After Marrying the Disabled Crown Prince of the Enemy Country

Le Zhi couldn't remember when he fell asleep. When she woke up in a daze, she felt warm all over her body, and she still had the scent of bathing on her body. Even the strands of hair were relaxed and fluffy, and the aroma of hibiscus flowers lingered in the nose——

It was Huo Du who washed her after she fell asleep, and even dried her hair.

Through the dim light in the curtain, she saw that Huo Du was putting on her pajamas. His movements were very light, as if he was afraid of waking her up, he carefully raised her arms and slipped them into his sleeves, then fastened the belt around his waist.

Le Zhi's heart was sour and soft.

He was always like this, bullying her recklessly when he was acting out, but he was extremely gentle in countless details, making her irresistibly addicted.

The next moment, Huo Du raised his eyes and looked over. When he saw that she was staring at him quietly with her eyes open, a little smile gradually emerged from the bottom of her eyes. The four eyes were facing each other, the wet fox eyes glowing brightly, printed on the bottom of his eyes, brighter than the stars.

After looking at each other for a while, Le Zhi suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his waist, and pressed him towards her with a slight force in the palm of her hand... Only in a semi-daze state can she obey her heart without any scruples.

With his lips pressed together, Le Zhi first sucked lightly, then softly opened his teeth and kissed him.

It wasn't until the two people's breathing began to become chaotic that Le Zhi's heart trembled, and then he let go of him after realizing it.

"I was crying and crying just now." Huo Du smiled, hugged him, bit the tip of her ear and asked, "Now come to hook me again? Huh?"

"No..." Le Zhi buried her face against his chest and shyly denied it softly.

"Nothing?" Huo Du deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, "Aren't you crying or tired?"

There is no chance of winning with him.

Lezhi knew this very well, so he pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Even if she gets cheap and behaves well, and even deliberately teases her, the more Lezhi thinks about it, the more unhappy she becomes, and her courage grows. She nestled in his arms and said in a serious tone: "What's the matter? I just want to kiss you, can't I?"

I don't know if it was an illusion or not, Le Zhi felt the body of the person holding her froze slightly, but it was only a moment before he returned to normal.

After a long time, I didn't hear Huo Du's answer. Le Zhi gradually closed his sleepy eyelids, and when he was about to fall into a deep sleep, there was a sudden warmth in his ears.

The slow voice entered her ears, like a light feather falling on her heart.

He only said four words-

"Honored."

the next day.

Before Huo Du could tell her the story, Jing Xin waited outside the bedroom door to see her. Looking at the bright sky outside, Le Zhi took Jing Xin to the backyard to talk about it.

"Master, I, I remembered everything..." Jing Xin's eyes were swollen, apparently crying all night. At this moment, she was standing in front of Le Zhi, her hands twisting the handkerchief, and her voice was hoarse.

Hearing this, Le Zhi pulled her to sit down on the stone chair and nodded: "Don't worry, speak slowly."

"That person yesterday, it's me... it's my brother."

"Zhao Hengqi?" Le Zhi was a little surprised.

When he woke up in the morning, Huo Du told her some legends about the Zhao clan in the Jiang country when he was holding her to freshen up. Among the five kingdoms, Jiang State is located in the northwest, with barren land and unpleasant climate, and is at a disadvantage among other nations.

Now, the Li Kingdom has been destroyed, and the Shengnuo tribe has long since been embezzled, but Huo Changyun has not yet attacked the weak Jiang Kingdom.

The reason is in the Zhao family.

Since Jiang's founding, the Zhao clan has been the barrier guarding Jiang. Zhao's family is loyal and strong, and he has been handsome for generations. Zhao Hengqi's father, Zhao Rin, was Jiang Guo's famous military marshal.

However, when it came to Zhao Hengqi's generation, he did not follow the path of military generals that the Zhao family had taken for generations. He was fond of writing and playing with ink and became the youngest champion of Jiang country.

At present, he is in the post of Jiang Guotaifu.

The Emperor Jiang is old, and the prince is young. Zhao's father and son occupy the two positions of Jiang Guowen's military generals, which inevitably causes a lot of suspicion. There have long been rumors that the Zhao family had a different heart and attempted to usurp the throne.

Whether the rumors are true or false, no one knows.

Unexpectedly, Jing Xin was actually the daughter of the Zhao family.

The corners of Jing Xin's eyes were red, and she nodded, "I have had an unbearable headache recently, and I finally remembered everything a few days ago. My father and my father arranged a marriage for me and promised me to the eldest son of the censor. Yes, but my father insists on it. My brother has a cold temper and has not been close to me since he was a child.

Speaking of sadness, she lowered her eyes and wept. Le Zhi reached out and patted her shoulder lightly, trying to comfort her. After she calmed down a bit, she continued to tell the whole story.

The reason why he resisted this marriage so much lies in the son of the censor. This person is a well-known dandy son of Jiang, with numerous concubines and a frequent visitor to many incense buildings.

These are not the most important things. The most terrifying thing about him is that he has some special hobbies. The corpses of the concubines are often carried out from the back door of the censor's mansion and thrown into the mass graves. Some people saw that those corpses were covered with green Zizi's scars, some are whipped, some are scalded...

"Master, I'm afraid, I'm really afraid."

Le Zhi's eyes darkened, she held Jing Xin's trembling palm and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, I won't let them bully you with me."

She didn't know why Zhao Rin had to give Jing Xin to a beast like that, but as a father, he would push his daughter into the fire pit, it was really hateful!

"No!" Jing Xin shook her head suddenly, her tears fell one by one as if they were broken, "Master, I can't hurt you."

Following Le Zhi these days is the happiest time since she lost her memory. But she knows that the situation of the master is also in danger, and she does not want to make the master enmity with her brother because of herself...

Brother, self-care is so heavy.

Every step of the master is difficult, and she can't cause trouble for the master.

"Don't be silly, I have never regarded you as a burden." Le Zhi frowned and said, "And An Xuan..."

The sobbing gradually stopped, and Jing Xin's face became more worried.

An Xuan...

Jing Xin always thought that he didn't like him. But all this time, he was always by her side.

"Don't worry, leave it all to me."

Le Zhi comforted Jing Xin, and then carefully understood the relationship between An Xuan and Jing Xin from Huo Du. After thinking about it again and again, she decided to go to Pingyi Building after dinner and have a candid talk with Zhao Hengqi.

——She took care of Jing Xin's matter.

But just after dinner, she saw Linyue hurried into the dining room with an anxious face: "Master, Jingxin is gone!"

"What?" Le Zhi's face sank as he stood up and asked.

"The slaves don't know either. In the afternoon, Jingxin said that she wanted to take a break. But before dinner, she didn't see her leaving the door. The slaves pushed the door and went in. The bed was neat, but Jingxin was gone."

Le Zhi's heart is tight: the silly girl won't go to her brother, will she? What if... what if he is caught back!

She faced Huo Du and was about to speak, but a voice was faster than hers——

"My Highness, please forgive me, my subordinates must go. If there is still life to come back, my subordinates will definitely repay His Highness for the hospitality of the past few years."

After he finished speaking, before Huo Du could reply, An Xuan hurried out and disappeared into the darkness.

"Xiao Ming, hurry up and keep up with him!" Le Zhi hurriedly called people and asked them to rush to help An Xuan. But she felt that the people Zhao Hengqi brought were not limited to those outside the mansion yesterday. Xia Ming and the others would be difficult to deal with when they went there.

"His Royal Highness, I..." Le Zhi wanted to ask him to borrow troops, but it was a little hard to tell. After all, it is between the two countries involved, and rushing to become an enemy of Zhao Hengqi may not have a very good chance of winning.

She wanted to help Jing Xin, and she didn't want to put Huo Du in danger.

"What do you want? Say it." Huo Du stood up and smiled wanton, "Show me a coquettish, and I will promise you."

She frowned in a hurry.

He's still in the mood to laugh!

Le Zhi bit his lip and looked at him resentfully.

"Tsk, my temper is really getting bigger and bigger." Huo Du took a few steps forward, put his arms around her shoulders and led her out, "Don't worry, I'll take you to see a good show."

"What?" Le Zhi was at a loss, but he felt a lot more settled in his heart.

"You'll know in a while."

On the outskirts of Huaxi City.

A gorgeous carriage was surrounded by a group of dark shadows, and standing outside the circle was An Xuan who was full of suffocation.

At this time, a dark green figure stepped off the carriage, passed the black shadow and faced An Xuan directly, he hooked his lips: "An Xuan, do you still dare to come?"

"Let her go." An Xuan said concisely.

The smile on Zhao Hengqi's face grew stronger, but the coldness in his eyes was bottomless, "What qualifications does a manu in the general's mansion have to say such a thing?"

Manu.

An Xuan's heart was stabbed.

Yes, there is no match between him and her.

Thoughts drifted away, An Xuan recalled the day when he first arrived at the General's Mansion when he was young. Jing Xin, no, her name should be Zhao Jingyu, the only daughter of General Zhao.

That day, she wore a blue and white dress and flew a kite with her maid in the backyard.

Since then, the kite has taken root in his heart.

As a noble girl, she had no friends since she was a child. An Xuan thought that he would have nothing to do with her until the day she came to the stable.

"Is your name An Xuan? I want to learn to ride a horse, can you help me choose a more docile horse?"

She smiled at him, and he always remembered how warm the sun was that day.

Later, she often came to the stable to ask him to talk, and their intersection gradually increased. But An Xuan knew in his heart that the distance between them was like a kite, looking close, but actually far.

They wouldn't have the slightest chance.

He didn't care either, he just hoped that she could marry a good husband and live a smooth life.

However, the old general promised her to such a person. She came to him with red eyes, although he didn't say it clearly, but he could read her meaning, and she hoped he could take her away.

Why doesn't he want to?

However, with no name and no points, how could he do this?

She finally left in disappointment, and late at night, he saw her secretly leaving the General's Mansion with a burden on her back. He was shocked and quickly followed.

But he didn't dare to go forward, he only dared to follow her not too far. Until when she was walking on the mountain road, she accidentally stepped on the air and fell down the hill...

She forgot everything.

But the arrest of the General's Mansion followed, and he could only come up with a way to let different people lead her to Daqi along the way. From beginning to end, he dared not show up.

But this is not the way.

So, after arriving in Daqi, he came up with an idea to be caught on purpose and sold to a slave farm... If he wanted to avoid Zhao's arrest, he had to find greater shelter.

In Daqi, apart from the emperor, what else could be more shaded than the prince?

...But in the end, it was found by Zhao Hengqi.

An Xuan was not afraid at all, he said in a deep voice: "I'm not qualified, but no one can force her."

"Oh, after staying with Prince Daqi for a long time, he has learned to be so arrogant." Zhao Hengqi raised his hand, and the shadow killer raised his sword and stabbed at An Xuan.

All the top experts, An Xuan could not resist, and even Xia Ming, who had rushed over, were blocked on the periphery and could not get close to the carriage.

Not long after, An Xuan was beaten to the ground, and a lot of blood oozed from the corners of his lips...

"Give you a chance, get out now, I won't kill you." Zhao Heng's voice was as cold as ice.

But An Xuan touched the ground with the tip of his sword, stood up tremblingly, and didn't take a step back.

"You really don't want to die?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's order."

Zhao Hengqi narrowed his eyes, froze at An Xuan for a moment, then raised his hand and told the killer to retreat. The people on the carriage were finally released, and she hurriedly got off the carriage and ran to An Xuan's side. Seeing the blood on his body and lips, Jing Xin's eyes were covered in mist, "How are you? Does it hurt?"

But An Xuan just stared at her blankly and shook his head.

Seeing this, Zhao Hengqi smiled, then turned around with peace of mind, and prepared to leave with the shadow killer.

"Brother!" Jing Xin called to him.

Zhao Hengqi paused, tilted his head slightly, and said coldly, "After tonight, there will be no more Zhao Jingyu in the world."

"thanks."

The weak thanks reached his ears, Zhao Hengqi no longer stopped, raised his legs and continued to walk.

An Xuan, let's do it.

Although he was not satisfied with this silly brother-in-law. If it wasn't for his secret help, this fool still doesn't know if he can bring his sister to Qi.

But in the end, he was wholeheartedly devoted to his sister, and after seeing it over the past few years, he was relieved.

He will do his best to prevent his sister from returning to the devil's cave in the Zhao family. Those demons naturally need demons to collect.

Now, he doesn't care anymore.

When Zhao Hengqi was far away, Jing Xin turned his head and looked at the person in front of him. He couldn't help but threw himself into his arms. The tall figure was stunned, and after a long time he slowly raised his hand and carefully wrapped around her waist.

The moonlight was quiet and spread over them, pulling the embraced figures very long.

From the moment An Xuan gave her his heart, there has been no Zhao Jingyu in the world.

——Give you my heart, from now on, only Jing Xin.

The two people who were watching from a distance, quietly watched this beautiful scene.

"Does it look good?"

The corners of Le Zhi's eyes were already wet and red, and a few tears fell down when she nodded her head. She raised her hand and wiped away the tears.

After a pause, she sighed again: "An Xuan is really good!"

She was really happy for Jing Xin from the bottom of her heart.

Hearing this, the man standing beside her frowned and turned his head to look at her badly, "Not bad?"

Is it necessary to be so invested in watching a play?

Are you so moved?

laugh.