The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

The carnival of the prairie guys is a banquet completely different from Dayan's lavish wind music.

The bonfire ignited, and some of the tall and strong men put on clothes that they only wore during the festival, and danced rough dance steps around the bonfire. The laughter spread hundreds of miles, and there was no fear that the Dayan army next door would be able to hear it.

Rah is respected, sitting high alone on a tiger skin cushion, wearing spikes around his neck, watching all this with a smile.

After all, it was a banquet in the barracks, no more than in the royal capital. If it were in the past, he would be surrounded by his wife and concubines.

Mu Jin's footsteps were very light, like a gorgeous butterfly, falling lightly among the giants.

She is not big, but she has a sense of presence. Everyone who sees her, whether it is her own subordinates or Dongchuan soldiers, raises the wine bowl in his hand to her and expresses their respect with cheers. situation.

Seeing her, Rah got up and walked off the tiger skin, took her arm in person, avoiding her salute.

"Tonight is a carnival specially prepared for the princess, the princess does not have to be polite!"

Mu Jin is not a person who likes red tape. Hearing this, he straightened up straight up, looked at the lively scene around him, and said with a smile: "Although it is a small celebration party, the preparation of the king is indeed a little more poignant."

"After all, it's for the princess. If it's too crude, how can I express the king's heart!" Rah laughed like a bell, reaching out to pull Mu Jin's hand, "The princess will take the king's seat soon."

Mu Jin frowned, turned around without a trace, avoided the hand he extended, and smiled naturally: "The king is here. I have never felt the banquet in Dongchuan. Let me go shopping first. Say it again."

Rah caught a blank, a trace of discomfort appeared on his full-bearded face, but seeing Mu Jin smiled sweetly, the eyes of the bonfire were full of curiosity, and a pitying smile appeared.

"The princess grew up in the court of Dayan. The place with a lot of red tape is no better than the banquet held by the people of the grassland." Lahe showed a tolerant look as if he looked at the juniors. "Princess, let's go and see this. That is to say, on the battlefield, if you are in the royal capital, you have to call some dancers to cheer up."

"It's already fine." Mu Jin said.

She turned around with a smile, walking lightly, and integrated herself into the dancing man.

She made a look of intoxication, she didn't need to deliberately perform, her gestures were full of natural grace and charm.

Lahe stood aside steadily, staring at Mu Jin's every move with scorching eyes, quietly igniting a strong possession.

Mu Jin didn't expect him to stick there anymore, with the same smile on his face, turning around, and passing his back to a man from Dongchuan. After the other party passed by, he realized that it was her, and the dance was stunned for a moment. , The eyes are full of amazing and admiration.

Mu Jin pretended not to see it, and went directly to the other side of the bonfire.

When she got out of Rah's sight, the smile on her face sank.

She left the campfire, poured herself a bowl of mare cumin, and drank it with her head up.

In the unfamiliar environment and familiar coveting, Mu Jin felt a little unhappy in her heart, and poured herself a second bowl.

The wrist just about to be lifted was blocked by the other hand.

Lifting his eyes, it was Bai Yao's gentle and helpless face.

"His Royal Highness, be careful of drinking alcohol."

Mu Jin didn't insist. After putting down the bowl, he immediately picked up the wine jar placed aside, and at the same time turned around dexterously, out of Bai Yao's control.

Because he was dipped in wine, the look in his squint past is full of amorous feelings.

"The tasks given to you are all completed?"

Bai Yao's eyes deepened, and he stepped to the side, revealing the slightly decadent figure behind him, "Fortunately not insulting my life."

Oh humiliation.

Mu Jin looked at Hui Kangsheng with an awkward smile, hesitantly stepped forward and saluted her: "Mu..."

"It's Princess Jin." Bai Yao prompted from the side.

"His Royal Highness." Hui Kangsheng quickly changed his words, showing a look of guilt, "Your subordinates are not determined, and your Royal Highness is worried."

Mu Jin's phoenix eyes circled between the two, and he hummed and said, "At any rate, it's not a waste."

Her slender fingertips were buttoned on the wine jar, and the rich aroma of wine made her a little bit addicted.

Upon seeing this, Bai Yao advised, "Drink less. After all, this is not a safe place."

"I have a count." Mu Jin said lightly.

Bai Yao thought of her heroic figure who was behind bars but was able to fight her way out of the Forbidden City, thinking that it would be fine to drink a little less, so he stopped persuading her.

In the final analysis, he is also a man from a fierce family, and he doesn't care much about the **** of women in his heart.

What about women? Not yet their noble princess of Xiqiang, the only crown prince.

Hui Kangsheng deeply felt sorry for Mu Jin, remembering that his decadent days must have delayed some information, so he filed a complaint and went to deal with it.

Mu Jin nodded and agreed.

Bai Yao stayed in place and did not participate in the carnival of the soldiers. With a pair of gentle and passionate peachy eyes, he only looked at Mu Jin. From time to time, he picked up the wine jar and drank a few sips of wine, and a touch of thrills appeared on the white face的艳色.

"Your Highness..." he whispered softly.

"Brother Bai Yao." Mu Jin glanced back and called out the name he hadn't called for a long time.

Bai Yao's eyes softened suddenly, "What's the matter A Jin?"

Mu Jin smiled. This smile was not the kind of feminine and ruthless smile in the Palace of the Kingdom of Yan, nor the glamorous and arrogant smile that belonged to Princess Jin, but a little behaving, and the enchanting phoenix's eyes did not see depression and calculation , Full of childlike innocence.

Bai Yao was shocked. This Mu Jin evoked his long-lasting memories. When Mu Jin was sent to Dayan, he was such a pure and sweet child.

But she is the only one in the world who is not qualified to be so naive and happy all the time.

So she changed, as he expected.

"A Jin, you are drunk." Bai Yao whispered.

"Drunk? No." Mu Jin childishly hugged the wine jar in his arms, frowned and shook his head, "Bai Yao, brother Bai Yao, I have a pain today, can you tell me about it?"

Bai Yao helplessly: "Where did you fall?"

Mu Jin stretched out a crystal clear wrist to him, "Look."

Bai Yao lowered his head and saw that it was probably a bruise left on the battlefield today.

With her temper, she must be too lazy to deal with it. The red and scabled wound lay on top of an old wound, making that wrist more delicate and pitiful.

"What's going on?" Bai Yao gently held her wrist, distressed in his eyes.

"Fall."

Mu Jin was probably really drunk. No matter what Bai Yao asked, she answered: she fell.

After asking too much, she shook her head shamelessly, and arched her head between Bai Yao's neck, hummingly reluctant to lift it up.

Just like... when she first came to Dayan.

Bai Yao's heart was so soft.

A reminiscence appeared on his face, and he gently stretched out his hand to stroke Mu Jin's black hair, only when she was drunk, and mumbled that it was for her or for himself.

"A Jin, I haven't told you before. When I left suddenly, I didn't worry about you."

Mu Jin hummed softly and uttered a soft whisper, as if leaning in his arms and fell asleep.

Bai Yao hugged her as if he was holding the only treasure.

"In order not to involve you, I have only one way to go. Who knows that this trip is actually ten years." Bai Yao put his chin on her forehead, "I'm sorry, A Jin."

Waiting for a moment, there was only a steady breathing in his arms.

Bai Yao smiled, "I thought about what you will look like, will you be assimilated by Dayan, forget the hatred of my clan, will you have been found out of your identity, or you will be killed by offending nobles. Yan Palace I stayed in that place for a long time. It is a place that eats people without spitting out bones. It is the most ugly place in the world."

"Actually, I came back to see you in the middle, but you never found me. I watched you grow into such a cruel appearance, and thoughts of taking human lives at every turn, I also had worries. The king of a country shouldn’t be That's what it looks like."

"In order to see you, I quietly climbed over your roof, but you found it."

Bai Yao whispered, letting the night wind send away his secrets that had been buried for a long time.

"Until I finally stand in front of you again, even if you don't know me, you still see me as your subordinate at a glance. I am very happy." Bai Yao said, "Because you were no longer there. It's the way I saw it before. You are calm, kind, determined and then move. Even if you arm yourself with fierceness, you still let me see the hope of success."

"It's true." Bai Yao sighed and looked down at her profile with closed eyes, "You have become the monarch in my mind."

Mu Jin "coincidentally" moved at this moment.

Bai Yao's expression changed, looking at her nervously, his body stiffened.

But Mu Jin just frowned and made a dreamlike sound, which made Bai Yao a little relieved.

He whispered over and listened carefully to what she was saying.

"I'm a trash." Mu Jin seemed to fall into a terrible nightmare, "If I can't regain Xiqiang and lead my people back to the homeland, I will have nothing in this life, faceless to face my father, and faceless to face the people. I am useless, I am ashamed of everyone's expectations..."

Bai Yao listened carefully, his face gradually showing shock.

Mu Jin seems to be very powerful, as his daughter's family is disturbing the situation of the Three Kingdoms, and he is not afraid of leading the army to expedition... Is such a woman so harsh in her heart?

At this time, Mu Jin shuddered abruptly, seeming to be cold, and then shrank into Bai Yao's arms.

"Father... A Jin is sorry for you."

Bai Yao was startled, his struggling expression changed several times in his eyes, and finally he had the upper hand over Mu Jin's feelings.

He hugged her tightly and calmed down in a low voice: "A Jin is not afraid, no one will blame you."

Mu Jin's tremor was gradually healed in his soft comfort. After an unknown period of time, she opened her eyes in confusion.

When I opened it, I didn't seem to know where I was.

"Wake up?" Bai Yao asked softly.

Mu Jin's stunned expression stagnated. In Bai Yao's eyes, her innocent and pure eyes spread thick black again. She sat upright indifferently, as if everything just now was just his fantasy.

"Wine is really not a good thing." Mu Jin still has a drunken red on his face, but his eyes are clear, "Let's stop here today and apologize to Lahe for me."

As she stood up, even though her figure was a little unstable, her spine stood upright, and nothing could make her fall.

It is these thin shoulders that hold up the sky for the remaining tribe of Xiqiang.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Bai Yao, who was supposed to be tight-lipped about everything tonight, suddenly said, "A Jin."

Mu Jin stopped.

"The great cause of Xiqiang's revival is not yours. You don't have to carry it all by yourself."

Mu Jin smiled silently, "I am the only blood of the Xiqiang royal family. This is my responsibility."

She didn't wait for Bai Yao to stop talking, and walked towards her account.

The system let out a sigh of relief in her ear: "I was so nervous just now... Mu Mu, you really pretended to be like that!"

Mu Jin's feet were a little soft, "I have been acting for so long, and I have deceived so many life and death trials. What is this."

"You blame the arrogance..." The system was silent, "But why did you perform such a show just to hear what Bai Yao said just now?"

"No. Hearing those words is an unexpected gain." Mu Jin said, "I just wanted him to understand what the original owner was carrying. If I go to her in the future...Don't blame her. "

In order to complete the task, Mu Jin was destined to be unable to lead the Xiqiang people to rebuild their homeland.

For so long, the experience of the original owner has been integrated with her, and she does not want to bear the infamy of her own people in this identity after the final failure.

Mu Jinshen returned to the tent, stumbled to the low table and wanted to light the oil lamp.

But his drunk hand was a little reluctant, and Huozhezi shook a few times, but couldn't light the small wick.

Mu Jin angrily threw the Huozhezi aside, and reached out to rub his swollen temples.

Or just let the system open the consciousness defense. She pondered. Or simply fall asleep on the bed.

Thinking like this, she stood up on the table.

Standing up, she felt a trace of depressed chill.

Iron-blooded, mighty evil spirits, even if they were still, with a strong sense of oppression, they surrounded Mu Jin.

Mu Jin's body froze in place.

There was a faint guess in her mind, but this guess made her unbelievable.

This time is different from the past, how could that person go deep into the enemy army regardless of his own safety, how could he hide in her tent alone...but he didn't immediately kill her, the traitor of Dayan.

The heavy footsteps sounded in the ears, getting closer and closer to the truth in Mu Jin's heart.

She looked towards the dark corner with feeling, where a pair of boots slowly stepped out.

With the faint light on the fire, Mu Jin looked up and saw a face that was extremely familiar and extremely indifferent.

When all the dust settled, Mu Jin's hanging heart fell back heavily, this time to a deeper place, making her hands and feet cold.

She watched the opposite direction approaching herself, without showing any timidity. Except for the initial shock, every move of the other party seemed to be what she expected.

It's like on the battlefield of the day.

She even drank and smiled slightly, her eyes gleaming, becoming more and more breathtaking.

"You drank, why is no one to **** you back?"

As the person came, he could tell from his tone that he was definitely not as cold as his face.

"Today is the day of your great victory. I heard the sound of a bonfire."

Instead, it was full of hoarse pain.

"What should I call you, Mr. Mu from Dayan...or Princess Jin from Xiqiang?"