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Chapter 213 The Heart Is Desolate, How Much Hate (9)
Liu Yiming blushed, and smiled embarrassedly: "What am I? I deserve to meet the princess? I just met the princess when I returned to Beijing with the prince's army from King Ning that year. .”

He squinted his eyes with a faraway expression, as if he was recalling the Yiren's peerless demeanor that he saw when he was looking at the gods in the tens of thousands of troops. He said slowly after a long time: "Young Master Yi was also on the tower that day. For some reason, he bent his bow and wanted to shoot the King of Gaoyang County. Under the sun, his body was covered with gold, and his might was like a heavenly man. We all held our breath and looked up, and then the princess appeared. People flying down from the high city tower, it looks like immortals descending from the clouds... very graceful, very graceful..."

He thought about it hard, and then said: "What does it say in the book? A glimpse? It's really unforgettable..."

With a sneer, Zhengbao knocked him on the head: "Wipe your saliva, what expression do you have? Who is the princess? Are you worthy of Xiao Xiang?"

Liu Yiming suddenly turned his head, and said angrily: "I am Xiao Xiang? I just admire, do you understand my admiration?"

A lazy voice interjected, but it was Zhang Xing, a soldier who had been silent all this time, "Hey, you are natives of Peiping, but I am not familiar with these nobles, so I thought, why is the title of princess so strange? How can anyone call it that? Sealed."

Huang Xingwu said: "This is a long story. Xuanji is not actually the title of the princess. This princess is said to be not born to the princess, but an... illegitimate daughter. Probably because of this, the imperial court did not give her the title. Xuanji is the title given to this princess by the soldiers and civilians of Beiping themselves, and it is also because they dare not call her by name directly. There are many philanthropic halls that people have opened, and they are also good at martial arts, good at strategy, good at resourcefulness, and understand military law. He is a perfect person who can't fault it.

Liu Yiming said: "Zhang Xing, you don't know the princess, you should know about the Immortal Camp."

Zhang Xing lazily said: "Nonsense, the strongest army of the Yan army, known as the hell god army, everyone is brave, outstanding in martial arts, and good at ambushes in battle. Last year's battle in Baihegou, if they hadn't arrived in time to rescue them Army, I'm afraid you've already become a dead soul on the battlefield."

"Hey!" Liu Yiming slapped his thigh: "Do you know that the Immortal Battalion was founded by the princess and personally led and trained a strong army. The battle of Baihegou was led by the princess in time to rescue the siege. Do you still remember that day? The music heard from afar? It was her song that broke the army, and the Northern Army collapsed without a fight... General Yang is very martial, right? After many battles, many soldiers in the Yan Army regarded him as a god, but back then, He is just a street peddler, if not for the princess's discerning talents, I am afraid that he is still selling rouge in Beiping City now!"

I yawned when I heard it, tsk tsk, look at these boring soldiers, look at this era of heroes and miracles because of the war, the boring battlefield career has inspired their storytelling skills, anyone who is slightly better , in the eyes of these ordinary soldiers, they all add fuel and vinegar to beautify them into gods, and they are transformed into golden armored gods from time to time. Pain, you look at him with infinite scenery and all the people bow their heads, you can't guarantee that he tosses and turns in the middle of the night and never sleeps peacefully.

I couldn't bear to hear it, so I went to sleep, vaguely heard that Mr. Yi asked why Mr. Yi bent his bow and shot at the county king, but he was safe, and he was not interested in listening. He just thought it was absurd.

In the haze, I suddenly heard a sentence, which pierced my mind like a needle, which made me wake up a little bit immediately.

"How did I hear that the Princess Yi is suitable for Princess Changning? I heard that the two of them have a very good relationship. Princess Changning has a beautiful appearance and a gentle temperament. She is also a first-class kind person. This Mr. Yi is also a match made in heaven."

The night was deep, and the snoring of the tents made the silence even more unbearable.

I opened my eyes, and for some reason, I suddenly lost all sleepiness.

Just now, when I heard Huang Xingwu's interjection, it obviously had nothing to do with me, and it was a name I had no memory of, but I couldn't sleep because of it.

There are strange emotions churning in my heart, there is a vague voice in my head chattering eagerly, there is a slight pain somewhere, like an ant gnawing, biting in bit by bit.

I caressed my stomach, thinking that maybe I didn't like the soldiers' poor food, which hurt my stomach?
Opening the tent, the bright and clear moonlight spread luxuriously all over the floor. In the distance, in front of the large tent of the Chinese army, a man stood tall, with his belt in the wind, standing like a jade carving under the moonlight.

Such a star and such a night, for whom will the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night?
The so-called extremely intelligent Princess Xuanji?Or the beautiful and gentle Princess Changning?

I smiled, put down the tent, and fell asleep.

What's with me?

Since June, the Yan army has continued to fight all the way. In June, they broke Ping An in Gaocheng, and Yan general Li Yuan burned the southern army's food road in Peixian County, Xuzhou.

It is said that in these consecutive victorious battles, Mr. Yi gave advice and suggestions.

In the previous few battles, I lazily hid in the back and fished in troubled waters. From time to time, I rescued the guys in the same tent. Although they were not good to me, they were always in the same account after all. in front of you.

It's just that there was a young man surnamed Yi who was watching the battle before the battle. I was afraid that he would find out the clues, so I moved a little slower. That stupid Duan Zhengbao whose belt was cut off by me had a leg cut off.

That night I heard him groaning in pain and sleeplessness in the middle of the night, and quietly touched his sleeping point, staring at his young and painful face, thinking about his lifelong disability and bleak future, secretly hating Yan Wang for being shameless, what a majestic King Qing, what? Talking nonsense about Jingnan, but for his own selfish desires, his uncle seized the nephew's position, but it caused many lives to die in vain, countless people were displaced, and thousands of families were destroyed. In the end, he made him a brilliant person.

The emperor's house is really disgusting.

I had the idea of ​​leaving.

what am i doing hereI didn't dare to reveal my identity, I didn't dare to reveal my martial arts, and I didn't even know whether it was my own or the enemy's camp. I just stayed day by day with a vague hope that I knew I wouldn't realize, but I had to endure all these things. Innocent deaths, dripping blood, full of disgust, and never knowing if it's worth the effort.

(End of this chapter)