After the divorce, I pursued the Ninth Prince 100 times.

Shen Nanxing was soaking in the bathtub, but his mind was racing.

In her previous life, Xie Tingyu never touched her until her death. She thought that this man loved Shen Zhiyi so deeply that he was willing to remain a virgin for her.

So since she was reborn, she never thought that he would want to consummate their marriage!

She just pretended to be gentle and considerate in front of him and acted coquettishly a few times, but he acted like he was attracted to her and was so eager to consummate the marriage with her?

Shen Zhiyi is still injured! How could this man not stay by her side?

All of this was clearly beyond his expectations.

She seemed to overestimate Xie Tingyu's love for Shen Zhiyi.

She really catered to his preferences. Seeing how delicate Shen Zhiyi usually was in front of Xie Tingyu, it was not difficult to guess that Xie Tingyu liked weak and delicate women who were cuddly and gentle.

She deliberately acted weak in front of him, hoping to win Xie Tingyu's favor; just a little bit would do.

Then, she could use this slight affection to provoke Shen Zhiyi at every turn, causing chaos in the Jingwang Mansion and forcing Xie Tingyu to choose between her and Shen Zhiyi.

In the end, Xie Tingyu will definitely choose Shen Zhiyi and give her a letter of divorce.

but! ! !

She never thought of committing herself to Xie Tingyu!

Even if Fu Jiuli is not good in that aspect, she will remain a virgin for him. This is her most basic respect for him.

Even if he says he doesn't want her now...

Shen Nanxing's eyes darkened. She had been hurt too badly by his heartless words today, so she really thought he looked down on her.

When she saw him, her IQ seemed to drop. She cried bitterly over what he said and even fainted...

Thinking about it now, my face is flushed with anxiety.

After waking up from a nap and taking a bath, she felt much more awake and felt that she had become smarter.

If she guessed correctly, it must be Leng Yue who sent her back. Otherwise, if Xie Tingyu found out that she had fainted in the Imperial Garden, it would be impossible for him not to mention it at this moment.

Unless he didn't know about it at all.

The only one who could do this without anyone noticing and resolve all the hidden dangers was Fu Jiuli...

A smile appeared on Shen Nanxing's lips.

That man is just stubborn and says one thing but means another.

She remembered that in her previous life, she was hanged on the city wall by the Donglai people. Before she died, her grandfather brought hundreds of soldiers to rescue her but they were all killed by the Donglai people. She was in so much pain that she could no longer bear it, and as her blood ran out, she closed her eyes forever.

Then she saw Fu Jiuli leading a cavalry unit, spears raised, charging into the encirclement of the Donglai people. He glanced around and spotted her, then flew to the city wall and neatly lowered her down.

He held her gently in his arms and called her again and again.

"Shen Nanxing, wake up, I'm here to save you."

"Shen Nanxing, wake up quickly, I'm here to take you home."

"Shen Nanxing, open your eyes when you hear it..."

"Shen Nanxing, you have so many wounds on your body, it must be very painful, right?"

She was standing right there, watching the man holding her body, his eyes red and his expression crazed.

Although she was puzzled as she was not familiar with Jiu Qiansui and had never even dealt with him, why would he be so sad looking at her corpse?

But seeing him like that, her heart still trembled.

Then she answered him softly and tremblingly: "Don't shout, I'm already dead and can't wake up..."

The man obviously couldn't hear her words. He just held her body as if it were a fragile treasure and carefully placed her in a safe area outside the battlefield.

Then he took out a handkerchief from his bosom and carefully wiped the blood off her face and hands, then took off his outer robe and covered her with it.

His eyes were gentle and doting, and he lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead.

Shen Nanxing was stunned. She pointed at the man and said, "You, you, you...why did you kiss me?"

She is the Princess of Jing, she has a husband!

But the man did not respond. Shen Nanxing realized that she was dead now, and no matter what she said, the living could not hear her.

She had no choice but to shut her mouth.

Strangely enough, although she felt he shouldn't have kissed her, a married woman, she wasn't angry at all...

Then she saw the man pointing at the Donglai people who were fighting with the cavalry he brought on the battlefield. He looked at her body and asked softly, "Did they hurt you?"

"Just wait patiently, I will avenge you!"

Shen Nanxing saw that although he was smiling, he could feel the extreme anger and pain in him, almost turning into reality...

She wondered, was she important to him?

Before I could figure it out, I saw the man holding a spear, jumping on a red horse, and quickly rushing into the battlefield.

He killed every Donglai soldier he saw, his spear striking them with one strike, hitting them squarely in the heart, never missing a beat, and each strike taking at least one Donglai soldier's life. Wherever he passed, no Donglai soldier remained.

That man looked like a killer! It was shocking.

Shen Nanxing unconsciously drifted to his side. Whenever she saw someone stabbing at him, she would go to help him block it. But every time he reacted faster, he always managed to kill the other person before the other person did.

After an unknown amount of time, the ground was stained red with blood, and corpses were piled up everywhere. The entire open square in front of the city wall was a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

The cavalry rushed into the city and captured five Donglai generals alive.

The five men were forced by the cavalry to kneel on the ground, with their heads lowered and trembling with fear.

Shen Nanxing saw the man carrying a blood-stained spear, lifting one person's chin and pointing at her corpse lying not far away.

"Did you hit her?" The voice was as cold as hell.

"No, I didn't hit you. It's none of my business. Please spare my life, sir..." The man's eyes were full of fear. Besides being frightened, a foul smell came from under his body, and he was so scared that he peed his pants.

"You didn't hit me, so why are you panicking?"

Fu Jiuli exerted force with his spear, and the man lost his breath and fell to the ground, with great fear in his eyes.

The remaining four people kowtowed and begged for mercy, tears streaming down their faces: "We really didn't hit her. We didn't even touch a hair on her head!"

But all that was seen was a flash of cold light. Fu Jiuli's spear sliced ​​through a line, and blood immediately appeared on the necks of the four men. Moments later, blood gushed out, and they all fell down, lifeless.

"It's all related to you guys, so you deserve to be killed!"