away from the heart

Chapter 157 The Old Story of Xizhao 3
Taoyao saw that Xi was pressing her hand on the cloth, and she couldn't put it down, she snorted secretly: "The dove occupies the magpie's nest! This is even more grand than when the princess gets married..." In a blink of an eye, Chuyue was standing at the door , I couldn't help being taken aback, "Princess, when did you come?"

Chuyue approached and returned the token in her hand to Naxi: "Thank you Princess for helping me out of the palace."

Naxi hurriedly put down her wedding dress and walked towards Chuyue: "You and I don't have to be so polite, and I don't know why the emperor sent these things. You know I don't like these rouge powders, so I'll send them to you, come on." man—"

"No need." Chuyue sighed: "Naxi, I'm stupid, but I'm not out of my mind. Why do you pretend anymore? Regarding this marriage, you are actually...looking forward to it."

"Yes." Na Xi didn't hide anymore, nodded briskly, and raised his hand, "I told you last time, the scar on my arm was bitten by a wolf in order to save my sweetheart."

It wasn't a good thing, but when she said it, she lowered her eyes and smiled.Chuyue was stunned: "You mean... your sweetheart is Xue Yao? No, he told me that you are just his captive..."

The smile in Na Xi's eyes deepened: "It seems that he still hasn't told you everything. When I was in Xizhao, I fought side by side with Xue Yao and experienced life and death together. Later, he insisted on leaving Xizhao. I thought The fate is over, but I didn't expect..." She paused, and showed the scars on her arms in front of Chuyue, "We encountered a wolf that night, if Xue Yao was bitten by this bite, he would not be able to return to Nansang alive , you will never get to know him."

The hideous scars were deeply imprinted on his heart like a branding iron, and under this, there was the new injury that Na Xi had suffered to save himself.Chuyue was upset: "Can you tell me all about your past?"

Naxi nodded.She brought two jugs of wine and poured them, pushed one to Chuyue, held the other in her hand, and fell into memory.

When her father said that she would abandon the city and deal with the Nansang army in the desert, she had already expected where her father would arrange for her.Naqiu and Naxi, although they bear the name of royal blood, are just the accidental products of the father's drunken daughter slaves.Even though she and her elder brother have been practicing martial arts diligently for so many years, her father's eyes never rest on them.

Sure enough, her father asked her to stay in the royal city.The elite had all withdrawn, and those who remained in the royal city were only the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, and the city gate was breached by Nansang's army in an instant.She fought bloody battles, and finally couldn't hold on, and became a prisoner of war.

She was lying in the prisoner-of-war camp, seeing the vulgar soldier with a malicious smile on his face, approaching her little by little, the hairs all over her body stood on end, and a feeling of nausea rushed straight up.But she was already bruised and bruised, unarmed, and wanted to fight for her life, but she couldn't move at all.Many people said that she had the temperament of a wild wolf cub, but at this moment she knew for the first time what fear was.The soldier stretched out his hand, and the cloth was torn apart with a prick, and Na Xi closed his eyes in despair.

The expected bad luck did not come.The soldier was kicked away and fell heavily to the ground.She opened her eyes, and his tall and tall figure stood in front of her, and he came down and hugged her in his arms, covering her exposed skin.His voice was resonant and powerful: "No one is allowed to bully women, children and weaklings. If you violate this order, you will be executed without mercy!"

He looked down at her with concern in his eyes: "Girl, are you okay?"

Inexplicably, Na Xi felt relieved, the taut strings loosened, and fainted softly.Before falling into darkness, she only remembered his pair of bright eyes, the only light in this dark and cramped prisoner-of-war camp.

(End of this chapter)