Eastern Palace - Chapter 122

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It was only September, and there had been a few snowfalls, and the night was dense and dense.

There was a fire in the tent, which was actually very warm.

I opened the tent and walked into the tent, and suddenly found that the princess was gone.

The milk in the bowl was not moving. I reached out and touched it. The milk was still warm, and the princess must not have gone far.

The primary school in charge of the guard was anxious and asked, “General Pei, did you search immediately?”

I shook my head and said, “Moji.”

I walked out of the camp alone, and found the princess in the shelter behind the mountain.

She was sneaking, stuffing the beef jerky into a dishevelled mantle wrapped in sheep’s felt, like a savage.

I haven’t approached yet.

The shiny golden wrong knife is a special blade for the bee girl under the Jieshuo king’s account. It is said that this kind of knife is also very rare in the Western Regions. It was given to the most trusted maid by the Jieshuo king. Yu swaddled her tongue to avoid leaking. The bee girl has been in and out of the king’s tent since she was young, and she has won the trust of the king of the master. Jinyiyushi, daily practice of stabbing, can dormant in the dark, killing invisible. It is said that the greatest fear of the Jieshuo nobility is this golden wrong knife. If anyone dares to be unfaithful to the king, he will sleep in the tent in the middle of the night and unconsciously be cut off by the bee girl’s golden wrong knife.

I stopped and lifted the wooden bowl in my hand high to show them that I only had milk in my hand.

The savage bee girl slowly withdrew her golden knife, and I placed the wooden bowl on the ground and retreated quietly. The princess gave me a careful look, and the cat came over and took the bowl of milk.

The bee girl was very anxious and hadn’t eaten for about a long time. Even the bowl of milk was drunk cleanly.

I turned around and was about to walk away. Suddenly the princess stopped me. Her Central Plains spoke badly and snorted. “General, thank you… thank you…”

I didn’t look back, just stopped for a while and said, “The princess doesn’t have to be polite.”

I didn’t expect her to be so rude. I saw the bee girl again in her tent the next day, but her hands and face were cleaned, and all the hair that felt like a felt was cut off. Wearing coarse clothes for handyman, it looks like a boy who is still small and unhaired.

The princess was a little embarrassed, and still babbling to explain to me: “Adu…she…poor…I… stay.”

I looked at the Anxidu Hufu specifically looking for a few Central Plains maidservants who served the princess. They were all lying on the ground tremblingly, afraid to get up.

I finally said, “The army can’t accommodate people of unknown origin, but she is an alien, and Princess Mo will end up in trouble.”

The princess looked at me with her dark and bright eyes, and rarely said the whole sentence: “But I am also an alien.”

I said indifferently: “His Royal Highness is the Queen Xiliang, the prince and the princess, not a stranger of unknown origin.”

The princess’s head lowered little by little, and it began to snow outside again. Snow beads hit the tent rustlingly.

Ma Xuexue traveled south for several days, and the bee girl still seemed to be not stubborn, still affixed behind the army not far away, and did not hide her tracks.

The close friend Yulin Lang finally couldn’t help but ask me: “General, do you want to kill?”

I’m not sure.

Because the princess is sick.

Since expelling the bee girl that day, the princess was sick.

She was very ill and had a high fever. She lay in the car dizzy every day. There is no good doctor in the army, I only worry that she can’t afford to be sick.

Camping tonight, the maidservant of the Central Plains who served the princess came to me in a panic, saying that the princess was unconscious, but I was afraid that it would be bad.

Although the princess was very ill a few days ago, she always had consciousness. I wanted to rush to the princess camp to take a look at it, but instead of thinking about it, I went to see the prince first. The spirit of the prince is getting better day by day. When I went, he was practicing swords in the tent. The prince was good at swords, but the ordinary people were not exposed in front of him. The dragon was like a group of white light cages beside him, Jianmang vomited slightly, and suddenly stabbed at me.

I am not shocked.

The prince’s sword-blade passed by my ear, and there was a chill, pointed by the sword-blade, which cut off the cord, and the snow outside flew in suddenly, chaotically, and fell on my robe.

I didn’t reach out and flick the snowflakes. The tent was warm. In a flash, the snowflakes gradually melted into water marks on my clothes and disappeared.

Prince Yinyin put away her sword and said, “Azhao, you came just right and it snowed again. I told them to roast the lamb. Let’s drink and drive away the cold at night.”

I said, “The princess is very sick. Do you want to go and see?”

The smile on the prince’s face disappeared instantly. He said, “That ugly monster, I won’t go to see her.”

I said: “His Highness is not satisfied with this marriage, and he will feel that instead of sticking to this hot potato and returning his hands and feet after returning to Beijing, it is better to end this time.”

The Prince’s eyes were bright, and he stared at me: “What do you want to do?”

I said, “The princess is sick and has died on the road. It’s not a big deal. It’s no big deal to ask Xiliang to choose another king. If Xiliang does not have a king to marry, it can be a country like Guizi. Pick one of the maidens and you’re done.”

The prince pondered for a moment, and finally he shook his head: “Although this forest army was accepted by you, but your majesty has no eyeliner. We killed the princess, and the father and emperor must be displeased.”

I said, “Your Highness just be assured, the princess has been sick all the way, and everyone in the Yulin Army knows that he will not teach your majesty to doubt.”

The prince listened to me like this, and was silent for a moment, then suddenly sighed and said: “Forget it, even though the barbarian is abominable, it is not she who wants to marry me. It’s a last resort, why bother her life.”

I said, “Your Highness has such a heart, why don’t you visit her. She is alone, and will be tied to your Highness for the rest of her life. Your Highness can’t bear to kill her.

The prince thought about it and finally convinced me.

I accompanied the prince to the princess tent. The princess still had a high fever and was unconscious.

Several maidservants guarded the sick bed with diligence, seeing us come in and salute.

The prince was absent-minded and waved his hands. The maids quickly quit the account. I was about to bow down and the prince suddenly stopped me.

“Azhao, don’t leave.”

He complained: “Leave me alone with a patient, what do you think?”

I had to turn around and return to him.

The princess was really sick. She burned a white skin on her mouth, and a bowl of half-warm goat’s milk was placed on the small table in front of the sickbed. The maids tried it for a long time, and did not taste it. Spoon, so drip can not enter, seeing it is impossible.

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