Chapter 1 Robbery of the Flower Chariot

An Yunxi died.

When she died, she was still holding the incomplete body of the person who loved her the most in her arms

The heat waves were scorching, and the red curtains were rolling.

An Yunxi felt like she had a nightmare, and like a mayfly floating on the sea and unable to reach the shore.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she forced her eyes open. The darkness in front of her eyes turned hazy, and she vaguely saw a familiar face close at hand

The moment she saw the face of the man in front of her clearly, An Yunxi subconsciously raised her soft arms and hugged him tightly.

"Prince Ah-dong!"

Tears immediately flowed from her eyes. She almost without thinking, sent herself forward, raised her head slightly, and kissed the thin lips of the man in front of her

. The memory before she lost consciousness was still in front of her.

She remembered that he fell into the trap with her as bait alone, and wanted to take her out of the siege

. She also remembered that when countless arrows were flying, he used his mortal body to protect her in his arms, and gently comforted her and said: Xier, don't be afraid. The

rusty arrows pierced his body, and blood kept oozing out of the gaps in his armor.

At that moment, he turned into Shura, using his body as a shield and the knife in his hand as a sharp blade to harvest lives, and he took her out of the siege of thousands of people.

He thought he could use his life to buy her life, but what he didn't know was that before he came here, she had been poisoned by the person she once trusted the most and could not survive.

Ling Fengxun was the regent king of Beiling Kingdom who controlled hundreds of thousands of troops. How could he be so stupid!

Soft lips touched those thin lips that were slightly cold.

However, An Yunxi did not get a timely response.

The muscles of the man in front of him tensed up instantly, and a dark line passed through his sharp and deep phoenix eyes.

Ling Fengxun was slightly shocked and stood there, staring at the face under the candlelight, which was absolutely beautiful and still flushed.

There was still a thin layer of sweat on Ling Fengxun's cold white skin. After a long time, he raised his hand and pinched An Yunxi's chin.

The corners of his lips were raised, and he was handsome with a bit of coldness, as if he wanted to see through what the woman in front of him was thinking.

"Xi'er, do you think that if you cooperate like this, I can let my guard down, and then fall into your trap and let you escape?" Ling

Fengxun raised a cold arc at the corner of his lips, and his eyes were as deep as an ancient well, "Then I can tell you directly, it's impossible!"

An Yunxi's brain was a little chaotic because it was filled with too much information.

Because of this extremely unfamiliar cold tone, she couldn't react for a while.

A burst of tearing pain suddenly came from her body, and her eyebrows wrinkled slightly and she let out a little muffled groan.

As if she was about to be split in half, An Yunxi found that her head was getting more dizzy, and she was about to be scalded by the unbearable high temperature.

She was tightly imprisoned, but she was not afraid at all, and even felt a little relieved, because the surroundings were all Ling Fengxun's breath.

Was she not dead? Did she and Ling Fengxun survive? She

even survived such a desperate situation. God is watching over her. From now on, she will definitely stay by his side for the rest of her life.

Perhaps because her body was too weak at this time, An Yunxi's eyes fell into endless darkness again.

Her body felt as if it had been crushed.

This time, An Yunxi finally opened her eyes completely and saw the layout of the room clearly.

The bright red curtains and the wedding bed were very familiar to her.

Her waist ached badly, and just as she stood up, someone came over.

"Princess, we have prepared lunch for you. Please eat some first."

The person who spoke was a little maid.

She bowed her head, with a somewhat panicked and nervous expression on her face.

When she saw the face of the person in front of her clearly, An Yunxi was stunned. She subconsciously asked, "Chunyue, haven't you left the house?"

Chunyue looked confused, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Realizing that something was wrong, An Yunxi immediately stood up and got off the bed. Her legs were so soft that she couldn't use any strength. She stood up and observed with the help of the head of the bed. She found that this room was exactly the same as the wedding room that should have been burned down by a fire in her memory.

An Yunxi suddenly had a premonition in her heart. She took a deep breath and asked, "Chunyue, what year and day is today?"

Chunyue quickly replied, "Replying to the princess, today is the seventh day of the third month of the thirty-ninth year of Tiansheng."

It was like a bunch of fireworks exploded in her mind. An Yunxi clearly realized that she was reborn

. Reborn three years ago, the day when Ling Fengxun kidnapped her!

In the 39th year of Tiansheng, a well-known event happened.

Ling Changyue, the crown prince of Beiling, married her, the legitimate daughter of the general's mansion, as the crown princess.

She and the crown prince had known each other since childhood, and An Yunxi, who had been attracted by the elegant and noble temperament of the crown prince since she was a child, had been looking forward to this day for several years.

However, when she was sitting on the flower sedan and waiting to enter the East Palace, she encountered an accident and was kidnapped!

The person who kidnapped her was Ling Fengxun, the powerful regent of Beiling.

On the night of the kidnapping, An Yunxi became his woman in another wedding room prepared by Ling Fengxun in advance.

On the second day, An Yunxi woke up and hated Ling Shezheng Wang who did this. She wanted to drink his blood and eat his flesh.

The hatred of being robbed and losing her virginity, she felt that her life was ruined by this hateful man and she was imprisoned here for a long time.

Now looking back, An Yunxi only felt that she was a little pitiful at that time. She didn't know the person well and her heart had been wrong. If she hadn't finally learned the truth later, she would probably still hate Ling Fengxun for the rest of her life.

The door of the wedding room creaked and was opened.

An Yunxi immediately raised her eyes and looked over, her eyes slowly turned red.

A figure walked into the door of the exquisite and luxurious wedding room. The man was about 25 or 26 years old, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. He was wearing a dark brocade robe, a jade belt with a python pattern, and long boots of the same color.

Looking up, the man had an extremely handsome face, with deep features like those of a god, phoenix eyes, thin lips, and a pair of deep blue eyes inherited from his mother, a beauty from the Western Regions.

The man with black hair and jade crown looked stern, staring at An Yunxi and said, "If you don't eat well, don't force me to feed you myself."

After a long separation, An Yunxi wanted to cry.

Ling Fengxun died before her. At that time, the two of them hid in a dark cave, calling for help but no one answered, and no miracles happened.

He died in her arms, covered in blood.

It made the person in front of her look like an illusion

. An Yunxi's eyes were filled with tears, and then she walked step by step to Ling Fengxun.

The room was very quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

All you could hear was her slightly rapid heartbeat.