"As a prince, you may not be able to be a long-term prince!"
After saying that, without waiting for Orihemu to respond, she turned around and got into the carriage.
"Bold! How dare you speak rudely to our eldest prince!" Jing Huahan's words were not pleasant to the ears. Shaobu on the side raised his eyebrows and held the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Errihemu raised his hand with an extremely indifferent expression, "Forget it, why bother with a woman like her?"
Hearing this, Shaobu had no choice but to retreat in panic, and pointed to the carriage in front, "First Prince, let's take the carriage in front."
Orihemu shook his head, "No need! I'll take a ride with the princess -"
"The eldest prince! There seems to be a sound of fighting over there!" Before Orihemu could finish speaking, Shaobu pointed backwards.
Errihemu glanced at it from a distance, not far away, there seemed to be a large number of soldiers and horses galloping towards them.
"Could it be that the prisoner led Jing towards the major general?"
"Watch the princess! I'm going to take this man's head and present it to the emperor!"
"Yes!" After saying that, Shaobu gave an order, and a large number of guards rushed to the carriage.
Erri and Mu quickly got on their horses and ran back.
Jing Huahan, who was feeling depressed in the car, heard these words.
There are not many major generals in the Jing Dynasty. It has been more than half a month since Beidi invaded. No matter how honest the important officials in the court are, there are probably not many who can persist until now and have not surrendered——
Which major general is willing to be led here——
When she thought about it carefully, she couldn't think of anyone else besides her cousin Qi He.
Listening to the increasingly chaotic footsteps outside, she couldn't help but open the carriage window and lift the sedan curtain to look outside.
But the speed of the Beidi guards was much faster than she expected, and they silently surrounded the carriage she was riding in.
At the same time, Yelu Daiqin, who had just settled down in another carriage, also heard the noise outside.
"What's the sound?" He pushed open the flap and looked outside.
Ninko just got on the horse, tightened his grip on the reins and looked back, "It looks like a group of people is coming - could it be that the prince has sent troops to follow us into the capital?"
But in just the blink of an eye, the clang of swords and roars filled the entire plain.
Yelu Daiqin took a closer look and saw that the soldiers who were coming were actually wearing Dajing's armor.
"They are Dajing's soldiers!" He put down the curtain, stood up and walked under the carriage.
"Ninko! Gather the soldiers and surround Princess Da Jing's carriage! They must be coming for her! Either to kill or to save!"
"If anyone lets Princess Dajing go, I will chop off his head!"
"yes!"
After saying that, he picked up his sword, mounted his horse, and ran towards the carriage frame of Jinghua Hairpin.
Looking at the Dajing soldiers fighting with the Beidi Army not far away, Jing Huahan's heart suddenly became excited, and he opened the tailgate and was about to get out of the car.
But as soon as her toes stretched out, a cold sword flashing with cold light suddenly blocked her eyes.
Such a close distance, close enough for her to see her own pale, broken face with disheveled hair through the shining sword.
She was close enough to smell the strong smell of blood that had been tainted on the sound of the sword.
"go back."
This voice was dark and cold, filled with a deep chill, so familiar yet so strange.
Jing Hua's hairpin slowly raised his eyes, and the crow-green cloak made the young man in front of him look like a crown jewel.
It was still the same face that looked like it had been chiselled by a knife or an axe. The only difference was that the dimples from when they first met were gone.
Instead, there were drooping eyelashes, cold eyebrows, and a casual cold light radiating from the black pupils.
Jing Huahan touched the aching wound on his right arm and sneered in his heart.
In such a short time, everything - has become so strange.
She felt nothing but deep hatred for this man.
Jinghua Hairpin looked at the young man in front of him intently, with scarlet eyes.
"What if - I don't obey?"
Looking at Jing Huahan's pale cheeks, Yelu Daiqin felt a trace of unbearability in his heart, but his face was still cold, "Then you - you try it!"
"Sure enough, the people of Beidi are all so cold-blooded." Jing Huahan sneered, raised his eyebrows feebly, stretched out his fingertips to grasp the hilt of Yelu Daiqin's sword, "Yelu Daiqin! If you dare - kill me now! "
"Second Prince! Get on the carriage quickly! The enemy is attacking!"
Hearing this, Yelu Daiqin quickly put away his sword and followed the sound.
With a "shoo" sound, an arrow flashed past, and Ninko fell to the ground.
Then several more arrows came.
"Go back quickly! There are arrows!" Yelu Daiqin shouted loudly and pushed Jinghua Hairpin into the carriage.
Just as Jing Huahan stumbled into the carriage, he heard a familiar voice.
"General! Our princess is in that carriage! I watched her get up there with my own eyes!"
Jing Huahan's pupils shrank, General? Could it be——Cousin Qi He——
Thinking this, she couldn't restrain her inner excitement and immediately got out of the carriage.
There was chaos outside, and the guards beside her carriage were gone.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Qing'e took Shi Jin and rushed to the carriage where Jing Hua Hairan was riding. She quickly stepped forward and grabbed the panicked Jing Hua Hairan, "Princess!"
Jing Huahan was startled and hurriedly pulled away her hand. When she looked to her side, she realized that Qing'e had already run to her side.
She caught sight of Shi Jin following Qing'e and was stunned for a moment.
"Princess! The end will come soon!" Shi Jin lowered his head slightly and was about to kneel when he was held up by Jing Hua's hairpin.
She bit her lip and asked, "Where are you, Major General?"
Shi Jin showed a smile and was about to speak when a loud shout came.
"Kneel down!"
Only then did Jing Huahan realize that after just one or two words, the surroundings had become quiet, as if the turmoil just now had never happened before.
She turned around and saw Yelu Daiqin sitting on the horse, flanked by Orihemu, Chaganbari, and Zana.
"Our master told you to kneel down, don't you understand?" Shao Bu looked at Shi Jin behind Jing Hua's hairpin and swung his horsewhip angrily.
Seeing the opponent's proud look, Jing Huahan understood that Qi He's army was defeated.
Shi Jin cocked his neck, stared at the tall horse in front of him, and snorted with disdain, "We, the men of Da Jing, kneel to our ancestors and parents in heaven and earth!" Then he spat fiercely on the ground, "We don't kneel to the barbarian country. !”
"Ha!" Erri and Muyang sneered, "It's still a tough fight!"
He gave the guard on the side a look, "Tear off his clothes! Give him a hard slap on his skin!"
After receiving the order, several imperial guards immediately stepped forward to hold Shijin up.
"The eldest prince!" Jing Hua took a step forward and looked at Errihemu, "He is just a soldier of Da Jing——"
"Princess!" Errihemu leaned down and hooked Jinghua Hairpin's chin with his knuckles, "What? Are you going to plead for this little soldier again?"
"You bastard! Get your dirty hands off!"
A shattering sound of collapse followed by a roar came toward everyone.
Jing Huahan heard the sound and looked over. Not far away, the door panel of a carriage fell down, and the person who struggled to jump out of the car was the person she thought about day and night.
For a time, all the grievances of the past few days came to my mind.
She cried and ran towards the carriage, no longer caring whether she would be shot to death by an arrow.
She has felt unprecedented despair about her life.
The country is ruined and the family is destroyed. I am ashamed of the people and my ancestors.
She couldn't think of anyone else whose life was more tragic than hers, and whose fate was more ups and downs than hers.
"cousin!"
The cold wind passed over her pale and sharp cheeks, without a trace of tenderness, panic like fate, and without a trace of compassion for her.
Under the black cloak, the thin obscene clothes swayed in the wind, making the whole person look cold and haggard.
Qi He looked at the girl running towards him and seemed to see the naughty princess who was always following him.
There was no way, this memory was too long, so long that he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.
Injuring his leg, he limped towards the person in front of him, stretched out his arms, and hugged the person tightly.
His knuckles gently brushed the hair of the person in front of him, and Qi He's eyes became a little wet.
"It's great! I didn't expect that we would be so close in the past half month-" Qi He looked at Jinghua Hairpin lovingly, tears falling down his face.
"Cousin! I thought you - thought you were dead!" Jinghua Hairpin was pressed tightly against Qi He's chest, crying until he was out of breath.
"Third Prince, kill them right here! You can't get the token anyway!" Azileng said.
"Wait a minute!" Before Chaganbari could express his position, Yelu Daiqin raised his voice and stopped Azileng.
"What? Daiqin?" Chaganbari looked at Yelu Daiqin, "What do you have to say?"
As for Jinghua Hairpin's life, Chaganba Japan advocated keeping it.
But today, we encountered Qi He's attack. Although we successfully captured the people, we still lost some soldiers and horses.
Therefore, he suddenly felt that it was not appropriate to keep Jing Huahan alive.
There was still some distance to go to the capital, and he was afraid that keeping Jinghua Hairpin alive would cause another accident.
"Uncle Wang, what do you think?" Yelu Daiqin didn't respond to Chagan Bari's words, but asked back.
"In my opinion, there's no need to keep them!" Cha Ganba glanced at Jinghua Hairpin and Qi He, "It's obvious that they are a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks!"
"Dai Qin, I'm afraid that man's identity is not just Dajing's general, but I think he looks like a prince-in-law!"
Seeing Jinghua Hairpin and Qi He hugging each other, Yelu Daiqin's face became more and more cold and cruel, "It's better to take it back. Now that we have caught him alive, why not take him back! Let my father see it for himself." !”
"Doesn't he want to live?"
Errihemu also echoed, "Uncle Wang, listen to Dai Qin!"
Cha Ganbari did not insist on his opinion anymore, "Okay, then let's escort him back together!"
After that, he made another arrangement to separate Jinghua Hairpin and Qi He, and a group of people marched towards the capital.
"Second Prince, do you really not want to kill that young general?"
As the carriage drove slowly, Sandanfu poured a glass of rice wine for Yelu Daiqin, "It's too cold. Please drink some to warm yourself up!"
Yelu Daiqin glanced at him, took the wine bottle and drank it in one gulp, "Who asked you to ask? The eldest prince? Or the prince?"
San Danfu silently lowered his head as if he had been exposed.
