Chapter 330 The princess is getting married

Style: Historical Author: Tong XiaoyanWords: 3012Update Time: 24/01/18 05:50:48
Watching the sky gradually turn dark.

Luo Jinyu looked outside the camp, calculating in his mind when the warlord would arrive at the camp.

"General, the Governor is approaching the camp."

When Luo Jinyu heard Meng Haowen's words, he nodded, "Okay, I understand."

Immediately, he stood up, fluffed up his clothes, and followed Meng Haowen outside.

Luo Jinyu, the iron-blooded and tender general, had just walked out of the camp. The breeze gently lifted his cloak, giving him an unparalleled majesty. His eyes were sharp and keen, as if he could penetrate all hypocrisy and truth.

Suddenly, a burst of noise broke the tranquility. It was a group of people approaching the camp.

Luo Jinyu frowned slightly as he saw the group of people getting closer and closer.

A snow-white horse galloped over, and the warlord on the horse looked heroic.

His face was resolute and deep. The snow-white horse seemed to feel the owner's mood. It ran very fast without any bumps. The horse's body was as white as jade, its fur was shiny, and its four legs were slender and powerful, as if it were a horse. A divine horse from heaven.

The warlord rode up to Luo Jinyu's side. He jumped off the horse with a smile and extended his broad palm to Luo Jinyu. Luo Jinyu held his hand nervously, feeling strong strength and firm belief.

"Hello, General Luo. I am the military governor sent by the Holy One."

Luo Jinyu smiled nervously and nodded, "Hello, Overseer. I'm Luo Jinyu, nice to meet you."

The military governor smiled and patted Luo Jinyu on the shoulder, "General Luo, long time no see. Maybe you don't remember me, but I am very familiar with you."

Luo Jinyu stood there, his eyes involuntarily attracted to the person on the horse. The man's figure looked particularly familiar in the sunlight, as if he had seen it before somewhere. His heart beat faster involuntarily, as if in response to his inner doubts and calls.

He stared closely at the person on the horse, trying to find clues from the familiar figure. The person's sitting posture, the person's outline, and even the person's eyes made him feel a deep sense of intimacy and familiarity. He felt as if he was drifting in a sea of ​​memories, and this stranger was like a beacon, lighting up his path.

He tried hard to find clues in his mind, trying to connect the image of this stranger with a fragment in his memory. He felt that he should know this person, but he couldn't remember him anyway. This familiar yet unfamiliar feeling made him feel deeply confused and anxious.

He looked at the people on the horse and couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He felt as if he was looking at an old friend, but he wasn't sure. He felt his heart beating faster, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions, but the familiar yet unfamiliar feeling still lingered.

Luo Jinyu looked at the people on the horse, always feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

The warlord turned around slowly and looked back at the carriage. There was a deep majesty in his eyes, which seemed to freeze everything around him. He was silent for a moment, and then said in a low and firm voice: "The man on the carriage has important information for me."

His voice echoed in the air, each word like a cold blade cutting through the silence around him. The carriage looked particularly heavy in the sunlight, like a sleeping beast, ready to pounce on those who dared to approach it. There was a sharp light in the warlord's eyes, as if he had foreseen the coming storm.

At this moment, all the sounds disappeared, leaving only the wind whistling in my ears. The Overseer's fingers were slightly bent, as if unconsciously stroking the scepter in his hand, which was a symbol of his power and authority. He walked towards the carriage, every step he took was like charging on a battlefield, full of determination and courage.

As he approached the carriage, he stopped suddenly, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's. He quietly observed the carriage, as if searching for traces of the man hiding in the darkness. Then he jerked his head up and said to the man in the carriage, "Come out."

The man hidden in the carriage was forced to reveal himself. He is a thin

The man's face was pale and his eyes were filled with fear. He stepped out of the carriage tremblingly, as if being pulled from darkness into light. He lowered his head, not daring to meet the Overseer's eyes.

The Overseer looked at him coldly, then turned and walked towards his followers. He waved his hand, and an attendant came forward, took the arm of the thin man, and took him away from the scene. The warlord did not look back. His eyes were always looking forward firmly, as if looking for the next target.

The Overseer, a majestic man wearing iron armor and holding a spear, stood at the front of the team. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, making it impossible to look directly at him. His words were like commands, heavy and oppressive.

"Luo Jinyu!" the warlord shouted, his voice echoing in the air.

Among the crowd, a young figure emerged in response. He was slender and had an innate calmness and calmness between his brows. This is Luo Jinyu, a young general who is deeply trusted by everyone.

The warlord pointed to the carriage behind him and said in an unquestionable tone, "Go and open the carriage door behind you."

Luo Jinyu immediately carried out the order. He strode towards the carriage and with a wave of his hand, the carriage door opened in response. The sun shines in through the door, reflecting a golden color.

The warlord nodded with satisfaction, and then continued his order, "Now, everyone begins to unload the supplies on the carriage."

There was a response from the crowd, and everyone took action. Luo Jinyu stood at the door of the carriage, his eyes firm and resolute, ready to deal with any emergencies that might arise.

Luo Jinyu saw a girl sitting on the carriage behind, and wondered whether this was the maid brought by the warlord as Meng Haowen said.

The girl was wearing a light green dress with several delicate peonies embroidered on the skirt, making her look noble and elegant. Her face is delicate, her eyebrows are slender, and her bright eyes reveal intelligence and alertness. Her hair was styled into two braids, the ends of which were tied with green ribbons, making her look fresh and cute.

Luo Jinyu couldn't help but become very interested in this girl. He wondered curiously, was this girl the maid brought by the warlord as Meng Haowen said? If so, what is so special about her?

Just when Luo Jinyu was thinking wildly, the girl suddenly looked up and saw him, her bright eyes blinked, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Luo Jinyu turned around embarrassedly, but still couldn't help but think about this girl.

Luo Jinyu stood there, the girl's smile bloomed like spring flowers, and her eyes were like two bright stars, shining with gentle and kind light. That smile seemed to find familiar traces in Luo Jinyu's memory, and he couldn't help but fall into memories.

He looked at her, feeling deeply moved in his heart. This smile and this look made him feel a familiar familiarity.

The girl got off the carriage and approached slowly. Her steps were light, as if every step was filled with anticipation. She looked at Luo Jinyu, her eyes shining with anticipation, and then asked softly: "Luo Jinyu, have you forgotten me?"

Luo Jinyu looked at her, the thoughts in his heart seemed to be ignited, and some distant memories gradually emerged. He looked at her, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then his pupils shrank slightly, as if he was trying to remember.

He passed his hand across his forehead, a subtle expression crossing his handsome face. He looked at her, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then said calmly: "I'm sorry, I... I think I may need some time to remember."

The girl looked at him with a flash of disappointment in her eyes, but soon she smiled again, her eyes full of kindness and understanding. "It's okay, I'll wait for you." She said softly, then turned and left, leaving Luo Jinyu alone with complicated thoughts in her heart.

Luo Jinyu stood under the bright moonlight, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of confusion and confusion.

He looked at the girl, her eyes as bright as stars seemed to be able to penetrate all the secrets in his heart. Her smile was as warm as the spring breeze, but her identity was like a mystery that he couldn't figure out.

"Who are you?" Luo Jinyu finally couldn't help asking this question that had been bothering him for a long time.

The girl smiled softly,

Her laughter was like a melody flowing on the strings, so pure and beautiful. She walked towards Luo Jinyu, and every step she took was like a beating musical note, carrying mystery and elegance.

"I am Wen Jing," the girl gently revealed her secret, her voice full of majesty and dignity, "Do you really have no image?"

Luo Jinyu was shocked by this sudden answer. He looked at her, and that familiar figure looked even more mysterious and solemn at the moment. The confusion and doubt in his heart instantly turned into admiration and awe at this moment. He bowed to the princess and said hello.

"Luo Jinyu, there are no outsiders here, you don't have to be so polite." Princess Wenjing's voice was soft but firm, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, calm and gentle.

When Luo Jinyu heard this, he bowed slightly to show respect for Princess Wenjing. He didn't speak, but stared at Princess Wenjing with his deep eyes.

Princess Wenjing smiled slightly, that smile was as warm as the spring sunshine, making people feel extremely reassured and comfortable.

Seeing her smile like this, all Bei Yichen's memories disappeared in an instant. What should she do?

Things about Princess Wenjing gradually emerged in his mind, and became more and more clear.

However, it was this discovery that made him suddenly think that the person in the house must be waiting to come back and give him a severe criticism.