The Queen of War

The prisoner, who was eating chicken legs, raised his head in surprise: "how does your mother know? The little old man has been in the capital for many years. It seems that he doesn't have a salt free accent?"

Most of the people in the capital look down on outsiders, especially those who come from salt free. In those years, many victims fled one after another during the salt free drought. In order to avoid the white eyes of the local people, the people who came to the capital rolled up their tongues as much as possible and learned from the words of foreigners. The prisoner was old enough to cover up his patched underwear like a poor man with only a decent coat, no matter how he covered up his accent. There was a faint smell of salt free in his accent.

"There was a severe drought that year, and the drought without salt was the most serious." Zhong Wuyan couldn't help but shed tears when she thought of the tragedy of that year. "I'm afraid there is only no salt in the place that eats people."

After hearing this, the prisoner remembered and said suspiciously, "I've heard it before. The queen seems to be salt free?"

At the mention of that year, the prison head's eyes were wet. He can't even think about the tragedy of that year, but every night, he will still be awakened from his nightmare. Who would have thought that such a beautiful and rich state of Qi would stage a living picture of starving people thousands of miles away. It is said that the former king allocated a large amount of food for disaster relief, but a large number of salt free victims still starved to death.

Zhong Wuyan listened and nodded slightly.

A long drought brings rain, and an old friend in another land. When the prisoner heard that Zhong Wuyan was really a salt free man, crystal tears appeared in his turbid eyes.

"Unexpectedly, we have no salt, and we have a strange woman like the empress!" the prisoner cried and exclaimed.

Zhong Wuyan reluctantly smiled and asked, "do you have any relatives in salt free?"

Hearing this, the cell burst into tears.

His voice choked and shook his head helplessly: "everyone died in the drought. My mother is in her hometown, and there are relatives?"

Zhong Wuyan also smiled sadly and shook her head gently.

No, nothing! After her adoptive father died, she wandered helplessly. Later, she was taken in by Guiguzi and became his disciple. Since then, she has never returned to her hometown. In fact, strictly speaking, no salt is not her hometown. Zhong Wuyan is just a poor bastard saved by her adoptive father from the river. She didn't remember her last name or where she came from. She was like a leaf inadvertently blown off by the autumn wind. She couldn't find the branch it had inhabited.

At this time, I only heard a loud and powerful voice outside: "the king is coming!"

The cell head listened, quickly put down the things in his hand and quickly knelt on the ground.

Tian Bijiang changed into a brand-new purple robe, which set off his face more and more like a crown of jade, red lips and white teeth.

"You all step back!" his voice was very cold and dignified.

When they heard this, they all withdrew.

Zhong Wuyan just sat quietly on the ground without saluting. She is already a sinner. What's the harm of adding another sin? If she is still valuable to him, he will not kill her no matter what she does.

Looking at Zhong Wuyan sitting on the ground, Tian Bijiang smiled coldly: "it seems that you are quite moist! You are quite adapted to the environment here!"

He sneered and looked around at the gloomy and terrible prison. Here, it emits a very bad smell, the smell of haze, mixed with the bad smell of feces, and Tian Bijiang almost vomites.

At this time, a mouse climbed over his feet.

"Asshole!" Tian Bijiang frowned in disgust and kicked the mouse away.

The mouse flew close to Zhong Wuyan and hit the wall heavily. Suddenly, the blood dyed the cold stone wall red.

"Good skill!" Zhong Wuyan looked at the dead mouse and was surprised. She secretly praised him. "When he was in Taohua mountain, he thought he was light footed and should be an expert. But I didn't expect that his martial arts were so high! Maybe he was not as good as elder martial brother Hotan!"

Tian Bijiang saw the amazement in Zhong Wuyan's eyes. He sneered and gently broke the chain hanging on the prison door with his hands.

"The chain is really weak!" he sneered and walked slowly in. "But why didn't our powerful Queen break it? How can you trap your lion in this shabby cell?"

"The king wants me to break out of the prison and cut off my head again, isn't it?" Zhong Wuyan asked coldly. The cold eyes are better than the white snow on the top of Tianshan Mountain. "In fact, if the king wants my head, he only needs one word. I'll give it to him with both hands. Why so humiliate me?"

She didn't get up and still sat on the ground. He is still wearing thick armor. The cold armor still exudes the smell of blood on the battlefield, but it has not had time to enjoy the sunshine after the victory, it has been reduced to this place.

"You are really a little lion!" Tian Bijiang squatted down with a smile on his face. "He usually looks weak, but once he goes crazy, thousands of troops and horses can't stop you!"

Zhong Wuyan looked at the carved handsome face and the deep eyes like the water of an ancient well, and she couldn't hate it anymore. In front of him, she was destined to be a loser. Just one smile from him, she raised the white flag early.

Tian Pijiang smiled faintly. He slowly stretched out a hand and provoked her pink chin.

In the wind and the sun, she fought on the battlefield. Her originally very delicate skin is now a little rough.

"It's much darker!" he smiled faintly and gently stroked her skin. "There's the first-class Rouge newly sent by the state of Chu in Yingchun. Later, Gu asked her to send someone to send some to you."

"No need." Zhong Wuyan listened, and the enthusiasm just ignited in her heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley.

He gave Xia Yingchun the rouge sent by the state of Chu. Now, if she wants to be the queen of the palace, she has to be given by a small imperial concubine.

"What's the matter, still angry?" Tian Bijiang was still smiling. He gently took Zhong Wuyan's hand and said with a smile, "well, I'll pick you up by myself. I'm still angry?"

In fact, why was he willing to pick her up? Xia Yingchun ran back to the grand master's house in a rage for this. But he had to pick her up. After all, as soon as Zhong Wuyan came back, she was sent to the prison, which really made the three armed forces cold.

Zhong Wuyan listened and stood up slowly. But as soon as she got up, she felt a sharp pain in her legs, which made her almost unable to stand. Her body tilted and fell into Tian Bijiang's arms.

"What's the matter?" Tian Pijiang looked at her pale face and asked in surprise.

Originally, this should be a very fragrant scene. A young woman accidentally fell into the arms of a handsome man. Next, she should look at each other with four eyes. However, looking at the strange face wearing a gold mask in his arms, Tian Bijiang's heart really can't afford half tenderness. On the contrary, there is only disgust.

"A country girl has learned to play this trick!" he thought in disgust, "want to seduce the orphan king? It's almost like seducing the king of hell without looking at your face!"

Bean sized beads of sweat rolled down Zhong Wuyan's smooth forehead.

"It's all right." she smiled reluctantly. "Maybe I've been sitting for a long time."

Tian Pijiang listened and smiled coldly: "it's okay, that's good. The autumn moon is still waiting for you in Fengyu palace."

Hearing the autumn moon, Zhong Wuyan's eyes twinkled with bright light. She wished she could fly directly to Fengyu palace and have a good look at the autumn moon to see if she was thin and abused by Xia Yingchun!

She endured the pain in her legs and walked slowly out with her legs barely.

On the cold ground behind him, there were scattered bright red blood stains.