Tyrant's Consort Too Arrogant

Martial Lord reacted quickly. The moment the horse left him, he used his left foot to touch his right foot and was about to spring up again. Unexpectedly, A Xue suddenly attacked and pulled up the cloak around her, waving it towards Martial Lord. She was carried by the force of the cloak and spun around rapidly. She was dizzy and fell into A Xue's embrace before she could come back to her senses.

A familiar scent, with a feminine, powdery smell — it was the unique fragrance of Carefree King, who had recruited bees in the capital.

The moment her lover smelled it, he became even more convinced of his identity. The knowledge hit her like a button, and she hugged him contentedly at the first moment, pulling him like a koala and saying in his arms, "I've found you.

It was like a child who had caught his partner while he was trying to hide.

On the other side, Martial Lord lowered his body and his feet sank into the quicksand. The quicksand surged and rapidly buried itself around his ankle.

The current situation was extremely dangerous, and A Xue had no time to be distracted. However, when she heard the stifled sigh of the person in her embrace, her heart stirred, and a trace of a smile actually appeared on her serious and nervous face.

But was she looking for him?

Why did he think that entrusting her to Pei Ruochen would make her wish come true, and not waste the love she had for him to stand up for him?

Why would she come looking for him?

While she was thinking, A Xue's expression changed several times. The Martial Lord opposite her had sunk even deeper, and the gravitational force of his sinking sand had also affected the surrounding sand and rocks. It would be inconvenient for him to stay for a long time.

A Xue made a prompt decision. She pushed away the octopus-like girl in front of her chest and said with a cold expression, "Let's leave quickly. Also, I'm not the person you're looking for."

Her lover blinked and looked at him in confusion, but did not protest.

If you don't want to admit it, then don't. What an awkward person.

She scoffed slightly, her gaze moved from that unfamiliar yet familiar face to the Martial Lord in his prison.

Martial Lord was a bit arrogant. Although he was in a dangerous situation, he was still struggling to control himself. No matter what, he refused to call for help.

"Save him." Seeing that the old man was getting deeper and deeper into her heart, her lover stretched out his hand to pull him back without even thinking.

A Xue grabbed her, and looked at her as if she was looking at an idiot: "Save him, we can't leave, do you really want to go fishing in the sea to die? For a person like him, if he dies, then so be it. There's no need for you to save him. "

"— but he didn't really hurt us, did he?" Yi looked back at A Xue and said, "If it doesn't constitute a crime, then in terms of procedure, it cannot be convicted in advance."

A Xue didn't understand, but she knew the meaning behind her words. She used an even more unquestionable tone and said, "If you knew how much blood was on his hands, you wouldn't say this — Martial Lord, Wu Santong, the person who is known as the General Tu Cheng, the number one wanted criminal in the entire Sky Dynasty, died here. It can be considered as you dying for a crime, even if you don't accept it?"

The last sentence was, of course, to ask that Martial Lord.

Martial Lord gave a light snort and looked at A Xue with contempt. His eyes rolled up like he was a scoundrel saying, "I'm an old man, so what if you're against me?"

"However, this is still not good …" Upon seeing this, her lover smacked his lips as he muttered.

It was impossible to see a person die in front of her. After all, her lover came from an era of civilization, so she did not understand the joy and grudges of this era.

She only knew that any life, good or evil, noble or insignificant, should be respected.

A Xue lowered her head to look at her lover. The person who was always lazy at the moment had an unusually serious expression on her face. When she said that she wanted to save Martial Lord, it was not because she said it out loud, but because she really wanted to do it.

Now that she thought about it, she rarely said anything without thinking.

Once you say it, you must do it.

Thinking about this, A Xue shook her head. Then, she took off her belt, breaking it open and tying it into long strips. She threw one to Martial Lord, while the other was tied to a small protruding rock not far away.

"Take care of yourself." Leaving these words, A Xue dragged her lover by the hand and turned back to the original path without looking back.

As A Xue led her husband, she didn't speak. She just let him drag her along as she followed him.

A Xue didn't say anything either.

The desert was cold and dry in winter.

After walking for a while, she had already staggered. As if noticing, A Xue suddenly stopped and turned around to face her, saying, "I'll send someone to send you back to the Prime Minister's Estate."

Her lover looked at him with wide eyes and shook her head.

"There's no one here for you. Go back." A Xue continued to speak earnestly.

Her lips were still pursed, and she shook her head.

He was stubborn and determined.

Her eyes were as clear as crystal.

"Like I said, there is no longer any He Lan Xue in this world. If you like Pei Ruochen, I believe that he will marry you as a concubine and treat you well." A Xue, who was being stared at like this, suddenly became anxious, and her speech became faster.

"That's different." Her lover answered lightly.

"Why is it different?" A Xue asked, "You can still have your own place, Ruochen will let you live a good life, moreover, you like him that much …"

"It's because I like him that it's different." His wife looked up and interrupted him. His expression was calm and collected, but his conclusion was that resolute and decisive.

When you don't like someone, no matter what they do, it doesn't matter.

Therefore, she could allow He Lan Xue to treat her coldly, and she didn't mind being one of his concubines.

When you like a person, you become fussy.

Therefore, it was impossible for her to be Pei Ruochen's concubine.

She just didn't care, but that didn't mean she could be wronged.

"What's more, I promised you." Yi looked at A Xue and added.

I promised you that I would never abandon you, that I would fertilize you, hunt you down, and wait for you to grow up.

When she said this promise, her lover appeared to be very calm and simple.

It was just like repaying a debt with money. The words she said before had to be fulfilled — this was her principle.

Even though, this kind of principle, many people no longer existed.

A Xue was slightly drowsy for a moment, then her expression turned solemn. Just as she was about to continue denying her identity strictly, a group of camels suddenly appeared in the distance.

When A Xue saw the camel, she was like a cat that had stepped on its tail. Her expression turned extremely unsightly. She abruptly turned around and left without even bothering her.

However, the people in the distance had obviously seen him.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of A Xue and Yi. Then, he dismounted from his horse, and without saying anything further, he dropped to one knee in front of A Xue and said in a hurry and delighted voice, "My lord, Yi Jian has finally found you! Your highness is safe, I am blessed by the heavens! "

"I've already said this before, I'm not a prince." A Xue was flustered and exasperated, "Why are you still lingering like ghosts! From today onwards, He Lan Xue has already died and is no longer here. Don't look for me anymore! "

Then he said to himself gloomily, "Is my disguise so bad?"

When Yi Jian heard this, he did not laugh but instead replied with a straight face, "Your disguise is unparalleled in this world. However, the aura around you is unconcealable."

"What's so strange about you recognizing me!" A Xue stared at Yi Jian and angrily said, "What I find strange is, how did this little fool recognize me so quickly?"

Seeing that A Xue had mentioned her, she quickly looked away from Yi Jian. She looked at A Xue blankly and asked: "Ah, are you disguising yourself?"

To put something on your face, to put yourself in an ugly spot would be considered a disguise technique, right?

A Xue died on the spot.

Yi Jian heard this and found it funny as well, but after restraining himself for a while, he maintained his loyal and loyal look, and said, "My lord, that day the assassin was captured by Sir Wang, Sect Master Huang followed my lord's instructions and found the whereabouts of 11. As for the wangfei, I've heard from the Prime Minister Manor that she …"

"There's no need to investigate." A Xue impatiently interrupted him, "Also, who told you to capture that assassin? It's been released, immediately! "

Yi Jian had an awkward expression as he said hesitantly, "Mr. Wang has interrogated the mastermind behind this. It's —"

"I know." A Xue's face became even uglier. She gloomily said, "From now on, don't bring up this matter again. Tell that man to bring word to his master that I am dead. From now on, the one she's afraid of, He Lan Xue, will never appear again. "

Without waiting for Yi Jian to reply, he turned around and left.

Yi Ren looked at He Lan Xue's back in confusion, then looked back at Yi Jian, who was still kneeling on the ground. She thought for a moment, then walked in front of Yi Jian, squatted down, and curiously looked at the person in front of her.

"Hey, do you know that you look like Liang Zhaowei?" She said with great interest, "However, he seems a bit more loyal than Liang Zhaowei."

Yi Jian raised his head and looked at the woman accompanying the prince for some reason: a round face, round eyes, clear eyes, a straight face, eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly, suddenly appearing in the barren desert, a bit unexpected and fresh.

It was as if it did not belong in this world, but rather the blue of the ink painting.

"Who is Liang Zhaowei?" Yi Jian was an honest man indeed. He loved the house and the birds – because he respected his own master, he also respected his own companions.

Yi Ren pursed her lips. She knew this was a difficult question to answer. She simply went over and pouted at He Lan Xue's back. She then asked, "Who is the mastermind?"

Yi Jian immediately kept quiet, and said solemnly: "Your highness said that it is not allowed, and this subordinate will not mention it again. Your subordinate cannot disobey Your Highness's wishes. "

"But he said that he won't let you find him, yet you're still looking for him." Puzzled, her lover asked, "Is that a violation?"

Yi Jian heard this and was at a loss for words.

He looked at the woman in front of him. The confusion on her face didn't seem to be fake, as if she really didn't understand what he meant. He really couldn't tell if she was real or fake.

Fortunately, her lover never gave chase. After a short pause, she smiled and continued to ask, "Is the mastermind Empress Rong?"

"How did you know?!" Yi Jian exclaimed in surprise. The moment his voice fell, he immediately realized that he had misspoken. His mouth immediately turned into a line.

Her lover laughed and naturally reached out his hand. "I am called my beloved."

Yi Jian was such a frank and kind person, Yi Ren felt that she could reluctantly tell him her name.

Yi Jian was feeling depressed when he heard her self-introductions. He was shocked again. "You're the wangfei?"

Was it the princess consort whom the prince had instructed them to take care of?

Yi Jian immediately bowed, that hand was something he didn't dare to grasp no matter how hard he tried.

She awkwardly withdrew her hand and patted left and right as if she was patting away the dust. Then, she stood up and walked towards the direction that He Lan Xue had left in.