The Hidden Phoenix World
8
Although Hua Zhu Yu was saved, she did not get good treatment.
After they went down the mountain, the guards took Hua Zhu Yu down, tied her hands and put her in a sack at the command of the cold man. As soon as the mouth of the sack was tied, he could not see anything. Then, he tied the sack to the horse's back as if he was just an object.
Before long, the horse started running, running very wide, the driver did not care at all. Hua Zhu Yu smashed into the horse's back, many times he could not breathe, and almost fainted.
Unbeknownst to him how long they had been traveling, the sound of horse hooves galloping, slowly slowing down, gradually the sound of people was heard.
Hua Zhu Yu was carried on the shoulders of the guard on the horseback, he heard the voice of the guard asking, “Your Majesty, what should we do with this woman?”
"Look if he's dead!" Said a man faintly, there was a bone-chilling cold voice in his voice, like this Northern air, so cold that it made people shiver.
The guard opened the mouth of the sack, taking Hua Zhu Yu out of the sack. The sudden bright light caused him to close his eyes instantly.
After a while, he slowly opened his eyes. He was in a complete mess that his original appearance could not be told anymore. The blowing wind carried the cold air in the North, ruffling his hair. His face was smeared black and dirty, his hair was lying in a mess. Only a pair of black clear eyes emitted a brilliant light.
They were in the sloping terrain, there were hundreds of tents connected into one stretch. Constantly, there were Northern Dynasty soldiers coming out of the tent, they did not speak, all looking respectfully at the man in front of him.
Hua Zhu Yu was very familiar with this kind of scene. Obviously, this is actually a place where an army is miles away.
"A pair of pretty eyes, but .. that's a pity." The man in front of him narrowed his eyes and sighed lightly. Only now could Hua Zhu Yu clearly see the man standing on the high slope last night. He was wearing a purple robe and was standing casually there. He's tall. A handsome face that was like an engraving, a pair of long eyes slightly closed, revealing a brilliant glimmer of purple color.
Purple eyes ?!
The pupils of the eyes were like a high grade ice jade, a brilliant purple color adding a touch of its charm. If the ice-cold aura he gave and the slight mockery in his cold smile were ignored, this man was truly a feast for the eyes.
Unfortunately, his natural ice coldness, it was difficult to obtain a close aura made people unable to help but ignore his outer appearance.
Who her?
Hua Zhu Yu remembered someone calling him 'His Highness' just now, then this man must be Xiao Yin, the crown prince of the Northern Dynasty, the man he was about to marry.
Hua Zhu Yu had heard of the Northern Dynasty crown prince before.
There was a lecture widely spread among the people about Southern White Phoenix, Northern Purple Roc, Western Ashura, and East God of Fortune. These four are famous as taram in martial arts.
Xiao Yin, the crown prince of the Northern Dynasty, was the northern purple fox. (I'm really not sure I translated the other three correctly, so rather than delaying my update, I just let it go for now)
But, at this moment, it seemed that this man, the purple roc in front of him, actually had an unparalleled master attitude.
Hua Zhu Yu's investigation shocked Xiao Yin. She did not expect that this woman's nerves were actually not small, she had never seen anyone who dared to look at her in this way before.
He carried the spear in his hand to Hua Zhu Yu's chin, narrowing his eyes, he scrutinized, the shiny spear tip that was reflected along with the light in Hua Zhu Yu's eyes and made his black pupils glow even brighter. Xiao Yin's wrist moved slightly, the sharp spear tip scraped the skin of Hua Zhu Yu's chin, a drop of blood dripping onto the tip of the spear.
Xiao Yin frowned. Such delicate skin, this lady from the Southern Dynasty?
“Crown prince, do not act in a hurry. Although this time we fall into the Southern Dynasty scheme, but as long as the princess is not dead, maybe this can still change for the better. "Xian wang said with a deep tone in his voice.
“Royal uncle, you have always been gentle on the Southern Dynasty, but you have also seen that the Southern Dynasty has been eyeing us, the Northern Dynasty. This time, the problem is just a pretext. Even if we can avoid it at this time, they still won't let go of us at another time. Why not meet the enemy directly, are we, the Northern Dynasty, afraid of them? ”Xiao Yin spoke coldly, pulling a spear from Hua Zhu Yu's neck.
Hua Zhu Yu became alarmed when he heard that, if the Northern Dynasty was determined to fight against the Southern Dynasty, would he be able to stay alive?!
Nah! He can't die. He wanted to live, there were still many things he had to do! Thought Hua Zhu Yu.
"Crown prince ..." Hua Zhu Yu started talking, and soon found her voice so hoarse that she felt very uncomfortable. He did not drink a single drop of water for one day and one night, the corner of his mouth had long been chapped, his voice had long been hoarse.
“What the crown prince said is true, the Southern Dynasty has ambitions, but... *cough *cough *cough *cough *cough * ”Hua Zhu Yu keeps coughing. He spoke intermittently for a long time. “Currently, it is better to avoid war, you know very well that you have no chance of winning the war at the moment. I may be able to help you avoid this war .. * uhuk * uhuk * uhuk * uhuk * ....
Xiao Yin lowered his head and looked at the woman whose two shoulders were shaking with a loud cough, he stretched out his hand and someone quickly carried the two bags of wine made from cowhide. He opened the wine pouch, a strong scent coming out from the mouth of the pouch.
Reaching out, he pinched Hua Zhu Yu's mouth open and poured the liquid from the wine bag into his mouth. This seemed to be a Northern Dynasty specialty milk wine. It's salty and fishy. It carried the pungent aroma of wine
The wine filled his mouth too quickly and choked him, white liquid came out from his nose and he felt an unbearable pain, but Xiao Yin did not stop until at any time. He clasped his hair firmly and continued to pour wine. Finally, he was willing to stop when Hua Zhu Yu could no longer drink the wine dripping from his mouth and nose.
He bowed towards her slowly and smiled faintly. This cold man's smile really had an indescribable charm, just that there was a hint of ridicule that could make people shiver in that smile.
"Ben wang¹ is not afraid of war, nor do you want to avoid it. Also, you can rest assured, although you are not a woman that ben**zi ² like, although you are only a substitute, but Ben tai zi will not let you die. "Finished speaking, he smiled faintly, and then left while reigning coldly, “Come, send him to the red tent.”
¹ and ² This is how Xiao Yin refers to himself, money means king, ***zi means crown prince ,.
Xian Wang could hardly believe it in his ears, the crown prince really wanted to send the princess to the red tent? But that red tent is a place of army prostitutes, is that possible ...?
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