deep palace cold girl

Chapter 26

I sneered, didn't he regard me as a spy, afraid that I would lead him to spies?

Under the bright June sun, the bridal sedan chair carried by eight people passed through the busy long street. The passers-by who watched were enthusiastic and full of laughter, but they didn't know that the woman in the sedan chair was trading her life for peace.

The fire-like car curtains decorated with blue-field jade, agate, pearls and emeralds vibrate with the momentum and jingle with jewels and emeralds, echoing clearly and crisply among the noisy crowd.

The sound of gongs, drums, singing and singing, bursts of yelling, and the heavily guarded and expressionless cavalry accompanying them, as well as the panting sounds of twenty guards guarding the sedan chair on both sides of the sedan chair, were also mixed with many voices. inside.

Along the way, the people accompanying the sedan chair were sweating profusely, and the already scorching weather became more unbearable and frightening.

The crowd of onlookers was a little restless, shouting loudly for Princess Qingshang.

I laughed bitterly, and tears melted my delicate makeup.

No one dared to stop to rest, and the bearers did not dare to delay a little, and moved forward with all their strength. The black cavalry guarded against any disturbance around them, and were ready to draw their swords to protect the sedan chair at any time.

Sitting in the sedan chair, my face was pale, and I gritted my teeth to resist the nausea that my stomach constantly used. The bumpy road had no end.

Walking to the city gate, the disturbing sound of gongs and drums finally stopped.

Shengyan Dynasty was far away from Tianshu Kingdom, so they could only abandon the sedan chair and replace it with a more comfortable carriage.

I let out a long breath, if I had been sitting in a sedan chair all the way, I'm afraid I would have died before the Shengyan Dynasty.

Looking through the cracks in the curtain, I found that there were suddenly more cavalry soldiers joining the guards. A handsome man in black and white hair caught my attention.

He was young, but his head was full of white hair, his resolute face was rigid and expressionless, revealing a trace of coldness and ruthlessness.

Different from Lianchengzhi's gloomy coldness, his coldness is completely exposed to the outside, making people want to run away at the first glance, lest they be frostbitten by him.

He seemed to be the leader of the Iron Cavalry, and a hundred Iron Cavalry marched in an orderly manner under his command.

As if he noticed that someone was looking at him, he frowned slightly, and his cold eyes shot towards the carriage accurately.

I looked at him, and did not put down the curtain in a panic, and the corners of my lips under the veil drew an arc.

There is no emotion in the faint eyes, maybe my heart has forgotten to beat.

He was riding on the red steed, and when he saw me, his expression was obviously startled, but he quickly returned to coldness, and looked away.

Why do you feel that he is somewhat familiar?I covered my heart, frowned slightly, and looked at the white-haired man suspiciously.

I was walking through the dense forest and valley, and suddenly there was a quiet flute sound, and the gentle and lingering rhyme relieved the fatigue in my heart a little.

Tiredly holding on to the frame inside the carriage, just as he was about to take a breath, he heard the white-haired man's voice strained, yelling sharply: "Protect the princess!"

I was startled, and it took me a while to realize that I am the princess he was talking about!

Everyone outside the carriage looked tense, and the piercing sound of drawing a sword cut my nerves and made me shiver.

Frowning, wondering who came to make trouble, who is this flute player?
The horse seemed to sense danger, and kept kicking its hooves, a little restless.

The carriage was surrounded by layers of iron cavalry, and it was airtight. I sat in the carriage, still holding the piece of jade that brother Ling gave me in my palm.

The sound of the flute is as gentle as water, intoxicating, but when everyone wants to indulge in it, it suddenly turns faster, extremely shrill and ear-piercing.

The originally peaceful mountains, forests and valleys suddenly blew violently, flying sand all over the sky.

"Who is the person who came? Please show up, don't play tricks!"

The cold voice of the white-haired man seemed like a thousand years of ice, stiff and ruthless, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and the long sword in his hand was slowly clenched.

Lifting up the curtain lightly, looking along the gap, there is no fear in my heart, I am not afraid of this flute sound at all, it seems to be a gentle lover whispering, reassuring me.

For some reason, I suddenly had an idea, this flute player will never hurt me!

I was stunned by my own thoughts, and I didn't understand why I thought so.

Following the sharp reprimand of the white-haired man, four men in green clothes suddenly appeared, appearing like ghosts, and I couldn't see where they came from.

The four men all looked stern, and the powerful aura exuded from their bodies shocked the iron cavalry who had always been trained harshly. Obviously, they were all people with high martial arts skills.

I looked at them quite interestingly. The depression and sadness caused by the marriage has subsided a lot at this time. What do these people think?
"General Yun Lian, my master wants to see the princess, but I hope the general will make way!"

A man in Tsing Yi said, his tone was too strong to refuse.

I looked at the white-haired man and saw that his cold face was still expressionless. I couldn't help admiring his composure. He must be the General Yun Lian that the man in Tsing Yi was talking about!

I have heard before that there was a God of War general in the Shengyan Dynasty, and the army led by him has never been defeated. He is a fairy-like figure in the hearts of the people of the Shengyan Dynasty.

Apart from Liancheng Zhi, I am afraid that General Yun Lian is the most popular figure in Shengyan Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, he, an imposing general, would actually escort me to the Shengyan Dynasty for Liancheng Zhi, which is an overkill.

"I wonder if I could tell you the name of your master?"

Yun Lian's tone was also tough, not at all frightened by the other party's aura, and said coldly with no expression on his face.

"General Yun Lian, you should know that if we wanted to hurt others, your people would have gone to hell long ago. My master has no intention of hurting others, but only hopes to meet the princess. If General Yun Lian disagrees, don't blame us Start the killing ring!"

The man in Tsing Yi didn't intend to tell the master's name, he chuckled lightly, and his words were full of vigor.

Yun Lian's jaw tightened suddenly, he knew that these people's martial arts were so powerful that his soldiers could not deal with them.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked back at me, and shot at me with sharp eyes, as if he was blaming me for the trouble I caused.

With a soft snort, I shrugged my shoulders indifferently, and now I have nothing to care about, but I am really curious about the master in the Tsing Yi population, who is he?

(End of this chapter)