princess please flop

[Border of Snow Wing Country]

As usual, Zi Yingluo was dressed in simple white clothes, riding lazily and indifferently on the horseback, but her eyes were dark and terrifying, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.Shangguan Wei, he should still be in a coma by now, he had been given a lot of meds, enough to keep him comatose for five days.

The casual appearance makes it impossible to see that they are people who are going to fight, and the soldiers behind are also disdainful, thinking that none of them are the elites among the elites, and now they are going to die with this idiot princess. They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of death. To die so aggrieved is lighter than a feather.

Zi Yingluo could see that these people disdain her, but she didn't bother to care about it. The strong speak by their strength, and she didn't bother to explain anything.

Feeling the slower and slower procession, Ziyingluo's phoenix eyes were tightly frowned, and her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed. She looked displeasedly at the general beside her. The God of War in the movie is a middle-aged woman who is five big and three thick. Unexpectedly, she is very young and does not look like an ordinary woman. She looks very slender, with a figure similar to her own, but taller than her own head by a whole head, and her skin is slightly dark. It may be caused by the original sound of the perennial battle, but it has a unique heroic beauty.

Seeing Zi Yingluo sizing her up without hesitation, Bailiqing snorted coldly with disdain, and looked at Zi Yingluo in disgust, "I don't know what the eighth princess has to teach me?" The sentence "Eight Princess" was particularly serious.

Zi Yingluo's cold eyes were tightly locked on her face, deep and terrifying, but Bailiqing ignored it, riding the horse as if nothing happened, Zi Yingluo's eyes raised a hint of admiration, few people faced her majesty. It seems that this god of war is not in vain for someone who can be so calm.

"I want to know why there are only 1000 people walking more and more slowly?" If these people really don't want to go with her to break the siege of the bright moon, then she doesn't mind letting them go back to save wasting time.

Hearing this, Bailiqing glanced back at Zi Yingluo, there was blame in that look, disdain, and more. . .Disappointed, that expression seemed to say that it was true, and then turned into a deep sigh, saying: "Bring people up."

Soon, a slender soldier in military uniform was brought up, with his head bowed, and the weight of his whole body resting on the two soldiers who supported him, Zi Yingluo frowned tightly, why, she thought The figure of this person is somewhat familiar.

The figure walked in, and Zi Yingluo only smelled a familiar fragrance, her heart sank, she got off her horse, and said displeasedly, "Who gave you the courage?" He glanced at Bailiqing suspiciously, and Zi Yingluo was puzzled, why such a world-famous god of war would accommodate a man, because he is the princess' side king?Or was it because of Shangguan Wei's beauty?

Obviously, no, she is so disdainful of herself, there is no need to lower her status to help a side king to please her, and it is nonsense to say that she is greedy for beauty, because she has no emotion in Shangguan Wei's eyes .The color of desire.

Hearing this, the drowsy person raised his sleepy eyes with difficulty, and when he saw Zi Yingluo, his eyes turned slightly red, and he said accusingly: "The princess's words are not worth it."

Seeing Shangguan Wei's appearance, Zi Yingluo's eyes were even darker and terrifying. She didn't let him follow because of his safety, but she didn't expect that he would still be in the team after being poisoned. for so long.Looking at his bruised lips, Zi Yingluo understood for a while, it turned out that he kept awake by biting his lips hard.

Turning around abruptly, unable to bear to see Shangguan Wei's stubborn look, he ordered: "Send him back to the palace."

Seeing this, a sneer flashed in Baili Qing's eyes behind him, his eyes were full of sympathy when he looked at Shangguan Wei, and his eyes were full of sympathy when he looked at Zi Yingluo. . . .Disgust, contempt, and finally turned into a cold snort.

Hearing this, Shangguan Wei broke free from the support of the two guards, and stabilized his body tremblingly, "I won't go back, the princess clearly promised me." Wake up by yourself, no matter what method you use, then she has already left.

Zi Yingluo was unmoved, "I don't want to say what I said a second time." After finishing speaking, she was about to get on the horse, but her waist was wrapped by a pair of arms, she lowered her head in displeasure, and said, "Let go!"

Shangguan Wei buried his entire face in Zi Yingluo's waist, and said in a crying voice, "I won't let you go, even if I die."

Will not let go even if you die?Zi Yingluo was shocked by his words, she didn't expect that a seemingly weak man like Shangguan Wei would have such an extreme side, she shook her head helplessly, turned around and hugged Shangguan Wei by the waist.Looking down at him reproachfully, he said softly, "You can follow along, but you must protect yourself well."

The sudden gentleness made Shangguan Wei slightly astonished, and then blushed, and shrank weakly in Zi Yingluo's arms, looking at her fair face, his heart couldn't help warming up, "Yeah" nodded gently , a pair of misty big eyes, staring at Zi Yingluo without blinking.

Looking at such pure eyes, Zi Yingluo suddenly felt a sense of comfort. Is this the feeling of being expected and needed? She smiled brightly at Shangguan Wei and rose up in the air, sitting on the horseback effortlessly, and then Skillfully took off the cloak and wrapped Shangguan Wei up.

Looking at this scene from behind, Bailiqing's dim eyes flashed faintly.

Dear friends, "Princess" is about to hit the shelves. I am very touched to have your support all the time. Although I have added v, I still hope that my relatives can continue to support me. Dear friends, you must never abandon me from beginning to end. . . . . . .