"Ah Yu, what are you thinking?"

Song Yu was interrupted from his thoughts, and there was a little panic in his heart, but his face was still calm.

"Her Royal Highness the eldest princess asked me, when will you marry His Royal Highness King An."

Song Yiru is a well-known lady in the capital, and after Song Yu's teasing, she blushed all of a sudden.

Hearing Song Yu's words, he was annoyed, so he pulled Song Yu's little face, "Dead girl, make fun of my sister." ”

Song Yu smiled, held Song Yiru's hand, diverted the topic, and said, "Let's go out for a walk." ”

Half an hour later, two young masters with pink carvings appeared on the streets of Kyoto.

One has some youthful heroism, and the other does bring some girl's delicate body, but in general, both of them are very eye-catching, different from other gentlemen on the street, and they look more serious.

The two of them walked together laughing and walked all the way, when suddenly the street became noisy.

A large group of officers and soldiers walked towards this side, and in the middle of them was a woman in the car, she was unkempt, and only her gorgeous clothes could tell that her identity was not ordinary.

Song Yu could see that this was the little princess of Northern Xinjiang that she had captured when she was fighting with Northern Xinjiang, but she had always wondered why a dignified princess would go to the battlefield.

The officers and soldiers walked towards her, and now she saw the princess's face more clearly, and it was really beautiful.

The princess grabbed the wooden pole of the cart and looked at her with a puddle in her eyes, but she did not speak.

Song Yu thought about it and asked the leading general to pause, but he didn't expect that the military general in the capital didn't know what the general who had been fighting abroad looked like, so he ignored her.

Seeing that they were about to leave, a familiar figure appeared in front of her eyes.

It's Li Yuanheng.

He spoke a few words to the general, and the general stopped the group.

Song Yu approached the princess and said, "Do you want to follow me?" ”

The princess had tears in her eyes, but she didn't say a word.

Then Song Yu let the group go.

Li Yuanheng smiled and said to Song Yu, "You just let him go, but she admired your name for a long time and deliberately ran out of the palace to see you on the battlefield." ”

Song Yu said to himself, "Yes." ”

Then he smiled and said, "King Ning, we have really had a fate in the past few days, and we have met you twice when we went out." ”

Li Yuanheng took a few steps towards her aggressively, looked into her eyes and said with a slight smile, "It's really a coincidence." ”

Song Yu was a little hairy by him, his face was slightly red, and he turned his face away.

Song Yiru couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted the two of them, "Ahem, what are you two doing." Then he pulled Song Yu aside, leaned next to her ear and said a few words.

"Yu'er, is the rumor true, is there really something between you and His Royal Highness King Ning."

"Then what about Your Majesty, Your Majesty and you are childhood sweethearts."

Song Yu couldn't wait to give Song Qi a few hammers at this time, she knew that it must be Song Qi who was gossiping with her sister.

She smiled, "Then we'll go to Your Majesty now." ”

Then he waved to King Ning and went to the palace.

Li Yuanyi is dealing with the affairs of General Zhang.

The efficiency of Jinyiwei has always been very high, and it was only one night to find out the source of Zhang Wujiang's batch of weapons, which came from Xirong, and since Li Yuanqi's rebellion, these surrounding countries have not been peaceful.

He frowned and pondered.

Did Xirong want to stir up trouble again, he had already stretched out his hand to the Shu army.

But who is the one who answers them in the country?

A man's name flashed through his mind.

At this time, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he ordered the Jinyi guard to investigate this person.

He felt a headache and sat in the Heart Cultivation Hall with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came.

It was the girl who was happily calling out to him, "Your Majesty." ”

After seeing her coming, Li Yuanyi's brows instantly furrowed.

"Yu'er, why are you here?"

His words were full of joy.

"I want someone."

"Oh, who is it."

"The little princess of Northern Xinjiang."

Li Yuanyi's face became wrong when he heard her words.

"Yu'er, I can agree to others, but this little princess of Northern Xinjiang is not good at stubble."

"I'm sorry I can't give her to you."

Song Yu sighed and said,

"Okay."

Li Yuanyi then invited her to go for a walk in the Imperial Garden.

Song Yuyi's sister was still waiting at the gate of the palace and refused.

As soon as Song Yu left the Heart Cultivation Palace, his face turned cold.

After leaving the palace, Song Yiru saw that she came out a little lost, and asked, "Yu'er, why do you have to want that little princess of Northern Xinjiang." ”

Song Yu looked at Song Yiru's eyes and asked seriously, "What will I do with the princesses of the defeated countries in the past dynasties." ”

Song Yiru thought for a moment, "Nanban once sent a friendly princess in order to seek peace, which is now the queen mother. ”

Then she suddenly realized, "I know, you are afraid that the little princess of the northern Xinjiang will be beautiful and rob Your Majesty with you." ”

Song Yu touched her head helplessly, "Sister, do you think that this little princess was not sent to kiss, but ran to the battlefield by herself, and then was caught by me." ”

"Isn't it strange that a princess with golden branches and jade leaves would go to such a dangerous place."

Song Yiru was indeed a little puzzled, "Maybe it's like His Royal Highness King Ning said, I want to see Yu'er." ”

"That would only work with their royal consent. How could the royal family let a princess with golden branches and jade leaves go out to such a dangerous place. ”

"As is customary, she will stay with His Majesty and serve him. I'm afraid..."

"Forget it, Your Majesty is such a calculating person, how could he not think of it, let him be."

When she got home, she lay down on the couch and fell asleep after a while.

In the dream, she was disheveled, looking at the mess in front of her. Kyoto, once familiar, is now littered with corpses, bloodstains, and the smell of decay in the air.

However, she didn't care about the scars on her body at this time, and ran like crazy towards the tallest and gorgeous building in Kyoto.

At this time, the once incomparably luxurious and magnificent palace was now also washed in blood, no longer the golden and brilliant appearance of the usual, but gray mist, the vermilion wall was splashed with blood, became black, and a person hung on the wall.

She couldn't bear to look at it, and she had to look at it again.

What was once a living life was now a rotting corpse on the wall, and she couldn't see his face clearly.

But a wave of weakness welled up in her heart, and she slumped on the ground, letting the flowing river of blood soak her white dress.

At this time, someone came to her, the horse's hooves clicked, Li Yuru raised her head, but she didn't want the person in front of her to be pierced by a spear the moment she came to her, and the person fell off the horse.

The sound of him falling off the horse was deafening, and at that moment Song Yu felt that he couldn't hear anything.

She covered her ears and closed her eyes in pain.

"Don't."

When she opened her eyes again, all the scenes from the dream had dissipated, and she was in front of her boudoir.

She sat up and pressed her head, thinking to herself, she was just a little princess, and she shouldn't be able to make too many waves.