The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

Chapter 496 Dilemma
After coming out of the silver building, the little boy didn't say anything.

His little hands silently tightened on Bai Su, and said in a weak voice: "Sister, I'm sorry!"

He wanted to give his sister a coming of age gift.

But my sister was humiliated and almost injured...

He is really useless.

I can't protect my sister.

Can't protect anyone.

The little boy gritted his teeth hard.

Bai Su half-knelt down in front of Ah Zai tenderly: "Ah Zai gave sister such beautiful jewelry, why do you have to apologize?"

"Isn't this for me?" Bai Su pretended to be surprised and looked regretful.

Ah Zai shook his head repeatedly: "This is for my sister - a coming-of-age ceremony."

The little thing said, shy.

The last three words were so soft that I couldn't even hear them.

Bai Su looked at Azai seriously: "Azai, do you know, this is the first coming-of-age gift that I have received! I am really happy and like it very much!"

The little thing's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really?"

"Of course!"

Bai Su solemnly said: "So, thank you very much, Zai!"

Bai Su didn't lie.

In the past, the original owner's family was so poor that they couldn't even open the pot.

The original owner's coming-of-age ceremony was a bowl of longevity noodles with minced meat and two eggs.

This was what Mrs. Wang saved from between her teeth after drinking water for five days.

The little girl's face turned red.

Bai Su gently held him in her arms.

Back to the restaurant.

Dan Muyoshi saw the female soldier injured and asked.

The female soldier responded truthfully.

heard.

Dan Mujizi punched the table angrily: "This is unreasonable."

But more often than not, there is silence.

The group returned to the palace.

Bai Su went to the kitchen to cook.

They had eaten outside and it was cooked for the saint.

When Bai Su came over with the food plate, the saint was still dealing with official duties.

All the urgent ones were sent to the Xiongnu, but the ordinary ones were piled up.

The saint began to deal with it in the afternoon, and now it is completely dark.

Next to the piles of memorials are the intact and already cold meals.

Bai Su didn't make a sound and sat quietly aside with a plate of food.

The saint rubbed her brows with congestion, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Bai Su sitting at the bottom.

Her bruise faded and she asked in a warm voice, "I'm back! Did you enjoy your time?"

"I'm so happy! Ah Zai also gave me some very beautiful jewelry!" Bai Su said softly, handing the chopsticks to the saint.

Not a word was mentioned about what happened in the silver building.

The saint took it and began to eat.

But there was a sudden pain in the palm of my hand.

Only then did she remember that she was busy with official duties and forgot to take the medicine.

Especially with the movement of eating, the pain becomes more and more painful.

The saint looked at Bai Su.

Bai Su was holding her cheek and watching her eat quietly.

The saint couldn't help but clenched her chopsticks and continued eating.

Every movement she made was so perfect and natural, as if she wasn't injured at all.

Suddenly, Bai Su held her wrist.

The saint instinctively shrank.

Bai Su had already turned her hand over.

I saw that the tender palm of the saint's palm was filled with flesh and blood and was torn apart again.

"I..." The saint was like a child who was caught.

Bai Su didn't ask anything.

She took the medicine box and carefully bandaged the wound.

After the saint finished eating, Bai Su collected the leftovers and left.

Seeing Bai Su completely disappear into the night, the saint stood up suddenly and vomited.

As much as I ate just now, I have vomited now.

"Saint!"

Dan Mujizi walked in hastily, but was stunned.

In the past, the saint either refused to eat or would vomit whatever she ate.

But since I met Dr. Bai, this problem has been cured. Why...

Dan Mujizi was about to order someone to chase Bai Su.

The saint refused and said in a cold voice: "Don't make this matter public, let alone tell anyone, including Doctor Bai!"

"Can……"

The saint glanced at Dan Mujizi coldly: "The Huns will lead their troops to come soon, and this battle is inevitable."

In fact, if marriage can really avoid war.

She is willing to sacrifice herself.

But she knew that the lunatic Luotang wanted her and also wanted to annex Xirong.

"The most urgent thing at the moment is to step up preparations for war and dig secret passages to ensure that the people of Xirong can leave safely." The saint said.

This battle must be fought.

However, now the Xiongnu not only have strong soldiers and horses, but also have a huge disparity in military strength.

Can't win at all.

But that lunatic in Luotang is cruel, and all Xirong are women.

Once lost.

Xirong will be hell on earth. "Secretly, you will personally lead the team to dig, and then you will escort Azai, the others, and the people of Xirong away!" the saint said.

If we can't win, we will die together.

As long as A Niang and A Zai are alive, Xirong will be there.

"I'm not going, I want to accompany the saint to defend the city!" Dan Muyoshi didn't even think about it.

The saint looked at her deeply: "Danmu Jizi, you are my most trusted confidant. I hope you can guard Azai for me when he grows up and guard Xirong. Even if I die, I can feel at ease!"

Dan Muyoshi clenched his fists fiercely, his eyes red.

she knows.

This is the glimmer of hope that the Saint has tried her best to save Xirong.

She was willing to fight and die.

But we can’t let the saint die without her eyes clear.

Let alone allow the Xirong clan to be massacred.

Danmujizi knelt on one knee and said solemnly: "Danmujizi, take the order!"

Dan Muyoshi stood up and left.

In the dark night, she looked back.

The saint was the only one in the huge hall.

Her face turned slightly pale, but she still straightened her spine as she processed the memorial.

She is so weak and yet so strong.

It's like the loneliest existence in the night, always walking alone.

Dan Muyoshi clenched his fist tightly.

if!

If there is such a person, he can save the Saint and Xirong.

that would be nice!
The saint was flipping through the notes and suddenly coughed violently.

She immediately took the medicine.

Cough, just stop.

The saint looked at the porcelain bottle in her hand.

This medicine was prescribed by Dr. Bai, and it had immediate results.

She had never doubted Dr. Bai's medical skills. Even if she had an incurable disease, she believed Dr. Bai when he said it could be cured.

But she doesn't need it anymore.

The saint looked at the dark night.

This battle, no matter what.

And she must die.

East Hall.

Ah Zai is still practicing martial arts.

Little Toy has been practicing since he came back.

The night was cold and cold, and the little guy was sweating all over from practicing, but he didn't even stop.

Bai Su didn't stop him.

She sat in the courtyard and kept company.

It's just that the pen is drawing something.

Huns.

royal court.

Hu Yanjue's body lay on the ground.

The corpses were frozen into sticks, but the wounds on them were clearly visible.

Those injuries were simply caused by being tortured to death.

The expressions of the soldiers and ministers were gloomy.

The man reported the situation in Tianyin Mountain tremblingly: "When my subordinates arrived, there was no trace of Xiao Jue and others in Tianyin Mountain, but King Guli left his last words on the ground."

Juntang looked at him.

The man hurriedly lowered his head: "Xiao Jue Bai Su, kill me!"

Suddenly, Juntang's eyes narrowed, and a cold light suddenly appeared: "This woman really went to Tianyin Mountain!"

"My subordinates will lead people to chase him now!"

But Juntang raised his hand: "No need! They will come to me on their own!"

The man was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask.

"Tell them to leave for Xirong tomorrow!" Luotang military officials ordered.

"Yes!"

Under the dark sky.

A caravan was blocked under the snow-capped mountains.

It was Xiao Jue and others.

This is not far from Xirong.

But the ice and snow melted, and there was a swamp ahead, so we had to take a detour.

But this detour is very far.

Huo Dao and others are making a fire to cook.

Xiao Jue stared at the night sky with deep eyes.

Zhao Qingyu leaned on a rock to cut Kong Mingsuo.

Kong Mingsuo has been doing this for so many years, day after day, year after year, it has become a habit that cannot be changed.

Hunchu squatted in front of him, throwing small pieces of sand into the air.

The man threw more and more balls, each one accurately hitting Zhao Qingyu's head.

The green meridians on Zhao Qingyu's temples jumped suddenly.

But, in the end, he held the dagger tightly, turned around, and turned his back to Hunchu.

Out of sight is pure.

At this time, Xun Zhou's eyes turned red.

But this time, scarlet gradually spread over his eyes, becoming a faint red.

Xun Zhi's whole body trembled, he pulled out his knife and chopped off Zhao Qingyu's head.

This cut.

Different head.

(End of this chapter)