Bai Xiaochang is indeed sad, her mission goal ran to the border, but she can't go with him, seeing that the completion of the task is far away, can she not be sad?

The army led by Ye Ling set off in a majestic manner, while Bai Xiao often stayed in the palace to recuperate and practice.

Three months later, the border fighting escalated again, and the army led by King Jing'an was defeated several times and suffered heavy casualties.

In addition, the army was short of food, the defensive front retreated many times, and several important cities were occupied by the enemy.

Bai Xiao often heard these news in the mansion, and was so angry that he grinded his teeth, according to what Liang Bo said, the enemy is just some young and vigorous hairy boys, but King Jing'an is experienced in a hundred battles, and his army is a calm and experienced veteran, how can he lose?

And every time the enemy seems to know their plan of action, and every time they can win narrowly.

King Jing'an also investigated for traitors in the army, and the few found committed suicide by taking poison, but after that, they still lost all battles, but they could no longer find traitors.

What's even more infuriating is that every time there is a war, Ye Ling has a plan or participation, needless to say, Ye Ling must be a ghost.

Thinking of the things he found from the Three Princes' Mansion in the past three months, as well as the conversation he heard before, Bai Xiaochang leaked a gloomy smile, and the dragon and lion who was eating next to him also shuddered.

The host was horrible.

It was night, and the palace was dark, and it seemed as calm as ever.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and an arrow was firmly inserted into Bai Xiaochang's bed, only a few centimeters away from her head.

She quickly got out of bed and hid in a corner.

With a "whoosh", a second arrow hit where she had just been lying.

Immediately afterward, a rain of arrows shot into the room.

Everything in the room was shot through, the vase fell to the ground, and the curtain was torn through the hanging curtain.

Bai Xiaochang looked at the scene in front of her coldly, if she hadn't dodged in time just now, she would have become a hedgehog by now.

The killing intent in her eyes became stronger and stronger, Ye Ling, wait for her!

"Where did the assassin come from, he dared to attack the little princess!"

The last arrow shot in, and Bai Xiaochang screamed cooperatively: "Ah! ”

That scream was really good, with helplessness and fear, Bai Xiaochang was always impressed by his acting skills.

Then there is the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

I only heard Liang Bo outside roaring angrily, and then the sound of the fight outside gradually became smaller, and finally disappeared.

Liang Bo rushed in, stood at the door for a long time, and then said again: "Princess! ”

Uncle Liang, your acting skills are better than that of a princess!

Liang Bo behaved like a hesitant and indignant, this acting skill is amazing.

The next day, there was news in the Jing'an Palace, that the little princess had been assassinated and died unexpectedly.

Bai Xiao often sat in Uncle Liang's room, watching his plan go on step by step with satisfaction.

She was bored and went to visit the Three Princes' Mansion that day, and happened to hear the Three Princes' subordinates assembled, so she heard his assassination plan, pretended to be dead, and then ......

"Uncle Liang, help me send a message to my father, saying that I'm fine, don't worry." Bai Xiaochang packed his luggage and left with the little beast.

According to what Bai Xiao often said, Liang Bo wrote down the matter completely, and then flew the pigeon to pass the book.

Watching the carrier pigeon fly to the border, Liang Bo sighed with relief: "The little princess has grown up, and this small palace can't hold her up." ”

Just when Bai Xiaochang rushed to the border with the dragon and lion non-stop, the news of Princess Jingxiao's assassination also spread to the barracks.

Ye Ling, who had already received the internal report and knew that Jing Xiao was dead, couldn't help laughing, and her heart was very happy.

When he saw that King Jing'an looked like he was ten years old, he was even more happy, but he didn't dare to show it.