"Are you Xiang Yalin?" Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, Ye Xingchen's mind flashed to that beautiful figure in white fur and a veil on her head. In that hot Middle Eastern battlefield, between herself and
When her comrades were separated and there was no food and water, it was that goddess-like woman who saved her life with a bowl of water and a steamed bun. It was she who bandaged her wounds herself, and it was she who helped her.
Cooperate with your comrades.
And what about me? It seems that I only know that she has a beautiful name called Xiang Yalin, and that there is a red mole on her neck. Yes, it is this unique red mole.
"Who are you?" When she heard the three words Xiang Yalin, Xiangxiang's face changed drastically, and she was stunned. That was her real name. Absolutely no one in this place knew it, not even Xue
Madam doesn’t know either, how could he know?
"Do you still remember how you saved a young man on the battlefield in the Middle East three years ago?" Seeing Xiang Yalin's expression, Ye Xingchen was even more certain that she was the woman who rescued him, that noble but fragrant woman.
Woman, if you think back to the fragrance you smelled at the beginning, wasn’t it exactly this fragrance? The funny thing is that I didn’t think of it just now...
"..." Xiang Yalin frowned, staring straight at the young man in front of her. She recalled what happened three years ago in her mind. It seemed that it was a scorching summer, and she did save some people while traveling at that time.
You are a human being, but you can’t remember saving a young boy?
For a moment, Xiang Yalin's eyes were full of doubts.
"Look at this..." Seeing that Xiang Yalin hadn't thought about it, Ye Xingchen suddenly tore open his clothes. Xiang Yalin was so frightened that she stepped back, thinking he was going to do something. When she saw his cloth
When her body was covered with scars, Xiang Yalin was once again stunned.
Three years ago, in the southeastern part of Central China, near the Sahara Desert, my followers found a young man who had fainted from the heat on the road. When I saw him for the first time, I was even more attracted by the heroic spirit between his brows. Finally,
She even personally bandaged all the wounds on his body, and did not separate from him until he recovered. At that time, due to her identity, she only told him the nickname Xiang Yalin. She originally thought that she would never see him again in this life.
One day we met, but I never imagined that we would meet on such an occasion.
But is the person in front of her really the same person? Xiang Yalin raised her head again and looked at Ye Xingchen carefully. This profile was so similar to the boy in her memory, but why were his eyes completely different? Memory
The young man among them had eyes as cold as ice and sharp as a blade, and his whole body revealed a cold killing intent. It was a fighting spirit that dominated the universe and dared to challenge the sky. It was also between his eyebrows at that time.
This kind of fighting spirit deeply attracted me, but what about the young man in front of me?
Just when Xiang Yalin was puzzled, the door of the private room suddenly opened. Mrs. Xue Xue Yunuo, wearing a black dress and a sexy and mature look, slowly walked in from the outside. Whether it was Ye Xingchen
, or Xiang Yalin, their expressions changed.
"Haha, Xiangxiang, it turns out that you have such a nice name as Xiang Yalin. If I remember correctly, a princess in Morocco disappeared a year ago. It seems that she also had a nickname named Xiang Yalin, right?" Look
Seeing Xiang Yalin in pink gauze in front of her, Mrs. Xue's face showed a half-smile, but her eyes revealed a fierce light.
When she rescued Xiang Yalin, she didn't know her true identity. At most, she thought she was the daughter of a declining nobleman who had been kidnapped. However, she never expected that she would be the princess of the Kingdom of Morocco. If the king of Morocco knew about her daughter,
I was brought here to be a young lady. Although she is the kind of young lady who is a prostitute rather than a prostitute, where does she put her royal dignity? Although Morocco is a small kingdom, its strength is not something that I can match. At least in terms of financial resources, Morocco
The king could easily hire a 50,000-strong army to capture this place, so at the first moment, Mrs. Xue had murderous intent in her heart. Such a person would never be able to leave alive. As for the friendship between her and Xiang Yalin
, that is simply more fragile than a girl’s baby membrane.
Hearing Mrs. Xue's words, the expressions of Ye Xingchen and Xiang Yalin changed again. However, Ye Xingchen was because of Xiang Yalin's identity, but Xiang Yalin, who was familiar with Mrs. Xue's character, felt the intensity of Mrs. Xue's words.
Killing intent.
“Mrs.
There will be no one left alive, after all, who would want to offend a kingdom, even though it is only a small kingdom.
"Have no choice? Haha, there are so many no choice in this world. If your father knew that I left you here, would he have no choice but to destroy us?" Mrs. Xue sneered. At this time,
Behind her were four attractive women in uniforms.
"Mrs. Xue, don't worry, even if I return to Morocco, I will never speak ill of you. In fact, if it weren't for you, I might have died long ago. I can't thank you enough, so how can I speak ill of you?"
Xiang Yalin quickly explained.
"Really? In that case, why didn't you explain your identity earlier? Then I can send you back, and you don't have to suffer this year's grievances, right?" Mrs. Xue didn't care at all. Her father was from the Golden Triangle.
The biggest Jun boss, and she also had two brothers. In order to seize her father's power, she killed her two brothers with her own hands, and that was how she achieved today's achievements. After experiencing so much, she deeply understood that
Even if Shan Yalin doesn't care about the issue of royal decency, the King of Morocco will never let it go after knowing about it.
Therefore, no matter what Xiang Yalin said, she would not believe it.
Xiang Yalin didn't know how to answer Mrs.
If she didn't reveal her identity, she might be lucky enough to survive. If she revealed her identity, she might be handed over to several hostile countries in Morocco immediately. It would be difficult for her to die by then, so she wouldn't dare to say anything.