Princess, come home quickly, the God of War Prince is going to be jealous to death!

"Girl, shouldn't the Young Villa Master hate that woman?" Xuemei looked at Long Ze's cold face with confusion, and couldn't help but feel a little scared in her heart. The Young Villa Master is the most considerate person, and towards the maids and servants in Feixue Villa They all took good care of him, but she had never seen him look like this before.

"Perhaps it's because of the desire to save his life. Although the princess imprisoned him, she kept him alive. Without the princess, my cousin would have died young." Wen Zhiyue looked coldly at Long Ze who was drifting away. , she thought about whether Ye Nanxuan had been so sad after her death in the previous life. Was her body thrown into the mountains by Yu Wenjing and fed to wild dogs, or was she brought back to Kyoto by Ye Nanxuan? There was a hint of sadness in her cold eyes. With tears.

"Girl, are you moved to tears?" Xuemei's words brought Wen Zhiyue back to her senses. She gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "A word of love makes people trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves. When the past in this world is looked back again, , but ended up becoming a joke in the eyes of others."

"Did the girl think of something?"

Wen Zhiyue looked at Xuemei's clear eyes and smiled pitifully, but she sighed in her heart, "What a good girl, but her last life didn't have a good ending. I must find a good husband for her in this life." .”

"What are Yue'er thinking, why are you so sad?" Ye Nanxuan's voice came from behind Wen Zhiyue.

"Although my cousin has no interest in the princess, he still has feelings for her. Whenever the word love is involved in this world, it will never be perfect." Wen Zhiyue withdrew her gaze and turned to look at Ye Nanxuan.

"There is no need to feel sad about Yue'er. Let other people talk about their love. Your love is only mine." Ye Nanxuan gently pinched the tip of Wen Zhiyue's nose, "Long Ze has been with the princess for three years, and finally There will be some camaraderie.”

He took his hand away from the tip of Wen Zhiyue's nose and looked back and forth at Wen Zhiyue's body carefully, "Yue'er's armor is quite different."

"Does the prince dislike it, or does it praise him?" Wen Zhiyue stood there proudly, looking at Ye Nanxuan with a resentful look.

"How could I dislike it?" Ye Nanxuan took Wen Zhiyue into his arms, "I sent someone to send a letter to Kyoto ten days ago. My father will soon send someone to take over this place."

"Before the city is attacked, the prince dares to send a message back to the capital without fear of deceiving the emperor." Wen Zhiyue looked at Ye Nanxuan in surprise.

"I always keep my word and never leave a way out. What's more, with the 100,000 troops sent by Yue'er as reinforcements, how could this city not be destroyed?" Ye Nanxuan put his arms around Wen Zhiyue's waist and placed his chin on Wen Zhiyue's. On the shoulder, the breath inadvertently blew Wen Zhiyue's eyelashes.

"Your Majesty, there are many soldiers coming and going, would you like to..."

"You are my princess, who dares to say nonsense." Ye Nanxuan's clear and soft voice made Wen Zhiyue's body go weak.

In a corner of the city wall, a man looked at the two people who were rubbing each other's hair in the distance, with murderous intent in his eyes. He didn't expect that Wen Zhiyue faked her death three years ago and deceived everyone. He had a plan in mind and hurriedly left Dongyue in the chaos. Kyoto.

In Yuehuan East Palace, Yu Wenjing stood up from the desk, turned around and opened the window. Looking at the rows of plum blossoms competing for their beauty, he felt so depressed that he couldn't breathe. After he killed Wen Zhiyue with his own hands in the previous life, he woke up from his dream every night. He buried Wen Zhiyue here, which was also the final redemption of her soul.

After being reborn, he wanted to marry her, but she died because of him in the end.

Yu Wenjing covered his chest and breathed slowly.

A familiar voice came from the plum forest, "The prince is really affectionate. I wonder if Princess Tianyu will like the plum trees transplanted all over the courtyard."

Yu Wenjing endured the severe pain in his chest and looked at Mei Lin calmly, "Gu said that the Pavilion Master is not welcome here. The Pavilion Master has been quiet for three years, but he is still the same as before, only telling trouble, but I don't understand. , why is the Pavilion Master here today, stirring up trouble about a dead man?"

After a loud laugh, the master of Xiuyue Pavilion walked out of the plum forest and said, "What will happen to the prince if this dead man comes to life again?"

"The Pavilion Master is really good at joking. If the Princess is still alive, General Wen's wife will not be ill." Yu Wenjing smiled scornfully, "The Pavilion Master came in without invitation, and I will not care about you. Please leave quickly." go."

"The prince has lived in seclusion for the past three years, constantly cultivating his power inside and outside the court, but he didn't know that Ye Nanxuan had already invaded Dongyue Kyoto." The master of Xiuyue Pavilion smiled sarcastically, "Did you know that those who fought alongside Ye Nanxuan who is it."

"Pavilion Master has been living in Dongyue Kingdom for the past three years. As a national master, he went to Yuehuan to stir up trouble when the country was destroyed. Don't you feel ashamed?" Yu Wenjing's words angered the Pavilion Master of Xiuyue Pavilion.

He looked at Yu Wenjing angrily, "Yu Wenjing, you actually made fun of me. Today, I have left your prince's palace. You and I are enemies. I will not show mercy to you when we meet in the future."

The master of Xiuyue Pavilion laughed loudly and said, "Ye Nanxuan and Wen Zhiyue are in love. You are just a superfluous secret admirer. It's really pathetic."

As the sound of wild laughter left, Yu Wenjing sat limply on the chair in front of the desk. He began to doubt the meaning of his rebirth.

He looked out the window, and the news that Wen Zhiyue was still alive actually made him a little sad.

When he thought of Wen Zhiyue and Ye Nanxuan fighting side by side, he felt a little resentful in his heart. He stood up, put on his cloak, picked up his sword and walked out.

From night to dawn, Yu Wenjing traveled quickly for more than ten days before arriving in Dongyue Kyoto.

Looking at the soldiers guarding the city gate, Yu Wenjing was shocked. Ye Nanxuan actually entered Kyoto in half a month. If the battle was in Yuehuan, how long could Yuehuan hold on?

"Who is under the city? If you have nothing important to do, please leave quickly." The guard stood on the city wall, with a dozen archers on standby.

"May I ask the Lord, is Wen Zhiyue in the city?" Yu Wenjing raised his head and asked loudly to the people on the city.

"I wonder what your relationship is with the girl." The guard asked back without answering, which made Yu Wenjing smile calmly. He didn't expect Wen Zhiyue to be really alive.

He looked towards the city and shouted loudly, "Wen Zhiyue and I are cousins, please let the prince know."

"Wait here." After the guard said that, he turned and ran towards the city.

In the backyard of the grain store in the city, Wen Zhiyue was resting, and Xuemei hurriedly came to report, "Girl, the poster is here."

"Isn't my second cousin managing the manor and Dark Moon Tower in Tianyu?" Wen Zhiyue stood up and pondered for a moment, "Did something happen when you came here at this time?"

"Xuemei, pack your bags. If something happens to the manor or Sihai Village, we will return to Tianyu immediately." Wen Zhiyue's face was deep, and her sharp eyes were calm and intimidating.

"Yes. This servant will go and clean up right away." Xuemei was about to turn around and leave, but then looked at Wen Zhiyue doubtfully, "Miss, do you want to inform the prince?"