After hearing him say this, Luo Zhiyi felt a little calmer. At this time, the more calm Bai Ye was, the more at ease she felt. She knew that he would not ignore her.
"Didn't the Second Prince's plan fail? For men like Bai Ye, women are nothing. Without me, other women will soon become his princess. It is impossible for the Second Prince to use me to threaten him." Luo Zhiyi said calmly, with a little resentment in his tone.
"If you are not Bai Ye's woman, Jin must have promised you to be the most noble woman in Zisang."
Jin Yu's voice was filled with joy, and a hint of regret.
"Can I think that Pu Liu's posture can still be seen by the second prince?" Luo Zhiyi curled all the thoughts in his heart, and his voice felt indescribable grievances.
The aggrieved and gentle expression really made Jin Yu feel excited.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips, and tossed and rubbed her. Luo Zhiyi had no emotion in his eyes, and he just looked at the face that was close to him.
The emotion in Jin Yu's eyes was completely extinguished by Luo Zhiyi's indifferent eyes.
Luo Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief when his lips were liberated.
"Since he doesn't cherish Miss Luo's words, can Miss Luo consider staying with me?" Jin Yu said, tilting his head and taking a sip of wine in the wine pot, leaning down, capturing Yanhong from Luo's intention.
Luo Zhiyi could not avoid it. He was bullied so much, and tears were filled with tears in his eyes...
"Miss Luo is addicted to alcohol, how about our Zisang's snow cherry wine?"
"If I hadn't drunk this way, I think I would have liked it." Luo Zhiyi did not hide his disgust for Jin Yu at all.
As for her directness, Jin Yulang laughed loudly, gently rubbing her cheeks with his big palm, as tender as jade. Then he leaned over and buried his head between her neck: "I will make you like this way of drinking." As he said that, he licked Zhuyu's earlobe ambiguously.
Luo Zhiyi had goose bumps all over her body, but fortunately, Jin Yu laughed and stood up and left, not realizing her abnormality.
Looking at his left back, Luo Zhiyi began to feel anxious.
She always knew how attractive her appearance was to men, but at this time, she hoped that she would look a little ordinary. Jin Yu's interest in her and the bullying that she gave her made her anxious and afraid.
"Miss Luo." A girl with clear eyebrows and quick movements came in. She was stunned after seeing Luo Zhiyi and showed a stunning look. After a while, she came back to her senses, walked to the bed and stuffed a pill into Luo Zhiyi's mouth.
"This is the antidote. The lady will recover after taking it!" As she said that, she helped Luo up and fed her a glass of water.
Luo Zhiyi was slightly happy. It was always good to recover her physical strength. She didn't like the feeling of being unable to do anything and having no resistance!
Soon, two more girls came in and arranged the food on the table. Luo Zhiyi looked up and saw that they were all Dayue dishes, and there was a pot of cold and fragrant wine.
After taking the antidote, he quickly recovered his strength. Luo Zhiyi sat up slowly: "Don't call me Miss Luo. If you don't want to call me Mrs. Luo, you can call me!"
The lady is a woman who is waiting for her name, and she has already married a wife. Jin Yu blurted her name, but she couldn't and didn't want to!
Jin Yu selected two girls Zisang who could speak Dayue to serve her. Both of them were dignified and beautiful, and they were quite clever in their behavior. They always tried every means to tell some interesting stories about Zisang, wanting to make Luo happy.
Luo Zhiyi rarely speaks, and is silent most of the time. The two maids also find it boring and no longer say anything, but the look of Luo Zhiyi's eyes intentionally or unintentionally has ambiguous smell.
The three eastern cities face the sea, and the waves rolled under the high cliffs, slapped vigorously on the reefs, causing splashes like rain.
There are tall city walls on the other three sides. At this moment, outside the city gates on three sides, the flags of the Great Yue army are rushing, and the simple word "white" also describes the feeling of dragon flying and wind dancing.
The siege has been fighting for two full hours, and the arrow feathers are like locusts, and we are going back and forth. Countless blood, countless corpses, shouts, and curses are resounding throughout the sky.
In the middle of the Great Vietnamese Central Army, the central marshal wearing armor sat upright on his horse, with a terrifying Shura mask on his face, and his whole body was like a cold sword unsheathed, emitting a cold light. The eyes behind the mask were staring at the ever-changing changes on the battlefield.
The battle was in a stalemate, and there were countless casualties on both sides, but the marshal did not order to stop, as if he wanted to use the piles of corpses to open the city wall.
Soon, the number of people in Zisang on the city tower was less and less. Until a red figure was pushed to the city tower, the Marshal of the Great Yue Central Army was shocked and his eyes were deep.
The man was wearing a swaying and colorful uniform, fluttering in the wind, and a pearl-inlaid jade-like step swaying between his temples, with a beautiful face. Even if he was so far away, he could see her calm and luxurious posture.
The sound of the howling sea breeze sounded in his ears, Bai Ye sat high on the horse, and the red on the city tower stinged his eyes. He had known that such a situation would happen, but when he saw her thin body standing on the city tower, his heart couldn't help but feel ache. He felt the woman he loved stood there, but at this time he was the marshal, the general, and then her husband!
Jin Yu smiled and walked out from behind the red figure, standing and sang: "Nine Prince, Jin Yu, Zisang Kingdom, please enter the city alone!"
Bai Ye grabbed the horse's belly, and the wind slowly moved forward. He walked to the front, showing his heroic posture, and the demeanor of the person on his body was fully revealed. He shook his eyes at the woman with red makeup on the city tower, his eyes firm but gentle as water, and said lightly: "On the day of my wedding, I promised that as long as I, Bai Ye, would protect you for a lifetime of peace. Today, I still say this." After saying that, he took a few steps forward.
Seeing him say this, Jin Yu showed a satisfied smile on his face. The Ninth Prince really loved his princess as much as the legendary one. Thinking of this, Jin Yu felt a little uncomfortable. Looking at the elegant and calm masked man, Jin Yu smiled and said, "The Ninth Prince really loves beauty more!"
However, the next moment, Bai Ye's words made him unable to laugh again!
"But, now standing here is Marshal Dayue, and then Luo Zhiyi's husband!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Yu laughed loudly, turned to look at the woman beside him, and said, "Did you see, this is your husband, this is your husband you are thinking about!" After saying that, he raised his hand, a cold light flashed, and a sharp dagger pressed against the thin white neck.
"The cold light reflects the snow, Miss Luo is beautiful, I didn't expect to die here today. However, I can't blame me for being your cruel husband. I don't want you, so I won't save you!" After saying that, with a light stroke, the sharp snow blade left a long hole in the neck.
Bloodlines gushed out from the snow-white neck, red and white, like the fragrance of fresh plum blossoms, stunning, and the earnest blood flowed all the way, dripping on the black stones under the city tower.