Wu Jie finally came to her senses, this guy had set up this trap long ago.

Suddenly remembered that when the two of them went north together before, because she was poisoned, the journey was slowed down. At that time, she was worried whether she would be overtaken by South Chen's soldiers and horses. Yuan Jing said confidently, South Chen's soldiers and horses still have important matters In the body, he would not chase a concubine who went north.

Obviously Yuan Jing already knew why South Chen's soldiers and horses attacked Lu rivier's mouth. It's just that he didn't expect that there was such a variable as his acquaintance with Chen Jiao, which made him accidentally fall into the hands of the enemy.

The act of asking myself to send him a blood edict before was just to divert Chen Jiao's attention and make them think that he was completely cornered, so they could relax. He had known for a long time that his edict could not be hidden from Chen Jiao.

This guy, the bitter drama is pretty good.

It's just how is Chen Jiao doing now, he's still on the boat!

All kinds of anxiety that once cared about Yuan Jing, now fell on another person intact.

And the person who was more anxious than Wu Jie was Jiang Yue, who led his men to kill the attacking young man desperately.

The two sides fought in a group, and when it was fierce, there was a roar of earth shaking and mountain shaking in the distance. That was the sound of a large number of cavalry galloping.

Yuan Jing's lips curled into a smile, the overall situation has been decided!

It was the reinforcements from the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Lin Desheng led the elite soldiers and horses, galloping on a snowy night, and finally entered the battlefield at the most critical moment.

"The minister waited for the rescue to come late, please forgive me the emperor."

Looking at the confidant general who was kneeling in front of him, although Yuan Jing's figure was thin, his aura was not lost at all.

"If you want me to forgive you, you can exchange it with military exploits."

"Destroy South Chen's soldiers and horses, leaving no future troubles. And that person..." He paused, and said in a deep voice, "I want to see his head."

Wu Jie suddenly shivered.

Lin Desheng on the opposite side had already promised, turned around and led the troops to gallop down. He rushed quickly, and he brought no more than 3,000 elite soldiers, but these soldiers and horses were enough for the battered South Chen soldiers trapped in the fire.

"You want to kill him?" Wu Jie exclaimed, staring at him anxiously, "Do you know that he is yours..."

She felt that this conversation was also familiar.

"What's mine? My brother?" Yuan Jing looked at her coldly, "So what?"

"He didn't intend to kill you." Wu Jie said with difficulty. Although Chen Jiao treated him really badly these days, he really never thought of killing him.

"He never thought of killing me, but I wanted to kill him!" Yuan Jing's expression gradually changed, with a strong hostility, "Do you know how much I want to kill him? I've been thinking about it for more than ten years , Ever since I was sensible, I wanted to kill him..."

His expression was distorted and hatred that Wu Jie had never seen before. He seemed to have the same hatred of killing his father and mother towards the person mentioned. Even when mentioning people like Gao Tanyu, Wu Jie had never seen such hatred.

It seems that this kind of resentment has been engraved in his bones since childhood.

"Since I was a child, my mother pinched me, stabbed me with a needle, and wanted to kill me. It was all because of him. She kept saying that as long as I die, as long as I die, she will have nothing to worry about, and she will be released. When I go back, I will be able to see her only child. This has become one of her obsessions..." Yuan Jing's voice trembled, "So from the time I was three years old and just sensible, I thought that one day, I must to kill that man."

No one in this world should know how much he hates that person. It was the most secret feeling buried deep in his heart, like his own blood, which could not be mentioned to others.

"I didn't expect to finally have a chance today." Yuan Jing's eyes reflected the snowy light, which was cold and clear.

"You can't!" Wu Jie couldn't help shouting.

But Yuan Jing grabbed his arm, "There's nothing you can't do."

"Before caring about him, Your Royal Highness, why don't you tell me what's going on with Gui Po."

Wu Jie wanted to break free from his restraint, but it was useless, and she was directly dragged into the previous carriage by him.

The carriage was covered with thick cushions, and she was thrown into the soft silk fabric by him, and then her whole body was pressed down. With his arms on either side of her head, he stared down at her.

This aggressive posture made Wu Jie instinctively feel the danger.

She pushed his shoulder hard, but unfortunately, even if Yuan Jing was weak, she couldn't resist, and she didn't move at all with all kinds of pushing and pushing.

The sound of shouting and killing kept coming from outside the carriage. The sound of war was so loud and cruel that Wu Jie could even smell the cold bloody smell, but inside the carriage was quiet, and white mist was emitting from the white jade incense burner in the corner. The smell of incense filled the entire narrow space.

His eyes were deep and dark, with an almost crazy light.

Yuan Jing raised his hand to caress her cheek, all the way down, touching her neck.

His fingertips were as cold as ice and snow. Wu Jie trembled all over and grabbed his hand, "You said you wouldn't force me." Her voice was slightly crying because of excessive shock.

"I regret it!" He sneered, staring at her.

He could even allow it to be Gao Zimo, but why should it be him, the person he has hated all his life. Since she was a child, her mother's thoughts were all about him, and she wished to poke herself full of holes. Now that it's her, she still misses him all the time.

"Niang Niang, I am your Gui Po!"

Ha, thanks to him, he asked naively before, what kind of person is this Gui Po? also asked naively, what kind of person is the person you like?

How stupid, how stupid!

The king of South Chen lived with his concubines day and night in his harem and served him personally for so long, yet he didn't even realize that he didn't die, let alone be crushed to death by a green hat!

Wu Jie stared at him in disbelief, unable to believe that this was what the person in front of her said. can't believe what this guy is doing.

He doesn't want to be here... It's simply a place where the sky is on the ground, even in a carriage.

Yuan Jing leaned down, and touched her cheeks and earlobes with warm lips.

Wu Jie struggled violently and shouted in a low voice: "Get out!"

Yuan Jing didn't care, and kissed her cheek, all the way down.

She desperately stretched out her hand to push him, and in her random movements, she probably touched somewhere, and Yuan Jing suddenly let out a muffled groan.

It was Wu Jie who just happened to push on the fractured part of his chest, and the pain was excruciating.

Seeing his face turning pale and body trembling from the pain, Wu Jie suddenly felt a sense of pleasure, he deserved it! She moved to the side and raised her foot. If this guy dared to do anything to her again, she would kick him in the chest.

Yuan Jing lay there coughing for a long time, and suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud. Looking up again, the crimson color in his eyes had disappeared.

"I'm sorry. I scared you," he whispered.

Wu Jie didn't answer, but just looked at him with a cold face.

Yuan Jing leaned down. Wu Jie's body trembled.

"Don't move!" came a low voice.

Wu Jie's figure was stiff, and after a while, she found that Yuan Jing didn't make any further movements, but just leaned beside her, buried her head on her shoulder, and there was no movement for a long time.

Wu Jie's body was stiff, the car was very warm, but she felt cold.

To be precise, it was the slight chill on the shoulders. She suddenly had a strange thought, this guy, he must be crying.

The more I thought about it, the more awkward I felt, but the man on the shoulder didn't move at all, his arms were tightly clasped around his waist, and he was lying on her body, making her breathless.

At first, Wu Jie was afraid that her actions would remind him of bad thoughts, so she didn't dare to move. After a long time, I felt a little numbness in my waist and legs.

Her whole body was sore, she couldn't bear it anymore. Turning his head to support his shoulders, he pushed him aside.

Then, at this little distance, she could see his face clearly, and his closed eyes.

Wu Jie was startled, it couldn't be that she had pressed his palm on his chest just now, piercing his broken bone into his heart... Thinking of the books she had read before, Wu Jie's imagination ran wild.

She hesitated and stretched out her hand, reaching for his nose.

Wu Jie: ...

Breathing is normal, this guy... actually...

Fell asleep!

Are you sick?

Looking at his still pale face, Wu Jie suddenly thought, these days, he hasn't had a good sleep. But thinking about what he did to her just now, Wu Jie became angry again.

I really want to throw this person directly out of the carriage, and then kick him away...

Get out, you bastard!

Maliciousness rolled twice in his heart, but he didn't have the guts.

Staring angrily at this guy's face and gouging out her eyes twice, she quietly got up and moved to the front of the car door curtain.

Compared with this idleness, she was more nervous about another thing.

He opened the car curtain and looked out. Around the carriage, at some point, there was already a circle of guards.

They all turned their backs to this side, wary of the enemy's attack.

Wu Jie hesitated for a while, and got out of the carriage with her skirt.

Looking from the hillside, the war is still going on. The killing by the river was bloody and brutal, and the night was gradually sinking. She couldn't see the scene there clearly, but the screams and shouts of killing that came continuously were shocking.

The one guarding the guard by the side of the carriage was Deng Che who had escorted her south. Seeing Wu Jie coming out, he stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Does your empress have any orders?"

"How is the battle going?"

"Our army has gained the upper hand, and we will surely return from victory soon." Deng Che laughed, full of joy.

Wu Jie's heart sank straight down.

Deng Che didn't notice it, and gently persuaded: "Madam, it's cold outside, you'd better wait in the carriage, General Lin should be able to send back the victory report soon."

Wu Jie shook her head silently, she would continue to wait for the news.

Although this waiting was so feeble, yes, she realized once again that she was powerless.

In this era of war.

Since reliving this life, she has struggled hard, wanting to have a different life, and wanting to save her family and the common people from death. But in the end, the result was an earlier war.

Could it be that he went against the sky, so he brought such evil results? If something unexpected happened to Chen Jiao...she couldn't believe the consequences.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Jie's legs and feet were numb, and suddenly a group of people from a distance approached hurriedly. In an instant, her heart rose to her throat.

The guard next to him lit a torch, and Wu Jie recognized Lin Desheng approaching with a dozen soldiers at high speed.

Lin Desheng got off his horse in a hurry, crossed the circle of guards, and knelt down on one knee in front of the carriage.

His face was covered with blood and black ash, and he didn't know if it was his own or the enemy's. Wu Jie's eyes widened, and she stared at Lin Desheng's lips in fear, for fear of hearing the cruelest news from there.

"Have you got the head?" A calm voice came from behind.

Wu Jie turned her head to look, it was Yuan Jing who woke up at some point and opened the curtain of the car. A little blood color returned to his face, and his thick black eyes reflected the color of snow, as cold as ice.

Lin Desheng lowered his shoulders: "I'm guilty, just now the South Chen Clippers came to pick me up and rescued some of the people."

Wu Jie breathed a sigh of relief, her tense spirit suddenly collapsed, and she almost shed tears. If Chen Jiao was really dead and beheaded, she would not even dare to imagine the scene.

Yuan Jing glanced at her, didn't say anything, turned her head and simply ordered: "Clean up the battlefield and return to Lian'an City."