Chapter 33: Your princess can only be Dong Shuqiao

"General Dong Jian. Dong Chuchen's eyes were the same cold light as Dong Jian, and he didn't respect him much, just doing ordinary courtesies.

"Huan'er, this is General Dong Jian. Dong Chuchen briefly introduced Qing Xihuan behind him.

Qing Xihuan didn't reply, Dong Chuchen turned around in surprise, and was stunned.

Qing Xihuan's eyes widened angrily, the red bloodshot on his eyeballs was covered with bloodshots, and his face was shocked and his fists were clenched, holding back the tears in his red eyes. Wheezing worsens.

"The little girl is happy in the past...... Seen - Dong Jian - general. ”

Qing Xihuan's voice trembled violently, looking at Zheng Ji's corpse, his heart was so broken that he couldn't bear to look at it a second time. A word by word squeezed out of the teeth full of resentment, but had to be restrained. Even if the liver and gallbladder are broken.

"This is. Dong Jian put away the long knife, looked at Qing Xihuan with arrogant slanted eyes, and asked disdainfully.

Dong Chuchen gently pulled Qing Xihuan, who was trembling, to his side and held Qing Xihuan's thin shoulders. looked at Qing Xihuan gently, and said softly like water, "This is the daughter of General Qingyuan, and she is also my fiancΓ©e." ”

Qing Xihuan could feel the warmth of Dong Chuchen filling his whole body from his shoulders, relieving one-ten-thousandth of his anxiety and hatred.

"Oh, the daughter of General Qing?" Dong Jian slammed the long knife on the ground and kicked away Zheng Ji's long sword at his feet. Zheng Ji's long sword is the Qing Dynasty Huan ordered skilled craftsmen to forge the unique meteorite iron for several years, before getting such a delicate treasure, Zheng Ji returned with a big victory, don't want to be crowned an official, only rely on this sword - Changxing. At this moment, the sword is being trampled around by unknown thieves, like waste.

"Yes, the daughter of General Qing. Dong Chuchen repeated again, hugged Qing Xihuan a little tighter in his arms, took off his coat, draped it on Qing Xihuan's body, and gave Qing Xihuan a cold and shivering body temperature.

Dong Jian's expression was a lot more arrogant, and he sneered at Qing Xihuan, "It's a little nephew." Courteous. With that, he put his hand down and looked ahead, not even looking at Dong Chuchen.

Dong Chuchen didn't care much, looked at the corpses on the ground, and asked in a consistently clear voice, "General Dong, why is this, this is just a tavern where passers-by in the rivers and lakes rest, there is no distinction between soldiers and generals, why do you want to kill a few wandering wanderers?" Dong Chuchen's eyebrows raised a lot, but he raised his head and asked with a smile.

"King Pingdong's eyes are so bad. Dong Jian coughed loudly, walked up to Zheng Ji, and said sluggishly: "This is Zheng Ji, the tiger general of the defeated country, how could King Pingdong not recognize it?"

Dong Jian looked at Zheng Ji who still refused to look at the ground and sneered.

Qing Xihuan saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart. Deeply remembered.

"Oh, what? I'm already drunk, and it's only five people, so there's no need to disturb General Dong's mighty troops, and he's fully armed to kill a drunken person. ”

As soon as Dong Jian heard this, it should be Dong Chuchen who was mocking himself for attacking him unprepared and sneaking up on Zheng Ji, and his old face immediately turned red, and he raised his eyes and said, "They are deserters, and getting rid of the deserters is for my Jun Hehui to do his duty, doesn't King Pingdong still allow me to kill the enemy and kill the enemy for my king?"

"At least you are a sneak attack, how can a gentleman take advantage of the danger of others!" Qing Xi glared at Dong Jian angrily, but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't do it.

"Oh, is the little nephew blaming me?" Dong Jian turned around and looked down at Qing Xihuan.

"How dare you. Qing Xihuan stared at Dong Jian's eyes, his eyebrows were cold, and he didn't have the slightest hint of coldness.

Dong Jian also looked at Qing Xihuan's eyes, his thick eyebrows were tightly raised, and his face was cold.

If his father had never been taught by his father, I am here to teach you a sentence today: There is no distinction between a gentleman and a villain in war, and a hero is a hero if he wins a war. ”

The corners of Qing Xihuan's lips trembled, gritted his teeth, and for a long time, he looked at the ground, his eyes were like torches, and he said slowly, "Little nephew...... Remembered. ”

I remember.

"Huan'er is frightened, the general is not strange. Dong Chuchen wrapped his coat tightly for Qing Xihuan, squatted down, cut off Qing Xihuan's sight, gently stroked Qing Xihuan's hair, and said warmly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

After that, he stood up and stopped Qing Xihuan behind him, looked at Dong Jian, and said with a smile, "Besides, General Dong is not an unreasonable person, let alone indiscriminately killing innocents, there must be a reason for it." ”

"I don't know what indiscriminate killing, I just know that he is a defeated general, if he doesn't get rid of it now, he will rebel in the future, don't blame the general!

"What the general said is that the general has already eliminated the enemy general for his father, you can rest assured, this king has thanked the general here. "Dong Chu Chendao.

"Where the duty lies, King Pingdong doesn't have to be polite. In the middle of the night, the king of Pingdong should be more careful, and this king will also make a night patrol, so don't pass by. Dong Jian bowed his head slightly, turned around and left with his troops.

Just stepped out of the tavern, Dong Jian turned around, the silver armor shone by the light in the night, and Shen Yin said, "By the way, there is something to ask King Pingdong to remember." ”

Dong Jian said solemnly, "No matter who you marry now, how many you marry, in the end, the princess of the main family, only our family Shu Qiao, the prince can't remember, I remember it for the prince." ”

After that, the stunned iron armor sounded, farther and farther away.

Dong Chuchen looked at the dark night outside the door, his eyelashes fanned lightly, his eyes turned slightly, and he raised his lips and smiled.

"Dreaming. ”

With that, he walked out of the tavern.

Qing Xihuan couldn't help kneeling on the ground any longer, looking at Zheng Ji's eyes, tears couldn't be held back, and they fell down with a bang and dissolved in Zheng Ji's blood.

Zheng Ji ...... Zheng Ji ...... "Qing Xihuan kept calling Zheng Ji's name, and his heart was like dripping blood.

Zheng Ji is so strong, I have never seen him so quiet before, but now he will no longer break his thoughts, and he will not play tricks.

The wine and food on the table were still warm, and the aroma of wine wafted all over the tavern, mixed with the smell of blood, which reminded Qing Xihuan of the most terrible memory in his heart, the same taste as the day when Luoyang Guan defeated the city.

Qing Xihuan closed his eyes and cried, and put his little hand on Zheng Ji's eyes that refused to close.

"Zheng Ji, you can sleep. Qing Xihuan sobbed and trembled his thin body, and went to take the jade pendant that he was holding tightly in his hand, but he couldn't break Zheng Ji's big hand.

Qing Xihuan's tears fell uncontrollably to the ground, gently patted Zheng Ji's hand, and cried, "Be obedient, give me the jade pendant ......"

Zheng Ji's hand did not let go, Qing Xihuan attached to Zheng Ji's chest and gagged his mouth, crying heartbreaking.

"Zheng Ji listens to the order!" Qing Xihuan raised his head and gritted his teeth, and drank bitterly, "Zheng Ji listened to the order and gave me the jade pendant." ”

While speaking, Zheng Ji's hand let go for some reason, Qing Xihuan was shocked, and his heart hurt again.

Qing Xihuan clenched the jade pendant in his hand, grief-stricken.

At this moment, Dong Chuchen walked into the tavern, stood behind Qing Xihuan, squatted down lightly, patted Qing Xihuan's shoulder, and said slowly, "Huan'er, I dug the sand pit, let's bury them." ”