A few years have passed, she is more delicate and moving than when she was a child, and the heroic posture between her eyebrows that is difficult to hide is different from other delicate women, just like a fierce plum in the cold winter wax moon, beautiful and tough, taste it carefully, so dark and quiet, and so different.

He, finally, saw her again.

As if sensing Murong Hong's strong gaze, Song Ling turned his face away and didn't look at him.

At this time, Han Yan and Duan Sui also sat down one after another, and Duan Sui looked around, his worried eyes turned to Song Ling, as if he was worried about her injury.

Song Ling turned her face to look and nodded to indicate that her injuries were fine, and at this time, she happened to see a woman's hot gaze, which was directed at the man beside her.

I saw that her hair was only curled into a simple and neat beauty bun, and there were no other bead hairpin decorations on the bun, and the whole person was heroic and cool, without the pretentiousness of Miss Qianjin.

She should be Gao Gai's daughter, Gao Ruqing.

Song Ling couldn't help but look at Murong Chong beside him, with a little inexplicable jealousy, he seemed to have a sense in his heart, and he happened to look back at her, his affectionate gaze still seemed to be unable to tolerate other women. In the face of his doting gaze, she actually smiled like a child, and the displeasure just now was swept away.

It's just that the two of them were too focused to notice the loss and unwillingness that flashed in the eyes of the woman on the other side.

After a night of staggering, Murong Yue just said that some soldiers had worked hard, and Song Ling had no intention of listening. She knew very well that this was only a temporary period of stability, and when the strength of the Qin State was adjusted, they still had a lot of hard battles to fight.

After three rounds of drinking, and when the banquet was approaching, King Anfeng suddenly became interested out of nowhere, and actually said to Murong Chong, "King Zhongshan, this king heard that the princess of Qin and Yang Ding are in your hands, you have lost troops along the way, why don't you pull these two Qin nobles out to have fun, so that our Dayan soldiers can vent their anger......

As soon as King An Feng's words came out, echoing voices from below, most of Murong Hong's subordinates applauded, and everyone's hatred for the Qin State had already skyrocketed. On Yang Ding alone, I don't know how many soldiers Da Yan slaughtered. Princess Baojin is the most beloved daughter of Qin King Fu Jian, and Yang Ding is one of Fu Jian's most important generals.

Murong Chong was stunned for a moment, although his face still had the expression of joy and anger that had not been seen for a thousand years, but Song Ling saw that there seemed to be a trace of displeasure flashing from his deep eyes, but, only, for a moment.

"Since Uncle Huang and everyone are so interested, come and bring Princess Baojin and Yang Ding!" Instead, he stretched out his long sleeves and raised his hand towards his subordinates.

In a short time, two men and women with messy hair and shackles were brought up, and Princess Baojin's brocade dress was already in tatters, and if it weren't for the delicate and rare fabrics, I really couldn't imagine that the proud woman of the past would end up in such a field.

It is conceivable that although Murong Chong did not make things difficult for them all the way, he did not give them much good treatment.

King Anfeng leaned on the high seat, the eagle's eyes were slightly squinted, he was already slightly drunk, but he ignited a touch of obscene brilliance, and said leisurely, "Today, our Xianbei Yan clan gathered here, this is a great joy, Princess Baojin might as well dance a song to cheer us up!" ”

The crowd laughed, and there were even more presumptuous generals who poured the wine in the cup and poured it on the woman's tattered clothes, which soon reflected the woman's delicate figure.

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Yang Ding rushed forward and protected Baojin behind him, his scarlet eyes were about to erupt into flames.

"What are you coming at me, the princess is noble, it's not something you can blaspheme indiscriminately!" Yang Ding gritted his teeth and roared loudly.

Not to mention Yang Ding, even Song Ling can't stand it anymore, although they are prisoners, they shouldn't be humiliated like this! What's more, it was Princess Baojin who was once held in the palm of her hand by tens of thousands of people, how could she stand it!

Song Ling just wanted to stand up, but was silently pressed down by Murong Chong, and he shook his head at her, indicating that this matter was not something they could manage.

At this time, the embarrassed woman cast a pleading gaze towards Murong Chong, as if hoping that the man she loved deeply would look at the past friendship, say a word for her, and retain the only remaining dignity for her.

But Murong Chong's face was expressionless, as if he deliberately avoided her gaze, and only lowered his head and played with the wine in the cup.

Tears burst out of the woman's eyes and dripped irregularly down her messy hairline on the ground, like the trail of her heartbreak.

Even if she knew that Murong Chong rebelled and confronted her country's subjects, she had never been so desperate and heartbroken as she was at this time.

She really knows now that the brother Chong she loves so much has never loved her in the slightest.

He's just taking advantage of her, all the time, taking advantage of!

"I thought who was screaming from below, it turned out to be Yang Ding, the major general of the Qin State." King An Feng glanced at him disdainfully, "I heard that General Yang is brave and good at fighting, and he has killed many of our Xianbei soldiers, so today is not as good as ......."

"Pick off your tendons and tendons, and see how you fight on the battlefield in the future!" King Anfeng's eyes were horizontal, and his fierce gaze shot at Yang Ding, and he said fiercely.

The Dayan generals present immediately clapped their hands and applauded, and became bloodthirsty and excited, so surging.

These generals of the Yan Kingdom had either fought with Yang Ding, or they had witnessed Yang Ding's attack on Yecheng, and they had already hated him to the core, and they couldn't wait to have such a good opportunity.

Yang Ding's face turned pale, he knew that Murong Yue's words were definitely not drunk jokes. He could feel that his desire to kill him was so strong.

As early as when he fell into the hands of Murong Chong, he expected that he would not end well under this group of Xianbei captives.

He may not be afraid of death.

He turned his face and looked deeply at the woman behind him, with sorrow in his eyes, but if he died, who else could protect her here!

Princess Baojin was already stunned, and her tears cried even more fiercely, tears hung all over her originally delicate face, and the whole person looked so haggard and embarrassed.

I saw her slamming her knees on the ground, and crying loudly towards the banquet where Murong Yue was sitting, "Don't! Don't pick on your brother's tendons! ”

Murong Yue just leaned over and looked at Bao Jin for a long time, a hint of playfulness slid across his face, and quipped, "Is the princess begging me?" ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then her whole head fell suddenly, and she said in humiliation, "I beg you!" ”

"I can let my father retire, my father loves me very much, he will definitely listen to me!"

"I just ask you to let Brother Ding go!"

The arrogant woman who once sat in the palace of the Qin State, squinting her eyes and looking down on all beings, was worshiped by the persecuted royal family of the Yan Kingdom, even including the Yan Emperor Murong.

And now, she is alone, and she wants to grovel and beg to the prince of a dead country.

This scene, how could she have thought about it.