The prince stepped on me to get to the top, I angrily flirted with the enemy's hostage

When Huang Liao entered the tent carrying the head, the wind at the entrance was blowing up the fine snow, which seemed to have coated Wumuhan's messy hair with another layer of frost.

Su Rou sat beside the brazier, stirring the charcoal with her fingertips, the firelight making her eyes look extremely calm.

"Confirmed?" Her voice was not loud, but it instantly silenced the entire tent.

"My Madam," Huang Liao knelt on one knee, "Three of our former subordinates from the east and five of our personal guards have all been examined, and the scar and missing ear are confirmed to be Wumuhan himself."

Su Rou said "hmm" and raised her hand.

The hand was still wrapped in the fine cloth that had been changed last night, and it was dazzlingly white.

"Feed them to the wolves," she said calmly. "Don't feed them too much. Leave some for them to eat, so they won't howl unpleasantly at night."

Huang Liao took the order and left, leaving a dark red trail on the snow.

Gong Yu came out from behind the screen, wearing only a black fox cloak with the collar open. There were still teeth marks on his collarbone from Su Rou's bite last night.

He leaned over, took her hand in his palm, and rubbed the new calluses with his fingertips.

"Relieved?"

Gong Yu knew that there was another reason why she helped Andre to get revenge, which was to avenge the fake Su Rou who impersonated her.

Su Rou is not a bad person.

But revenge is inevitable.

Su Rou raised her eyes, reflecting the charcoal fire and him.

"half."

"Where's the other half?"

"Back to the Southern Kingdom. When the Eleventh Prince ascended to the throne, those people who sent gifts obstructed him. I have to go back and give them a taste of their own medicine."

Gong Yu chuckled softly and kissed her cloth-wrapped fingertips, tasting a bit of blood.

"Then go back."

Three days later, the morning mist at the edge of the desert had not yet dissipated, but the camp had already been broken up.

Andre stood on the farthest sand dune, his silver armor still on, but the arrow wound on his chest could no longer hold back and was oozing blood.

He watched Su Rou being carried onto the horse by Gong Yu. She turned her head and nodded at him from afar.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered the time many years ago when he first met Su Rou. She was a young woman who had just come of age and was full of ambition...

Now there is no more youthful vigor in her eyes, but a calmness tempered by the flames of war.

He raised his hand and pressed it on his left chest - besides the wound, there were also words that he would never have the chance to say.

Andre thought of countless possibilities. If only he had brought Su Rou back when he met her near Jingzhou.

If I had been more powerful back then, I would have asked Su Rou to marry me...

But now the die is cast.

Andre knew that he could not keep a woman like Su Rou.

She is such a free-spirited woman.

Even in the desert, he could not rely on royal power to keep her by his side and ask her to be his canary obediently.

"May you be safe," he whispered, as if rubbing the last bit of obsession into the wind, "and may I, too, one day forget."

The camel bells are heard in the distance, and dust is rising.

The returning team meandered through the gap between the snow-capped mountains and the Gobi Desert like a silent river.

Su Rou and Gong Yu were riding side by side. She suddenly turned around and took a last look at the desert. She saw Xuan Feng circling high in the sky, and an eagle cried, as if saying goodbye.

Huang Liao had almost prepared the soldiers of the Southern Kingdom, and they only needed Su Rou's order to leave the desert and return.

Empire.

Court officials lined up on both sides of the imperial road, cheering "Long Live the Emperor".

Su Rou has already boarded the carriage.

Gong Yu was afraid that she would be tired on the road, so he specially asked someone to get a carriage.

She went up to take a look, lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, and said to Gong Yu excitedly, "This carriage is really good. If you get tired on the road, you can lie down and rest..."

Before he could remove his scarlet-gold phoenix-wing helmet, he heard the eunuch's shrill voice: "The Nineteenth Princess—passed away—"

The voice was like a blunt knife cutting through silk, but the ending tone suddenly trembled.

Su Rou paused.

What's going on?

Princess Nineteen was fine, how could she suddenly disappear?

Gong Yu had already grasped her wrist and whispered, "It's not death, it's 'danger'."

Andrei rushed out of the palace gate, his armor still on under his cloak, and bloodshot eyes.

"Su Rou," his voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible, "Nineteen...cut your wrists."

Deep in the bedroom, the smell of ambergris mixed with blood was so sweet that it was sickening.

The nineteenth princess lay in the smoke-filled tent, with layers of white silk around her wrists still showing the color of peach blossoms.

Her face was paler than the quilt, but her lips were unusually red.

The beauty of the last flicker of light.

When she saw Su Rou, her eyes moved and tears rolled down like pearls from a broken string.

Su Rou squatted down and wiped her tears with her fingertips, but couldn't wipe them away.

"I killed him, why would I do something stupid?"

Princess Nineteen smiled, and that smile was more heartbreaking than crying.

"That's good..."

She gasped, and suddenly grabbed the corner of Andre's clothes, digging her nails into his arm armor. "Alie, kill me! That beast defiled me! I don't want to have a child with that kind of person!!"

The hall was dead silent.

There was a sound of charcoal crackling in the copper furnace, and the medical officer fell to his knees in shock.

Su Rou's fingertips tightened in her sleeves, and her knuckles turned blue.

The Nineteenth Princess was abducted by Wumuhan. Su Rou wondered what would happen to a girl as weak as a kitten in the enemy's camp.

So he followed Andrei without stopping to find her who was kidnapped by Wumuhan.

It was too late in the end.

When the poisonous woman was summoned, she was carrying a bag of bitter herbs.

She leaned over to take Su Rou's pulse, then opened Nineteen's eyelids, and finally nodded to Su Rou.

That point is like the final signature of a death row inmate.

Outside the hall, in the corridor, the wind blew up snow and sand, hitting the windows like drums.

Su Rou asked in a low voice: "Wumuhan...has he been coveting her for a long time?"

The poisonous woman said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "According to the old customs in the East, the Khan must shed the blood of a royal virgin on his first night as a sign of submission. Wumuhan... is waiting for the opportunity to leave the Nineteenth Princess alone."

Su Rou closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was a cold pool in her eyes.

Innocence is of vital importance to a girl.

This is true whether in the Central Plains or the desert.

Princess Nineteen lost her innocence with Wumuhan, and Andrei never married her, which made the knot in her heart grow bigger and bigger.

Now I want to die...

Su Rou doesn't like Princess Nineteen, but she doesn't hate her either.

Are you going to watch a good life slip away before your eyes?

The Nineteenth Princess's knot in her heart is actually very easy to resolve. Just let Andre marry her.

Returning to the bedroom, she dismissed everyone except Andre.

Su Rou sat beside the couch, her voice as soft as falling snow.

"It's just chastity. The person who defiled you is already dead. Can I let Andre marry you?" She held the nineteen fingertips.

Princess Nineteen had a blank look in her eyes. She had treated Su Rou like that before, and now she was the first one to make the decision for her?

Princess Nineteen felt a little aggrieved, "I'm dirty..."

"It's Wumuhan who's dirty," Su Rou leaned over, resting her forehead against hers. "If you die, the dirt will be confirmed. If you live, it's his infamous reputation that'll last for eternity."

Her voice was low and hoarse, but every word was as sharp as a nail.

She raised her head and looked at Andre who was standing aside. "Do you have any objection to what I said?"

Andre was stunned for a moment. "I don't care about that kind of stuff, but..."