Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Tide Has Turned

Father really broke with her, but there was a burst of excitement in his heart, he jumped up, drew his sword and stabbed at the soldiers who surrounded him, completely relieved Song Xiaoxing behind him, because Murong Chengfeng would not let her be hurt, and he would destroy these chaotic ministers and thieves for the time being.

"Since you're reluctant to do it, let me do it. Murong Jing'er didn't know when she would appear in front of Song Xiaoxing again, and in the face of Murong Chengfeng's cold face, she ignored drawing her sword and stabbing at Xiaoxing.

"Why ......"

Murong Chengfeng's sword quickly hit her jaw, and his cold eyes told her with a kind of silence, he just didn't want to see anyone hurt her, whether he already regarded her as Xin'er or Song Xiaoxing, he couldn't let anyone hurt her, including his own relatives, he would try his best to stop it.

"Brother...... She is our enemy, she is an enemy!!" Murong Jing'er roared angrily, because the excessive neck was cut on the tip of the knife, a blood mark immediately appeared, he withdrew the sword, still refused to let go, he wanted to guard her, and no soldier who came forward could come close to hurt her.

Murong Jing'er almost went crazy with anger, she turned around and rushed into the chaos with a hateful gaze, the plum blossom costume was like a flying butterfly, but she was extremely angry. The sword in her hand seemed to turn the entire palace into a red river, and any sword that touched her hand immediately died at her feet, which looked very terrifying in Song Xiaoxing's eyes, and her face was even paler, staring at the bloodthirsty sword......

When the soldiers who came up with her sword killing light finally turned to Qin Zixuan, they paused.

A trace of sadness crossed his heart, such a graceful man, he was about to die under his own sword, it was extremely unbearable...... But he is a figure who can influence this dynasty and has to be killed, and what is even more hateful is that she is also desperate for this woman.

"Be careful!" Song Xiaoxing kept all her attention on Qin Zixuan's body, until Murong Jing's fatal sword was about to stab him in the back, she suddenly pushed away Murong Chengfeng, who was protecting her by her side, and rushed over.

"Jing'er ......"

"Ah......h

Hyosung's face turned pale with fright, she couldn't support such a burly man at all, but could only push him hard to prevent his painful body from fluctuating a little. "Brother Murong!"

She was pushed away by Murong Jing'er again, and just a moment of looking at each other made her feel a hundred times strange to this woman, and her disappointment and sadness all came and fell from her eyes again. could only watch him being helped away by Jing'er and another person who came forward, but his heart ached.

He didn't have much strength to support the pain, looking back at the figure that was getting farther and farther away, how much reluctance was hidden in that look, but she understood but didn't want to understand.

"Do you feel sorry for him?" Zixuan's words sounded in her ears, and she suddenly turned around, just looking at him with teary eyes: "Is he worth doing this...... I'm not that Xin'er." ā€

"There are only likes and dislikes in this world, there is no worthiness and unworthiness, no matter who you are. ā€

She looked at him, tears were still flowing, and her fair face was completely devoid of the joy she used to be

Song Xiaoxing didn't know where he went.

The Imperial City, the chaos continues......

Thousands of troops can not attack the enemy from inside and outside, out of Zixuan's mention yƬ The father and son of the Qin family have already prepared, at this time they have brought men and horses to come and besiege the imperial city, who can escape from this big net, and then someone came to report that Yang Yan did not know where to go......

"Brother, why are you doing this...... Murong Jing'er had already taken Murong Chengfeng away and returned to the original grass hut to bandage his wounds.

He just raised a pot of old wine on the table with his other hand and poured a few sips into his mouth, and was silent.

"Do you know that you have harmed Aunt Yan like this, are you worthy of so many brothers and relatives, their heartfelt courage?

"I really don't know, what made you give up such a supreme position?"

"Don't talk about Jing'er, my brother has always been indifferent to this, you know, and it was only because of her that I participated in this war at that time, but when I saw Qin Zixuan in her eyes, I had lost the courage to continue fighting, understand? I want her heart, not her person. He sneered and continued to drink.

"Brother, we lost, we lost completely, hehe, it's just a little bit, it's a pity ......" "You also lost, it's really sad to lose!" Murong Jing'er understood, but she hated her, she smiled bitterly, and her face was full of tears.

The sound of bells in the wind came to her ears, and she lay in the gauze tent listening to the sound that was getting closer, and sat up suddenly: "Am I going home......?" Mom......"

"The princess is awake, come quickly. It was Xiao Tang's voice, it turned out that this qiē was still in ancient times, and the nightmare still did not end, and she lay back on the quilt again.

Was it a dream just now, it wasn't real.

"What about the Queen Mother?Uncle Cao??...... where is Young Master Qin?" she asked a series of words, Xiao Tang just lowered her head and didn't speak, she seemed to understand something, and gradually sobered up, she would never see that kind and beautiful woman again in this life, but what about Uncle Cao? He shouldn't die, she muttered and looked up at a pair of unfamiliar eyes.

"Qin Zixuan......" didn't say a word, and immediately got up and threw himself into his arms and cried.

Qin Zixuan tried to push her away, but who knew that she grabbed his shirt tightly and refused to let go, glanced at many palace maids, but felt a little embarrassed, at this time all eyes stared at the two of them in surprise, this move was really inappropriate, he whispered: "Princess, is this inappropriate?"

"I don't care, it's okay if this princess doesn't do it, but you can't go, don't leave me alone...... I want you to be with me, I'm afraid. Her voice was crying: "You know what? I thought I could make my father and mother happy with a play, but I really don't know why there are so many assassins......

The tenderness in his eyes instantly turned into a trace of ice and snow, and he didn't dare to comfort her in front of so many people, he just said softly: "It's the fault of letting the princess be frightened." ā€

"Qin Zixuan ......"

"The princess's body is important, now that the matter has passed, the princess will be at ease to cultivate, and there is still something to deal with next. He tried to push her away.

"Can you not leave first......

He secretly felt funny in his heart, what role would she play again? Thinking of yesterday if that face was not completely washed with tears, it was really difficult to identify that it was her, and then remembering her courage when she blocked that sword for herself, his heart was even more moved, but fortunately, there was no danger.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Don't dare, it's time for the princess to rest. ā€

"You're not leaving? Promise or not? Otherwise, I won't rest. ā€

Is this little woman so demanding of herself, completely ignoring the other palace ladies present? Of course, who doesn't love the color of the country, even if she does not have the color of the country, she is also a lovely woman who is liked.

The princess's bedroom, how dare he stay longer, and when he saw her sleeping obediently, he got up and left.