Three years later.

Thirty-eight years of Emperor Xun.

The old general Li on the sickbed recently likes to reminisce about the past, he called someone to invite Princess Lianyue, chatted with her a lot, and also talked about his eldest grandson's young days.

Five days later, General Li went.

In the past few years, General Li's health has become worse and worse, and the injuries he suffered in his early years have hollowed out his body.

After he left, it snowed heavily in Mobei for more than ten days in a row, and this heavy snow seemed to be used by the gods to send the old general.

The body of the old general was burned in a pile of fire, and the military adviser himself scattered it on the city wall.

General Li instructed before his death that after his death, his body would be burned and his ashes would be scattered on the territory of Mobei.

Above the city walls.

The military advisor who sprinkled the ashes of the old general had red eyes, he had followed the old general for a generation, and witnessed the life of the old general.

The military advisor looked at the ashes, he thought that even if the old general was no longer alive, he was afraid that he would also want to turn into a handful of loess to protect this territory belonging to the Xiwu Dynasty.

Gao Lianyue, who was standing beside the military advisor, was quiet.

She watched the military advisor beside her grab handfuls of ashes and sprinkle them down, it was very cold on the city wall, and the wet and cold snowflakes floated onto her face from time to time, and it didn't hurt.

She has been in Mobei for three years, has adapted to the weather in Mobei, and will not be afraid of wet and cold snowflakes.

She is no longer the woman who was unaccustomed to the water and soil when she first arrived in Mobei and was sick for more than half a month.

She is no longer the impulsive woman who thought about revenge when she first arrived in Mobei.

One year, two years, three years. She's been here for three years.

Gao Lianyue stretched out a hand, and the palm of the hand was no longer delicate and white, with many calloused scars.

She caught a handful of snowflakes, stared at the snowflakes, and remembered the man of the Li family in her memory.

The snow scene in Mobei is really beautiful.

Now she has seen it, not only has she seen it, but she has been watching it alone for three years.

In the past three years, she slept in the camp tent he slept, ate the big pot of rice he ate, took the spear he held, read the military books he read, learned the martial arts he learned, rode the horse he rode, and loved the people he loved.

It's a pity that he can't see it, he's not there, and she misses him very much.

She sometimes thinks that if she had thought more carefully back then, she would have stopped him from being impulsive?

Or did she accompany him?

A princess of a country, if she dies like that.

Is the king of Western Wu about to order revenge?

Will the king of Western Wu not accept the surrender of the Yi Dynasty?

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

She looked at the beautiful rivers and mountains in Mobei, looked at the ambush in his body, and closed her eyes.

She didn't even see his bones, not his body!

What did the Yi Dynasty do to him!

Or?

He's alive?

No.

She pulled out a safety clasp from her bosom.

Ten years later.

I heard that the new king and queen of the Yi Dynasty were assassinated by Wuyan, the number one master in Mobei, and the holy aunt of southern Xinjiang.

And the Wuyan and the Holy Aunt of Southern Xinjiang were all invited by Princess Liyue, who left Chang'an City that year, to assassinate the new king of the Yi Dynasty, Shanbai and the queen, Shuang Lingzi.

The Yi Dynasty was furious, and the Yi Dynasty Wang insisted that all the soldiers avenge the king! They wrote a letter to unite the surrounding four countries that had always had a good relationship with the Yi Dynasty, and wanted to unite to attack Western Wu, kill Wuyan, kill the Holy Aunt of Southern Xinjiang, and take down the princess.

On the north side of the desert, on the city wall, Gao Lianyue was wearing a black robe, her black hair was tied up like ink, her body was straight, and her temperament was noble, and she glanced at the soldiers of the Yi Dynasty who were under the city wall.

The bow and arrow she held in her hand was stretched into a half-moon, and a black feather bow and arrow went straight towards the Yi Dynasty soldier under the city wall, and hit the Yi Dynasty soldier she was targeting.

Her archery skills have become superb.

She stood on the city wall, looking at the black oppression under the city, and showed a grim smile.

God knows?

She had been waiting for this day for thirteen years, thirteen years.

With golden drums in the sky, a woman wearing a black battle robe and iron gray and silver bright armor on her shoulders was full of evil energy, riding a fast horse like a flying war horse, leading the iron-blooded tough man Li Jiajun to rush out of the city gate!

There were a few dark clouds in the sky of Mobei, and the noble princess outside the lonely city led the soldiers to fight against the foreign enemy.

Kill millions of foreign soldiers, and the sword on his waist is still bloody.

The battlefield of a hundred battles shattered the iron clothes, and the soldiers of the Yi Dynasty were destroyed with one sword.

Gold and iron armor, sweat and blood, proud bones, looking at death as home.

A few years later.

Chang'an City is going to send a general of the Li family to inject fresh Li family blood into the Mobei Biansai and continue the legend of the Li family to the Mobei Biansai.

The little general of the Li family likes to wear black clothes, his black hair is tied high, and he is tied with a jade hair crown, and a few strands of black hair hang down his ears, flowing and swaying, like a willow in spring, riding a horse and finally arriving in Mobei from Chang'an City.

Two men and horses galloped out under the gate of the Mobei city wall, wearing black jackets, shoulders and armor, and the chest of the shoulders was eagle-headed, shining in the sun, they were the Li Jiajun praised by everyone.

A gorgeous brocade robe, a golden crown and jade belt, the brocade robe is inlaid with gorgeous gold edges, the needlework is meticulous, and the brocade robe is embroidered with a flying dragon pattern, which is also extremely careful and lifelike.

The two of them reined in neatly, and the man in the lead had a smile on his face, "Is it General Xiao Li? You are here! The princess is waiting to see you!"

Li Changsu arched his hand and smiled: "It's finally here, and the two of you go out to greet you, and Changsu is flattered." ”

"Politely, the little general will come with us to see the princess!"

was led by the soldiers to meet the current master of Mobei, the princess of Xiwu, Li Changsu was a little curious.

The little general entered the commander and bowed to the princess.

The princess glanced at the bloodline of the Li family, and felt a rare warmth in her heart.

General Xiao Li secretly glanced at this princess, and found that she was completely different from the legend, Chang'an City said that this princess was weak, willful, and coquettish in Chang'an City, and later made a fuss to go to Mobei, a woman who was a princess, Xu was lucky, led Jinshi to win several battles, and also slaughtered the entire Yi Dynasty, so that there is no Yi Dynasty in this world, and there will be no Yi Dynasty and regret it......

But looking at her now, she is obviously cold-blooded and steady.

There is no weak posture, no half of coquettishness.

Li Changsu didn't know that Princess Liyue was indeed weak, willful, and brutal in the past, even if she had learned horseback riding, shooting, and self-defense kung fu in the royal family, she was still weak and willful compared to the iron-blooded and thoughtful soldiers of Mobei.

But I don't know if this newcomer Li Changsu has heard a word?

Women are weak, but they are strong because of love.

Women will be willful and unstable.

Li Changsu was dressed in black, and I don't know if the generals of their Li family like to wear black, not far from him, the woman sitting in the commander's tent looked at him carefully, looking at the eyes that were somewhat similar to the person in her memory, and the outline was somewhat similar, and a smile appeared on her face.

After half a sound, he suddenly spoke: "Among them, I am more willing, you respect me, auntie." ”

Acacia has been in the bones, and I am shocked that I never regret it;

She missed him so much, she wanted so much, she had been waiting, waiting for the man who said he wanted to marry her to come back and ask for a marriage.

Knowing that the fate is shallow, but the love is deep.

Even if she recovers, she will never be separated from life and death.

Drink the wine you've drunk, keep the city you want to keep, and hurt the people you will hurt.

Infatuated and reminiscent of the king's death, green silk and white hair do not marry.