There was a commotion of soldiers and horses below the city, and Qiao Yuyan saw the overwhelming crowd rushing over, like a colony of ants coming out of their nest.
When she got closer, she saw the reflection on the armor under the lights of the tower.
Qiao Yuyan couldn't see clearly the faces of the first few people, but she could recognize the figure of one of them.
Many, many times, she had seen him sitting with his back straight, but in the past, he would usually have a book in his hand, or sit on a futon on the ground, or sit in front of a desk.
This was the first time that Qiao Yuyan saw him wearing armor.
As if they had a telepathic connection, the man raised his eyes and looked over. Obviously in such a dark night and at such a long distance, they should not be able to see each other clearly, but Qiao Yuyan still seemed to see the tension and worry in his eyes.
"Do you know what this is called?"
Jiahe's voice fell on Qiao Yuyan's ears, and her eyes also fell on the troops approaching the city.
Qiao Yuyan didn't answer, so Jiahe asked and answered by himself, "This is called the snipe and the clam fighting for the fishermen's profit."
Someone started shouting from below, but the wind was so strong that even the powerful voice was blown to pieces and could not be heard clearly.
But you don’t need to listen carefully, it’s just to persuade Jiahe to open the city gate.
Jiahe ignored it and continued to talk to Qiao Yuyan in a low voice, sometimes talking about her childhood, sometimes about the fifth prince, and sometimes about Wen Liang.
Her dagger was still pressed against Qiao Yuyan's neck, vibrating with the emotion of her words, and scratched her skin several times, but Qiao Yuyan did not dare to hurt her.
Because Jiahe's hand was shaking, the hand holding the dagger was shaking, and the hand holding Qiao Yuyan was also shaking.
She kept talking, kept talking, as if she didn't dare to stop.
After shouting several times, the people below began to prepare to attack the city.
"Jiahe, give up!" Qiao Yuyan finally said, "You can't do it."
Because of her words, Jiahe's voice stopped suddenly, and his eyes showed a bit of confusion.
Being so close, Qiao Yuyan realized that she had not put on any makeup today, and her face was frighteningly white. Coupled with the white flowers on her head, in this situation, Qiao Yuyan actually felt that the person in front of her was a bit strange.
Jiahe didn't speak, and both of them were silent. However, her hands were still shaking, and they kept shaking.
She was still scared after all, Qiao Yuyan sighed in her heart.
Trying to remove her hand from her neck would immediately result in the opponent's sharp blade approaching her.
Under the stinging pain, Qiao Yuyan felt cold liquid sliding into her collarbone.
For the sake of her life, she gave up and just said warmly: "You have never learned how to govern a country. Even though you participated in all the political actions of the fifth prince, you did not understand it deeply under the other party's guard.
The most important thing is that you don't have the ability to be a good monarch. Even if there are some people in the fifth prince's old tribe who are willing to support you, can you really control them?
Are you really sure that they really want you to be the leader of the world? In the end, you are just a puppet and an excuse.
If you really take the throne, they can use your hands to deceive the superiors and seek benefits for themselves. What will happen to the people of the world and what does it have to do with them?
If the sky is really angry and people are complaining, how can you still use the excuse of Si Chen to calm the world? When the country changes hands, you will not only be the sinner of the world, but also the sinner of the Zhu family. How will you face the royal family?
Ancestors?"
Jiahe looked at the actions of the people below, his eyes a little confused, and seemed to turn a deaf ear to Qiao Yuyan's words.
But Qiao Yuyan could clearly see the tears shining in her eyes.
The battering ram has already arrived at the top of the city and is in position. Just waiting for an order, the siege will begin.
"Whoosh"!
Suddenly a sharp arrow shot through the air. Jiahe pushed Qiao Yuyan away keenly and took two steps back, just avoiding the arrow.
Almost immediately, Jiahe grabbed Qiao Yuyan again, put the dagger on her throat, and faced the city, hiding behind Qiao Yuyan.
"If you dare to shoot an arrow again, I will kill her first! Let's see who is faster, your arrows or my sword!"
Her voice was a bit shrill, and it immediately became quiet.
Suddenly, a figure jumped up from the horse. Qiao Yuyan heard someone shout "Zhangyuan", and then the person was approaching.
Jiahe immediately pulled Qiao Yuyan back a few steps, and the dagger made several jagged cuts in her throat. The pain made Qiao Yuyan gasp, but she held back and did not say a word.
Wen Tingyuan's face was extremely ugly, "Let her go!"
"How dare you come here alone?!" Jiahe's voice was a little cold, but also a bit sarcastic, "Just for her?"
Wen Tingyuan did not answer, only looked at Jiahe with a pair of eyes, "I say again, let her go!"
This was Wen Tingyuan that Qiao Yuyan had never seen before. It should be said that she had rarely seen Wen Tingyuan who was so angry.
And today, he was dressed in military uniform. The person who usually made people think of him as gentle and gentle as jade, at this time, was actually infected with a lot of chilling air.
Those clear and soft eyebrows have become firm and cold.
Jiahe chuckled, "You can't scare me. She is in my hands. You won't act rashly. Tell the people below not to attack the city, or I will drag her to death."
As she spoke, the dagger was inserted two more times.
Wen Tingyuan looked complicated, and finally made a gesture downward.
Jiahe's laughter became even more cheerful, but Qiao Yuyan stood in front of her and could clearly hear the sadness in her laughter.
"Jiahe..."
"Shut up!" Jiahe suddenly scolded, and then looked at Wen Tingyuan, "Are you so worried about her? You killed my fifth brother for her, and now you are taking risks alone for her. Is it worth it?"
Wen Tingyuan's eyes were almost always on her, and his tone was serious, "You have no chance of winning."
"So what?" Jiahe immediately retorted, "It's just a dead ear, do you think I will be afraid?!"
She suddenly shouted to the sky, "Come on!"
I only heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and many archers immediately poured out from both sides of the city tower, facing Wen Tingyuan who was standing opposite.
Qiao Yuyan was suddenly shocked, "No, Jiahe! Calm down!"
"So..." Jiahe lowered his eyes and glanced at Qiao Yuyan, then turned to Wen Tingyuan over there, "You two are really in love! Am I the most ridiculous person?"
"Jiahe! Things have come to this point. Don't commit any more unnecessary crimes. As a royal princess, you are worshiped by all people. Of all the people here, which one is not a subject of your Zhu family?" Qiao Yuyan said anxiously.
Authentic, "You..."
"Are you still talking nonsense to me? Do you have any misunderstandings about me?" Jiahe suddenly interrupted Qiao Yuyan sharply.