Chapter 371: A dog will always eat shit

"Madam? What madam?"

When everyone looked closely, they found that behind Mo Jinchuan was a woman riding a white horse.

Although she was wearing coarse linen clothes and her hair was tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, her eyes and eyebrows were still beautiful.

The two men rode horses one in front and one behind, and they looked very well matched.

If the boy is handsome and the girl is beautiful, the children they will have in the future will certainly be good too.

While the people were happy, some of them couldn't help but become curious about Song Yanxi's identity.

Which rich girl could possibly make His Royal Highness Prince Jin, who has never been interested in women, fall in love with her?

Those gathered at the front stretched their necks to look forward, and some even climbed onto the eaves by stepping on something.

As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the farther you can see. As soon as someone climbed onto the roof, he felt that the woman on horseback looked very familiar.

He couldn't help but mutter, "The prince's wife, why does she look so familiar?"

The people below laughed at him, "Come on, there are so many girls in this city, which one doesn't look familiar to you?"

"I'm sure I'm not mistaken."

Seeing that no one believed him, the man stamped his feet in frustration and broke two tiles.

Broken tiles fell down along the eaves, and the people below avoided them for fear of being hit on the head.

Seeing them avoiding him like snakes and scorpions, the man suddenly remembered something and pointed at Song Yanxi and said excitedly: "She is the Princess Yong'an!"

*

"Who are you talking about?" The pen in Zhuang Shihan's hand shook, and the tip of the pen shifted upwards, covering the word "Ping'an" next to it.

She originally wanted to write a letter home to the Duke of Jingguo's Mansion to report her safety and to give her father a way out.

There is no overnight hatred between father and daughter.

Not to mention, her father had a daughter when he was middle-aged, and she was his only precious child. He had pampered and coaxed her since she was a child. How could he bear to really sever ties with her?

He was just angry at her for not fighting back, so he spoke deliberately to scare her.

Just like she had traveled through time countless times in the past few years.

No matter how furious the old man was at the time, as long as she was willing to give in afterwards, he would let it go and not bother with her anymore.

This time will be no exception.

She was writing with great emotion, imagining what the old man would look like when he burst into tears after reading the letter, when this blind man came in and told her that His Royal Highness Prince Jin had returned.

Not only did he come back, but even the annoying Song Yanxi was unharmed and followed him into the city.

How is this possible?

That madman Wen Qi dispatched 30,000 troops to search for them. Even if he didn't chop them into meat sauce alive, there was no way he could let them come back alive.

Because as long as Mo Jinchuan is still alive, his ambition to annex Da'an and unify the countries will never be realized.

He is a little crazy, but not stupid enough to let the tiger go back to the mountain.

As for Song Yanxi, she was a weak woman who couldn't even tie a chicken.

It would be fine if he fell to death, but if he fell into the hands of the brutal Liang army, let alone being cleared of all charges, it would be a blessing from God if he could keep his body intact.

As a woman, she sympathized with her situation.

But that's all.

Everything is her own fault. She insisted on being a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering. Whatever outcome she ends up with has nothing to do with others.

You can't blame anyone else.

The messenger wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said hesitantly, "How about the princess go out and see for herself?"

Zhuang Shihan frowned, "You little dog slave, don't you understand what people are saying?"

The servant was a retired soldier who was wounded on the battlefield. He usually did odd jobs in the general's mansion. He was temporarily assigned to serve her after Chunsheng left. Seeing her arrogant look, he couldn't help but feel angry.

She is just a princess who has just passed her career, and she looks down on everyone all day long.

If I didn't know, I would have thought that this half of the country was conquered by her.

Even the eldest princess who truly helped His Majesty build his empire was very courteous to these veterans. Who has ever seen such a woman who treats people as non-human beings?

Catching the flash of dissatisfaction in the servant's eyes, Zhuang Shihan couldn't help but sneer, "General Xu's men are really powerful. Not only are they pretending to obey but secretly disobeying, but now they can't even say a word."

The servant's expression changed slightly, and he said in a hard tone, "My princess, you are overthinking it."

"Are you treating this princess like a fool?"

Zhuang Shihan tore up the letter in a few seconds, threw it into the air, and said coldly, "Go back and tell Xu Xiao that I will remember the General's Mansion's attitude."

The servant opened his mouth, intending to explain.

But she was heard asking, "Where is General Lin?"

"To answer your question, General Lin just left."

"Just now?" Zhuang Shihan frowned, and her expression suddenly turned ugly as she thought of something.

Before she could ask, the servant said respectfully, "About half a cup of tea ago, I happened to run into General Lin outside the courtyard."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Shihan frowned even more anxiously.

She gritted her teeth and asked, "Did you tell him what you just told me?"

The servant nodded hurriedly, "Exactly the same."

What an exact copy!

Zhuang Shihan waved her sleeves, knocking down the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. The murderous intent in her eyes seemed to be solidifying.

She said "OK" three times in a row and then burst into laughter.

While laughing, he cursed: "Men are dogs, dogs will always eat shit, both of them are bitches!"

The servant hurriedly retreated, thinking she was crazy.

But before leaving, he deliberately reminded: "Deputy General Qu has gone to invite the general, I hope the princess can make some preparations."

Prepare, prepare for what?

Why not clean your eyes and run out to watch Lin Tingfeng perform a prodigal son comeback drama for her?

She finds it disgusting!

Zhuang Shihan had a gloomy face, her lower lip was almost bitten off, and it took her a long time to squeeze out a word from between her teeth.

"Please tell General Xu that I will be there later."

*

The people were too enthusiastic. Even though they were a little surprised when they recognized Song Yanxi's identity, everyone's eyes were happy and kind.

Even expected.

As she rode slowly forward on the snow dragon, she heard someone say, "What's wrong with being married? Only after experiencing it can you know how to care for others. You will definitely be able to take good care of the prince in the future."

Judging from the tone, he was so satisfied.

Someone nearby objected, and then he said, "One fights the war, and the other treats the illness. If the prince gets injured in the future, he won't have to trouble the others."

"What's this called?"

"This is a perfect match!"

Song Yanxi couldn't help but look sideways as her voices sounded familiar.

Noticing she was looking over, they quickly raised their hands to greet her.

Although their clothes were patched up, their faces were washed exceptionally clean and they looked much more energetic than before.

At first glance, it's impossible to even associate them with beggars.

If one of them didn't have a very distinctive appearance, the kind that you would never forget after meeting them once, Song Yanxi wouldn't be able to bear with them.

They were the beggars who had beaten up the field mouse.

Now it seems like he has turned over a new leaf.

Song Yanxi nodded, but didn't see any other familiar faces in her eyes.

The three people who had just spoken squeezed forward and were about to say something, but before they could open their mouths they were squeezed out by others.

The people were greeting each other in a flurry, and the street vendors were even carrying their homemade food forward, hoping that Mo Jinchuan would take a look.

Regardless of whether you eat it or not, it tastes good just by smelling it!

If the prince takes a liking to someone's food and has time to come and have a bite, the owner of that shop will be able to walk around the street for three years.

Amidst all the voices of concern, Youdao's voice stood out.