It's ridiculous to think about it. After making a plan, her coach seemed to be useless, and she was only left with random thoughts.

Two hours later, it should be the time when Ze Yin surrounded Chu Beijie. If Chu Beijie was captured, he would definitely hate her to the core.

But he was brave and might escape. His heart jumped up, as if he was cheering for his imagination of his escape.

No matter what, he would still hate her to the core.

A moment of disheartening.

If Chu Beijie died in battle... Pingting never wanted to think about this, but she couldn't help but think about it like to torture herself.

"If you live, I will live naturally. If you die, I will die with you." It was vaguely what she said. At that time, she was in Chu Beijie's arms, as gentle as if she was about to turn into water.

Pingting bit her lip and smiled. If Chu Beijie is dead, it would be best if she pays her life to him.

"I'll give you my life." After accidentally spitting out a few words, I realized that I was almost infatuated. I didn't know when I sat on the grass in the camp, and let the soldiers who came and went through the camp stayed behind to protect the commander in surprise.

The robe with a slim waist that was temporarily changed to make it look like it was not enough to hold it, and was stained with dust. Pingting stood up and sighed that she had lost her mind again.

"Kill!"

"Kill and kill!"

Before he returned to the handsome tent, a shocking sound of killing suddenly came.

Pingting was shocked, turned around suddenly, and her dark eyes suddenly widened. Donglin Jun! Impossible, how could this be possible?

"Kill! Capture the enemy commander alive!"

"The prince has an order, and the enemy generals will capture them alive!"

Chu Beijie's commander flag appeared outside the camp, and Donglin soldiers rushed out of the forest one after another.

Blood is everywhere.

"Protect the head coach! Protect the head coach!" The left-behind personal soldiers fought hard, but most of the Beimo Army's troops had already followed Ze Yin, so they could not resist the Donglin Army, which was several times as many as wolves and tigers.

The personal soldiers were covered in blood and surrounded by swords and swords. "The coach can't be saved anymore! Miss, get on the horse!"

Can't be saved?

If she lost, she lost to Chu Beijie and was defeated like a mountain.

She still lost.

Pingting widened her eyes, drowsy, and was sent to the horse by everyone to death. A face covered by blood and dust jumped into her eyes, "Miss! The handsome camp can't be saved! Run! Run!"

The Donglin Army's deafening roar and the shrill screams of the soldiers in the Northern Desert before their deaths were heard in the ears, and Pingting finally woke up.

"Take the whip, run! Run!"

The ears were filled with the sound of killing, and the blood light reflected in red and dark eyes. After the personal soldiers sent Pingting on the horse, they turned around and fought with the enemy who had already entered the commander's camp.

"Ah!" Another scream.

Pingting turned her head, her panic-like eyes met a gaze that made people stop breathing.

Chu Beijie rode his horse, right outside the camp, majestic and arrogant, and looked coldly at the results of easily breaking through the Beimo Commando Camp.

Beijie, do you want to kill me?

When she met her eyes, Pingting was already heartbroken. She never knew that her heart could be broken so easily, and without a sound, she scattered into millions of petals.

With tears in his eyes, Pingting was shocked to realize that Chu Beijie was riding his horse over the fence on the edge of the camp.

She turned her horse's head without thinking and waved her whip.

Run, run, run wildly in the Bailimao forest, escape from this man, and don't meet again.

This feels so familiar, like the reenactment of the Yangyan Cliff that day.

The liver and gallbladder are also broken, and the heartache is like a sting.

"Pingting!" Chu Beijie's roar came from behind.

Pingting closed her eyes, whipped her whip, and let the wind blew on her tender white cheeks.

Don’t chase, it’s irreversible, nothing can be saved. Bai Pingting has left her soul, and her soul cannot return to the former Jing'an Palace, nor to your Zhenbei Palace.

We swear to the moon and never let each other down.

Tears blurred his eyes, and he could still vaguely see his gentle smile in the past.

Never, never, never, let each other down.

It turns out that it is so difficult to be wholehearted.

Wave the whip, wave it again! Regardless of the wind that makes the face hurt, just escape from where he sees it, and escape from the world where he breathes.

The sound of horse hooves behind him was still there, and Chu Beijie was chasing him.

Pingting was crazy and just rushed forward.

The two rode two times, and quickly passed through the dense jungle in the light red skylight at dusk, rushing straight to the top of Dian Qing Peak.

He rode his horse wildly without hesitation as if it had lasted for a cycle of reincarnation. Pingting raised the whip in his hand again, and the horse suddenly neighed, and the man stood up and threw Pingting down.

"Be careful!" Chu Beijie's scream came.

Pingting fell heavily on the grass, dizzy, gritted her teeth and barely stood up, and finally understood why her horse suddenly stepped forward - there was an unfathomable cliff in front of her. Unexpectedly, the good horse left by Ze Yin for him was so smart.

But how could she allow herself to return to Chu Beijie as the captive general?

Instead of being humiliated, it is better to leave only that piece of memory that is as fragrant as flowers.

Facing the cliff with no way out, Pingting calmed down, stood on the edge of the cliff, turned around leisurely, smiled at Chu Beijie who was about to fly up, and said softly: "The scenery here is unique, so that Pingting can sing a song for the prince. Is it good to sing a song for the prince?" He was full of tenderness, tears trembled in his eyes, and he stared at Chu Beijie reluctantly.

Chu Beijie saw that she was too calm and felt something was not good. He knew that something was wrong at this moment. The strange woman who was as unimaginable as smoke would jump off the cliff without hesitation. A thousand thoughts quickly turned into her mind. Suddenly, she thought of something. Pingting smiled warmly and said calmly: "Donglin Guile's five-year contract was signed by me and Pingting. If Pingting jumped here, the contract would be invalid immediately. I will all set up the Donglin army and rush to get Guile. Please think twice."

The words hit the nail on the head, Pingting's face was filled with smiles and she couldn't move.

Chu Beijie slowly stepped forward and stopped in front of her.

Pingting held back her tears and lowered her head and said softly: "Why is the prince coming?"

"For you." Chu Beijie responded in a deep voice, leading his mount and turning his horse onto it.

After sitting down, Chu Beijie stretched out his hand immediately and stared at Pingting, "Follow me to come on the horse. From now on, your surname is not Bai, your surname is Chu."

Pingting was as if she was thundered, and she was shocked all over. She raised her head and said sadly: "Beijie!" It seemed that all the sorrows of three lives came in an instant, and she could not tell the ups and downs of it, and she could not finish the tears that flowed even though she could not finish the flow.

Such deep affection actually belongs to her, just Bai Pingting.

Chu Beijie was silent for a while and sighed, "Why is Beimo with you, what's the point of Beimo?" He smiled at the sky, looking very happy, and then smiled, lowered his head, with an unprecedented tenderness in his eyes, and stretched out his hand, "Pingting, come to me."

Pingting quietly stared at the wide palm covered with calluses. Remember its heat? It stroked her hair, her face, her crying and laughing, all of them were this hand.

This hand was handed in mid-air, so steady that it seemed that it would never move a little bit. Another choice, if the soul finds a destination, it must forget to have Jing'an's Mansion, return to the joy of the Yangfeng and Beimo.

From then on, how can I really not be named Bai?

The slender jade fingers are as heavy as a thousand pounds, and they are hard to lift.

Inch by inch, I was timid, crossing the country's hatred like a mountain, crossing the beacon of the two armies, and traveling for fifteen years, I don't know who failed the grace of raising whom.

From then on, Bai Pingting no longer had her surname.

The danger of Beimo has been resolved. Yang Feng, forget about Pingting. After the child was born, he would not know that his mother once had a friend in the boudoir.

Inch by inch, moving. Finally, I gently touched the warm palm.

"Ah!" His hands were suddenly clenched, and a strong force rushed towards his waist. His feet had already soared into the arms of the horse.

Chu Beijie's familiar smile came into his eyes, "Pingting, the moon is coming."

I looked up and sure enough, the moon came out.

It's so bright and curved. Which silver plate from the house is bent over with a smile?

"We swear to the moon and never let each other down." He said seriously word by word.

She looked at his deep eyes and replied affectionately: "We swear to the moon and never let each other down."

Under the cold moonlight, the victorious Donglin Army escorted the prisoners, led by the commander who was holding the beautiful woman, and went back to the camp through the Yunya cableway.

"Why frown?" Chu Beijie immediately looked down at the treasure that he had finally found in his arms.

Pingting frowned and said in confusion: "I can't tell what it feels like, I just feel depressed."

"What's there to be so depressed?" Chu Beijie lowered his head and kissed her hairline gently, comforting him, "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. If you lose to your husband, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

Yunjiao cableway is in sight.

"Can I... ask about the army?" Pingting looked at Chu Beijie's face nervously.

Chu Beijie said without saying a word: "Ask."

"What will the prince plan to deal with Ze Yin? He is Yang Feng's husband, I..."

"I don't plan to deal with him at all, so I took the Yunya Cableway back to the camp." Chu Beijie smiled, "I expected that you would poison the water and then the entire army would raid, so I secretly came to take your commander camp. As for Ze Yin, let him get empty in my fake camp."

Pingting suddenly held her breath, and she finally understood where she lost.

She guessed everything right, but ignored one thing - the speed of the soldiers is very high.
To be continued...