001 Princess Peerless

It's another windless cloudy day, and the weather makes people feel a little bored for no reason.

At this time, the tower of Baifengguo, which has suffered from war, is different from the dead silence of the past. Circles of people spontaneously surrounded the city tower and stretched their necks to look at the white slender figure held by two soldiers on the tower.

"Bah! What kind of Princess Xijing is this? She has a reputation for both talent and beauty, but she has come to such an end. If I were her, I would simply jump off this tower. Someone in the crowd spit a mouthful of water and pointed to the white figure on the tower and said viciously.

"Princess? You still call her a princess! We don't have such a princess in Baiguo, and we all have an appetite. If it weren't for her, we would have suffered from war now?" Someone in the crowd said angrily, his eyes were red, and he seemed to want to rush to the tower to tear up the woman in white.

"Yes, she is a traitor to the White State! Kill her!" Someone responded.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately lit the long-accumulated resentment in people's hearts, and the onlookers raised their hands and shouted loudly: "Traitor! Kill her! Traitor, kill her! Traitor..." There was a sound, and it was more and more fierce.

At this time, Bai Xijing, who was detained on the tower, did not seem to hear the voices of those people. A pair of obsidian-like eyes looked anxiously but confusedly at the horizon in the distance.

Suddenly, a silvery black slowly appeared on the horizon. With the rising dust, everyone heard the sound of horses' hoofs from far to near. The fear, anger and unwillingness in my heart became stronger and stronger as the sound of horses' hoofs approached. Someone actually wanted to climb to the tower and kill Bai Xijing with their own hands to relieve their hatred.

"Kill the traitor! Sacrifice to the spirit of the soldiers of the White State! Kill her!" What's more, the people's ** continued to rush towards the tower, and even the soldiers guarding the tower could not stop the wolf-like people.

When the black scene was seen clearly, all the soldiers on the tower couldn't help frowning and taking a deep breath. Only Bai Xijing bent his lips slightly and his eyes fell on the person with the silver armor that was the first.

"Ye Lin! You wolf-hearted thing! Our Majesty trusted you so much that he even married Princess Xijing to you. You actually led troops to attack the White Kingdom! You can't take a step into the capital today!" A black-dressed general on the tower shouted at the silver armored man with a cold face, and his words were full of fierce hatred.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lin just slowly raised his head and looked at the general indifferently, and didn't want to say anything more to him. He waved to the people around him, and a soldier held a big bow.

Arrows, bows, and a series of movements were made. Before everyone could react, the feather arrow had broken through the air and nailed straight to the helmet of the general who had just spoken. The general's legs were so scared that he almost collapsed.

Seeing this, Ye Lin just hooked the corners of his mouth slightly to show a cold smile.

"You!" The veteran guarding the city immediately blew his beard, picked up the nine-ring knife in his hand and walked to Xijing. He pulled Xijing's hair without pity, and the painful Xijing took two steps back. The old man raised the knife and put it across Xijing's white neck, pressing out a blood mark. Ye Lin, Princess Xijing is in our hands. If you dare to go further, I will kill her!"

Ye Lin frowned slightly when he heard the words and looked up at the white shadow on the tower. Under the gloomy and dark sky, the white figure looked particularly conspicuous, and his clothes were floating. Obviously, it was such a dangerous situation, but the woman smiled lightly. He seemed to be in a trance. I saw her shy and smiling face under the roof of the bridal chamber again.

The old man saw that Ye Lin didn't say anything, and the knife in his hand pressed down hard, and the bright red blood flowed down Xi Jing's white neck. Ask him for mercy! Hurry up! Let him retreat, or I'll kill you!"

Xijing's voice was quiet and indifferent, "General Li looked up at Xijing. Do you think if he really cares about me, I will fall into your hands?"

"You! One day, the husband and wife will be benefactorily. I don't believe that he can really care about your life!" General Li pushed Xijing forward vigorously. After Xijing hit the wall, General Li forced Xijing angrily, "Speak up! I don't have the patience to accompany you!"

Xijing slowly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Ye Lin, who was full of murder, and slowly said, "Ye Lang, can Xijing ask you a question?"

Ye Lin nodded slowly, and his eyes couldn't tell what the emotion was.

"Have you ever liked Xijing? Or is the love in recent years... all fake?" Xijing kept smiling, but her hands were clenched tightly because of nervousness.

Ye Lin was stunned when he heard the words, and his eyes were turbulent, but his face did not move. After a long time, Ye Lin shook his head slowly, and his voice was cold and ruthless, "Never! I don't like you! Marrying you is just for the key to the treasure in your hand. You are just a pawn to me. How can you love me?

Xijing's face faded, but he still stubbornly refused to cry, allowing tears to turn in his eyes, and the smile on his lips was frozen, cold and desolate.

In eight years, one-third of her life, she spent eight years to love a person, a person she deeply loved for eight years, and eight years as a person in heaven. But that man told her that she was just a pawn of him! Chess pieces, oh, it's really ridiculous!

"Ye Lin, you beast!" General Li, who heard Ye Lin's answer, stared at Ye Lin fiercely and hunted with a nine-ring knife, as if he wanted to remove Ye Lin into eight pieces before he was willing.

On the contrary, Xijing suddenly took a step forward, and Qingli's face could not say what the emotion was. She seemed to smile or mourn. "Ye Lin, do you have to take this city today?"

Ye Lin's eyes flashed and nodded solemnly, but she couldn't say why she had a bad feeling.

Xijing saw Ye Lin's movements, and a trace of sadness suddenly appeared in his heart, but with a shallow smile on his face, "So... Xijing can only sacrifice his own life to sacrifice the soldiers who died in our white country and the handsome flag of our white country!" After saying that, Xijing suddenly pushed away General Li and jumped up the city wall, dressed as white as snow and painted white.

The woman's cold voice sounded in the fierce wind, and she gently read, "Weaving a short book, and the intestines are knotted with the text. I'm afraid you won't notice it. Burn it and raise its ashes, and the handwriting has been extinguished since then. Then he smiled gently and resolutely jumped down from the tower, like a drifting flower, like a butterfly with broken wings.

"Ye Lang, Ye Lang. You know how cruel you are! How much you love when you live, how much you hate when you die! But... I don't hate you for being ruthless, but I hate you... A woman will ruin my life..."

It's even darker. With a sound of thunder and rain, it suddenly fell, and the whole world was surrounded by a rain curtain. Bai Guo, who had not rained for half a year, finally had its first rain at the moment when Bai Xijing jumped off the tower.

Xijing's blood was slowly washed away. Ye Lin only felt something in his heart. Looking at Xijing who jumped down from the wall and died in front of his horse, Ye Lin finally slowly closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Attdown the city!"

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"Ah!" Xijing shouted, as if he had been choked in the throat, and his beautiful face was pale and transparent. She slowly covered her eyes with her trembling hands, and then curled herself up in a ball and trembled.

"Princess, princess, what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare again?" Siqin hurriedly lit the lamp and rushed into Xijing's room. She saw the Xijing shrinking in **. Siqin hurriedly lit the light in the room and then walked to Xijing.

"Who asked you to turn off the lights in the room?" A slightly trembling voice sounded coolly, and Xijing slowly raised his head against the candlelight. There was a trace of coldness on his delicate and beautiful face, but it became an unspeakable enchanting beauty.

"Princess forgive me, it's Siqin. Siqin saw that the princess was asleep and was afraid that the bright light in the room would affect the princess's rest, so she took her own initiative to turn off the light. Siqin was willing to be interviewed and ask the princess to commit a crime. Siqin was scared by Xijing's slightly cool voice and knelt down.

Siqin knelt on the ground and waited for Xijing's punishment, but she didn't expect Xijing to say two words "go out" without even raising her head. Although her tone was cold, she vaguely didn't care about it. Siqin's heart was relieved and then she retreated respectfully.

In the dim light, Xijing, who had been silent, finally straightened his waist slowly, but such a simple action was extremely difficult and long, as if he was fighting something. For a long time, Xijing hooked the corners of his lips and said in an extremely firm tone, "Xijing, it's different. This time it's really different."

She slowly spread out her white bare hands, and the lines on it were still so clear, as if they were guiding the direction of fate. These hands are still clean and not stained with any blood. There is no Ye Lin, no White Country, no war in her life. She is the most favored little princess of the White Country.

The memories of the previous life and the memories of this life are constantly overlapping and staggered in the brain, but slowly merge together. Bai Xijing slowly exhaled, like the fish spitting out a bubble, silent, but suddenly.

Da Zhao has been experiencing drought for years, and all the contradictions have reached their peak this year, and their four countries, as feudal countries, will also go to the capital to report before the end of the year. She still remembers Ye Lin's figure coming from the horse on that road. That's a magic barrier she can't forget in her life.

It's just different now, it's different...

Bai Xijing said this to himself, but at the same time straightened his back a little, as if he wanted to fight against the fate of starting again.