Prince, the princess calls you to dream

Chapter 1
August [-], sunny.

The alleys in the capital of Dazhao were empty with thousands of people, and the people poured out of their nests, just to kneel down to welcome the return of the Ninth Prince Bai Jiuxiao.

The emperor made a decree at the beginning of his ascension to the throne: as long as the Ninth Prince leads the army, he must kneel before going out to send him off, and he must kneel to greet him when he returns to the court.

"I heard that the Ninth Prince led troops to attack Huanglong, and Sang Linguo was beaten to the ground. He offered a little prince as a hostage to Da Zhao, and the Ninth Prince gave up."

"Well, I also heard that the other party sent a proton, cut another five cities, and offered ten thousand taels of gold."

"The Ninth Prince is really powerful."

When it comes to the Nine Princes, the people of Dazhao respect and fear him.

The Ninth Prince Bai Jiuxiao, Wentao and Wulue, is the regent king who really controls the government today, and is also the feared god of war in the border countries.

He has led troops to fight since the age of 15, and has never been defeated. The point of the long sword is bloody.

That year, the first emperor was critically ill, so he marched against the palace with troops to win the throne for his 14-year-old younger brother. After the young emperor ascended the throne, he named him regent.

Now it is the age of 21, there is an iceberg and iron tree, and there is no single wife or concubine in the mansion, all energy is spent on enlisting politics and criticizing red, iron and blood.

When all the officials mentioned him, they were all terrified, and when the common people saw him, they even shrank away.

On the ten-mile long street, Wanmin knelt and bowed their heads.

The 20 army is so powerful.

Bai Jiuxiao rode on a tall horse, wearing a silver armor facing the autumn sun, shining brilliantly.

The people did not dare to raise their heads, and did not even dare to take a big breath.

Bai Jiuxiao has long been used to such scenes.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the people who bowed their heads piously, and suddenly thought, if they knew that the Ninth Prince was actually a daughter, she didn't know how she would feel.

This is the first time she has had this thought in 21 years.

She was raised as a prince since she was born, she learned the skills of a man, and did the work of a man, so much so that she herself forgot her gender.

The reason why I suddenly remembered this today was probably the dream I had last night.

In the dream, there was an extremely good-looking man with hatred in his eyes, and he stabbed her to death with a sword.

Ever since she could remember, she had discovered that she had a supernatural ability, and she rarely dreamed, but whenever she dreamed, something opposite to the dream would definitely happen.

In the dream, the man hated her and killed her, but in reality, doesn't this man love her like his life?
There are so many people who want to kill her in this world, how could anyone love her like life?
Fresh!

Close your eyes and recall the eyebrows and eyes of the man in your dream again.

She was sure it wasn't a face she knew, but she saw the place where the other party killed her, at the gate of a place called Niannan Liyuan.

She opened her eyes, and suddenly had the idea to go and have a look.

He made a decisive decision, so he ordered the deputy general Lu Chengxi: "You take the army back to the court, and when the emperor asks about it, he will say that the king has a private matter to attend to."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for his reaction, he pulled the rein and turned the horse's head, and Juechen left.

*
The fierce horse galloped.

While riding, she skillfully removed her armor.

You can't go there as the Ninth Prince, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

You can't go there as a man either.

Otherwise, how could that man fall in love with her!
Thinking in this way, she decisively tore off the hair tie on the top of her head.

Her black hair fell down like a waterfall, and she was wearing a white jacket after she took off her armor. The white clothes and black hair looked like the flowing wind returning to the snow.

*
At the gate of the Liyuan, she was stopped.

"Girl, if you don't have a ticket, you can't enter. Besides, the morning performance has been sung for a long time, and you can watch the end if you go in at this time."

Bai Jiuxiao frowned: "If you don't watch the show, find someone."

Seeing that she was disheveled and only wearing a middle coat, which was completely inappropriate, the man at the door wanted to say that she couldn't enter even if she was looking for someone.

But for some reason, the exit became: "Who is the girl looking for, I can tell it for you."

Probably because she was intimidated by the calm and prestige between her eyebrows, the man at the door thought so.

"Looking for..." Bai Jiuxiao paused for a moment, then said expressionlessly, "My lover."

To be precise, the people who love her.

The man at the gate was dumbfounded for a moment.

spouse?

Usually they would talk about their husband, or husband or something, so, is it someone who hasn't been married yet?
That can't even be put in. It's so untidy and unseemly, and it's so blunt, it's obviously to make trouble.

"I can't, girl, forgive me."

Bai Jiuxiao's eyes turned cold, and he sternly said, "I think you can stop it by yourself."

Suddenly realized that he couldn't reveal his identity: "Think you can stop Liyuan from making money?"

At the same time, a gold leaf was handed over to the man.

*
"The Peony Pavilion" was being sung on the stage of the main hall, and there were many spectators in the audience. Bai Jiuxiao glanced sharply, but did not find the person she was looking for among the spectators.

There was no need to look for a second look, she went straight to the backstage of the troupe.

She remembered that person in her dreams at a glance, and now she can recognize him among thousands of people at a glance.

There are three rooms in the backstage, the first room is the prop room, she opened the door curtain, there was no one in it, and she didn't go in, striding forward to the second room.

It was a costume room, and a man was checking the costumes. When he heard the movement at the door, the man turned his head.

The moment their eyes met, both of them were stunned.

It's him!

Bai Jiuxiao was overjoyed.

This man is so good-looking, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and red lips, his beauty is strong and distinct, but his eyes are indifferent, his temperament is alienated, and his beauty is cold and mysterious.

Asking myself, I have seen countless young talents, but I feel that no one is half as elegant as him.

"What's the matter?" The man spoke first, with his slender fingers arranging the belt of a costume hanging on the hanger.

The voice is also nice, like the ding-dong of an ancient spring, deep and sweet.

"Well, find"

Before the word 'you' came out of her mouth, the other party interrupted her: "I know, I'm looking for your lover."

Bai Jiuxiao was startled.

"Oh, I just passed by and heard what you said to the little brother at the door." The man explained quietly.

It turned out to be the case.

It seems that he pays attention to her, but just passing by, he noticed what she said and remembered it, Bai Jiuxiao thought to himself.

"I'm the only one in this room." The man said again.

The implication is that there is no one she is looking for.

Bai Jiuxiao originally wanted to say, I am looking for you, but without saying that, he took a step forward: "What do you think of me?"

man:"."

He stared at her speechlessly for a moment, then said indifferently, "It's not like that."

Bai Jiuxiao didn't expect him to reply like this, but soon, she understood again.

She must have been taken aback by her candor.

Moreover, ordinary strangers will not say that the other party is not very good.

Behaving so unrefined and demeanor must be deliberately doing the opposite to cover up her true thoughts and gain her attention.

In the art of war, it is called concealment.

Bai Jiuxiao thought so.

"What's your name?" she asked.

The man picked out a set of costumes and hung them on the front of the hanger, and turned around: "I don't think we can know our names."

Bai Jiuxiao reacted to his words, thinking of playing hard to get in 36 Strategies of War.

The implication is that if you want to know his name, you have to develop a further relationship with him.

"Okay, let's not talk about it for now." Bai Jiuxiao said briskly.

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(End of this chapter)