Chapter 2: Sending her to a dead end

In the middle of March, the spring light melted.

Han Yujin, the first son of the imperial envoy's family, dressed in a white robe, arrived outside the gates of the Princess Protector's residence in a carriage.

Looking up at the four strong and dominant words on the plaque, a complex look crossed the bottom of Han Yujin's eyes, and after a moment of silence, he lifted his foot onto the stone steps and stepped into the gate.

The princess gave him the privilege to enter and leave the princess's residence without notice, no one will stop him.

The man was dressed in white and elegant, the long hem of his robe trailing the ground, flowing out of the boundless wind.

This man, once attracted the Mu Empire capital of the noble women admired, the threshold of the Han imperial family almost broken by matchmakers, how many women want to marry into the Han family, to be the wife of the Han son.

But in the end, Han Yujin chose the absolute powerhouse, Princess Protector, leaving a cadre of noblewomen who could only stifle their wrists and stamp their feet.

Through a forest of apricot blossoms, Han Yujin walked into the red damask garden where Princess Guoguo lives, standing in front of the corridor, his heart suddenly gave birth to an uneasy feeling for no reason.

He raised his hand and pressed his heart and took a deep breath.

There was a creak.

The door of the room was opened in front of him, Han Yujin raised his eyes and met a pair of cold and merciless eyes.

He was slightly stunned, and time seemed to freeze there.

In the warm days of spring, the wind is filled with the light scent of peach blossoms, wisps linger around the nose.

Night red aya silently gazed at the man in front of her, burned to ashes she would not forget the person - no, burned to ashes she would not forget the ... dog.

In this life, the next ...

It is as if the dream-like unreal images are interlaced in front of the eyes.

Previous life a sincere heart fed this dog lung wolf heart, did not expect her night red aya there is a chance to start over.

Unexpectedly ah ...

"Your Highness?" Han Yujin quickly returned to his senses, spread a smile, eyebrows warm and elegant, "I prepared a farewell banquet for His Highness in Peach Blossom Court, several imperial sons and princesses have arrived."

Peach Blossom Garden.

Farewell banquet.

Night red aya slightly astringent eyebrows, past events floated to the heart.

Yes, tomorrow is the day she hangs up her command to go to war.

Not the year she died in her previous life, but ... how old is she this year?

Seventeen years old ...

Today is the send-off feast before she left for war in the year she turned seventeen.

She, night red aya.

The emperor's seventh daughter, the legend of the country of Mu, the imperial seal of protection of the princess.

Five years old to train martial arts, seven years old to read military books, ten years old to hold a sword to sweep the Mu State experts, twelve years old to go to war, fourteen years old to lead the army alone ...

Half of her life was glorious, but she died in the spring of Emperor Jing's seventeenth year at the age of twenty-one.

Seven years of leading the army, in the imperial capital and the battlefield to run around, wielding a sword to kill countless enemies, the Mu State border guard as solid as gold.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do.

Han Yujin, she decided in a previous life will be together for life, used to go to war before the banquet in the peach blossom garden, and all the princesses together to give her a farewell, send her to the battlefield to wield the sword to kill the enemy, to guard the Mu State frontier.

Seven years, has become a habit.

However, on the night of her twenty-first triumph, this person sent her a death without peace.

The man she loved personally sent a poisoned dagger into her heart.

Her beloved father decreed that she and the four generals under her command should be executed.

Her dear brothers, who could not wait to put her to death because of the threat she posed to the imperial power.

This debt ...

How should she settle the score with them?

The cold and indifferent under the eyes crossed a sneer, night red aya turned, slender and thin figure in front of the eyes crossed a lonely Xuan color.

She spoke indifferently: "Dressing, combing."