"When will xuanyuanjue leave?" Before long, Han Chen calmed down, but Zhu Hong still found that the little Lord's hand was trembling slightly, and his heart sighed slightly. The little Lord couldn't let go of Princess Jiangxia.

Zhu Hong said: "tomorrow, the prince is about to get married. Donglan is ready for everything, only Dongfeng."

Unfortunately, Han Chen's power still can't compete with xuanyuanjue, otherwise, he will choose to kill xuanyuanjue on the way. He would rather a Xue be a survivor than see her and xuanyuanjue love each other.

Han Chen's eyes are as cold as snow mountains and glaciers. He wants to go back to Donglan capital in person to see ah Xue marry his enemy, which makes him heartbroken and heartless.

At the thought of that smiling face, Han Chen's heart ached faintly. He sank his face and said coldly, "continue to act according to the plan."

Murong yuan is as unstable as Murong Jia. They will never get rid of the charge of trying to usurp the throne. Their great cause has seen the dawn.

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"Brother Chen, are you still in North Vietnam?" Seeing brother Chen's letter, Bai Lixue hesitated for a moment and decided to come out to see him.

She always felt that there was something strange about the birthday of the emperor of North Vietnam. At this time, brother Chen was in North Vietnam again. Although there was no reason, the woman's intuition made her think that this matter might have something to do with brother Chen.

Han Chen looks at ah Xue, who is more and more beautiful in the moonlight. The tingling feeling at the bottom of his heart almost drowns him. The girl in front of him is the most beautiful spring in the world. He knows that ah Xue is very intelligent. He won't expose himself. He just smiles and says in a warm voice: "I still can't trust you."

Bai Lixue pursed her lips and said bluntly: "at the beginning, you still doubt that it was the prince's Royal Highness who obstructed the marriage?"

Hearing ah Xue's resistance, Han Chen cleverly changed the topic, "no, I heard that something big happened on the birthday of the emperor of North Vietnam. I'm very worried about you."

This familiar tenderness made Baili Xue jump and smile, and said, "you don't have to worry. When did the princess of Jiangxia palace suffer losses? What's more, I'm just a guest watching the ceremony. I don't involve the fighting in the North Vietnamese court. Who can hurt me? It's brother Chen that worries people. Now the capital is in chaos, and the capital guards are catching up with some chaotic parties everywhere. You don't know martial arts, so it's hard to avoid being hurt. You'd better go back to Han's home as soon as possible to ensure safety. "

A Xue's voice is still tinged with the warmth of the spring breeze, which makes Han Chen have a moment's trance. He thinks that he has gone back to the carefree days in the past. The two of them spend a lot of time, go boating on the lake, recite poems, sing songs and laugh, which is so beautiful that people are intoxicated.

However, Han Chen's dream didn't last long. He heard ah Xue say goodbye. "I'm leaving for home early tomorrow morning. It's getting late. Brother Chen, you should go back and have a rest as soon as possible."

A beautiful dream, even lasting for a moment, is a luxury. He can only watch the beauty before his eyes and become another man's wife. Han Chen takes a deep breath, calms the waves in his heart, and slowly says, "ah Xue, if one day..."

"Princess!" Not far away, Qi Xin's voice suddenly came, "are you there, princess?"

Bai Lixue answered immediately, "what's the matter?"

"His Highness the prince has come back and is waiting for the princess in the post house." Qixin knows that the princess has come to see Han Gongzi, so as soon as her royal highness comes back, she immediately tells the princess.

"I'm going back, brother Chen. Take care," she said

See her without hesitation to turn away, white cloak like a night elf, Han Chen's heart a little bit cold, as if to see a snow in Xuanyuan Jue's arms.

I don't know how long the night has passed. Han Chen just stands in the wind, unaware of the cold of his body. No matter how cold he is, Zhu Hong doesn't know when he will appear behind him. "Little Lord, when I find out the news, Qiao Caiyin will go to Guanyin Temple outside the city to pray for blessings."

"Well done!" If he had doubts about taking Qiao Caiyin's road before, now Han Chen no longer has any resistance. Those who achieve great things don't pay attention to trivial matters. Burning out blood is revenge, and the flames of war are revenge. As long as the goal can be achieved, who will care what means have been used?

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