"Yes, it can also be said that she died because of me." Zhao Yichen was unprecedentedly willing to mention the cause of Li Si's death, which made Song Zhi unable to answer.

Her own feelings are all in a mess, not to mention enlightening Zhao Yichen.

Song Zhi tightened the reins suddenly, and the two of them were separated from the camp by a long distance.

The surrounding Gobi is continuous, and the green grass is as tall as a calf, swaying in the wind.

Song Zhi got off the horse and went to the ground.

"General, in fact, there are some things, if you look at it from another angle, you may have a different feeling."

Zhao Yichen saw Song Zhi say this, and also lay down beside her.

The two of them are surrounded by high blue colors, and when they look up, the sky is clear and clear, and there is not a single cloud, but it can also make people completely relaxed.

"Perhaps, Lord Rith just changed his way to find her freedom." Song Zhi looked at Zhao Yichen sideways, and saw in his eyes the loneliness that he had never seen before.

"Well, what about you? Want to be free? Zhao Yichen suddenly asked, and Song Zhi was a little panicked.

She really misses this wanton running Biye, but the love has been deeply planted in her heart, and she can't give it up if she wants to.

What's more, she had left a lot of bad memories here, and now that she is back here, it only adds to her sadness.

"It's a lie to say I don't want to, but I really don't have a good memory here, and I don't want to look back." Song Zhi did not answer Zhao Yi's question positively, but it was enough to comfort Zhao Yichen's heart.

"Then come with me." Zhao Yichen pulled Song Zhi up, and it was a pun.

Song Zhi handed his hand to Zhao Yichen, and his face was rarely covered with a delicate flush.

The two rode horses and went to the most lively market in the desert.

Song Zhi's skin was already white, and with the sapphire blue, it looked even more dazzling and gorgeous.

The pedestrians on the road saw Song Zhi and turned back three times in one step.

Zhao Yichen was extremely possessive, and the eyes of pedestrians on the road made him take Song Zhi in his arms and swear his sovereignty in a relatively childish way.

The same scene, the same person, the mood of the two has long changed.

Song Zhi was no longer slightly cramped like last time, but quite naturally got used to Zhao Yichen's embrace.

"General, this is the Hu skirt you asked me to change." The veil covered Song Zhi's face, and Song Zhi's smile could still be seen through his eyebrows.

Zhao Yichen was poked out of his thoughts, and his words were a little stumbling, "I asked you to wear it for me to see, but I didn't wear it for them to see." ”

Such Zhao Yichen suddenly has some human touch.

is no longer the emperor trapped in Jinzhou Palace, let alone a puppet who is restrained by others, Zhao Yichen, who has no temper, is very Song Zhi's heart.

Song Zhi suddenly broke free of Zhao Yichen's hand and walked to a small stall, asking the vendor for a desert snack.

"No, you pay for it." Song Zhi took a careful bite in his mouth and motioned to Zhao Yichen to hurry up and take out the silver.

Zhao Yichen just smiled dotingly, he understood for the first time that the warm feeling was like this.

As soon as he turned around, Song Zhi disappeared again.

Zhao Yichen just wanted to shout, and a spicy and pungent taste instantly entered Zhao Yichen's mouth.

He hadn't eaten spicy food for a long time, and now he was even more uncomfortable.

In an instant, he turned red from his neck to his cheeks, causing Song Zhi to laugh loudly on the side.

"This is authentic desert food."

Looking at Song Zhi, who was laughing, Zhao Yichen was completely angry, and even laughed with Song Zhi's laughter.

"Okay, you Song Zhi, see how I get you." Zhao Yichen said and pretended to hit Song Zhi with his hand.

While the two were making a fuss, Song Zhi suddenly heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

If you listen carefully, there are not many people, but they are all elites.

After the experience in Kashgar, Song Zhi's vigilance was also much higher, and he hurriedly pulled Zhao Yichen to hide in a teahouse.

"What's wrong?"

"I heard a group of people coming."

The two leaned on the windowsill and looked down, and the leader was Song Zhi's old man.

Song Zhi immediately turned his back to the past, Zhao Yichen noticed Song Zhi's strange appearance, and looked at the people downstairs, when he understood what was going on.

"Is it your father?"

"No, it's not."

The people downstairs also saw Zhao Yichen and Song Zhi, who were getting off the horse and walking towards the teahouse.

"If you can hide from the first day of junior high school, you can't hide from the fifteenth, and you won't be afraid of fear if you face up to fear." Zhao Yichen grabbed Song Zhi's hand and took Song Zhi to the elegant seat.

On just one side, the past few past events kept repeating in Song Zhi's mind.

The person in front of him was the person Song Zhi admired the most, so much so that when something like that happened, Song Zhi felt a little afraid to look up at him.

The man happened to sit behind Song Zhi, his eyes wandered back and forth on Song Zhi, and he also had a sense of déjà vu for Song Zhi.

He thought about it and thought, it was he who drove Song Zhi out with his own hands, in the desert with complex terrain and climate, no one can survive safely, let alone a princess who has been held in the palm of her hand since she was a child.

But he heard that Alxa had seen her before his death, and now he was a little uncertain.

"Frost?" He asked tentatively.

made Song Zhi's hairs stand on end, and he didn't even dare to move his head.

This aroused Zhao Yichen's curiosity, in addition to himself, there are people in the world who can make Song Zhi so cramped.

It was with great difficulty that he could pry open Song Zhi's hard shell, and this person could make Song Zhi like a thorn in the back with just one sentence.

Seeing that Song Zhi didn't respond, the man walked in the direction of Zhao Yichen again.

Song Zhi is different from the deep facial features of the desert people, after getting used to seeing the appearance of the desert people, after seeing Song Zhiqing's beautiful face, it is impossible to forget.

That person only looked at Song Zhi's eyes, and he could determine what he was thinking in his heart.

"You're really a frost?"

Song Zhi took a deep breath, what should be faced is still to be faced, she stood up, "Long time no see, Brother Shimo." ”

Although she called her brother, the two were not actually related by blood, and they were even almost engaged.

Shimo's father was the most powerful backbone under Song Zhi's father, and he was also a direct witness to Song Zhi's adoptive mother's defilement of the harem.

"You go back with me! Explain what happened! The marriage contract between the two of us has not been dissolved, as long as you make it clear, I will marry you as a wife immediately. ”

Zhao Yichen originally thought that he was Song Zhi's own brother, but now when he heard Shimo say this, he couldn't sit still anymore.

"Ridiculous, this is my woman!"