Anyone can die, anyone can die, only their prince should not die. This peaceful and prosperous era is not the emperor's peaceful and prosperous era, but their prince's. If it weren't for the prince's advice, if it wasn't for the prince's friendly negotiations, if it wasn't for the prince's strong praise
Coin trading, if it weren't for the prince...
People praise the emperor's great achievements, but it is actually the prince's contribution. Why does such a person have to face such helpless death? Only the Guangmingzhang, and only the Guangmingzhang can save the prince.
"Dongzhi, I know that you are loyal. But the Nine Kings Palace is not so easy to explore. It can move your whole body with one move, and I am not sure enough. I cannot act rashly. When Tianxuan's missionary master once divined the king's fortune.
I have said that this king is destined to go through the disaster of life and death in this life, and there is only one person I can believe in. I have been waiting for her to appear."
"Who is the prince waiting for? Dongzhi goes to search and will definitely help the prince find it."
Xuanyuan Ce raised his slender fingers and pointed at the yard where Shi Xiaoyu lived. The smile on the corner of his mouth was so gorgeous: "She is there, I want to wait for her to come."
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Shi Xiaoyu had a dream. The dream was the battlefield of the battle of the Sahara Desert in 2008. They were ambushed, the enemy launched a large attack, and the bombing for three consecutive hours. The military off-road has been scrapped, and all ammunition is used.
After it was gone, the enemy was killed, and guns and bullets fell in a row, coming towards them.
The comrades fell down one by one, and she could only hear the sound of bullets and the sound of someone falling down, but could not look back. Because she was holding an important military secret in her hand, she had to take it back to her country.
In order to protect the people of the country, even if the comrades die behind their backs, they cannot turn back to save them.
She and another comrade-in-arms with a wind power were running wildly, but the enemy dispatched a helicopter. Just when they had no way out, the comrade-in-arms around her said to her: "Let's go, leave it here to me, you can do it.
Live."
She was anxious: "No, so many comrades have died, I can no longer watch you die!"
The comrades laughed, and the smile was firm and beautiful: "Let's go, you are our no.3, you are very strong, in this desert, your chances of survival are greater than mine. You will become stronger in the future, the country
I need you, and my comrades need you too.”
She had no choice but to finally choose to carry out the mission. She ran wildly until there was no enemy pursuit. Finally, she finally mustered up all the courage to turn around. She saw the yellow sand flying all over the sky. The wind in the Sahara Desert is so strong, and the wind is flat.
And then, even the enemy's helicopters were rolled down.
She lowered her head and saw her injured arm, gritting her teeth with tears in her eyes. It turned out that she was not strong at all... If she were really strong enough, she wouldn't have let so many people die.
She also needs to become strong, become very strong, in order not to let anyone take anything away from her.
"Madam, please get up quickly, Madam, the maid of the eldest wife came to pass the message and said that Madam Dafang was asking you to go."
"Madam, have you gotten up, Madam?"
Shi Xiaoyu opened her eyes in a daze. The pain on her arms made her feel a little lost in her mind, thinking that she was still in the Sahara Desert that year. It took a while before Shi Xiaoyu woke up.
I have traveled through time, and now I am the 36th wife of Prince Ce’s mansion. I can have this dream, because I was chopped off by Xuanyuan Ye last night. The instinctive sense of crisis in my heart reminded her to become stronger.