The Scumbag of Fast Transmigration Guide to Self-Help

Chapter 388 Setting 34 Ban Su's lonely prince (5)

In Jiankang City, the news that the prince defeated Murong's morale with a guqin piece quickly spread.

The emperor clapped his hands and was very happy when he heard about it. Those century-old families claimed to be celebrities, proud of despising the royal family, and even refused to marry the royal family.At the critical moment, it was the descendants of the royal family who saved the lives of the common people and demonstrated the character of the celebrities. The heads of those aristocratic families must be furious.

Xie Xun, who heard about this, imagined the prince's appearance in Nanyang City, and his heart was full of hidden worries after the joy.

Murong Yin was born as a child prostitute of the Xianbei Emperor, and he is the most petite. Now that the crown prince has angered him, Nanyang City will definitely not escape...

Do not!no!

The current crown prince is the most suitable prince for my dynasty, and he must not be buried in Nanyang City.

He summoned his two daughters, hoping that one of them could go to support the prince with Xie's private soldiers.

I believe that with this merit, the prince will not mistreat them or the Xie family when he ascends the throne in the future.

When Xie Chunjiao and Xie Qiuhe heard what their father said, it was rare for them to have a tacit understanding.

They have heard about Murongyin's cruelty as far away as Jiankang.

They are just weak women, if they go to Nanyang, they will probably lose their bones.

Xie Qiuhe clenched the purse in her hand, which contained a pink gemstone ring given by her lover.

He had promised to marry him as his first wife, and there was no need for her to take risks in Nanyang.

Xie Xun looked at the two daughters with lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes, and the more he looked, the more disappointed he became, and finally left in anger.

The aristocratic families who have the same thoughts as Xie Xun are also looking for suitable candidates, and want to send them to Nanyang to form a life-and-death friendship with the prince.

However, these juniors, in the face of life and death, have become people who shrink their heads.

Qinghe Cui, Cui Daofu glanced at his concubine who was not outstanding and had almost been forgotten by him, "Are you really willing to go?"

Cui Wanqiu bowed her head and lowered her eyebrows, hiding the sharpness all over her body, and kowtowed to the ground, "My daughter is willing to go secretly."

"Secret?" Cui Daofu frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Wanqiu has admired the prince for a long time, and is willing to live and die together with the prince." The girl who fell on the ground was thin and thin, her waist was barely enough to hold, but her back was straighter than ever.

"When did you fall in love with the prince?"

"The winter day when I returned to Jiankang when I was five years old, I was injured by refugees. Thanks to the prince who rescued me on the roadside, since then, I will never forget that night."

"You go. Don't say it's my Qinghe Cui family's intention. You only represent yourself." Cui Daofu held back his hands and became ruthless.

The life and death of the prince in Nanyang is uncertain. Even if he escapes by chance, he may be disabled. The Xiaoyao King in Jiankang is the best object of support.

Just a concubine, let her be buried with the prince.

"Thank you father." Cui Wanqiu respectfully kowtowed three times, not caring about the bright red blood on her forehead on the cold floor tiles.

After these three kowtows, she no longer has any relationship with Cui Shi of Qinghe, and she also repaid the father-daughter relationship.

The life-and-death battle in Nanyang City attracted the attention of all the people in Jiankang. Everyone was counting the time and quietly waiting for the result in three days.

In Jiankang City, many drunken people would sing dirges on the way when they thought of the people in Moyang who died in the butcher's knives.

Accompanied by the mourning song, Cui Wanqiu left Cui's house, went to an unknown small inn, changed into men's clothes, and came out again, dressed as a teenager.

She rode on a green horse and traveled day and night to Nanyang, never daring to rest for a moment.

After changing three horses, she finally arrived at Nanyang City on the second starry night.And dawn is coming, Murong Yin may attack the city at any time.Nanyang City may be destroyed at any time.

The Murong soldiers guarding outside the city gate were awakened by the sound of horseshoes and immediately stood up for battle, but they did not expect such a young man to come.

At the same time, the Nanyang soldiers resting on the city wall thought that Murongyin had ordered the attack on the city, so they all stood up, ready to fight to the death.

"Prince, look..." The Lord of Nanyang City, who had not dared to sleep a wink all night, raised his hand to the young man. He saw that the eyes of the lonely young man who had always been stern and solemn had warmth in his eyes, and his face actually shone under the starlight, making him look as dazzling as an immortal. .

"You are an outsider, leave quickly." The Murong soldiers who besieged the city saw that he was still young and couldn't bear him to be buried here, so they drove away sharply.

"I want to meet my sweetheart." Cui Wanqiu looked up at the lonely young man in Tsing Yi who was dressed fiercely on the high wall, tears rolled down his eyes, "I don't want to live with him, I just want to die with him."

"It's such an infatuated son and daughter." Murong soldier thought of his fiancée in his hometown, and opened the door for her with red eyes.

That's right, the girl dressed as a teenager doesn't have an Adam's apple at all, and he can see it clearly when riding the horse.

As soon as she entered the city, Cui Wanqiu was picked up by a sedan chair and sent to the Prince's residence.

"Sisters, where is the prince?"

"Don't worry, change and wash first, and someone will take you to see the prince." The maid smiled and took her by the arm and went to the bathroom, took off her robe, washed her off the dust, and wiped her face. Balm, paint her red makeup.

The beauty in the bronze mirror blinked her eyes, as if she didn't believe it could be herself. After the red glow floated on her cheeks for a moment, she looked at the maid beside her, "Sisters, can Wan Qiu leave now?"

"Come with us." The maids filed out and took her to the top of the city wall.

"Prince..." Cui Wanqiu clearly saw the corner of the young man's clothes, her eyes were slightly hot, and she almost burst into tears again.

"Come on, Wanqiu." The young man waved to her gently, his eyes and brows filled with tenderness.

She stood still in front of the prince, but was hugged into a warm embrace, and the young man sighed, "The destruction of Nanyang City is only a moment away, why did you come to seek this dead end."

"You are here." She listened to his vigorous heartbeat, her cheeks turned red, and her eyes became more determined.

"You love me too much." She heard the young man say this, and the tears she had been holding back couldn't stop anymore.

"Don't cry." The young man gently wiped away the tears for her, and put the fingers stained with her tears into his mouth, and the boundless loneliness spread out, "I have been waiting for nearly three days, and I have waited for you. live."

Cui Wanqiu wiped her tears almost roughly, the makeup carefully painted by the maids was already blurred beyond measure.

She is just a weak woman, she doesn't have the resourcefulness like a monster, she doesn't have the martial arts that can kill someone thousands of miles away, and she doesn't have the honor and favor that can make the family fall in love with her, let alone...

"But you love me more than your own life." The young man seemed to have read her heart, and said what was in her heart. Cui Wanqiu looked up at him with attachment, but she couldn't get enough of it. To hate the ruthless world is to destroy her sweetheart.

Standing on the side, pretending to look at the non-existent Nanyang city lord, he heard the young man say softly and dotingly: "So, even for Qingqing, we must not let Nanyang fall into the hands of others."

(End of this chapter)