"What? Sad? Who is Xiao Liang, he is shrewd, have you never seen it clearly? ”

Yu Wenxu pinched Wen Qian's jaw and straightened her face.

"The fifteen cities in the northwest of Daqing are Xiao Liang's spoils, and compared to the city, you seem insignificant in his heart. He didn't even mention you during the negotiations. It's a pity that you liked him so much in the past, and you kept calling him Brother Xiao Liang. Your brother Xiao Liang doesn't want you anymore. ”

Did Xiao Liang really betray her? Wen Qian's eyes widened, and she was silent for a long time before closing her eyes, and her mind was full of Xiao Liang's heroic appearance.

Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped, even if she had thought of such a result, once it became a reality, it still caught Wen Qian off guard......

The teeth clenched tightly, and then released, and when she opened her eyes again, Wen Qian had already hidden all her uneasiness, and her voice was indifferent, "Compared to Xiao Liang, you are not a thing. ”

Yu Wenxu was not annoyed, and rubbed Wen Qianyan's red lips with his thumb slightly, "I'll let you take a good look, why am I not a thing." ”

Liu Guang solemnly stood outside the tent, and there was a faint intermittent and suppressed moan from inside.

When it was approaching, the Anxia army set out for camp. Yu Wenxu and Wen Qian rode together.

It didn't take long to reach the border city bordering Anxia and Daqing, and seeing from a distance that the Daqing flag on the city tower had been replaced by the Anxia military flag, Wen Qian felt very uncomfortable.

When they entered the city, they were greeted by a whole row of corpses hanging on the city walls, their heads hanging low, their torsos broken, and their limbs blurred with blood. Those were the soldiers of Daqing, and there were many people in the Xinmi Army who were born and died with Wen Qian.

Wen Qian recognized one of the fifteen or sixteen-year-old soldiers, and he once smiled and told Wen Qian that when Daqing returned to China, he would be able to reunite with his relatives in Qingdu.

Wen Qian looked at the immature face, the whole person was stunned, and Yu Wenxu smiled sullenly,

"How about my gift to you, do you like it?"

Wen Qian clenched her fists, her chest rising and falling. She understands the truth of becoming a king and defeating a king, and her father did a lot of things to make an example of one hundred and deter the enemy back then. But the same thing, Yu Wenxu tore it open with her own hands and let her see it, but it still made her so cold that she almost coughed up blood.

Her voice was hoarse, "Yu Wenxu, you can't die well." ”

"It's okay, if I go to hell, I'll pull you too. Come, smile at your people. ”

The people of Daqing knelt on the ground, watching their country's princess being hugged and kissed by the enemy in their arms, but no one dared to resist such humiliation.

Wen Qian felt a line of disappointment, disdain, or disgust glances like sharp blades, thrown at her.

She was pinched her cheeks and forced to look at this ruined city, the humble people, the ruined homeland, which was once a wealthy place in Daqing, but now it has changed.

"Look clearly, this is the last time you will stay in Daqing, after this city, you don't want to come back in this life."

An Xia has formed an alliance with Ganling, and his father in Ganling may have been more than lucky.

The devastation made Wen Qian's heart like a knife, but she didn't give up, she pinned her hopes on Wan'er, as long as she arrived at Xiruo and joined the prince and the queen mother, she still had a glimmer of hope. Her sister is the marshal's wife of the former country, and she will definitely be able to help them.

Half a month later, the troops finally reached the capital of Anxia. The common people are welcome.

A steady stream of gold and silver treasures were brought into the treasury, and a large number of captives were brought to the bazaar to sell, and for a time the whole capital was filled with the joy of victory.

Yu Wenxu rode a high-headed horse in front and accepted the cheers of the crowd. Wen Qian sat in the carriage with an indifferent expression. Picking up the corner of the curtain, she happened to meet the curious eyes of the people, and the way she looked at her was to look at the loot.

King Anxia personally greeted Yu Wenxu in front of the palace gate, smiling like a scheming fox.

Yu Wenxu was in the dust, and before he had time to return to the mansion to rest, he was hurriedly summoned into the palace.

In the next half a month, Wen Qian didn't see Yu Wenxu.

She lives in the remote courtyard of the West Garden wing of Prince Yu Wenxu's mansion, and only one old lady comes to deliver some food items in the morning and evening.

It's almost winter, and the weather is getting a lot colder. The old lady saw that Wen Qian was not valued by Yu Wenxu, and the materials sent gradually withheld a lot, and she didn't even have a robe that could keep out the cold.

Anxia is northern, winter is much colder than Daqing, and it often snows, Wen Qian took out all the fabrics in the room to wear, and still felt cold.

There was no heating in the house, not even a charcoal fire, Wen Qian simply tore off the books on the bookshelf, lit a fire and made a fire, and sat on the side while warming up while roasting the fire.

But sometimes, even if you don't provoke others, you will inevitably be approached by the enemy.

When she lowered her head to bake the fire, she saw a pair of delicate deerskin boots, and Wen Qian knew that she was destined to be unable to calm down today.