After the divorce, the prince suddenly plotted against me

Chapter 196 Jun Yan, Why Are You Crying?
She raised her hand in a strange way, trying to grab the man in the white robe and jade crown. In the forest in the distance, a crow called "quack quack ~" and flew across the moonlight, fluttering its wings.

This sound brought Song Yao back to reality completely.

The moonlight does not cross the abyss.

The ghost trapped in the mud wants to get the love of the gods.

Simply ridiculous!
She gave Jun Yan a push and didn't even want the spear. Feeling disgusted and ashamed of herself with dirty thoughts, she turned and ran to Wang's tent.

The man standing under the moonlight had warm brows and eyes, "Your Majesty."

He caught up and called 'her', "Why are you running, you're sweating all over, why don't you take a shower with me?"

"No need."

"I think you can't do it like this. Some don't like cleanliness. If it spreads in the future, what should I do if no girl likes you?"

Is it clean to take a shower with you? !
I'm afraid I'm even more unclean!
"Why don't you speak? Is it because you don't want to get close to the minister? It's really sad for the minister." He said, showing his fragility.

"...I'm not free." Song Yao squeezed out three words between her teeth.

"Oh," the other party was not sorry, "Not tonight, but tomorrow and the day after tomorrow... there will be one day, right?"

"No, no, nothing, nothing!"

"Tsk, you have to lose your temper every time you take a bath, and you wear a mask all day long. You must be a woman, right? I remember, your concubine, oh, the one called Song Yao, she was born beautiful, and you too You should show your true face just like her."

"Jun Yan!" Song Yao never felt that men would talk so much, and she was afraid and annoyed, "I want to be quiet!"

"Are you looking for Concubine Jing? Then there will be an imperial decree for her to accompany you. However, your majesty has embraced the beautiful woman, so you might as well take pity on me. I really like your concubine named Song Yao. If you are willing to part with her, I will give you a favor." May ten miles of red makeup, three letters and six hires come to marry her."

Song Yao raised her eyes instantly, her gaze was like a knife.

The air seemed to be quiet for a moment.

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like an instant.

Song Yao heard her cold voice, and she opened the door of the tent, "You are the king, and she is the concubine. Don't say such things in the future, it will make people laugh."

"How can I be ridiculed if I like her?"

"But she doesn't like you, and she doesn't deserve you!"

The tent door was closed.

Song Yao felt that the other party was aware of her identity, and she didn't sleep well all night after tossing and turning.

She couldn't guess how much joke and provocation was in the liking in Junyan's mouth.

But she can be sure.

The person she is grateful for, admires, and ardently admires, he is a hero, he should marry a noble daughter, and the husband and wife should sing harmoniously, instead of marrying an ugly concubine who is notorious and notorious, who has been bullied by the world ridicule and ridicule.

The love that was ignorant when I was young took root in my heart and was cut off mercilessly.

The military camp was huge and the battle was tense. Since that night, she intentionally avoided him, but she really didn't meet him again.

As spring and autumn come, cold comes and summer goes, she is still diligent, leading troops straight into Beirong territory as if entering no man's land, he beheaded the new emperor of the Nanman, and became a generation of killing gods who were feared by everyone.

In March, this was the fifth year of the war, Bei Rong lost half of the country's military power, bowed their heads to ask for peace, Ye Zichen advocated peace and not to fight, and issued seven secret edicts, urging Song Yao to lead his troops back to Beijing.

However, Song Yao led [-] cavalry to the north, attacked and captured the surrounding small countries all the way, robbed food and repaired it, and slammed the spears in his hands, approaching the royal family of Beirong.

In June, the army of the Northern Rong was stationed thousands of miles away to confront the new emperor's army, but Song Yao detoured and led an iron cavalry raid, took the emperor of the Beirong and beheaded him.

She trampled Bei Rong's face on the ground.

The Beirong royal family was furious, and jointly dispatched troops, recalling the heroes to surround Song Yao, intending to behead him.

The sound of killing shook the sky, tens of thousands of soldiers, Song Yao's spear was cut off and inserted into the yellow sand.

The setting sun was stained with blood, and the enemy general's long sword was about to pierce her neck.

Song Yao frowned.

She knew that if her head was brought back to Beirong, the world would know that the new emperor was weak and incompetent.

The southern barbarians and the northern Rong had no power to fight anymore, the king of Chen seized the throne, and the right emperor became famous, and the hearts of the people returned, it was easy.

As for Song Jinse, the noble concubine of the subjugated country, one can imagine what happened to her.

This is the road she wrote for everyone.

She closed her eyes, but the expected pain did not come.

A long arrow pierced the enemy general's heart.

"Song Yao!" She heard a familiar voice in the distance, piercing her heart, turned her head, and saw the man sitting on the horse with red eyes.

He staggered towards her in the rare rain.

At that moment, the famous young Killing God couldn't even hold the spear in his hand.

All three thousand cavalry were lost, and the girl on horseback had stab wounds on her front and back.

Only one step away-

Big tears of blood rolled down from Jun Yan's eyes, he hugged the skinless girl in his arms, and asked her angrily, "Do you like him that much?"

"I like it so much, I'd rather die than flatten Bei Rong for him? Keep him safe for a hundred years?!"

His body was shaking badly, and he carefully held the treasure in his arms.

"Jun Yan," Song Yao blinked, she lost strength, everything was blurry, as if crawling out of blood, she whispered: "Why are you crying?"

She didn't seem to understand, and her thoughts were half a beat behind, "Are you going to cry too?"

"Yeah, Song Yao," he raised his eyes and met her almond eyes, "I'm also human, and I also have emotions and desires. I can cry, and I can also hurt. Don't like Ye Zichen anymore, can you?"

He picked her up and walked in the desert full of yellow sand, choked up and asked her, "Could you like someone else, okay?"

His tears fell on Song Yao's face, salty, and hurt her wounds, her heart, and her eyes.

"No."

Song Yao closed her eyes, the crescent moon hovering around her heart trembled and buzzed, making her blood churn in pain, "Jun Yan, I want to be his queen. He promised me that once Bei Rong is leveled, he will give me the throne."

"If I can also grant you the next position," he said hoarsely, "can you stop looking for him?"

"But I don't like you, and you don't like me either," Song Yao clenched her teeth, she looked at Jun Yan and laughed, firmly saying, "I want to be with the person I like."

Countless grievances came up, and his body trembled slightly. After a long time, he grinned, his smile was uglier than crying, "...Okay."

The scorching sun scorched the world like ink, and the girl with cold brows and eyes raised her head and looked seriously at the man sitting in front of him.

Jun Yan saw her wandering in the sky, and said in a calm voice, "Did you steal this food behind my back?"

Song Yao was shocked and blurted out, "How can you miss me so much! I don't!"

"is it?"

"yes.

"Try it alone." The unfinished words were drawn into the man's fiery breath.

Song Yao was pinched by the waist and moved closer to Jun Yan.

The two were very close, only separated by a layer of clothing, and could feel the warmth of each other's bodies.

"Who were you thinking about just now? Ye Zichen?"

She widened her eyes and whined in denial.

"Don't be distracted next time," Jun Yan backed away a little, giving her room to breathe, and then leaned forward again and said, "Broken leg."

"!!!"

(End of this chapter)