Qing Xihuan listened to the voice of the mandarin duck and hesitated, after being reborn, she was alone, only the mandarin duck had been with her, how could she be ruthless to see her die.

Qing Xihuan sighed, ran out of ideas, and listened to the movement outside getting closer and closer, and knew that danger was imminent.

"Huan'er, if they can't see me, they will still chase after me, call the mandarin ducks in, you all the way to Luoyang Pass, you must run quickly, don't stop if you don't see Luoyang Pass in the carriage, remember. Dong Chuchen smiled at Qing Xihuan.

"You...... What do you mean?" Qing Xihuan's heart sank, and he looked at Dong Chuchen in panic.

"I mean ......" I saw Dong Chuchen gently lift Qing Xihuan's hijab, stretched out his index finger and gently scraped Qing Xihuan's little nose, still smiling lightly, and said softly.

"You want to be happy. With that, he got up and walked out of the car.

"Dong Chuchen ......" Qing Xihuan was stunned, and when he reacted, Dong Chuchen had already called the mandarin duck into the car, and he ordered the guards.

"Listen, leave ten people to protect the princess, and send the princess to Luoyang Pass safe and sound, if there is a bad pool, if I am still alive, I will not spare it. With that, he raised his sword and led the rest of the soldiers towards danger.

"Dong Chuchen!" Qing Xihuan lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, looked at Dong Chuchen's back and said, "Don't forget, your life is mine!"

Dong Chuchen looked back and smiled, "Yes, then you have to stay at home for me." ”

After that, he turned his head, the smile on his face turned cold, and he led the soldiers away with his sword.

In the sedan chair of the Qing Dynasty, he was supported by the mandarin duck and looked at the back of Dong Chuchen, nine points of loneliness, one point of sadness, and very sad.

"Princess, let's go in, let's go!" The mandarin duck didn't know whether to be scared or sad, and shed tears, Qing Xihuan also put the hijab back on his head, watching the carriage turn around and go down the path, with mixed feelings in his heart.

If you keep being fierce, I can kill you, but if you save me many times, how can I kill my life-saving benefactor?

"Princess, the prince is gone...... Won't you come back......" The mandarin duck covered her mouth crying, crying that Qing Xihuan had just become a widow when she got married.

Qing Xihuan listened to the cold wind outside, the grass and trees swaying, the black magpie flying low, the wheels squeaking, thinking about the appearance of coming to Dongchuchen for a whole day today, whipping, worshipping, fan bones lightly hit his forehead, combing his hair, scene by scene The sound and smile seem to be carved into the blood and bones, lingering.

The fan was still on his body, carrying the smell of Dong Chuchen's body, but he was going to die.

Thinking about all the dangers that Dong Chuchen had blocked all the way to himself, Qing Xihuan's heart twitched fiercely.

"No!" Qing Xihuan frowned and clenched his fists.

"Princess, what are you talking about......" The mandarin duck asked in fright, sobbing in fright.

"How could he die at the hands of someone else? How could I be willing? His life is mine. Qing Xihuan's eyes were blazing, and he glanced at the Changxing Sword on the side.

"Miss, what are you going to do......"

"I'm going to take back what belongs to me. ”

The wheels of the carriage were still creaking and moving farther and farther, Dong Chuchen looked at the direction of the carriage, and felt a little relieved.

At this moment, bows and arrows rained down, and the guards who followed around him almost all died and fell at the feet of Dong Chuchen in batches. And at this moment, only Dong Chuchen was left.

Dong Chuchen's eyes showed sadness, but he was not afraid, and he still couldn't let go of Qing Xihuan in his heart.

"Xiao Huan'er, no matter who you are with in the future, don't wronged yourself, I just hope that you are still like now, never bow your head for any man......" The more Dong Chuchen said, the more painful his heart became, but he instantly put away his lonely expression, his eyes were cold, and he resolutely rushed forward.

Suddenly, in the dark, a feather arrow struck at Dong Chuchen's chest, Dong Chuchen also closed his eyes as if he were dead, and the moment he closed his eyes, a figure flashed in his eyes, and a big hug of plum blossoms in his arms in the vast white snow stomped his feet on Yan Gui beside him, "Hurry up, hurry up!

At the last moment, suddenly, a feather arrow as fast as light flew from behind Dong Chuchen and collided with the feather arrow that was shot, inlaid together, and landed at Dong Chuchen's feet.

"How can I listen to you, so sour?"

Dong Chuchen turned around when he heard the sound, and saw Qing Xihuan, who was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, carrying a bow and arrow that he had picked up from nowhere, holding a Changxing sword and raising his eyebrows, and slowly walked over.

"Huan'er......" Dong Chuchen's chest shook, and then his heart beat violently.

"Why are you back!Go back!" Dong Chuchen's face still pretended to be cold, and he scolded Qing Xihuan fiercely.

Qing Xihuan stood beside Dong Chuchen with a sword and smiled lightly, "How am I an obedient master?" After that, he stood behind Dong Chuchen, holding a bow and arrow to the dark place, his eyes were sharp, and he seemed to be able to see the central source of the danger, and an arrow shot through.

Dong Chuchen looked at the small Qing Xihuan on his waist, his body was full of stubbornness, from head to toe was the momentum of not admitting defeat, suddenly came to confidence, put his back behind Qing Xihuan, the two looked around like a demon devouring the danger of the darkness, Dong Chuchen hugged Qing Xihuan and said, "Are you afraid?"

Qing Xihuan frowned, but chuckled, "I'm afraid why I'm coming back?"

"Huan'er, if we die like this......"

"Less fart, I won't die. Qing Xihuan said coldly.

"I mean if ......"

"No if, I'm dead, will you come to rule the world?" said that, his eyes stood and he stared at the leader in the shadows.

"If I die, I will be buried in a mausoleum in the apricot forest north of Luoyang Pass...... Luoyang is yours, and you will ......" After saying that, he turned around and hugged Qing Xihuan tightly in his arms, hugging him tightly, and the arrow shot from the dark pierced Dong Chuchen's back.

"Dong Chuchen!" Qing Xihuan's eyes widened in horror, buried in Dong Chuchen's waist and abdomen, unable to hear what Dong Chuchen said.

"What are you talking about! Dong Chuchen, you can't die! What are you talking about!" Qing Xi was anxious, wanting to break free from Dong Chuchen's embrace, but was held in Dong Chuchen's arms, and finally heard Dong Chuchen's words clearly.

"If we die together, let's die together. ”

Qing Xi was happy, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Hmph, Dong Chuchen, you are less stinky and beautiful, I won't die with you, and we won't die either, I will save you out!

Could it be that after being reborn, will Heaven still want to call himself to die once? Qing Xihuan clenched the Changxing Sword tightly, and by the moonlight, the Changxing Sword emitted a cold light, dazzling.

Just when the two of them thought that there was no hope, suddenly a cold evil wind blew, and the black magpie ran away with a quack, and the leaves fell and scratched Dong Chuchen's face and shed blood, and the rabbit in the woods ran out three steps away, and then died of convulsions on the ground. There was a terrible sound in the ambush in the distance, followed by the sound of the wind, and for a moment, there was no movement, everything was calm, and the swaying of the leaves stopped.

Dong Chuchen and Qing Xihuan opened their eyes in horror and looked into the distance, but they didn't see any movement for a long time.

"They're dead......" Qing Xihuan whispered in Dong Chuchen's arms.

"Well, the smell of blood is strong. Dong Chuchen also nodded in surprise, and Qing Xihuan in his arms felt a little pain from Dong Chuchen's strength.

"Friend or foe?"

Qing Xihuan listened to the sound of the wind gradually dissipating, but he couldn't hear the footsteps in the distance, so he knew that this person was very good at light skills, if he was not a fairy, he would ......

Qing Xihuan looked into the darkness along Dong Chuchen's tight arms, his heart was hot, and his eyes were moist.

Brother Ziwei......

The fifty crossbowmen sent by Wu Chu in the distance all left a shallow blood mark on their necks, and the blood flowed like a river, and none of them escaped, and all of them were killed.

Zheng Ziwei, who was wearing a hat and a cloak on the side, gently covered his face with a black veil, revealing only a pair of clear and cold pupils, accompanied by the cool breeze in the middle of the night, quietly leaning on the tree, watching the mandarin ducks and retainers in the distance driving the carriage and crying, there was no danger within a radius of dozens of miles, and finally looked at Qing Xihuan in the wedding dress, with tenderness and shame in his eyes.

The king was so beautiful in his wedding dress.