Chapter 457 (2/2)

The man always spoke so directly that he couldn't answer. He just looked at Wen Jiu and was a little gentle for no reason, ”it will only make Xie Heng sad, Don't worry about the palace. Go back to the house. ”

”Princess!” Wenjiu's eyes were red. ”The imperial capital... Can't hold it! Zhang Yueze, the leader of the army, has resented you for a long time. Once the gate is broken, he will take your life!”

She never doubted Zhao Jingyi's ability.

With the great princess here, most of the Zhao family's children will feel ashamed.

But in the face of life and death, the military strength is so wide that she has no chance of winning.

Zhao Jingyi just called two soldiers and asked them to escort Wenjiu back to the house. When she heard her say this, she couldn't help laughing, ”this palace knows.”

”Since you know...”

Wen Jiu was more and more anxious. He didn't have time to ask if he knew why he didn't avoid.

Zhao Jingyi touched her head and said, ”the palace knew that one day it would come sooner or later. Why be afraid of him?”

Wen Jiu has heard from many people that the great princess's style is improper and insults the royal family. Few people will feel a word or two. Our great princess of Dayan was also amazing when she was young. She held her sword and picked heroes with unparalleled elegance.

They said that they didn't know when to start, the eldest princess changed and became a shy existence in the royal family. They only knew how to indulge in sound and color.

No one knows that she is proud and has never changed.

”The princess said yes. ” Wen Jiu smiled.

”OK, go back quickly.” Zhao Jingyi turned back and cut off a flying sword with a sword. ”My palace's life is very hard. If you die, my Palace won't necessarily die! What's more... If my palace is really dead today, it's also my fate. Go back and stay for a long time. When I think of my palace on the death day of the coming year, pour more glasses of wine.”

She spoke with great lightness.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was a tide of rebels below.

Warm wine listening, can not help but feel desolate.

Piansheng Zhao Jingyi still said, ”hurry up. If you die here, who will pour me the only good wine when the palace dies!”

”I have good wine. When the rebels retreat, I will drink with the princess!”

Wen Jiu took a deep breath, walked to the war drum not far away, stood against the wind, beat the drum and fought, ”Da Yan women, why be afraid of him!”

”Warm wine...” Zhao Jingyi originally wanted to say something to her. After more than ten steps, all the voices were covered up by shouting and killing.

Everything fell into the noise.

Wenjiu has hit the drum three times in his life.

For the first time in Changping County, Xie Heng fought against Dajin 100000 cavalry.

She beat the drum and sang, and that beat her.

The second time in Dijing, she came thousands of miles for her eldest brothe