"Hee-Po, Hee-Po." Ziqi ran over like crazy and hugged Xibao into his arms, "Great, great, I finally found you, I thought it was ......"

Ziqi pressed Xibao's shoulder and swallowed back the words that followed.

He was so lucky to have this moment.

"But......" Xibao lay on Ziqi's broad, warm shoulder, tears streaming uncontrollably, "But, they're gone." I may never see them again. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and ......"

Xibao kept choking, and she was like a child, lying on Ziqi's shoulder, crying.

Not far away, Wen Jin watched them stand in their arms, watching them be so pure and immaculate, watching them find what they wanted......

Wen Jin raised his face in the dim red sunset, looking up at the endless sky, not letting the tears fall from his eyes.

Ziqi pulled Xibao and asked her a lot about the situation, asking her if she was hurt, Xibao answered one by one, asked a few more words, and tears flowed again.

When people are most helpless, how lucky it is to have someone who can come to you to ward off the cold and warmth.

Sima Yuanxian and his subordinates said a few words of advice, and walked towards Wenjin, "What are you in a daze, let's go." ”

Wen Jin retracted his gaze from the distant sky, his eyes were dark, and he didn't speak, but followed.

"Wait a minute." When Xibao heard Sima Yuanxian's voice, he immediately rushed forward and pulled Wen Jin to the side.

Without the excitement at the beginning, Xibao's tone was much gentler, "Sister Wenjin, are you really going to the Southern Dynasty?" Things don't have to be better there, at least...... At least there's me here. ”

Wen Jin sighed secretly, and didn't even want to give Xibao a look, "But...... There's no me here anymore. ”

"Sister, those ...... It's all going to pass. ”

No, it won't work.

Those will become the deepest imprint, engraved in Wen Jin's heart, and become her eternal pain.

"Don't leave me alone." Wen Jin's voice was as soft as smoke, like a distant wind that could not shake.

"Wen Jin, what are you ......" Zi Qi was surprised when she listened to their conversation, sorted out her thoughts, vaguely guessed something, and hurriedly said, "Wen Jin, you can't do this, you will ruin yourself." ”

Wen Jin didn't answer, nor did he look at him, just stared into the distance, listening to the words of the old man, and kept tears of sadness. Ultimately...... She closed her eyes anyway and took that step.

"Sister Wenjin, you will always be the most beautiful princess in our northern country." Hee-po called out at Wen Jin's back, tears streaming down her eyes - this was her only sister who was still alive.

Shang Yang, Fu Lian, Prince, Wen Jin...... Those brothers and sisters with different personalities, each with their own love and hate, were all consumed by the flames of war.

And the living are also riddled with holes.

Xibao watched Wen Jin resolutely board the carriage and slammed the door shut. The moment the carriage was driving, Xibao suddenly broke down emotionally, and shouted at the departing carriage, "I will take revenge, I will definitely take revenge, I will kill Murong Chong and worship Chang'an with his head!" If you get the news, you must come back. ”

There was no response to be seen outside the carriage, but the hidden cries in the carriage were constantly muffled by the jolting.

It was the pain, the pain of pride and self-esteem being broken and trampled on.

Sima Yuanxian sat on horseback, listening to their joys and sorrows, but instead raised the corners of his mouth proudly.

After the carriage walked away, Ziqi took out a handkerchief and wiped away Xibao's tears.

Now that she is the princess of the dead country, and he has become a prince instead, some words suddenly become unspeakable.

"Hee-Po ......"

A thousand words can only be gathered into her name and gently called.

"I don't know what Sima Yuanxian will do to her?" Hee-Po turned around, worried. "That man, he doesn't care about her life or death, to put it bluntly, no matter how much temptation he seduces, it's just to make better use of it."

The substantive conclusion made Ziqi frown slightly, and couldn't help asking, "Did he save you?" ”

Xibao looked in the direction of the carriage getting farther and farther away, and nodded slowly.

"Did he ask you to do anything?" Ziqi asked Xibao a little anxiously.

The young man had only been dealing with him for half a day, but during this time, he could feel his fierceness, deep wisdom.

"Did he do anything to hurt you?" Seeing that Xibao didn't answer, Ziqi asked again, her eyes constantly moving around her, for fear that she would be hurt.

Xibao's lips opened slightly, but in the end, he still didn't speak. She chose to hide it, and she chose to hide it from the people who cherished her the most in the world.

"I'm fine, he didn't take advantage of me." Xibao lowered his head, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Did he tell you anything?" ”

Ziqi thought about the affairs of the Northern Fu and Southern Dynasties, and secretly guessed that Sima Yuanxian might really just be using himself to save Xibao.

Considering that those are political affairs, I won't talk more about Xibao.

"It's nothing, he's a politician, he just wants to contact the relationship between the Southern Dynasty and the Northern Fu and give himself a credit."

The carriage had disappeared at the end of the road, and Xibao looked sad and glanced at Ziqi a little helplessly, but quickly withdrew his eyes and walked towards Fenghuang, who was waiting on the side of the road.

"Hee-Po." Ziqi grabbed her and said softly, "Where are you going?" ”

Xibao's eyes were gloomy, looking into the distance, "Since I have lost my country, I naturally call the world home." Your Highness, rest assured, I will take care of myself. ”

The word His Royal Highness deeply pierced Ziqi's heart, "Xibao, I, I ......"

"You don't have to feel embarrassed, at least you've saved a lot of people. Moreover, I think you must be a good highness who loves the people. ”

"But Xibao ......" Ziqi gently held Xibao's arm, her eyes were gentle and sad in the sunset, "I don't care about any noble status, I only care about your ......"

“……”

"You may think it's too late for me to say this, but that's what I really think."

Xibao looked at Ziqi, who was extremely serious, and said softly and indifferently, "Then why didn't you say it earlier." ”

Ziqi let herself fall back, her eyebrows lowered, "When you first wanted to say it, you already had Tuoba. I thought you would be together. ”

Tuobaja ......

yes, Tuoba, she thought they would be together, too. It's a pity that providence makes people, and such a flying gentleman will die under the knife of the rebellious ministers and thieves.

She wants revenge, she must take revenge.

Prince, Tuobaju...... She wouldn't let these people die in vain.

Ziqi closed her eyes and seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage, "Xibao, stay and let me take care of you." I'm not going to give you up to anyone anymore, and no one is going to hurt you anymore, Xibao. ”