Fangfei galloped up the mountain road. It was midsummer, and the mountain road was covered with thorns and overgrown with weeds. The horse's journey became more and more difficult. But the sound of horse hooves behind her was getting closer and closer. It was the devil. She did not dare to stop for a moment.
, I only regret that I shouldn’t have left Andre so soon, or that I should have gone to Rouran Country with Andre in the first place.
However, it was useless to regret. The blood on her neck was blown cold by the wind and condensed. She could no longer feel the pain and did not know the way forward, so she rushed up the slope ahead.
The third prince who was following suddenly noticed something was wrong and immediately shouted: "Idiot, stop, stop, there is a mountain stream ahead, stop quickly..."
Fang Fei was in a panic. She heard his voice getting closer and closer, and he was right behind her. Suddenly, the front widened, and she realized that the horse ran up a cliff. She was about to rein in the horse, but in panic, it turned into
The whip was raised, the horses' hooves were criss-crossing, and they couldn't hold back their momentum. They swooped down with both men and horses...
Only a scream was heard. When the third prince chased after him, in the vast darkness, he could only see the dark mountain stream below. Throwing a big stone down, he didn't know where the clouds were, and he didn't know how deep it was. He felt a chill in his heart.
How can I survive if I go down there? I look for it, but I can't find it.
He was very disappointed. He had chased him all the way here, but he didn't expect that this little bitch would die like this. He whipped the horse's back so hard that it almost drew blood from the horse's back on the spot.
Then he ran in the opposite direction.
Royal Palace.
Praying for rain did not bring the efficacious effect that people expected. It only rained two or three times sporadically, which was not enough to alleviate the drought. It was not until three months later that it finally rained heavily. This heavy rain lasted for three days, covering the entire northern country.
, it was almost watered to the core, and all the land was moist. At this time, it had entered the autumn of the northern country, the grass was withered and the horses were thin, and the rain did not mean much anymore. Even so, people also regarded
This kindness was attributed to their almighty god. They sang and danced, cheered for the hard-won heavy rain, and hurriedly stored water sources to prepare for grazing next spring.
Gradually, winter has arrived.
The East Palace was plunged into a state of misery this winter. The prince left the temple and returned to the palace to recuperate. His health had improved greatly, but in recent days it had slowly deteriorated. Within half a month, he was bedridden again.