Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 710

The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Some fierce.

The spring breeze in March is different, like a mother's hand, a little cold and a little warm.

Shanghai in March is also extremely beautiful.

The trees outside the city have all sprouted buds, and they look light green.

The light green is full of vitality and lively, and the buds are like the smiling faces of children, which always makes people feel happy.

The little book boy who left Shanghai back then is now a teenager.

The boy met a girl in the wild.

A wild girl, bold, pungent, and capable.

The boy is going to marry her.

The two agreed that they would get married when they returned from Shencheng.

The boy is very happy. He is new to understanding, he is ignorant of women, he can't explore endlessly, he feels happy when holding hands, touching cheeks, and even talking.

The boy was standing at the gate of Shencheng at the moment, still a little excited.

He wanted to share this excitement with the girl.

However, he sat on the horseback, leaned forward, and looked back at the dense crowd around him and behind him, and the team of young girls was behind.

Although wild men and women are equal, but in terms of playing, the girl's team is still left to the end.

In the back, there will be fewer rushes to face, and it will be relatively safer.

The former little book boy looked back and didn't see any of his lovers, but he felt relieved.

In short, he is on top of his head.

If she can survive, she must be able to survive.

The army finally reached the city of Shencheng.

……

God bless a dragon robe.

In the sun, the golden light is shining.

She likes gold very much.

Gold is lively.

Gold suits her well too.

She has an aura about her, which is very suitable.

Shencheng is her birthplace.

She is the princess of Shen Guo.

She went to school here, studied, met her best friends in life, and also met Emperor Xi Tang Xi here.

She didn't miss it very much.

Missing a city is only because there are people who miss it in the city.

Are there any old friends in this city now?
Bless don't know.

His younger brother Li Pingan died quietly.

Those who dared to resist the second prince in the city died.

Her cousin, Lan Yan, surrendered to the Empress Dowager Zhao in the era of the Empress Dowager Zhao, and surrendered to the Second Prince in the era of the Second Prince.

Shenyou didn't hold any resentment, maybe if it was her own, she would do the same.

Sometimes it is easy to die, but not easy to live, especially when you have to take care of the people around you.

Come back, never thought it would be like this.

Shencheng is still majestic,

The poems on the city wall can be seen far away.

I still remember the first time I entered the city, lined up to search, and was very curious.

I have never seen such a big city, and everything I see is new.

Now, the gates of the city are closed.

No more long queues of people.

There is no traffic.

The army surrounded Shencheng.

However, there was no movement in Shencheng, like a dead city.

Not even the sky, not even a bird.

The green trees outside the city seemed a little thin, Shenyou remembered that there were many big trees here before.

The big tree that few people can't hug, surrounds the ancient city wall, forming this thousand-year-old city.

But now, the ancient trees have disappeared, only some small saplings.

No cries, no singing, no books.

A quiet city stood in front of them.

Quiet like a prisoner with his tongue cut out.

This city is the hometown in the minds of most of them.

Even the people from Xiguo are standing outside the city at this moment with a solemn expression on their faces.

Shencheng not only belongs to the Shen people, but also belongs to the people of the world.

It has always been known as the first city in the world.

There used to be a saying among the merchants and common people in Xicheng that if you can do business in Shencheng, you are capable.

Now, they are here, and they are standing under the walls of Shencheng.

And those Shen Guo soldiers who fought at the moment were standing at the foot of the city wall, and some of them were already in tears.

They still remember that when they went out to fight, the people on both sides of the road came to see them off, congratulating them on their return in victory.

But when they returned, the gates of the city were closed, and no one greeted them. This city was no longer their city, and they were homeless.

……

The second prince, who hadn't slept all night, dozed off in the carriage, and the carriage slowly walked towards the edge of the city.

There are people in front, back, left, and right of the carriage.

It's full.

The speed is not fast.

He yawned, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

It has nothing to do with sadness, joy or anger, it is just a normal physiological reaction.

Hearing that the army has finally arrived, he will finally reap his fruits.

He should have been more excited.

But the person he met yesterday disrupted all his plans.

Even the victory in front of him seemed boring.

He recruited labor from all over the country, just to annihilate his opponents in one fell swoop.

After all, I am a foreigner. If one city is attacked, one country is attacked, the war will drag on for a long time.

The end result is also unknown.

He is not a very patient person.

Short-term patience is fine, but in a long-term war, he finds it boring.

It's fine as it is.

Save him effort.

He is not worried about the outside of the city, but pays attention to the inside of the city.

His carriage walked slowly on the avenue in the city.

No one approached him, so he withdrew some and then some.

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the city...

The whole city seemed to be shaking and shaking, and the smoke was billowing.

The city was quieter.

The doors and windows of every house were closed.

These people know what happened. Their army, Princess Shen, and now the Queen of Xi are coming to attack with a large army.

If they win, they will not become slaves if they are not careful like they are now.

If they win, they will be able to live a normal life in the future.

Everyone knows what that means.

But everyone is afraid.

The doors and windows were closed tightly, and they dared not make a single movement.

I just saw a carriage passing by slowly outside the window.

They all knew who was in the carriage.

Because only the royal family can use the eight-horse horse-drawn chariot.

But now, Shen Guo has no emperor.

The little emperor died quietly. There was no funeral, no posthumous title, and no one dared to shed tears.

So the person on the carriage is the second prince of the kingdom of the great emperor, the legendary fire ghost.

There is no enclosure for the carriage, and transparent curtains are used.

A long-legged man could be vaguely seen sitting lazily in the carriage.

The man lay casually, his long legs placed on the coffee table of the carriage.

He seemed to be coughing a bit, with his head down.

Occasionally, when the carriage was moving forward, the curtains would be blown by the wind.

The curtain was lifted by the wind.

Without even the transparent veil, people can easily see the real face of the man.

There is no brunette and blue eyes in the rumors, and it even looks like them.

And beautiful.

He was dressed loosely, lying lazily, with the collarbone under the shoulders and neck exposed.

Even a little unprincipled good-looking.

The loud noise outside the city made the carriage pause, but he just stretched out his hand, covered his mouth lightly, and yawned gracefully.

The explosion sounded again.

This time it's not just the city that's moving.

People in the city seemed to hear the screams of people outside.

As if shouting: "My head, my head is gone..."

The doors and windows were shut tighter.

In that small courtyard, the little girl's head was buried in her mother's soft neck.

The little hand grabbed the mother's clothes tightly.

"Mother, where did Dad go?"

……

Shaking and vibrating.

After all, some doors opened and people came out, gathering in the wide street.

These people gathered together from all directions.

The leader is a scholar.

The most useless scholar...

The scholar looked up at the sky, the sky was blue, and the sun was shining brightly. He squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, a cool air poured into his chest, and he became more awake, but he still strode forward. The more sober I am, the more I understand what I want to do, and the more afraid I am, but I still keep going.

The most useless scholar...he said, he must be useful today.

(End of this chapter)