Chapter 165: The Lame Princess vs. the Blind Hostage Prince Consort (End)
Outside the capital.
The fiery red sunset is burning in the sky.
The reddish-brown soil was so red that it was hard to tell whether it was soaked by the blood river or reflected by the sky.
Corpses and broken limbs wrapped in tattered, blood-stained clothes were scattered throughout the wilderness.
The breeze carried a strong fishy smell.
The soldiers of Yuanchang stood with their backs to the battlefield, like silent and quiet statues, guarding the woman who was kneeling on one knee with a knife in the distance behind them.
A long sword pierced through her lower back and was nailed into the ground.
Only half of the right leg was left, with the white bones visible among the blurred flesh and blood, as if supporting the bruised body.
Lu Cha coughed weakly, and a little blood splashed out.
The last breath of energy held on by the demonic power was about to dissipate.
It hurts so much...
How long has it been since I felt so good...
Glancing at Xi Hanfeng's head that was chopped in half a few steps away, dark yellow mucus was dripping from the cut. Lu Cha forced a curl of his lips with a hint of pride.
The dog was completely torn to pieces, but her head was still intact, hehe~
The system, already frightened, clutched its handkerchief and trembled, unable to help but grumble quietly:
You're not much better.
After saying that, he quickly logged off, fearing that the host would chop him into pieces.
Lu Cha's long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Tsk, coward.
The sound of hurried horse hooves suddenly came from behind.
Lu Cha wanted to look back, but the sword was stuck too deep into the ground and she no longer had enough strength to break free.
The wound on his abdomen began to emit a stream of heat due to this almost imperceptible movement.
Until that pale face came into view, Lu Cha opened her lips with difficulty and uttered a very soft voice, as if she was acting coquettishly:
"Xun Ji...I can't move..."
Xun Ji, who had fallen off his horse, crawled to the ground, covered in blood, and knelt in front of Lu Cha.
Her pupils were covered with red veins, and tears flowed out like a flood that broke through the dam.
He raised his hands helplessly, shaking uncontrollably. He wanted to touch it, but he had no idea if there was even a single inch of intact area on the bright red armor.
His Highness...his Highness...
"Slave, take you home, okay..."
The wind here is too cold.
It was cold to the bone.
Lu Cha hummed softly: "You have to protect Yuan Chang..."
"I'm waiting for you..."
The little girl used up her last bit of strength and raised a bright smile.
The next moment, she slid heavily, and just as she was about to fall to the ground, Xun Ji leaned forward and hugged her.
The upright sword blade pierced his chest slightly.
Xun Ji seemed not to feel any pain. He hugged the little girl tightly, grabbed the sword behind her, and slowly pulled it out.
The scratched palm had its flesh torn and blood was flowing out.
It mixed with the little girl's blood.
Xun Ji was not happy at all.
He picked up the little girl in his arms, bent over, staggered, searched, and muttered to himself:
"Slave, I will bring His Highness home safely..."
But, the moon is high in the sky.
Xun Ji searched through the corpses, stepped on the pools of blood, and numbly picked up one after another, but none of them were the right one.
Why can't he find His Highness's legs?
Azhuo, who had already arrived, could no longer bear to watch and stopped Xun Ji who was trying to search again:
"Master, the soldiers said that your highness's right leg was trampled into mud by the horse's hooves."
Xun Ji was stunned.
He lowered his head woodenly.
The soil is loose and dark red like ink.
The little girl was buried there, every inch of her flesh and blood.
Xun Ji knelt limply on the ground, and the sadness that had been suppressed in his throat finally burst out.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, tears falling one by one.
Like a lost child, crying in panic.
This time, there was no one around to wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes with a smile.
a long time.
Xun Ji gently placed his cheek against the little girl's face, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's my fault that I can't find your legs."
"When we get home, you can whip me with a whip. I will definitely not hide."
Xun Ji coaxed the little girl while carrying her up and walking towards the city.
Looking at the man's staggering figure, who was repeating those two sentences over and over like a madman, Azhu's eyes trembled slightly.
Master, are you crazy?
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Outside the Shangshu Mansion.
Xun Ji held the little girl in his arms and knelt on the long steps outside, letting people come and go and cast complicated glances at him.
Luo Jinshuang, who had received the report from the servant, hadn't spoken yet when dong——
Xun Ji leaned forward and kowtowed: "Please, Miss Luo, ask Divine Doctor Ye to come to the capital and save His Highness."
Piaomiao Medical Valley, the living dead, the flesh and bones.
Your Highness, you can open your eyes and look at him.
Looking at Xun Ji, whose eyes were dull and empty, tightly hugging the little girl covered in blood in his arms, Luo Jinshuang tried hard to open her eyes wide to prevent the tears welling up in them from falling.
Put a porcelain bottle in front of him:
"Master Ye, I can only guarantee that His Highness's body will not decay within a hundred days."
Xun Ji stared blankly at the porcelain vase: "Your Highness, have you calculated this day long ago?"
Luo Jinshuang did not answer, and did not know how to explain.
That day at the Princess's Mansion, His Highness asked her to send Xi Hanfeng a map of the secret passage in the capital to help him escape. He also contacted Mr. Ye to ask if there was any way to prevent the corpse from rotting.
His Highness wanted to use his own death to calm the people's anger and to stop anyone from handing over Xun Ji to be executed in order to stabilize the people's hearts.
She originally disagreed, but His Highness said—
"Shuangshuang, this is my way home. Believe me, I will live well in another world."
"We have to keep it a secret."
They were both from another world and she was his only friend. How could she refuse?
Seeing Luo Jinshuang fall into silence, Xun Ji stood up, holding the porcelain bottle, and nodded slightly without asking any further questions: "Thank you..."
Luo Jinshuang was stunned and closed her eyes with a sigh.
Crystal tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
"May you be well and healthy."
I don’t know whether the words floating in the wind were directed at Xun Ji or were wishes for the little girl who could no longer hear.
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The Princess's Mansion, the bedroom in the West Garden.
Xun Ji gently put the little girl on the bed and carefully put the medicine in the porcelain bottle into her mouth.
Then, he removed her cold and sticky armor, brought some warm water, and carefully wiped the blood off her face.
After cleaning up, Xun Ji took out the flower candle hidden in the cabinet, lit it with fire, and placed it on the table.
He gently held the little girl's cold hand, and her tear-stained cheeks seemed to be painted with a warm rouge color by the candlelight.
"I made a dragon and phoenix candle, intending to use it in the bridal chamber for the wedding next month, but Your Highness fell asleep quietly."
"Actually, I lied to you back then. I got the lotus seed soup from the kitchen, but now I've learned how to make it."
"The Bodhi seed bracelet was also stolen by me."
Xun Ji told the little girl intermittently about the bad things he had done.
Until his voice was hoarse and he could no longer utter a syllable, he slowly lay down, hugged the little girl tightly, and kissed her between the eyebrows.
A desolate mist lingered in the dim peach blossom eyes, and even the scars at the end of the eyes had faded from their red color and fallen into darkness.
No matter what Your Highness does, I will still be pleased with you.
-
The dragon and phoenix wedding candles burned for four days and four nights.
Except for Azhuo who occasionally came in and tricked Xun Ji into eating a few bites of food in the name of the eldest princess, Lingying and Nanny Li were kept out.
Early morning of the fifth day.
Xun Ji took the initiative to open the bedroom door, wearing the little girl's silver armor, and gave instructions in an orderly manner:
"Let Lingying and Nanny Li take care of His Highness. No one else is allowed to enter."
"Notify Emperor Yuanchang to dispatch troops to me."
"Get a complete map of the world."
Looking at Xun Ji's indifferent and cold face, which seemed to have returned to his previous appearance, Azhu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and did as he was told.
Before leaving, Xun Ji turned around and glanced greedily at the little girl on the bed.
Please, Your Highness, wait for me.
-
Because the eldest princess died tragically on the battlefield and the Crown Prince Xiliang was beheaded, the people in the border areas could no longer blame Xun Ji.
After all, the other party also lost their loved one and tasted the same pain as them.
Xun Ji led Yuanchang's troops like a madman, attacking the surrounding countries step by step.
However, as long as you surrender, no one will be killed.
Except Seokkyung.
On the night when Yuanchang's troops attacked the capital of Xiliang Emperor, the fire burning in the palace lit up the sky, and everyone was wailing and screaming.
Xun Ji, who was outside the palace gate, turned a deaf ear and gently touched the broken goose-feather knife with the blade rolled up in his hand.
In a trance, I saw the little girl with the sweet smile.
Your Highness, you must be very happy too.
March passed in a flash, winter went and spring came.
Xun Ji conquered various countries day and night, and was invincible. Finally, he helped Yuanchang unify the world.
The day of Jingzhe.
When spring thunder roars, all things grow.
With all nations coming to pay tribute, the capital of Yuanchang was extremely bustling.
Imperial Palace, outside the Golden Throne Hall.
Prime Minister Chu looked at the monarchs or envoys from various countries who were marching up the long steps in a mighty procession, and tears streamed down his face.
Your Highness, you have fulfilled your promise.
A moment.
He raised his hand to wipe away his tears and asked Chu Jinghong beside him: "Where is Prince Consort Xun?"
"Won't the great hero come and celebrate with us?"
Chu Jinghong couldn't help but look towards the Princess's Mansion: "He should be going to look for His Highness."
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At the same time, at the Princess's Mansion.
A large pit was dug on the ground in the courtyard of Xiyuan, and inside it was a coffin made of ebony with gold thread.
Xun Ji held the little girl in the wedding dress and lay down carefully. He couldn't wait to stab his heart with a dagger.
With a satisfied smile, he kissed the little girl's dark purple lips.
Your Highness, I am now qualified to come to you.
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Above the void.
The man lying in the hibernation capsule, his face covered by a strange black cloth, hooked his fingertips lightly, looking a little worried.
Some of the small balls surrounding it have become dull, while others are still shining.
He thought that by provoking the little flower demon's desire to win, he could make her stay for him or become interested in him.
But now...
The ball, which was a little closer to the man, stopped at the image of Xun Ji holding Lu Cha's body.
He pinched the cold clothes lightly, as if annoyed.
It seems like I used the wrong method?
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