A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

"Pei Xiaoqing replied sarcastically.

"If you are willing to change your mind and be willing to spend the rest of your life with me, I am willing to give up everything I have now, but, do you believe it?" The prince smiled wryly.

Pei Xiaoqing was stunned when she heard this. Although it was only a hypothesis, even if it was a hypothesis, she would not want to be with the prince anymore. The love in her previous life had been washed away at the bottom of Baofeng Lake. Will fall in love with the prince again, the heart that has died once will never be revived again, she is not even willing to deceive hypothetically.

Seeing that she was silent, the prince's eyes became colder and harsher, "Why can't he risk himself for you? You don't know that in this world, he is the one who should go through fire and water for you the most? Do you know who he is?"

Pei Xiaoqing frowned and said, "Who is he? Isn't he Yuan Rong? In this world, except for Chu Yunxi, no one would go through fire and water for me. Unfortunately, he is not."

The prince chuckled, and raised his voice, "Yuanrong, I'll push you dozens of times. If you don't give up on Datong City, I'll push the woman in my arms off the horse."

Yuanrong's eyes tightened, he stared at Pei Xiaoqing, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his whole body exuded a bloodthirsty murderous aura. King Ning beside him pressed his shoulder with one hand and said, "He's scaring you, he won't let you go!" .”

King Ning's words were still dark, the prince began to count: "One... two... three..."

The entire battlefield fell silent, only the prince's clear voice echoed outside the city, that voice was like the devil's voice from hell, every time it seemed to knock on the apex of a person's heart, it touched the deepest and most painful nerve.

"Seven...eight..."

Yuanrong still stood still, but King Ning's hand on his shoulder had been shaken away by him.

"Nine..." The prince deliberately paused at this moment, and instead of supporting Pei Xiaoqing's hand, he looked like pushing.

"ten……"

Before the voice fell, Yuanrong swept down from the city wall like a falcon.

The civil servant's eyes lit up, and he said loudly, "Fire the arrow."

The prince's eyes were full of shock, but also with a faint wry smile.

The deadly arrows shot at Yuanrong like rain, Pei Xiaoqing was heartbroken and said loudly, "Prince, you are so despicable."

Yuanrong was wearing a white battle robe, and shot at him with dense iron arrows. The long sword in his hand danced into an airtight shield, and he easily knocked off the flying arrows. With a light touch on the top of the head, like a mortal banished immortal, stepping on Lingbo fairy steps, with a vigorous and elegant posture, coming calmly.

Pei Xiaoqing's heart was almost in her throat, she was so nervous that her capillaries were about to burst, she tightened the hair on the horse's back, and her hands were dripping with sweat.

Many princes belonged to each other and were stunned. Someone dared to break into the enemy's line alone among thousands of troops. Was he really not afraid of death?

The rain of arrows kept firing at Yuanrong. King Ning was in a hurry and ordered people to shoot arrows at the archers below. Rows of prince archers fell down, which relieved some of Yuanrong's pressure.

Although it was only 300 meters long, Pei Xiaoqing felt that the journey was thousands of miles long, and time seemed to be frozen at this moment. Seeing the figure flying towards her regardless of her life, her heart melted into a ball of cotton, tender and soft, But it was so painful that he couldn't breathe, this idiot, this idiot, didn't he know that he would die like this?

Seeing that Yuanrong was about to fly close to Pei Xiaoqing, the prince suddenly shouted, "Yunxi, long time no see."

Yuanrong's body suddenly tilted in mid-air, and almost fell off the head of a sergeant.