"Yi'er, is the eldest brother really with a barbarian woman?" Chu Yun asked on the side.

Chu Yi turned to look at Chu Yun and shook his head: "I'm not sure either, the eldest brother did mention this matter in the letter, but he also said that the girl he liked was not a barbarian from the Snow Plains Royal Court, but from the Ashina clan."

Although the Ashina people are also barbarians living in the snow field, they are hostile to the royal court, they accept the knowledge of the Central Plains, coexist with the Central Plains countries in friendship, trade for more than 100 years, and put their status very low, respect the scholars of the Central Plains very much, and also enshrine the long-standing cultural laws of various countries as a guideline.

And Chu Yi remembered that in the previous life, when the Barbarian Rong Royal Court invaded the Yan Kingdom together with the Yongguo Kingdom and some surrounding small countries, as well as other tribes on the snow field, the Ashina tribe did not participate.

If their little princess was with Chu Rin, it would not be an unforgivable thing.

But most of the people of Yan don't know the difference between the two, and it is quite difficult to explain the reason.

For the time being, Chu Yi is not sure about the current situation of Chu Rin and the little princess mentioned in his letter.

When Chu Yun heard Chu Yi's words, his ink-like and quiet eyes lowered slightly, and a cold light flashed under his eyes.

After a while, he raised his head again and looked at the empty streets behind hundreds of people.

"Ahem, ahem, I heard that my eldest brother will return to Beijing in a few days, maybe it's today." Chu Yun raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, suppressed his cough, and covered the emotions in his eyes.

"Third brother, be careful, your body is important," Chu Yi paused, and reacted, "You left the mansion because you got the news that the eldest brother might return to Beijing today?"

Chu Yun nodded lightly, his clear eyes were like clean spring water: "Yes, I haven't seen my eldest brother for a long time, and I miss it very much."

For some reason, Chu Yi felt that there was a little more imperceptible coldness in Chu Yun's tone.

"I thought you were drinking ice."

"Drinking ice is naturally one of the reasons, she has been in the palace, and I can't enter the palace every day." Chu Yun smiled again.

Drinking Ice rolled her eyes expressionlessly.

Chu thought that his expression was as usual, and he could only take his strange appearance just now as an illusion and hide it in his heart.

Moments later, the prisoner cart pulled up to the edge of the execution ground, and the soldiers of the Gyeonggi camp escorted the three to a high platform, and an executioner, who appeared to be in good health and had a strong force, stepped forward.

"Fan Qian, you killed my third brother and colluded with the barbarians, today I will kill you, a corrupt official, a female minister!" The executioner spat hard.

Fu Zhili sat in the position of the supervisor and beheader, holding the paperwork, announcing the charges of Fan Qian and the others to the onlookers in the audience, his voice was clear and loud, but as he spoke, there was more anger and hatred in his eyes.

Fan Qian was still staring at Chu Yi's direction, struggling weakly, but he was stuffed with a rag in his mouth, and he couldn't say anything.

Fan He knelt on the ground in a trance, his eyes full of tears of fear.

Only Fan Qian's eldest son, Fan Muyuan, has never distinguished from anyone, and has kept his head down, and no one can see his expression clearly.

He had been in prison for several months, seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, and was the most honest of the three.

It's just that although Fan Qian's mouth was blocked, the people were still talking about what he said before.

"The eldest prince and the barbarian woman together? Isn't that the same as this Fan Muyuan?"

Chu Yi also heard such a voice among the people and frowned.

Xiao Yan stepped forward quietly, and one hand suddenly held her hand, and suddenly, there were some hard particles in her palm.

Chu Yi opened his palm, and inside was an orange candy.

"Don't worry, didn't you just say it yourself, although the people are easy to deceive, they are the best at distinguishing who is good and who is bad." He comforted her in her ear.

"Hmm." Chu Yi bent his eyes and put the orange candy in his mouth.

Sweet and sour, it's her favorite taste.

Sure enough, after a while, the voices of the people changed direction.

"Don't listen to the Fan family

Speaking of nonsense, they must be dying themselves, and they want to slander the eldest prince before they die."

"The eldest prince has made great achievements, and General Su is the pillar of the country, we should be wary of Fan Qian's words, and don't wronged good people."

"Even if His Highness is really with the barbarian woman? If he just has barbarian blood, it's not a big deal, and Fan Muyuan lost his head not because of his barbarian concubine, but because he killed the cousin of the concubine, and he was still carrying a lot of lives!"

"Yes, besides, if the great prince marries the daughter of the barbarian Shan Yu, wouldn't it be able to show the power of our Great Yan."

The people talked a lot, and most of them still chose to believe in the eldest prince.

Chu Yi was eating candy, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Isn't that Uncle Chu Chu Feibai?

Chu Feibai, who was dressed in white, was scurrying around in the crowd with several other people, interjecting from time to time to say something, and where he walked, the people gave up criticizing and arguing about the eldest prince.

It was Xiao Yan who let Wuzhilou play a role in secret, so as not to damage the reputation of the eldest brother.

At this time, a strong and fierce roar came from afar!

Chu Yi was suddenly a little nervous, his eyes flashed with indescribable excitement, and said, "Could it be that the eldest brother is really back?"

Xiao Yan lowered his head slightly, listening carefully to the roar: "At least two hundred cavalry, in less than a stick of incense, they can come."

When Chu Yun heard his words, he lowered his head imperceptibly, his ink-like clear eyes were like frozen ice crystals, and he muttered, "He's really back."

"It must be the eldest brother who escorted General Su's 'corpse' back to Beijing, Xiao Yan, the six of us brothers and sisters can finally be reunited." Chu Yi said in a low voice, his voice could not hide his joy, and the depression in his heart dissipated in the past few days.

Because Su Jingyuan secretly returned to Beijing before, Chu Tingxiao's reason for his death was that he died in Beifu after the recurrence of his old injury, just enough for His Royal Highness to escort his "corpse" back to Beijing.

Xiao Yan's rare Chu Yi was as happy as a child, he looked at her bright smile greedily, and was reluctant to take his eyes away.

In less than half a pillar of incense, the roar of the war horse trampling the ground seemed to become close from the horizon.

The people also followed the prestige, and even Fan Qian and the three of them raised their heads and looked into the distance with great effort.

After a few moments, the whole street trembled!

Chu Yi looked far away, and saw that at the end of the long street, a thick black color that covered the sky and the sun appeared, it was the iron cavalry of the Dingyuan Army wearing black armor!

The first to leap out was Dayan's Black Dragon Banner.

"Dingyuan Army...... It's His Highness who has returned!"

I don't know who shouted, and the people reacted.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the black armor soldiers and flags that suddenly appeared, and they were all excited in anticipation, and no one even cared about the three people who were to be executed on the execution ground.

At this moment, Fan Muyuan, who had been silent all along, raised his head suddenly, and locked on Chu Yi with a snake-like gaze across many people.

Immediately, when he saw Xiao Yan beside Chu Yi, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and his gaze fell on Chu Yun again.

The horses' hoofs fell on the road, and the earth shook.

"Not good!"

Fu Zhili, who had been sitting on the high platform, suddenly noticed Fan Muyuan's strange appearance, and immediately shouted a reminder: "Your Highness, be careful, Fan Muyuan-"

Before he could say anything, Fan Muyuan opened his mouth.

A silver needle flashing with cold light burst out of his mouth and headed straight for Chu Yi and Chu Yun!

The figures of the two almost coincided, and Fan Muyuan laughed loudly:

"Whoever it is, Lao Tzu is a ghost today, and I want to pull you to accompany the funeral!"

The people all looked at the street, making Chu Yi and the two figures very close to the execution ground.

"Hmm......"

Between the lightning and flint, Chu Yi was embraced by Xiao Yan and firmly protected.

The soft sword in Yin Bing's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, blocking in front of Chu Yun, and his pretty face was as cold as ice.

"Click——!

The silver needle swept away with the soft sword that drank ice, and was knocked crooked by her, passing by Chu Yun and breaking Xiao Yan's shoulder.

A streak of blood splattered.

Drinking Bing didn't expect that the poisonous needle had such a great inertia, and after being knocked away by his own sword, he still had the strength to spare.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but snort lightly, and then quickly came back to his senses, and before Chu Yi could ask, he whispered in her ear for the first time: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

The hoarse and relaxed voice made Chu Yi react to what was going on, and suddenly felt like crying.

Chu Yun, who didn't know martial arts at all, was shocked, his body shook a little, he was supported by Yin Bing, and hurriedly looked at Chu Yi: "Yi'er, are you okay?"

Chu Yi shook his head.

Chu Yun looked at Xiao Yan gratefully: "Quickly show Xiao Gongzi the injury, be careful that the needle is poisonous."

"Don't be afraid, I'll protect you." Drinking ice said calmly to Chu Yun.

With this blow, Fan Muyuan took all his hatred and confidence, and seeing that Chu Yi and Chu Yun were safe and sound, he couldn't help but look at Xiao Yan's wound and roared:

"You're dead, there's — "

Before he finished speaking, Chu Yi had already ordered: "Drink ice, kill him!"

She couldn't let Fan Mu shout out that there was something like poison on the silver needle in broad daylight, otherwise, if Xiao Yan was safe and sound after being poisoned, people would definitely notice that something was wrong.

Without any hesitation, Yu Bing flew up, the soft sword in her hand and her blue robe merged into one, as if turning into a dark blue spear, killing intent.

There's one guy who's drinking ice faster than that, though.

A sharp arrow as black as ink came from afar, as fast as lightning, with a chilling sound of breaking wind.

"Poof!"

The sharp arrow pierced Fan Muyuan's left chest, and the same pitch-black arrow feathers trembled slightly.

Fan Muyuan screamed, his eyes widened.

He lowered his head, glanced at his chest, and then looked at the man who was shooting an arrow in the distance, blood gushing out of his mouth, and he couldn't blink his eyes.

At the same time, the sword of drinking ice also pierced Fan Muyuan's right chest.

Blood splashed all over her, her expression was as cold and indifferent as ever, and then she pulled out her soft sword, and Fan Muyuan "poofed" and fell heavily to the ground.

When the people saw this bloody scene, they immediately became uneasy, but this was the capital, and they were not too frightened.

Fu Zhili waved his hand, letting Cen Zijing's Gyeonggi camp maintain order around him, and then stood up and hugged his fists and said, "Fan Muyuan dared to die and struggle, and he committed murder on the court, thanks to the help of a few strong men, he ended up in advance!"

He knew that Princess Yongning was now dressed as a woman, so he tried not to reveal her identity, and only said that they were innocent heroes.

Drinking Ice reacted and replied, "Your Excellency is polite."

"Son—" Fan Qian wailed again, and he could only utter a few vague words.

If it weren't for the fact that his hands were tied, Fan Qian would have pounced, and now he was in tears, whimpering and struggling on the ground.

"Don't worry, you'll be next." Fu Zhili said lightly.

Immediately, he walked down from the high platform and saluted respectfully and squarely into the distance: "The minister knows the courtesy, I have seen the Great Highness, and I have seen the Third Highness."

Xiao Yi'er can't reveal his identity, and the Third Highness and the Great Highness naturally have no problem.

When the people heard Fu Zhili's words, they all saluted in the direction of Chu Yun in surprise.

No wonder that prince looks so weak, it turns out to be the frail and sickly Third Highness.

Xiao Yan rejected the doctor beside Chu Yun, saying that he was fine, just a thin needle abrasion.

Chu Yi looked at him with red eyes, endured tears and endured it, and then raised his head and looked into the distance.

Those cavalrymen in black armor, each with a monstrous aura on their bodies.

The black dragon banner fluttered in the cold wind, and under the banner, a young general wearing dark gold armor was slowly lowering the golden bow in his hand.

It was he who shot that arrow.

The young general rode on a green horse and carried a golden spear on his back

The hard and handsome face could not be recognized, and he raised his hand and gently took off his helmet.

The black hair danced wildly in the wind, and his deep dark eyes were staring at Chu Yi from afar, flamboyant and cold.

"Don't be afraid, big brother is back."

Chu Rin's voice was mellow and low, and as he spoke, he turned over and dismounted and walked towards Chu Yi.

The coldness on his face eased a little, and he said to Fu Zhili: "I was ordered to take the body of the Marquis of Guan Nei back to Beijing for burial, and I happened to meet you for execution, so my uncle doesn't need to be polite."

"Chu Rin, why are you riding so fast all of a sudden?"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded.

In the rear of the Black Armor Dingyuan Army, a girl in a fur red dress rode a war horse.

Her fiery red hair fluttered like clouds, with only a silver hairpin pinned, her eyes were clear and bright, and her skin was a pale honey color.

Chu Rin's expression froze, his body staggered, and he walked in front of Chu Yi, and said without looking back, "I'm happy to see my brother!"

The girl's voice was sweet and had a magnetism unique to the exotic: "Your brother is also my brother, and I am also happy."

The corners of Chu Rin's lips were raised, and he pressed them down, but a smile came out of his eyes.

He stood in front of Chu Yi and looked at her carefully for a few seconds, until he saw her upturned pigtails and suddenly hugged her who was still in surprise into his arms.

"I haven't seen you for a year, but I've grown a lot taller."

Chu Yi: "......"

Chu Rin patted her on the shoulder as she spoke.

The armor on his body was hard and cold, and the heavy smell of blood made Chu Yi a little disgusting.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a year, big brother, something may be wrong with your eyes."

She was overwhelmed by Chu Rin's arms and roared weakly.

Chu Yun said with a pale face: "Big brother, that's Yi'er, isn't it..."