showing that he was blind to death.

The Chu Wei army left Beijing on the 37th.

The scouts who were exploring the way ahead came to report, and a team of men and horses with a large amount of food and winter clothes were sweeping from the south to the path to join the army.

Liu Qi was shocked, and secretly guessed that it was a big man in Shangjing who was so capable that he could order Chu Wei's first dart game to serve the imperial court!

Mr. Lin turned over and dismounted, and when he saw Shen Mushi for the first time, his eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

The master turned out to be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

The two tacitly pretended not to know each other, and Lin Darttou was also smart, so he didn't talk much nonsense, but he came to deliver food on the orders of the prince.

With so much more food and soldiers and horses all of a sudden, Liu Qi naturally has no opinion, he will know sooner or later what the master asked him to know, and he won't ask more if he shouldn't know.

This is the rule of officialdom, and it is also an unwritten habit on the battlefield.

The army rested for ten days, and Shen Mushi ordered someone to count the number of the North Vietnamese army, and there were about a few hundred people left, and more than 100 war horses.

After thinking about it for a while, Shen Mushi decided to sell a favor to North Vietnam, and gave Song Qingcheng more than half of the grain and grass sent by the Gang Dart Bureau, asking her to return to North Vietnam immediately with these soldiers.

Liu Qi was slightly uneasy, although he was glad that his master was not a cruel person, not only let the enemy army go, but also gave food to prevent starvation.

But this move is too merciful, and it is tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain.

Besides, this Song Chengcheng already has the ambition to be the empress, if she is not eliminated now, it will become a big disaster in the future.

Even if she promised in her account that if she became empress in the future, Beiyue would form an alliance with Chu Wei and never come to attack.

However, this woman is scheming and ruthless, can she be believed?

The scene of the death of the prince of Beiyue is vivid, and Liu Qi is full of doubts but doesn't know how to ask.

On the day Song Yue committed suicide, Shen Mushi walked to Song Qingcheng's side and lightly ordered: "Follow me into the camp account." “

"Princess, never! Prince Chu Wei is uneasy and kind to you! You can't go! “

A North Vietnamese soldier shouted with a stiff neck, fearing that his new master would be insulted.

"Don't worry! Prince Chu Wei has never touched me. Moreover, he already has a beloved crown princess, so he won't do anything to me. “

Song Tingcheng turned around and raised a sad smile, but the expression that was more ugly than crying made the North Vietnamese soldiers more worried and worried.

As soon as Song Qingcheng entered the account, Shen Mushi couldn't help but ask coldly, "You hate your brother so much?" Even if he is going to die, he has to lie once, the soul on the Huangquan Road is restless, aren't you afraid that he will come to you at night? ”

"I don't have such a brother in Song Chengcheng! He has played with me for so many years, knowing that I am in pain but never helping me, and insulting me with my father! If he had knowledge, he shouldn't have hated me! If you want to find it, go to your father, don't come to me! “

Song Qingcheng gritted his teeth, eager to cut these two people with a thousand knives.

Shen Mushi couldn't deny it, and raised his sword to cut off the shackles on Song Chengcheng's feet.

The man's face was calm, and his voice was even more warm: "From now on, you have a dead soldier who is loyal to you, and you will no longer be bullied." In the future, I will fulfill my promise to help you ascend to the throne of North Vietnam. ”

Song Qingcheng raised a smile, his face was still delicate, but his throat was choked for no reason.

She was obsessed with her inner feelings, and still asked unrelentingly: "Why are you so good to me?" ”

"I regret not saving you in the first place."

Shen Mushi spoke indifferently, turned around and handed her a clean riding suit.

"Only regrets, no heartbeats?"

Song Qingcheng couldn't help but grab Shen Mushi's hand, his face was full of eagerness.

Yesterday, he broke into the handsome tent of North Vietnam in a snow-white fox, and killed the North Vietnamese soldiers on her body with a knife, his posture was so sassy, and his voice was so warm:

"Didn't you want me to save you? I'm here to save you. ”

Song Qingcheng's heart was broken on the spot, and the grievances were broken happily.

A man's words can break a woman's heart, but Shen Mushi's words make her heartbroken and happy.

She cried bitterly with tears in her eyes, and yelled at Shen Mushi sadly: "Why did you come now!" Why! Did you know it, it's too late, it's too late! I'm doomed! ”

The man's cold eyes looked at Song Tilting indifferently, cold like a statue, but despite this, his voice without any emotion still made her love crazy:

"This world is the jungle. If you want to control your own destiny, you can only do your best to become the emperor, and only when you are in a high position can you do whatever you want, and you can kill those who have insulted you. ”

"However, North Vietnam has never had a female emperor......"

Song Qingcheng muttered to himself, shocked by Shen Mushi's words, and completely forgot to cry.

"You can be the first. Don't be afraid, I'll help you. ”

Shen Mushi grabbed the woman's hand and stuffed a pill into her palm.

"What is this?"

Song Qingcheng flipped over his palm and looked at the red pill in confusion.

"Antidote."

Shen Mushi glanced at the surrounding furnishings, picked up the copper kettle and handed it to Song Qingcheng, and then said to her expressionlessly: "I poisoned your brother, if you want to escape the fate of being insulted and trampled on, I can help you, as long as you accompany me to play a play." ”

Song Qingcheng took the copper kettle without hesitation, took a sip of water first, and then swallowed the pill.

After that, things went very well, she won people's hearts, killed Song Yue, pretended to be weak and helpless, her acting skills were superb and she did not show the slightest hint of horse's feet, and deceived all the North Vietnamese troops step by step.

Song Tingcheng was in the play, but he was secretly frightened of Shen Mu's ability, this person is thoughtful, and he is like a god, how can North Vietnam be the enemy?

With such a man, she must find a way to get in touch with him.

Even those who cannot get him must not be enemies of him.

Just when Song Qingcheng was about to give his whole heart to Shen Mu, the man finally opened his mouth, but his opening once again hurt her body:

"I just pity you and don't mean anything else. I already have someone in my heart, you have seen this person. Besides, you don't love men, do you? “

Song Qingcheng's tears burst out of his eyes in an instant.

It's not that she doesn't love men, but that men bully her and lie to her.

There are thousands of men in the world, but only one Shen Mushi said to her: "Have pity on you." ”

Although he already has someone in his heart, this is enough......

"Mu Lang, thank you."

Song Qingcheng turned over and got on the horse, and looked at Shen Mushi, who had been replaced by a sable, with a light smile.

Liu Qi naturally didn't know that the princess of North Vietnam and his own prince had reached an agreement, and stared at the North Vietnamese soldiers who were about to leave the camp after they were ready, his heart was like a stalk, and he couldn't sit still, and he wanted to disobey the military order and kill all these North Vietnamese.

"Don't thank you too early, when you are gone for half an hour, I will still send a thousand horsemen to chase you, you have to flee faster, the sword is not long-eyed, if you die, I don't care."

Shen Mushi raised his eyebrows, still coldly rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Liu Qi on the side was full of black lines, and he became more and more puzzled: His Royal Highness let people go, and now he says that he wants to chase and kill, what kind of play is this?

Although the stomach was full of questions, Liu Qi's face did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

"Don't worry, I'll run fast."

Song Qingcheng suddenly bent down and wanted to kiss Shen Mushi's side face.

The man ducked back nimbly, perfectly avoiding her lips.

"Nasty! Won't even give me a kiss! I really envy your crown princess. ”

Song Qingcheng was coquettish, pulled up the reins and turned the horse's head, clamped the horse's belly and blew a sharp whistle.

When the North Vietnamese heard the code, they rode their horses north after her.

Shen Mushi looked at the dust raised by the horse's hooves, and his side face was like a statue.

Under the reflection of the winter sun, the resolute and awe-inspiring but hidden a trace of gentle mercy like a god and Buddha.

It wasn't until Song Qingcheng's men and horses completely disappeared into the horizon that Shen Mushi turned around and returned to the camp.

glanced at Liu Qi, who was about to explode, and smiled indifferently: "Ask now." ”

"Your Highness, Wei Chen doesn't understand, why do you want to help that Beiyue princess? Raising tigers is a taboo for soldiers. ”

Liu Qi frowned, completely unable to understand what the prince wanted to indulge in this time.