The Regent's Koi Princess

Fan Wenlan paused involuntarily as he walked out of the tent. The scene before him unfolded like a scroll from hell.

The whole scene was filled with smoke and looked messy.

The morning light was thin, but it was enough to reflect the cruelty of the battlefield: the enemy's bodies were scattered all over the place, some were twisted, as if silently telling of their struggle before death; the blood dyed the land red, interweaving with the daylight into an ominous red.

The flames jumped among the ruins, illuminating the terrified faces of the survivors. Some of them squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, trembling like leaves in the wind; some of them ran away with their heads in their hands, looking for a glimmer of hope in the afterglow of the artillery fire.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of burnt and blood, and every breath seemed to be swallowing the breath of death.

Fan Wenlan's pupils suddenly shrank, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart, a mixture of joy for the victory and sorrow for the loss of life.

As long as there is war, there will be death. Although these scenes are not what he wants to see, there is nothing he can do. He is powerless to change anything.

This war should not have happened in the first place, it was the result of human greed.

The blood debt owed by Zhaozhou Cheng and his son was further added.

Fan Wenlan looked up at the sky, closed his eyes and sighed.

If possible, he hopes that the world will be peaceful and the people will be able to live and work in peace, without any more illness or war, and the whole world will be in harmony.

Just as Fan Wenlan was lost in thought, Shadow and Ling Xiao came over one after another.

Of the four groups of people, three have arrived, the only one missing is the one led by the princess.

Shadow looked at Fan Wenlan and asked in a low voice: "Have you spotted Zhao Shizong?"

After hearing Shadow's words, Fan Wenlan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was deep and complex. He looked around at the people around him who were anxiously waiting, and finally fixed his eyes on Shadow's face.

His face was solemn and his voice was low and firm: "Zhao Shizong, he is not here. According to his deputy general, he is in the garden at the moment, enjoying himself with the beauty. He cleverly avoided this catastrophe."

At this point, Fan Wenlan's lips curled up in a sarcastic smile, a smile that showed both disdain for Zhao Shizong and helplessness towards the endless sorrow behind this war.

Ling Xiao looked at everything around him and felt very angry.

He never thought of himself as a good person, but he never killed innocent people.

It was only because of this battle for power that so many lives were lost.

He was always worried when he didn't see Lin Xi, so Ling Xiao raised his foot and prepared to leave to look for her in the direction of the stable.

"I want to go see how Xi'er is doing. I'm a little worried without her."

Shadow looked at Ling Xiao and smiled, teasing him: "Master Ling, don't worry, the princess is such a cunning person, she won't do anything even if we are in danger.

She has eight hundred eyes..."

Before Shadow could finish his words, he was interrupted by a voice, a voice that frightened him, but... a very pleasant voice.

"Really? I didn't expect men to gossip too. It's only been a while since we last met, and you're already saying bad things about me behind my back? Can I understand that you can't live without seeing me for an hour?"

shadow……

Is there anything more embarrassing than being caught gossiping about someone behind their back?

Ling Xiao...

Your Sister Lin will always be your Sister Lin, Lin Xi will always be Lin Xi, and the Regent Princess will always be the Regent Princess.

Fan Wenlan...

Looking up at the sky, he sighed: His prince is just blind.

Xiao Guizi shook his head and looked at everyone with disdain: A frog in a well, he is always surprised by what he has seen. His hair is short, and his knowledge is even shorter.

Without bothering to chat with Shadow, Lin Xi turned around and asked, "Why can't I see that little bastard Zhao Shizong?"

Fan Wenlan glanced at her and said, "In Sanligang Villa, busy... um! Accompanying the beauty."

Linxi...

She was too narrow-minded. She used to think that her Jiang Che would easily get horny after he started having sex, but now look at this bastard Zhao Shizong, huh!

The whole army has been annihilated, yet he is still in a happy mood.

Thinking about it this way, her Jiang Che is still the best. Although he always wants to say hello to her, he has a bottom line.

No matter when, no matter how much he wanted to be intimate with me, he would never ignore the country and the people.

Hey!

For some reason, she missed him so much at this moment.

I miss his tyranny, I miss his roguery, and even more I miss his embrace, ahwuwuwu!

At this moment, she was a little confused.

But right.

Lin Xi is a man who can think freely, but he clearly distinguishes between public and private matters.

Retracting his thoughts, Lin Xi looked at the survivors on the battlefield.

After taking a quick look at these young faces, Lin Xi felt a pang of regret.

If it weren't for fighting, young men like this could live an ordinary life.

But now, because of the greed of Zhaozhou Cheng and his son, they have to leave their hometown, leave their parents, and are covered with wounds.

Some even lost their lives for this.

After a long sigh, Lin Xi calmed down, looked at the wounded soldiers and whispered: "Although you have suffered a crushing defeat today, this princess will not take your lives.

After all, this princess believes that you have gathered here to work for Zhao Shizong out of helplessness.

Now, this princess gives you two choices. First, if your injuries are too serious, you can choose to return home to recuperate.

Second, for those with less serious injuries who choose to abandon evil and follow me back to the capital, I will warmly welcome them. Those who do not want to follow me back to the capital can also choose to go home and recuperate.

No matter what choice you make in the end, this princess just wants to say one thing: don't risk your life for anyone again. Your parents gave birth to you, not to let you go into battle and die.

Even if we really want to fight the enemy, we cannot point our fists at our compatriots."

After Lin Xi finished speaking, he no longer cared about the wounded soldiers and turned to look at Fan Wenlan. Shadow and Ling Xiao whispered, "Let's go! Let's go to the other garden and capture him before Zhao Shizong finds out.

If we waste any more time, he might notice us and run away, and it will be difficult to catch him again."

After Lin Xi finished speaking, she turned and left. As she turned, the wind blew her clothes up, making her look like a young eagle about to spread its wings and fly high, resolute and determined.

Some of the wounded soldiers around her looked up at her departing back, with complex emotions flashing in their eyes - gratitude, admiration, and confusion intertwined.

They knew that if it were someone else today, they would probably have been prisoners.

But the vision of this little princess is incomparable to that of an ordinary man.

The sunlight shone through the clouds, dappled onto her body, giving her a layer of golden glow.

Lin Xi passed through the chaotic battlefield, like a breeze, coming silently and leaving quietly.

Looking at her departing back, Fan Wenlan, Anying and Ling Xiao looked at each other, and they all saw disbelief in each other's eyes.

Before coming to Western Liao, she was always eager to go into battle and kill the enemies, but once she was on the battlefield, she easily let them go.

It turns out that their eccentric little princess is actually a compassionate person who cares about all the people in the world.