The war god prince climbs the wall every night, and the princess is angry

On a dark and windy night, a burst of chaotic footsteps broke the silence of the cornfield.

"Search! Kill him on the spot if you find him!"

"Yes!"

More than a dozen black shadows dispersed in an instant.

Deep in the dense corn stalks, Shen Qionghua was pressing down on a man.

"Don't make a sound! Otherwise I'll make sure you have no descendants!"

While threatening fiercely, she raised her head to see what was happening outside.

It was pitch black, with only one or two faint lights scattered here and there, and nothing could be seen.

"Who are you? How dare you treat me like this?"

The man was tense all over and wanted to push the person away, but he didn't dare to move because of the dagger pressed against his lower abdomen.

"Get off me now!"

"You're told to come down, okay? Otherwise..."

The man screamed as a sharp pain hit him.

"If you keep arguing, it won't be so simple!" Shen Qionghua said coldly.

"you!"

"Hmm?" Shen Qionghua increased the force of the dagger in his hand.

The man groaned again, his rapid breathing revealing his anger, but he didn't dare to make another sound.

Shen Qionghua finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't dare move the hand holding the dagger even a little.

The two people lay on the ground like wooden men, not daring to move. In the small space, only the sound of two hearts beating could be heard.

The hot breath sprayed on the side of his neck, which was a little itchy. Shen Qionghua couldn't help but raise his hand to scratch it, but he didn't know where he touched accidentally. The man's hair stood on end like a chaste and virtuous woman.

"presumptuous!"

He roared in a low voice, and seized the opportunity to pinch Shen Qionghua's hand holding the dagger. He struggled to shake her off, but was held down by Shen Qionghua.

She didn't dare let him go. What if this man reported her?

Besides, if this man hadn't been lying in the cornfield pretending to be dead and causing her to fall, she would have escaped long ago. She wouldn't be as frightened as she is now!

Shen Qionghua was already extremely nervous and filled with anger. Now that the man was still making such a fuss, she raised her hand and slapped him, "Pa——"

"You dare to try again!"

The man froze. After a while, his broad chest rose and fell violently, and the sound of teeth grinding could be heard faintly.

I guess he was angry.

Shen Qionghua was thinking about how to make the man behave himself when she heard light footsteps approaching.

The two of them froze at the same time and stopped moving.

The fire grew brighter and brighter, and Shen Qionghua's senses were infinitely magnified in the pitch-black night. She could even clearly feel the movements of the man in black pushing aside the corn stalks.

At this moment, Shen Qionghua's breathing stopped.

The flickering firelight fell on her face.

"People are here!"

The man in black shouted loudly and raised the big knife in his hand to chop at Shen Qionghua.

"Whoosh-"

An arrow pierced his throat and the man in black fell to the ground.

Then a team of twenty or thirty people holding torches rushed into the cornfield.

"Kill me——"

A shout was heard, and the two groups were instantly entangled with each other. Sparks and blood flew everywhere, destroying the well-growing corn stalks beyond recognition.

A body flew over Shen Qionghua's head and landed an arm's length away from her, creating a big hole.

The pale yellow brain matter slowly flowed out. Shen Qionghua's body trembled and he broke out in a cold sweat. He raised his hand to wipe his face, which was covered in blood.

She stood up in panic, kicked the man away, and started to run.

As soon as she took a step forward, the man on the ground grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled it hard, causing her to fall backward uncontrollably.

Lips touching.

The soft and cold touch startled Shen Qionghua and she opened her eyes wide.

The next moment, a pair of broad, slightly cold hands clamped her waist tightly, almost strangling her, and the coldness spread and condensed around her.

The sound of fighting outside stopped at some point.

Lin Ze pushed aside the corn stalks and approached with a torch in hand, and saw his prince, who had never held a girl's hand in his seventeen years of life, kissing a girl!

Or the one that’s pressed underneath!

The foot that was moving forward turned 180 degrees and he turned around and walked away.

He took two steps and saw his men were still staring blankly at him, so he kicked them and said, "Get out of here!"

How tactless!

"Get—back—up!" The man's cold voice was mixed with a hint of gnashing teeth.

Lin Ze shrank his neck and stepped forward obediently.

Shen Qionghua felt a black screen before his eyes, and then he was thrown to the ground by someone.

She struggled to stand up, and just as she was about to say something reproachful, it felt like someone was strangling her neck.

In the dim firelight, the man was dressed in a black robe, with an upright figure and handsome features. Two flames were dancing in his slender phoenix eyes. There was a crescent-shaped scar at the end of his thick black eyebrows. It was not only not abrupt, but added a bit of masculinity to him - it was none other than Xie Nanyuan, the King of Rui who died early in the previous life!

The most favored prince in the capital! The beloved son of the current emperor!

At this moment, Xie Nanyuan's handsome face was pale with a hint of green, and green with a hint of black. Seeing the woman staring at him, his face turned even paler with anger, "Ahem - throw her into the mountains to feed the wolves!"

"yes?"

Lin Ze's face was full of surprise.

This isn't going in the right direction! Shouldn't he be approaching the bride in person to propose marriage?

Xie Nanyuan's eyes sharpened, "Why? You want to go accompany her?"

Lin Ze immediately collected his thoughts and said, "I obey your command!"

As he said this, he dragged the still stunned Shen Qionghua backwards.

Shen Qionghua finally recovered from her shock and shouted, "Don't feed me to the wolves! I'm the cousin of the Yongning Marquis!"

Lin Ze paused and looked back at his prince.

The latter stood with his hands behind his back, "Drag him away!"

Shen Qionghua opened Linze's hand and shouted at Xie Nanyuan:

"I have a way to save your life!"

……

A quarter of an hour later.

A simple and crude carriage was slowly moving along the official road towards the capital.

Shen Qionghua sat in the carriage, carefully looking at the man opposite her.

In her previous life, she had never seen King Rui before she married Xie Qian'an.

The other party lived a secluded life and never attended various banquets in the capital. At that time, she was just a cousin living in the Yongning Marquis Mansion, so naturally she was not qualified to attend the palace banquet.

Therefore, she did not see him until the first day of her marriage when she served tea.

At that time, his body was already very weak and he had difficulty speaking. Unlike now, although his face was a little pale, he could still walk without any problem.

After that incident, he became bedridden. The current emperor was extremely worried and offered a large reward for a famous doctor.

That year, famous doctors came to the palace one after another, but none of them could cure him.

Just when everyone thought that Prince Rui was about to die, someone took down the imperial edict, and after taking a few doses of medicine, Prince Rui was actually pulled back from the brink of death.

At that time, everyone thought that King Rui could be saved, but that person said that King Rui was too weak to withstand the effects of his medicine. If it had been half a year earlier, he might have been saved, but now he could only try his best to prolong his life.

So, after more than half a year of treatment, King Rui finally passed away suddenly.

In the following years, his deeds were still circulating in the capital:

The legitimate son of the original wife, his mother died at birth. The current emperor raised him personally and loves him very much.

At the age of eleven, he followed his uncle, the Duke of Zhenguo, to the border. At the age of fourteen, he went to the battlefield. At the age of fifteen, he made great contributions and was named a general. In the following two years, he participated in dozens of battles, large and small, and won ninety percent of them. He had a very high prestige among the people and the army.

However, he was seriously injured in a battle at the age of seventeen, was bedridden, and died before he was twenty.

At this time, according to time calculation, it has been less than a year since King Rui was injured.

Thinking of the conversation she heard before leaving the palace in her previous life, Shen Qionghua narrowed her eyes.

If Prince Rui were still alive, how could Xie Qian'an be crowned as the Crown Prince as he was in his previous life...