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Chapter 19

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This seemingly meaningful dialogue derived from a fairy tale seemed to have plunged into the lake of life and was about to turn into dregs. However, if one were to think about it carefully, once the two people who were having the conversation took off the clothes of the noble princess and the woodcutter of Shubi Lake, they were actually just a boy and a girl of about 15 or 17 years old.

In some extreme environments, such as an icehouse at the bottom of a well, young people often forgot their identity and responsibilities or something else, and became much purer. Beside the bonfire on the Northern Mountain Road, which had just gone through a bloody battle, Li Yu and Ning Que, the princess of Tang Dynasty, became simple storytellers and storytellers.

Because the wounded people around them were sleeping, the storytellers lowered their voices. In order to hear the story clearly, the storytellers had to get closer. Because of this, they naturally sat together, shoulder to shoulder, beside the bonfire, chatting some meaningless gossip until they fell asleep.

After a long time, the night gradually faded, and the stars gave way to the morning light above the treetops. From the south of the Northern Mountain Road came the faint sound of horse hooves.

Lyu Qingchen and Ning Que opened their eyes at the same time, looked at each other, and then woke up their companions around them. A grassland barbarian crouched on the ground and listened. After a while, he raised his right hand and made a gesture, clenched his fist, and then quickly fanned it, indicating to his companions that there were a lot of people coming from the south, and they were heavily armored cavalry.

The bonfire was about to go out, and gray ash fell from the charred wood, with some sparks remaining. The bodyguards and grassland barbarians struggled to get up, took out the military crossbows they had prepared, and aimed at the still dark Northern Mountain Road. They were so badly injured that they could not move quickly, and since they knew that the enemies were powerful, there was no need to hide. All they needed to do was to wait calmly — to be rescued, or to die in the battle.

The fallen leaves on the Northern Mountain Road were rolled up by the strong wind, and in the dim light, dozens of cavalrymen rushed out. The cavalrymen and horses were wrapped in extremely thick black armor, and they were running at such a fast speed that the ground trembled like thunder, and the ashes in the bonfire were shaken up, like the morning smoke.

The most elite black armored cavalrymen of the Tang Empire!

Once a group of cavalrymen clad in heavy armor launched a charge on the battlefield, it would be difficult to find a match for them. Even powerful Great Swordsmen would not be able to cause effective damage to these heavily armored cavalrymen.

However, the crowd could clearly see that the heavily armored cavalrymen had clear arrow wounds and saber marks on their bodies. It was obvious that they had been attacked, and they might have been ambushed in the southern foothills. Under such circumstances, the heavily armored cavalrymen, who were not suitable for forest combat, still had to cross the Northern Mountain Road overnight. It could be imagined that they were anxious.

Dozens of armored black cavalrymen rushed out of the Northern Mountain Road. When they were about 300 feet away from the two bonfires, the young knight in the front, wearing armor and a red cloak, looked at the people around the bonfires and shouted, "Hua Shanyue of Gushan Commandery is here! Where is His Highness? "

Hearing Hua Shanyue's name, the guard who was holding the crossbow instantly relaxed his vigilance and replied loudly. Ning Que looked down at Princess Lee Yu, who was leaning against his shoulder. He saw her eyelashes moving slightly, as if she was about to wake up. He could not help but raise his eyebrows with a smile and silently put away the boxwood bow in his left hand.

Like lightning hammering, the horses' hooves broke through the Northern Mountain Road at high speed, rolling up or crushing the fallen leaves. The young general, who called himself Hua Shanyue, patted the saddle and flew down from the horse. He quickly ran to the bonfires and knelt down on one knee. He clasped his fists and said in a hoarse voice, "Shanyue's rescue was late. He deserves to die. Please forgive him, Your Highness."

At this time, dozens of black armored cavalrymen rushed into the forest. The exhausted elite cavalrymen of the Tang Empire dismounted and knelt behind Hua Shanyue. They said in unison, "Please forgive him, Your Highness."

Lee Yu opened her eyes. It seemed that she had just woken up, or perhaps … she had been awake for a long time.

She looked at Hua Shanyue, the commandant of the Gushan Commandery, who was kneeling in front of her. She looked at the young general who was loyal to her, and the cavalrymen who had obviously experienced bloody battles to get here. Her eyes were full of encouragement. She smiled and said, "Get up quickly. Do you really want me to punish you?"

She was very happy. These cavalrymen of the Tang Empire, who had been ambushed at the southern foot of the Northern Mountain Road and worried about her life, finally saw the virtuous princess again after a year. How could they not be excited?

Hua Shanyue raised his head excitedly and was about to say something. But he saw the princess sitting on the shoulder of a young soldier with a particularly natural expression. Seeing this scene, his heart tightened for some reason. There was a trace of surprise and displeasure in his eyes, and he frowned slightly.

Ning Que, who had been watching the black armored cavalrymen, saw the young general's face clearly the moment he raised his head. It was a handsome face with sword-like eyebrows, which added a bit of heroic spirit.

At such a young age, he was already the Commandant of the Gushan Commandery and commanded a whole black armored cavalry. Hua Shanyue was undoubtedly the most outstanding figure among the young generation of the Tang Empire. He was the best in both shrewdness and ability.

It was a pity that he had always been unable to cross a threshold in his life. A few years ago, he even fell over this threshold. This threshold was the love that he had buried deep in his heart, but had long been known by all of the Tang Empire.

It was the deepest and most passionate love for Her Highness Li Yu, the Fourth Princess of the Tang Empire.

Hua Shanyue's sudden and slightly cold mood was not aimed at Li Yu. Even if he killed him, he would not dare to disrespect the princess. He just hated the young soldier beside Her Highness very much. Who are you? How dare you be so close to Her Highness's noble body? Not too close, but already touching!

He had never been so close to Her Highness's fragrant shoulder in his life. He had never enjoyed such a wonderful treatment in his life. If possible, he wanted to take out his sword and cut off the young soldier's shoulder!

Hua Shanyue hid this kind of jealousy and coldness very well, at least in front of Her Highness. So Li Yu only saw a flash of surprise and displeasure in his eyes.

She was slightly startled, and then felt the warmth from her arm. Only then did she understand why the young general had a strange look in his eyes. She subconsciously raised her hand to tidy up her hair to hide her embarrassment. She did not expect to spend a night with Ning Que by the fire, side by side. Although it was the situation, for the princess of the Tang Empire, it was indeed inappropriate to be so intimate with a young man.

Princess Li Yu slowly stood up.

So the maidservant who listened to the story no longer existed.

The remaining warmth between the two of them was quickly blown away by the morning wind.

After a moment of silence, Ning Que shook his head and smiled. Looking at her profile, he suddenly felt that her eyes and brows were exceptionally beautiful when the morning light shone on her cheeks. She was much cuter than on the journey a few days ago.

Cold and proud, of course, was not as beautiful as calm and graceful.

But he still felt that the girl under the firelight was the most beautiful.

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