Ziqi looked at Xibao, her eyes were full of her figure, "Bao, I hope this moment will not be lost, so keep it like this, and don't even let the sun go down." ”

Xibao suddenly smiled, maybe she didn't understand, maybe she understood but pretended not to understand, "Ziqi, are you crazy?" If the sun doesn't go down, how can there be tomorrow? ”

"Tomorrow?" Ziqi shook his head slowly, "No, I don't want tomorrow, I just want today, just this moment." ”

Ziqi ...... You're so stupid. Xibao looked at the other party's obsessive look, his smile quietly retracted, and a kind of sadness appeared in his eyes.

Zi Qi was such a sensitive and sensual person, and he quickly noticed that Xi Bao's smile froze and disappeared, "Ah Bao, are you looking forward to tomorrow?" ”

"Of course." Hee-bo's gaze wandered away from him, casting it into the distant sky, as if he could see a certain point, "Only tomorrow will be better." ”

"Will it?" Ziqi lowered her eyes, her gaze was cast on the calm and indifferent lake, a little lost, "Today is still not good enough for you, is it?" ”

"Not really. It's just ......" Xibao looked into the distance, paused for a moment, and tightened his expression, "There are still many things waiting for me to do." ”

Ziqi looked at her, still the same face as before, but there was an indescribable strangeness.

Once she was a secluded princess, he thought he saw more than she did, but now that she had been through so much that he hadn't, she saw things he hadn't seen.

In fact, Ziqi's heart didn't know whether they were close or far.

"I know. You want to save your father, you want revenge! ”

"I just want to do what I can."

The rays of the setting sun reflected through the water and back to Xibao's eyes, and the bottom of her eyes was dark red, as if she had taken her back to the sea of blood that day. She closed her eyes and spoke in a low and awe-inspiring voice, "Although the country is dead, the responsibility is still there." Those who have died, have not closed their eyes yet. ”

Ziqi raised her head and looked into the distance.

He said, "Bao, don't worry. I'll help you! ”

Xibao tilted his head, a little noncommittal, "Are you sure?" ”

Zi Qi didn't look at Xibao's eyes, just looked at the red glow in the sky and nodded, "I promised you before, I won't lose my word." ”

"......" Xibao didn't speak, but just withdrew his gaze with a complicated expression, both worried and contradictory.

"Don't worry." Zi Qi saw through her thoughts at a glance, and said with a smile, "Don't look at my leisurely appearance, but Murong Chong's head, I will definitely bring it to you!" ”

Xibao raised the corners of his mouth, looking a little relieved.

She had always wondered if she had made the decision to let Ziqi go into this troubled water. After all, he wasn't suited to do these things, and ...... I can't repay him anything.

After a brief moment of silence, another person appeared in Xibao's mind.

In his memory, he has a beautiful and handsome face, a graceful demeanor, and there is always a gloomy meaning between his charming eyebrows. His smile is bright, but it still gives people the feeling of living in darkness, he is evil, and he is also bloodthirsty and cruel.

"What kind of person is Murong Chong?" When it comes to the titular husband, Xibao is a little dazed.

She had never known him, never loved him, and even after knowing that she was his fiancée, she did not put her mind into him. It's not a good idea to think that I'm not a good wife, but that's not a good thing.

"I believe he liked Sister Wenjin, but why is he so cruel? He kills people...... "Hee-bo shuddered at the thought of the form of those corpses," and he was also the ultimate executioner. ”

"Because there is no love in his heart." Ziqi had also seen those corpses, but she didn't hate him. Speaking of Murong Chong, Zi Qi just showed an extremely regretful and pathetic look, "He doesn't know how to love someone, let alone what warmth is?" No one has taught him this, and he will not be in the future. ”

Xibao sighed softly, "How can there be a person who has never been loved in his life?" ”

Ziqi showed a wry smile, "Murong Chong is now the king of Jibei, but I heard that even they are reluctant to accept him. ”

"Why?" Xibao was a little surprised, "At least he didn't feel sorry for Dayan." ”

"Murong Chong has an elder brother who has been favored since he was a child, and his mother is also the favorite concubine of King Yan." Zi Qi indifferently said a past, for people in the deep palace, this is already a cliché. If someone is favored, someone is destined to be left out in the cold," Murong Chong was not so lucky, he was never looked down upon by King Yan as soon as he was born. Therefore, when the Yan Kingdom was destroyed, Murong Chong became a hostage. ”

"Hostages?" Xibao muttered.

Children born at the top must not only be absolutely excellent, but also have excellent luck. Otherwise, it hurts to even gasp.

"I've heard a rumor about Murong Chong and my father'......" Xibao said as his voice suddenly lowered, his face a little embarrassed.

Zi Qi had already guessed what she was saying, nodded, and affirmed, "It's true!" ”

Although I was mentally prepared, I was a little surprised to hear such an answer. Hee-po opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Murong Chong also has an older sister, who is Princess Qinghe, slim and beautiful. After Emperor Fu Jian destroyed Yan, he accepted her as a concubine, and she was still very favored in the palace at that time. And Emperor Fu Jian soon found the handsome Murong Chong again, so he pampered him together. Ziqi was a few years older, and he had already started to walk around with his father at that time, and he still remembered many things clearly.

Zi Qi looked at Xibao and smiled bitterly, and continued, "You were still young at that time, so you don't know how much they spoiled you at that time. Even the people outside the palace are singing 'one female after another, both flying into the Purple Palace'. It wasn't until the powerful minister Wang Meng swore to persuade him to the death that Emperor Fu Jian let Murong Chong go. And when Murong Chong was pampered, he was only twelve years old! ”

Xibao couldn't help but clench the reins.

Twelve years old...... At such a young age, he has already endured so much.

It became a stain on him for the rest of his life. Although he is now full of intelligence, brave and good at fighting, and shedding blood for the recovery of the Yan Kingdom, no one in the Yan Kingdom will recognize him. Ziqi sighed heavily with pity, and even blamed the injustice of fate, "No Yan Kingdom warrior will follow a person with a cheap past to be born and die." ”

"Come to think of it, no one has ever looked at him." Hee-po lowered his head, looked at the reflection in the water, and thought of his past self, "This is indeed very painful. ”

"That's his life, right? Maybe he was born for the Yan Kingdom and died for the Yan Kingdom. Ziqi restrained his expression, there are too many innocent victims in this world, and there are too many to sympathize.