The snow was blowing and it was white.

Bright red sedan chair, slowly moving forward.

Ahead, four or five prisoner vans came one after another, each of which was full of people.

In the cold wind, the "slave" imprinted on the shoulder can be faintly seen.

Cars and sedans are slowly staggered.

The snow wind passed again, and under the blood-red curtains, a face that captivated the country and the city was revealed.

"Feng Lingye!"

Like a pebble falling into a cold pool, it instantly stirs up thousands of ripples. The slaves in the prison car suddenly woke up and got up to look at the sedan chair.

Face after face quickly became hideous and distorted, and black nails gripped the fence like a trapped beast.

"Enchantress! The blood of the warriors of the Xia Kingdom has not yet dried! You're tossing and turning in the arms of a man from an enemy country! You are simply not ashamed! ”

"Feng Lingye, are you worthy of your dead father and the thousands of souls of the Xia Kingdom?!"

"I curse you not to die! Slut! ”

......

In the rickety sedan chair, she folded her hands in front of her knees, her eyes calm.

On the white horse, Duan Junmo was wearing a wedding robe, with a tall posture, sitting upright on the white horse, with a pair of starry eyes, revealing a trace of coldness and indifference.

Hearing this, he turned to the silk hanging sedan chair, and a mockery appeared in his eyes, "Feng Lingye, you are really notorious. ”

"The winner is the king, the loser is the villain, being able to serve His Royal Highness is a blessing that Ling'er has cultivated for several lifetimes." Feng Lingye's voice was gentle, and his answer was not leaky, and he was not angry at all because of his humiliation.

"Really?" Duan Junmo's eyes narrowed slightly, pinched her chin with one hand, and looked at her face indifferently and playfully through the hijab, elegant and stunning, but it couldn't get into his eyes at all, "But this hall, I can't look down on you!" ”

He threw her out with one hand, his movements rough, and the disgust was all written on his face.

Falling in the sedan chair, she did not cry like an ordinary woman, but slowly sat upright, tidied up her clothes, and regained her docile demeanor, "Your Highness has taught you a lesson. ”

The humility makes people more and more angry.

"Get off the sedan car!" Duan Junmo faced the welcoming team, his eyes were cold, "Slaves from the dead country are not qualified to sit in a sedan chair!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the subordinate who carried the sedan chair was stunned for a moment.

The bride landed halfway, that's a big taboo!

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Duan Junmo's face sank, and he looked at Xi Niang, his eyes were like knives, "Do you want this hall to say it for the second time?" ”

"Hurry up, let the princess come out and rest!" Xi Niang hurriedly urged to put down the sedan chair, and the subordinates did not dare to disobey the order, so they hurriedly put down Feng Lingye, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

It's no wonder that the Seventh Prince is angry, he is a dignified prince of Dali, and he is still a famous Fengyun War King, but he didn't expect to marry a prisoner of a defeated country as the main family, and he is still a small imperial doctor.

When the sedan chair fell, Feng Lingye's fingers tightened slightly, he took a deep breath, walked out of the sedan chair, and bowed to Duan Junmo, "The concubine annoys His Highness, and I hope His Highness will atone for his sins." ”

Suddenly, her throat tightened, and her feet hung in the air.

I saw Duan Junmo leaning down and lifting her neck with one hand, there was no emotion in her cold eyes, "In front of this hall, you are just a cheap maid." ”

Her eyes trembled slightly, looking at this strange man who played with her in the palm of her hand, she couldn't help but feel a little desolate in her heart, as soon as the city wall fell, she was nothing.

Her breathing became thinner little by little, her face began to turn red, and she desperately squeezed out five words, "...... Got it. ”

As soon as Duan Junmo's hand was released, her body became weak, and she fell directly into the snow, but her heart was colder than this snow.

He glanced at him coldly, but there was no trace of pity in his eyes, got up, and rode away resolutely.

Looking at the tall figure that had gone away, she let out a long breath.

A few days ago, the emperor suddenly sent someone to the prisoner of war camp to select a concubine, everyone did not dare to move forward, only she stood up desperately, but she did not expect to marry the seventh prince as the prince.

Although these seven princes are cold-blooded and ruthless, they didn't kill her.

As long as she lives, it is her hope, her mother is still in prison, life and death are unpredictable, and her sisters and sisters have not heard from her, and now she can only rely on herself.

With a small change, the subordinates who are good at observing words and expressions received the message that the Seventh Prince did not want to see the new princess.

"It's really unlucky!" Xi Niang glared at Feng Lingye, and immediately vented her anger on her, "The old lady has sent her relatives for decades, and it's really the first time I've met a broom star like you!" ”

Feng Lingye can endure Duan Junmo, it doesn't mean that she needs to endure a subordinate, and immediately, she slapped Xi Niang.

The sound of "pop" instantly stunned everyone present.