Chapter 318: Counting each other
In the suburbs, Prince Rong and Yue Luo fled with more than a dozen guards.
The two sat in the carriage, staring at each other, their faces full of unwillingness and resentment.
Yue Luo's eyes flashed with hatred, her hands clenched into fists, and her body swayed with the carriage, "Uncle Wang, you are so old, why did you believe that unlucky ghost of Yunhe?" Now that Xiyue and the Southern Jin Dynasty have completely broken up, it is completely impossible for me and Chu Yi, this is all thanks to you. ”
Prince Rong squinted at her, and spoke unceremoniously, "You still fantasize about flying with Chu Yi?" People don't look down on you at all, he is tired of his princess, and you think that without yesterday's incident, the Southern Jin Dynasty would not have broken with Xiyue? This is the end of the day you were kicked out of the Nine Kings' Mansion! ”
Yue Luo was so angry that she jumped up from her seat, pointed at Prince Rong for a long time and didn't squeeze out a word, she paced back and forth in the carriage for a few steps, and kicked her right foot violently, kicking Prince Rong's robe.
"How could our Yue family have a stupid prince like you? What a shame to throw at home? The tens of thousands of soldiers and horses brought with him have come and gone, not to mention, and let the emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty target us, it is really impossible to steal chickens and rice! ”
Prince Rong looked at her amusedly, "You said that your wisdom and beauty are a lot worse than those nine princesses, and you are still daydreaming, is it Chu Yunxuan who can call the shots in the Southern Jin Dynasty?" It's all him, Chu Yi! You have Gu in his body and harmed his beloved, this beam has already been formed, and now we are still thinking about how to protect ourselves, right? ”
Yue Luo was stunned, she didn't know, but she was not willing to die until the heart of the Yellow River did not die.
She wants to catch Luo Li and use her heart's blood to transform the Gu worm, he wants Chu Yi to stay away from her because he can't stand the heart-devouring pain, what she can't get, others don't think, if others can get it, but she can't get it, then she would rather destroy it.
She sat back in her chair, looked at the pouring rain outside, and muttered, "How can we protect ourselves?" If Chu Yi leads his army to attack Western Vietnam, are we sure of victory? ”
Prince Rong closed his eyes and said coldly, "I'm not sure, I don't have a point, so after the princess goes back, she still discusses with your father Wang Haosheng, how to cooperate with Beiming, right?" ”
"The North Underworld? Ling Mo? ”
"The power of the Northern Underworld was originally on a par with us, but after this incident, we are a little inferior, and people may still disdain to cooperate with us!"
Yue Luo gradually calmed down, "Father asked you to catch the crown prince of the Northern Underworld Dynasty just so that you could cooperate with them?" ”
Since it is the prince of the previous dynasty, Beiming should want to get rid of it, what can they do if they are caught? That kid didn't have the capital to be a hostage at all.
Could it be that there are other secrets in him? She glanced at Prince Rong and thought that he should not be clear, so she suppressed the doubts in her heart and stopped speaking.
The carriage jolted rapidly in the rain, and even though no one was chasing after them, they fled for their lives.
The sky was dim and dark, and the dark clouds seemed to be overhead, when suddenly a lightning bolt pierced the sky, and thunder seemed to rise from the ground.
The horse let out a long whistle, and then the carriage came to an abrupt halt, and Yue Luo fell forward with an unsteady center of gravity, her headdress was disorganized, and she looked out in panic through the wind-blown curtains.
Prince Rong also noticed that something was wrong, opened the curtain and walked out of the carriage, and when he saw a team of people standing in the rain in front of him, his eyes flashed with surprise.
At the head were two women, each holding an umbrella, their dresses fluttering in the wind, and their cold eyes were so familiar.