The legitimate daughter is reborn and the fake Bai Lian is completely panicked

Gradually, there was a commotion outside the carriage.

Luo Qingwan's sharp voice then entered Shen Mi's ears.

"How can there be tigers in the desert?"

"Quick, stop it!"

The desert wind slightly lifted the carriage curtain, and Shen Mi opened her eyes hard.

Bai Ze suddenly jumped onto the carriage with a majestic look, came to her side, and protected her behind him as she was dying.

The horse neighed violently and the carriage stopped.

The curtain was torn to pieces by Bai Ze, and even the two bells on the roof of the carriage were bitten off by it.

It stared at the group of people in front of it with a fierce look.

Shen Mi pursed her pale and dry lips, breathing weakly.

"Bai Ze, Fourth Master...Where is Fourth Master?"

Outside, the Li State guards held their weapons but dared not take a step forward, as they were all intimidated by the majesty of the white tiger.

Luo Qingwan and Luo Yuzhou were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

"This tiger belongs to Second Miss Shen."

"It couldn't have come this far."

"You guys go over there and kill it with one strike."

After Luo Qingwan finished speaking, several guards suddenly drew out the long swords at their waists and tiptoed forward.

Bai Ze looked at him fiercely, opened his bloody mouth and roared, and several guards retreated in fear.

"Princess, this white tiger is a bit mysterious."

Luo Qingwan cursed: "What a useless thing, what are you afraid of."

She walked up to a guard and took out a long sword.

"What are you afraid of? You guys are going with me. You are such a bunch of rubbish."

As it spoke, it approached Bai Ze with a long sword in hand.

He had taken less than two steps when, "Swoosh!", a long arrow shot over from not far away like lightning.

Luo Qingwan dodged suddenly to the side and looked in the direction of the arrow, and saw a group of guards in black rushing towards her from the north.

Among them, there was a tall man who stood out from the crowd, with delicate and evil facial features, and a fierce murderous and evil look between his brows.

Luo Qingwan's eyes widened: "Murong Che! He followed so quickly."

The man's breath was cold and his voice was icy: "Capture her alive and leave no one else alive."

"Yes, Fourth Master!"

In an instant, black-clad guards rushed out from behind him, forming a massive crowd.

The sound of swords and sabers, mixed with the whistling wind, rang in everyone's ears.

Murong Che put away his sword, climbed onto the carriage, and saw Shen Mi lying in the carriage, dying.

"Shen Mi."

Shen Mi was lying in the carriage, her lips were pale, and she was looking at him with her eyes open and breathing weakly.

"Fourth Master..."

"Shen Mi."

The moment he saw her, Murong's body trembled slightly. He was panicked and quickly untied her rope.

"Shen Mi."

He held the person in his arms and looked at the people outside the carriage.

"Fu Ying, go find some water, quick!"

"Yes, Fourth Master!" Fu Ying received the news and took a few people to find water.

But where is the water in such a vast desert?

The girl in his arms was breathing weakly, and she stretched out her fingers feebly, which fell on his handsome and evil face.

Her voice was weak. "Fourth Master, I don't want to die."

"I don't want to die, water...water."

Murong Che hugged her and whispered in her ear.

"Don't worry, you won't die. Just hold on for a while, the water will come soon."

But Shen Mi hadn't had a drop of water for three days and three nights, and she knew she couldn't hold on any longer.

Her lips were pale and her eyes were red as she looked at the man's worried expression.

Murong Che's outline was clear, and his body was shaking as he held her in his arms.

Shen Mi's breath was weak. "Fourth Master, I am unwilling to accept this."

"I... am unwilling to accept this."

"I still want...I want a child with the Fourth Master. I am unwilling to give up."

"Fourth Master..."

The faint sound gradually disappeared, and the girl's weak hands finally dropped down.

There was a last weak breath lingering between his nostrils.

Bai Ze also walked up to Shen Mi and called out a few times.

Murong Che held her tightly in his arms, his eyes bloodshot and his body trembling.

"Swish!" He suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist.

The sharp dagger gleamed brightly under the scorching sun.

Murong Che swung the dagger suddenly and cut his wrist.

Bright red blood flowed down his wrist and dripped into the girl's mouth drop by drop.

The girl's pale lips were stained blood red.

Murong Che looked at her closely and called her name.

"Shen Mi."

"Since you are unwilling, just open your eyes and look at me."

"Call me Fourth Master."

"Shen Mi."

"Open your eyes and look at me, please."

But no matter how he shouted or spoke, Shen Mi's breath was very weak.

It seemed that she would die with just a little effort.

He was really afraid that she was dead, she was clearly such a lively girl.

He suddenly remembered that Shen Mi once told him that she died by having hot oil poured down her throat.

He was unwilling to watch her die in vain.

The dagger swung down again, and he bled more.

Her wrist was stained red with blood, and as the blood dripped in, the girl's weak breath seemed to improve a little.

After a while, a light cough was heard from the girl's throat.

Murong Che hugged her and cried with joy.

"Open your eyes and look at me."

"Call me Fourth Master."

"Fourth Master..." A weak voice came out of the mouth of the person in his arms.

Murong Che laughed like a madman.

When Fu Ying came back with the water, she saw that Murong Che's wrist was covered in blood and she instantly knew what had happened.

"Fourth Master, are you willing to sacrifice your life for her?"

Fu Ying hurried over and handed him the water.

There was a deep chill in Murong Che's eyes, and a tone of blame in his voice.

"A little later, and she would have died."

"I can't just watch her die."

The water that Fu Ying found was very cold. Murong Che didn't care about the wound on his wrist and fed the water to Shen Mi.

Perhaps because he was too impatient, Shen Mi choked twice.

Murong Che quickly reached out and patted her on the back gently.

After a long while, when he saw that the person in his arms had calmed down a lot, he tore off his black clothes and bandaged himself.

Many guards from the country died outside the carriage, and some of their bodies were covered by the endless yellow sand.

"Fourth Master, this woman has been captured."

Murong Che had a stern expression and dangerous eyes as he looked up at Luo Qingwan outside the carriage.

Luo Qingwan was pinned down by two soldiers, with a strange sneer on her face.

"Murong Che, when you left the country, you were just a dog of this princess. Now that you have returned to Dayan, you think you are superior."

"I am the princess of Li State. If you kill me, our Li State will not mind fighting with Dayan."

"I, Luo Qingwan, will bet today that you, Murong Che, dare not kill me!"

Luo Qingwan spoke provocatively, but Murong Che remained expressionless.

He lowered his head, looking at the person sleeping in his arms with gentle eyes, and stretched out his slender fingers to gently wipe the blood from the corner of the person's lips.

He raised his eyes and looked at Luo Qingwan for a moment, his eyes were sharp and terrifying.

He placed Shen Miqing in the carriage, and Bai Ze protected her with his body.

With an evil look on his face, he got off the carriage and walked towards Luo Qingwan step by step.

"You bet I won't kill you?"

Luo Qingwan was frightened by his weird look and immediately shrank back.

Murong Che pressed closer and closer to her.

"Murong Che, you said you wouldn't kill women. I am the princess of Liguo. If I die, what consequences will you, Dayan, face?"

"Do you want to see two countries go to war?"

Murong Che suddenly smiled wickedly, "Luo Qingwan, Luo Qingwan, after all these years, you still don't repent!"

"This is not the territory of Dayan."

"Do you think you can knock me out and put me in a cage with those broken bells of yours like before?"

"If you die here, the Liguo royal family will only think that you were taken away by a sandstorm in the desert."

"They will never find you."

His voice was strange and dangerous: "The endless yellow sand is just the right place to take away all the dirt on you."

Before Luo Qingwan could come to her senses, she saw Murong Che suddenly reach out and grab her neck with an expressionless face.

She widened her eyes and looked at the man's gloomy and terrifying face, and suddenly felt a chill on her back.

“Let…let go.”

Murong Che had a blank expression on his face and his voice was evil and cold.

"You're right. I never kill women. Unfortunately, today is different. You touched her."

The man's fingers retracted suddenly, and with a 'crack' sound, the sound of broken bones was heard.

Murong Che had no expression on his face. He threw the lifeless body in his hand away and said in a cold voice: "You have soiled my hands."

As the sun sets, his eyes fall on the setting sun in the sky.

"The sandstorm is coming, and we should go back to Yanjing."

Fu Ying came over and said, "Fourth Master, the Seventh Prince is still alive."

Murong Che glanced at the dying Seventh Prince.

"Find someone to escort him out of the desert. I will make sure he never remembers what happened today."

"It would also be good to give Liguo an explanation."

"After all, the two of them came here to celebrate Father's birthday."

"Yes, Fourth Master." After receiving the order, Fu Ying turned around and arranged for someone to do it.