Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

go, not go?A tug of war began in her mind.

"Princess Saintess, why are you still hesitating? If you don't leave, it will be too late for people to find out! Although that demon will not touch you for a short time, there is no guarantee that he will let you go in the future. You are a dignified Saintess Princess, how can you A slave or a concubine?" The man became anxious.

Long Fuyue's body shook slightly: "You followed me! When did you sneak in?"

A look of surprise flashed in the man's eyes: "The saint is really smart, yes, Wei Jiang has been in his army for three or four days in order to rescue the princess..."

"Then what's your name?" Long Fuyue was still worried. [

"The holy princess really forgot about the last general. The last general is Yang Siming, who used to be the guard of the holy princess. The day when the city was broken happened to coincide with the last general going home to visit relatives. When he got back, everything was irreparable... This is why the holy princess Falling into their hands is the dereliction of duty of the general, and after the general takes the princess out, he will be punished by the princess!" Yang Siming looked remorseful.

Long Fuyue looked at his expression, it really didn't look like a fake, she couldn't help being moved.Gritting his teeth, he nodded: "Okay! I'll go with you!"

She put on the suit of armor, which can be said to be worn by the thinnest man in the army.But it was still a bit too big for Long Fuyue, who was undersized.But that's all there is to it.

Sure enough, Yang Siming had done enough preparatory work, and he knew everything about passwords.In addition, the soldiers tonight were a little slack, Long Fuyue lowered his head, followed behind Yang Siming, and it was so easy to get out.

Seeing that Feng Qianyu's camp was left behind by them, Long Fuyue's heart was beating wildly.

Free, she is free at last!

For some reason, besides being happy to escape from Feng Qianyu's clutches, she also had an inexplicable sense of loss entangled in her heart...

It was midnight at this time, and the camp was still quiet.Except for the patrolling soldiers, everyone was resting. Even Feng Qianyu's tent of the Chinese army was dark. Obviously, that guy was also fast asleep.

Yang Siming led her into the mountains.

Long Fuyue followed behind him with a deep kick and a shallow kick. Inexplicably, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and anxiety filled her limbs and bones.