C397

"Something unexpected happened. No one could have imagined it. That tunnel has been here for a long time, and you have always been by Ouyang Baofeng's side. This matter has nothing to do with you, so don't have too many thoughts." Do you think I still need guards in the future? "

Yun Yin fell silent. The princess shouldn't have any guards by her side. After all, they were men. It wasn't appropriate for them to follow the princess. It was only when the princess had rushed to the northern border that the duke had selected a thousand personal guards to accompany her and protect her little mistress. In fact, all of their personal guards should be left to the heirs of the State Duke's estate. The battle situation in the Northern Frontier was tense. It was within reason for her to be escorted by her personal guards to protect the princess.

Now that Yun Zihuang was already a wangfei, it wouldn't be right for her to bring a thousand men to be her personal guards.

Even if she didn't have that status, she still wouldn't have a man at her side to serve as her bodyguard, much less her status as a wargod wangfei.

Before this, when Yun Zihuang had arrived at the northern border, she had encountered a trap set up by Battle, which had put him in danger of death. Furthermore, they had not married. Now that the war was over and she had already married Feng Qingxiao, she would no longer be a soldier. It was even more impossible for her to keep a thousand men as her personal guards.

It wasn't that Yun Yin hadn't thought about all of this. If it weren't for the matter of Bartle capturing the wangfei earlier and Grand Commander Ouyang's promotion, even if he hadn't agreed, he would have begged to report it to the wangfei first before returning. However, he couldn't leave the wangfei at this time, betraying his master for the sake of his future.

"If you don't want to join the Wind Chasing Army and fight in the battlefield, you'll have to go back to the capital."

"This humble subject is not a greedy person who fears death." This humble subject is not a greedy person who fears death.

"Hurry up and go eat. We'll talk about other things after this."

It was not easy to inspect all the downfall of the northern regions. In this era, riding a horse was the fastest way, and in her eyes, it was too slow. He also brought a horse carriage, which was loaded with all sorts of medicine. The speed was even slower. There were more than a hundred thousand soldiers that had been sent down. They were arranged to stay far away from the town and outside of the city. What they were doing now was mainly cleaning up the battlefield, clearing up the mess and reclaiming the land.

This time, she had selected the soldiers who had recovered and would no longer be in trouble. These people would be taken away to do other things.

Those who hadn't fully recovered, while waiting in the distance to recover, were hard labourers who needed to do a lot of things.

The sky was dark and boundless.

where the horses go,

is my hometown...

In the vast galaxy.

Shining down onto the endless prairie …

Gobi Desert.

Sand Like Gold,

His parents had white hair like snow.

If you don't see your son, you will return home.

Where is the beloved girl?

The battle blade was broken, and there was no light.

The war horse fell to the ground, wailing and crying.

The nine white bones of ten people …

It would be hard to return to your hometown...

In the darkness of the night, mournful songs floated along with the wind. They carried with them endless nostalgia and sorrow, echoing within the downtrodden northern region's encampment. At first, there were only a few people singing, but soon more and more people joined in. Even though they could not understand the Northern Region's language, they could still feel the deep sorrow and sorrow within it.

At the very least, these people still had their hometown, their relatives, parents, and places to think about.

But her, what else?

In her past life, on this planet, she didn't have any relatives, nor did she have love, nor did she have a family.

In this life, in the Tian Yuan Kingdom, she carried the burden of two people. Yun Zihuang and her, felt that her father's love had gained a home, and even received the long-awaited, yet also avoided love. Most of the time, she was showing the personality and emotions of the original owner, trying his best to get close to him and hide what belonged to him. Even if she came to the Northern Frontier, she would still be beside Su Ming, Liu Xin Liu. The three Yunhai father and son were even more familiar with her. She also had to act like a sixteen year old, spoiled princess of Taiping.

Sometimes, acting for too long becomes real, or at least becomes a habit.

Many times, she would actually like to be the princess of Taiping, the princess whose reputation was ruined in the capital.

No matter how many flaws the original owner had, how naive and foolish he was, at the very least, he was still alive. This was something she had never experienced before. She had once thought that the original owner was too stupid to play the part. However, when she tried her best to play the role of the princess according to the original owner's temperament, she felt a sense of satisfaction from this experience.

They were no longer rational, steady, calm, or even intelligent. Instead, they were willful, wanton, presumptuous, and arrogant. They were all so brashly and vividly alive.

A short life, like a bright epidemic, burning to the fullest until the end of life.

Not long after, she gradually accepted the original owner and even did her best to follow through. The original owner's nature was to live his life and enter this role to his heart's content. However, her life was much more wonderful and wise, and she was much more mysterious.

"Is it too deep into the drama?"

She forced a smile and asked herself, "Can I still be the original owner?"

In fact, she had never been the original owner. No matter how much she immersed herself in the scene or tried to get close to the original owner's personality, there was still a big difference. Was it necessary to do that now?

He was far away from the capital, no longer worried about being discovered by his cheap father, Yun Fei. He began to reminisce that the two little girls were already dead, and that there weren't many personal guards left. In fact, this body no longer belonged to a seventeen year old princess of Pingping, but rather to her own soul.

After being captured by Bartle and returning, her mentality had greatly changed.

"It's better to be myself."

His eyes were deep and unfathomable as he stared at the night sky. Feng Qingxiao knew her secret, so why would others care?

At this moment, she decided to return to being herself, the rational and calm, even super calm and intelligent self.

But why did he still feel that it was impossible?

Heart, why is it still unable to breathe the pain?

Why couldn't he be rational and calm in his feelings and his love for Feng Qingxiao?

So it turned out that his heart was really in pain. The feeling of his heart aching was so unbearable. There was no cure!

So, the taste of love, is so complex to say, sour, sweet, bitter, salty, full of flavor.

It turned out that she was still influenced by her emotions. She had the same emotions as an ordinary person — loss, pain, and hope.

The personal guards' moods also dropped. Perhaps they didn't understand the Northern Region's language well, but deep within the song, they could feel sorrow and homesickness. They were also reminiscing about their family and friends.

The home of the northern region was in the depths of the north. Perhaps they still had a chance to return, the home of their personal guards was in the capital, and these surviving personal guards had even more of a chance to return.

Where was her destination?