The Tyrant's Cannon Fodder Queen[Transmigration Book]

For a natural hunter, instinct precedes thought.

The speed of the prey's perception of murderous aura is not as fast as that of the top hunters.

If at this moment, the Seventh Prince's instinct had eliminated the tenderness that had taken root in his heart during the past ten years of growing up, he would not have seen the word "brother" on the face of the Third Prince.

His instinct told him that the killing route started from the artificial starting point with the word "brother" on his face, which caused a short-term conflict and incoordination between his body and mind.

In this short moment, the prey felt the crisis slowly.

The long knife in the third prince's hand was still dripping blood. He turned his head and gave his younger brother a mocking smile. feel scared.

This is probably what it feels like to be stared at by a wild animal or a python.

The instinct to survive made the third prince immediately reveal the trick he had left before he came——

"You two boys really made my brother worry. You were all led away by that Xue Yao who surrounded you all day long. The third brother just sent someone to take him away first."

The third prince saw that the eyes of the two younger brothers changed from hostility to panic at the same time, and he was even more sure that he had identified his weakness. He couldn't help showing a kind smile, and threatened in a gentle tone like the elders taught the younger generations: "If you make trouble again, the third brother will be punished." Ask Xue Yao for guilt."

"Where did you take Xue Yao!" The sixth prince's voice was trembling.

"A safe place." The third prince bent over to wipe off the blood from the blade on the corpse, put it back into the sheath, and said leisurely: "You two are more obedient, and I will lead the troops with my brother to destroy the remnants of Khitan and avenge my father, brother." Let Xue Yao go back to the palace with you."

"We have already accepted Khitan's surrender, if we go back on our word, what will Fifth Brother do?" The sixth prince tried his best to negotiate calmly.

"Your fifth brother will not promise to let this group of Khitan dogs go just like that." The third prince raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Brother, return Yaoyao to Erchen."

Hearing that the seventh brother's tone suddenly changed from tough to coquettish, the third prince almost burst out laughing.

Don't look at this fat brother who has brain problems and is a fool, but sometimes he is very clever. For example, although his self-proclaim is often mistaken, there are still rules to follow. The self-proclaimed "Erchen", the seventh brother will only show weakness. use.

This sudden show of weakness refreshed the third prince who missed the crown prince.

Logically speaking, after such a show of weakness, it should be surrender.

So when the third prince wanted to smile or not, he never expected that the seventh prince would suddenly rush over. The movement was so fast that when the third prince reacted, a tooth in his left cheek was broken by the sudden attack, and his body He was also knocked to the ground by this blow.

Accompanied by the slightly sweet smell of blood, that half of the teeth slipped at the base of the tongue, almost being swallowed by the Third Prince.

"Shall Yaoyao return it to my son?"

When the Seventh Prince's blade was held in his throat, the Third Prince with golden eyes heard this coquettish request again.

It was only at this time that Tong Ningzhao came to his senses. Just as he was about to draw his sword and stepped forward, he saw the Seventh Prince who was pressing on the third prince's chest with one knee, raised his eyes coldly, and pressed down the blade by two points.

"Your Highness, don't be impulsive!" Tong Ning took a step back knowingly.

The third prince blinked vigorously, and the things in front of him finally stopped spinning. The shame of being knocked down by his younger brother overcame his fear, and he immediately raised his hand to pull out the sword at his waist.

The Seventh Prince put his knees on his chest, holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, and with a side attack with his right hand, he instantly put the half-drawn blade back into the scabbard, and punched him in the upper abdomen.

"Uh!" The third prince's eyes were wide open, the severe pain made him unable to make a sound, his mouth opened and closed to pant like a fish that was about to die.

"Shall Yaoyao return it to my son?"

Under the successive heavy blows, the third prince once again heard this coquettish words.

He suddenly realized that the seventh brother was not showing weakness to himself, but showing weakness to "losing Xue Yao" itself.

This companion who grew up with the seventh brother is really so important to the seventh brother.

"Do it." Panting, the third prince showed a cruel smile to the seventh prince: "You rebellious beast! In order to keep the position of the temporary crown prince, you murdered your brother and collaborated with the enemy, regardless of the prince's life or death. Do it! Wait for me to go to the underworld! , I must grab your little companion and ask carefully, how did my brother become such a beast."

"Not going to the underworld forever." The seventh prince resolutely told the third brother: "Your Highness, take him back to the palace."

"Do you know where he is?" The third prince sneered, his blood-stained teeth were particularly creepy, he slowly raised his head, ignoring the blade to cut his skin, staring at the seventh prince and whispering: "Wherever I go, I will definitely take him with me." Get on him, do it, Seventh Brother."

Xue Yao was blindfolded, gagged, and his hands and feet were bound. He had already given up moaning for help, and continued humming in return for the punches and kicks that might have caused him to die from internal bleeding.

A completely unknown environment will make people feel that the time is infinitely extended. After a long time, Xue Yao began to hum again. He would rather overdraw part of his life to prove that there are still people around him, and he was not left in the wilderness, waiting for the beasts to eat.

When he hummed again, the man who kicked his leg said "what are you calling in the middle of the night", which made Xue Yao heave a sigh of relief.

There would be no soldiers to accompany him to stay in the Westfall in the middle of the night, and it was only an afternoon since he was attacked, and he thought it had been a day.

After making sure that his situation was not so bad that he would die at any time, Xue Yao began to worry about the little fat cub.

If the third prince's people dare to attack him, it means that they have already had a showdown with the seventh prince.

How is the situation now?

Is there a fight inside?

Which side is the Northwest Governor on?

All these worries stopped when he was about to pee his pants. He heard someone's trotting footsteps approaching, and then that person said a few words to someone, which seemed to be a code word, which Xue Yao didn't understand.

Immediately afterwards, the guard untied his feet, helped him up, removed the cloth from his mouth, pushed his shoulder again, and said, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Although he heard that the other party didn't want to chat, Xue Yao still asked without understanding.

The other party didn't answer, but increased his strength and pushed him again.

Xue Yao, whose eyes were blindfolded, was half pushed, half supported, forward, turned, and forward.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the guard beside him helped him untie the blindfold and the rope.

It was dawn at this time, Xue Yao got used to it for a while, and then opened his eyes, and found that he had returned to the entrance of the barracks. He felt that he had walked five miles, and he had no idea where he had just been taken.

The guard took his arm until he walked to the Seventh Prince's big tent, and said, "Go in."

Xue Yao was suddenly not sure whether this person was an enemy or a friend, and he let him go back to see the little fat boy. He was so grateful that he ran away into the big tent.

The first time he got his wish, he saw the little fat boy sitting on the couch. After a brief moment of excitement, he realized that there were two senior guards of the Tong family army standing on both sides of the little fat boy.

The little chubby boy changed into the prince's ordinary clothes, and he didn't even have a saber.

The little chubby boy who had never experienced such a parting of life and death in his life was surprisingly calm at the moment, sitting there raised his eyes and asked Xue Yao: "Are you okay."

Xue Yao saw the little chubby boy's claws on his legs, but it was not in a relaxed position, but his fingers were pinching and pressing the legs, and he looked pale because of the force.

It was the first time he discovered that the fat cub would show a calm demeanor in the face of real danger, but this did not make Xue Yao feel relieved, on the contrary, his eyes were red with distress, and he couldn't show the aura of the seventh prince in front of the two Tong family troops up.

For the first time, he dragged Zai Zai back.

But after adjusting quickly, Xue Yao pretended to be fearless and smiled: "I'm fine, Your Highness got up so early? Have you eaten yet?"

The usual master-servant dialogue is also a contempt for the two guards.

Xue Yao walked to the edge with his head held high and his chest held high, and asked a few daily words as if nothing happened.

Noticing that the chubby cub's middle coat was wrinkled and leaking out of the front, Xue Yao thought he must have changed the clothes by himself, and there was no one to serve him, so he sat down, leaned forward, unbuttoned the front of the chubby cub, and put it on again.

So close.

The chubby cub's thumb suddenly stuck to the bruise at the corner of his mouth.

"Who hit it?"

Xue Yao couldn't control the little fat cub's question with a faint grunt, and the tears that he had finally held back rolled down.

"Wait, master smash his mouth." The promise made by the seventh prince with such a serious expression has never broken his promise, he will smash the mouth of anyone who bullies Yaoyao.

"Yeah!" Xue Yao tried his best to answer sonorously, and at the same time frantically wiped away tears with his sleeve, not daring to look at the two guards beside him, for fear that his embarrassing scene would be discovered and affect the majesty of the little fat boy again.

Choking so much that my throat hurts.

Xue Yao had many, many questions to ask, such as where did the commander of the imperial army go, where did the sixth prince go, what happened, and why did the third prince's people stay in the tent.

But it is obviously not suitable for detailed communication now.

It took him a while before he realized that the little fat cub had exchanged him with the third prince for two soldier talismans.

At this moment, he could only blankly maintain his final dignity, pretending to be at ease with the little fat cub for dinner under the eyes of two unfamiliar hostile eyes.

At noon, the fish and roast leg of lamb that was originally lunch turned into gruel with a few spoonfuls of less than half a grain of rice.

The little chubby boy didn't act like a coquettish adult to ask for meat like before, but like a real crown prince, he ate in a dignified manner, rinsed his mouth, wiped his mouth, and then quietly played chess with Xue Yao to pass the time.

Xue Yao, who was confused, couldn't keep the real calmness of the Seventh Prince. He stared at the two guards from the corner of his eye all the time, and from time to time, he would collide with each other's eyes, and he was found to be flustered.

But Xue Yao soon learned that the real reason for the little fat cub's calmness was not because of his backbone, but because he had an escape plan.

It was not difficult for the Seventh Prince to sneak attack on the two guards on shift, but it was difficult for the third-tier guards outside the camp, and it was even more difficult to escape with Xue Yao.

When laying down that night, Xue Yao heard the little fat cub whispering in his ear: "Don't sleep."

Xue Yao guessed that the Seventh Prince was about to act.

The Third Prince's people don't know that there are children with the so-called "returning physique" in the world. They don't know that such children can sense their breath through thick curtains, or even tens of feet of air, and slack off a little in the middle of the night. It will become an opportunity for the child to escape.

After knocking out the two guards in the tent like lightning, the Seventh Prince took off their sabers and shared one with Xue Yao.

Xue Yao followed the Seventh Prince to the tent door, waited for the Seventh Prince to judge the airflow outside, and took the opportunity to slip out the door quietly.

When Xue Yao rushed out, he thought that there was no one outside, but when he looked up, he saw two soldiers not far away, adding wood to the fire, but their backs were turned to him, and they were about to turn around at any time.

Xue Yao's heart stopped beating twice in shock, he gritted his teeth to remain calm, and followed the Seventh Prince silently into the gap between the two camps from the south.

There happened to be a group of patrolling guards ahead, trotting past.

Xue Yao held his breath to the limit, slowly exhaled a little, then inhaled a little, the group of soldiers seemed to slow down, he immediately held his breath again, his whole body tensed and trembling.

The cold body was suddenly embraced by an arm behind him, and he was pulled back into a warm and reliable embrace.

Xue Yao's restless phoenix eyes suddenly widened, and he could feel the warm breath of the Seventh Prince brushing against his ears, and his tense body immediately relaxed a little.

Xue Yao felt that even if he was caught straight at this moment and his body was destroyed, it would not be so scary, as long as he was with the little fat boy.

Courage supported him and followed the little fat cub to escape the main barracks firmly.

Running wildly like flying in the dark night of early summer, not knowing the direction, only following the footsteps of the Seventh Prince.

The legs and feet that were kicked and injured last night quickly lost their control. Xue Yao could no longer feel the existence of the two legs, but somehow the instinct could still drag them to follow the little fat cub, but the footsteps became more and more chaotic, and he couldn't help it. It's getting slower and slower.

Xue Yao was very afraid of losing his heel, but he didn't want to stop the little fat boy. Talking at this time was a waste of energy.

It's better to just gradually get separated in this dark night, he thought, as long as the little fat cub can escape back to Beijing.

Soon, he found that he really couldn't hear the little fat cub's footsteps.

Xue Yao, who had lost his backbone, finally gave up on himself, let his legs go on strike completely, and ran for a long time, making his throat full of fishy sweetness.

He wanted to lie down.

A hand suddenly grabbed his hand in the darkness, and the voice of the little fat cub rang in his ears: "Yaoyao, if we have to run to the post in half an hour, their horses won't be able to catch up."

Xue Yao seemed to come alive suddenly. It turned out that the seventh prince stopped and walked back to look for him, and did not leave.