The wheels rolled over the snow, leaving two deep traces, winding into the distance.

Ahead was Sulan city. Shi Jian put down the curtain and retracted his head. But just now, when she looked outside, it was cold. Her face was painful, the cold wind roared, and her eyes were white. The scenery was OK to enjoy the snow, but it was not suitable for travel. The swordsman gathered his hands and ran his internal power for a circle, which made his body warmer.

Unexpectedly, after just a few days of luxury, she was not used to this simple life. These days, she has been well protected by Nalan night. She is almost in the camp. The food and washing are sent in. She hardly needs to think about anything.

Looking back on these days, Shi Jian sighed with emotion. Such a day is what she yearned for. All kinds of enjoyment, beautiful clothes and food, accompanied by a beloved man, doting and caring, she can't wait to be like this all her life.

This is the most comfortable day for her to live for 18 years, and it is also the most comfortable time for her to perform the task at present.

Remembering the precarious and dangerous days before, Shi Jian vowed never to go back to the past. She doesn't want to be a slave and a killer all her life.

She is still so young and has learned a lot of skills. She knows both the ability to kill and the ability to make men like her. When she goes to the capital of Western Chu to kill the real Luo qingluan and completely replace her, all this will become a reality.

However, this bus is really slow. If only we could get to the capital of Western Chu tonight!

She immediately sneaked into the king's house of Chu, killed Luo qingluan and took his place.

He could not help but frown, and Shijian said coldly, "Yuan Xing, how long will it be to Sulan?"

Hearing the voice from the car, Yuan Xing's face darkened. If Yongan hadn't told him the truth and then got the confirmation of the king of Chu, he couldn't guess that the woman was not Luo qingluan, but a fake!

Out of Luo qingluan, Yuan Xing won't admit that any woman has something to do with her own prince, especially behind her. In addition to pretending to be a princess, she doesn't know how many flaws she reveals from beginning to end, and she thinks she looks like a princess. Yesterday in the street, she even wounded a mother and son in the street. How can such a malicious woman be his princess?

But nothing. Soon the woman couldn't be proud. Yuan Xing said casually, "there are still about ten miles to go. It will be here in about half an hour."

"Why don't you let the horse run faster in half an hour, Yuan Xing? I'm going to die of cold." In the car came the voice of Shi Jian complaining. Yuan Xing couldn't help but get angry.

If Luo qingluan, he will not have any opinion, but will speed up the speed. The real princess treated Yuan Xing so well and cured him of his secret injury. Can this woman compare? Yuan Xing snorted coldly and said faintly, "princess, it's no use worrying. The snow on the road is too thick and the horse can't run fast."

"Useless things." Shi Jian swore in a low voice. He didn't know whether he was scolding the driving horse or Yuan Xing.

Restraining his anger, Yuan Xing secretly calculated that it was almost time to start in less than an hour. After waiting for a moment, the carriage finally drove out of the woods, opened up, and a great lake appeared in front of us.

The lake has frozen. Light can be seen. There are several wild birds looking for food. They fly away when they see people coming. There are withered and yellow reeds on both sides of the river, covered with snow. It has a unique taste against the golden and snow-white.

"Princess, why don't you rest here and let the horse rest." Yuan Xing raised his voice and said, "there's a lake nearby. I'll get some fish. The princess can eat some hot food or warm her body."

Can you eat fish?

As soon as Shi Jian heard this, he became interested immediately.

I've been running for a day and it's going to be dark. Although I brought a lot of food with me, it's basically dry food. If she is too hungry from time to time, she is forced to eat two baked cakes and drink some honey water. Where can she eat these dry food? As soon as he heard that he could eat fresh fish and have a rest, he couldn't take care of his way and immediately lifted the curtain of driving.

"OK, Yuan Xing, go and get me some fish quickly, but I don't want spicy today. You'd better get me a pot of fish soup." Shijian wrapped his cloak tightly, jumped out of the car, stepped on the snow and looked at the Jingning Lake ahead. His heart was flying.

Yuan Xing was secretly funny. He was afraid that what he made last time was hot, right? you deserve it

But he promised and walked forward quickly.

Standing by the lake, Shi Jian watched Yuan Xing dig a hole in the middle of the lake, then put a sharpened branch into the water and check up a fish. The technique is skilled and fast. It's obviously not the first time to do this kind of thing. Shi Jian is interested in it. He can't help but get interested and slowly steps forward on the ice.

Yuan Xing had caught four or five fish, all of which were bigger than his palm. He began to jump on the ice and froze for a moment. With a soaked branch in his hand, he was staring at the ice hole in front of him, waiting for the fish to come.

After sweeping the fish, Shi Jian frowned: "these fish are too small and the soup is delicious. Yuan Xing, you should get a big one quickly."

It's good to have food. Are you picky? Yuan Xing raised his eyes and glanced at her. He was stunned. "What are you looking at me? I told you to catch fish quickly? Don't be stunned."

"Princess, if you come so close, you don't mind falling down?" Yuan Xing had a strange look on his face.

Shijian is not afraid to fall!

She is not an ordinary woman, let alone stepping on the ice, even stepping on the plum blossom pile is no problem. However, Yuan Xing's question is strange. Shi Jian doesn't have so much patience to answer him. She is just a subordinate. Anyway, Nalan night is not here. She will clean up him sooner or later. What are you afraid of.

"No problem, I'll be careful..."

Just after that, Shi Jian suddenly felt dizzy in her mind. She suddenly felt that the sky was turning around and could not stand stably at any time. She suddenly exclaimed, "ah, Yuan Xing, I..."

Before he finished, Shi Jian suddenly felt that she had tripped and fell down with a plop. Unfortunately, she fell into an ice hole. Suddenly, the whole person was like falling into an ice cellar. A large amount of water poured in. It was cold and piercing. The sword attendant was dizzy. He couldn't wake up in an instant.

The first reaction was to hurry ashore, but the swordsman moved and caught a cold and hard thing. The next moment it broke, she remembered that she had caught ice. I fell into a hole in the ice. If I don't hurry up, let alone drown, I'm afraid she'll freeze to death.

The warm clothes on her body were immediately soaked in water and became extremely heavy. The sword feet didn't touch the bottom. She couldn't use her strength at all. She wanted to grasp the ice, but the ice broke as soon as she pinched it. She couldn't control her strength at all. At this time, even the water-based sword servant panicked. I didn't expect that one day he might be drowned.

"Yuan Xing... Save me!" Shijian was desperate, his hands fluttered and shouted for help.

Standing by the ice hole, Yuan Xing had no intention of reaching out for the time being.

Just now he secretly gave a fall on the foot of the sword guard, otherwise she would fall into the ice hole. The Lord ordered him to find a chance to torture her on the way, then solve her, and then go to Sulan to wait for the people of Shuyang city who later migrated.

Otherwise, why should Nalan night have Yuan Xing send the woman herself?

Watching the sword fluttering in the water, Yuan Xing squatted down slowly, gathered the branch in his hand and said easily, "princess, don't panic, I'll save you. You grab the branch and I'll pull you up."

Shijian was frozen all over. When she heard the voice, she calmed down a little and stopped moving slowly. She grabbed the branch handed over by Yuan Xing, but she thought it was too thin, but forget it, just go up.

Hold it hard. Shi Jian just wanted to use his strength. Unexpectedly, the branch broke with a click. As soon as she reached the edge of the ice, she sank and her chin hit the ice. She took a breath in pain. When she opened her mouth, the cold lake surged wildly, filling her mouth. Shi Jianqi wanted to scold, but he couldn't do that.

"Yuan Xing, you want to kill me, don't you?" Shijian was almost mad: "don't you help me up? If something happens to me, you see how the Lord will deal with you!"

"Princess, I didn't mean it. Who knows this branch will break?"

Yuan Xing shrugged helplessly and looked at a loss: "what about the princess? The branch is too short to reach you."

"What are you doing with this broken branch? Don't throw it away!" Shi Jian wants to kill Yuan Xing with a knife. It's a pity that she is in the water now and has no way at all.

Yuan Xing lost half a branch, but he was still stupid. Shi Jian felt that he was going to freeze. Even if he went up, he was afraid he would get sick. He became more and more worried. He couldn't care about everything and said loudly, "don't be silly. Don't jump down and save me?"

"This... Princess, whether men or women give or receive, subordinates... Subordinates dare not." Yuan Xing grabbed his head and was embarrassed, but he smiled in his heart.

"If you don't give or receive, the princess is freezing to death. Don't you hurry down!"

"I really can't. If my subordinates meet the princess, the prince will kill my subordinates if he knows."

"You saved me. How could Nalan night kill you?" Shi Jian thought it was impossible to communicate. Why is Yuan Xing so stupid?

After a long stalemate, Yuan Xing always "dared not" go into the water and said that he could not touch the princess's body, or it would be a capital crime. Shijian said all sorts of things. She almost fainted when she was soaked in the water. Finally, she was dying and climbed on the ice: "you... You took off your clothes and threw them down. I... I took your clothes... Ashore. It's... It's always good?"

If you don't hurry, she's really unconscious. Shijian wanted to cry without tears and was almost angry.

Yuan Xing took off his coat, grabbed one end and threw the clothes over. Shi Jian grabbed them quickly and tried his best to hold them. Yuan Xing pulled her up.

Before waiting for the sword to speak, Yuan Xing ran away: "princess, if you go down to make a fire, you're all wet. Just bake it quickly."

Waiting for Shijian to move to the carriage, he saw that a pile of firewood had been burned. Yuan Xingzheng kept adding branches. The fire was blazing and warm. Shijian was suddenly hot.

"Yuan Xing, you watch here. I'll get in the car and change my clothes. You dry it for me quickly." Shijian climbed into the car and looked like a drowned chicken. Then he turned and stared at him: "don't peek, do you hear me."

Yuan Xing glanced coldly. He didn't want to peek at the woman. Just now, this little trick hurt her and gave himself a sigh of relief.

A moment later, several groups of wet clothes were thrown out of the carriage. The waiter said in a trembling voice, "Yuan Xing, quickly burn a stove for me. My princess is going to die of cold. I'm dizzy. Go to sleep first."

Yuan Xing made a sound. How could she really help her do such a thing? When there was no movement in the carriage, there was a thin breath. Yuan Xing's eyes moved, and several bodyguards around him rushed up with their swords.

With a roar, the carriage was immediately split by the sharp sword, and seven or eight long swords were clamped on the neck of the sleeping guard sword. The latter felt wrong. When he opened his eyes, he only felt the cold wind and murderous. Seven or eight guards stared at him covetously.

As soon as her heart clicked, Shi Jian wanted to fight back, but she found that she was weak and stiff. She couldn't even look up. She immediately panicked and screamed, "Yuan Xing, there is an assassin!"

"Princess, where are the assassins?" But unexpectedly, Yuan Xing's voice sounded like a smile.

Turning around, Yuan Xing came over with a long sword and clamped it around his neck. Shi Jian immediately understood what, but had the last glimmer of hope: "Yuan Xing, how dare you plot against the princess? Nalan will kill you at night!"

"Stop pretending, fake!" Yuan Xing's voice was cold, and the long sword moved. He had cut a blood mark on the neck of the sword: "in order to find an easy way to deal with you, I just let you swim in the water. How, do you want to confess honestly? Who are you!"