Who is Chu Qiao's biography?

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"Third brother, why are you here?"

"I should ask you this, Chun'er." The third prince smiled casually, his eyes full of teasing, "Chun'er, why are you here?"

Yuan Chun pursed his lips, and scanned the surrounding soldiers vigilantly.

The third prince continued on his own, "Ah, I see, Chun'er is here to rescue Wei Shuye, huh?"

"But, Chun'er, how did you know this? Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that Chun'er is really not a little girl."

"Third brother, what exactly do you want to say?" Yuan Chun coldly interrupted the third prince's words, and clenched the dagger in his sleeve.

"Chun'er, how much did you contribute to the matter of Yanbei and Yu Wenyue?"

"Chun'er doesn't know what third brother is talking about."

"Don't you know? Then why did you come today? Yan Xun turned back to Chang'an so easily, it was because of the ineffectiveness of the imperial guards, and Wei Shuye was responsible. But Chun'er, you were able to get these extremely secret news and came to rescue him , Is it not because I feel ashamed in my heart?"

Yuan Chun didn't say a word, and looked around again.

"Don't look, Wei Shuye was just deceived by others, he is not the real sinner. Chun'er, you have to pay for what you did."

"Oh," Yuan Chun finally showed a sarcasm smile, "Then is this what the emperor meant, or is it up to you, third brother?"

"Is there a difference? Anyway," the third prince got on his horse and signaled to the people around him, "Thank you, little imperial sister, for giving me a chance to make meritorious deeds."

"I don't think third brother can rely on this to ask for rewards."

The third prince looked at Yuan Chun with cold eyes and Yuan Chun's bodyguard who was already lying on the ground, just smiled contemptuously and turned to leave.

66.

Yuan Chun stood in place wearing a red dress, her hair was scattered during the fight, and whose pale face was stained with blood, making her look coquettish and fragile.

Looking at the soldiers who were getting closer and closer, Yuan Chun closed his eyes tiredly.

"Damn it," Yuan Chun murmured, "I should use some snacks when I learn from him."

She knew that no one would come to rescue her.

She has understood from the very beginning that in this world, she only has herself, and she can only rely on herself, and cannot rely on her family. Yan Xun would not choose her at all.

She is never alone.

The sword in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. She listened quietly to the sound of the wind and the approaching footsteps of the soldiers, and felt a sense of relief in her heart.

However, where did the sound of fighting come from?

She opened her eyes and saw Yan Xun galloping towards him under the blue sky and white clouds, this is...

Yan Xun drew his bow and shot an arrow for her to block the murderous sword, and stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms immediately.

"why you?"

"Who else but me."

67.

Yan Xun rode a horse and looked at Yuan Chun, who was in a mess in his arms and full of displeasure. He felt in a good mood and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at!" Yuan Chun stared back at him viciously.

"Is that how you treat your savior so fiercely?"

"Hmph," Yuan Chun turned his head back and sneered, "Saviors. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be hunted down like this."

"Your third brother wanted to kill you, and he used Wei Shuye as a trick. You are stupid and jumped straight in. Do you blame me?"

"It's your fault! It's your fault!"

Yuan Chun was poked at a shameful point, and became angry from embarrassment. While repeating angrily, he bumped Yan Xun back with his shoulder hard.

Yan Xun was hit by Yuan Chun's chest tightness, his arms tightened, and he held Yuan Chun in place: "Don't make a fuss, fall again."

"If you fall, you will fall! Go away, I don't want to ride a horse with you."

"Hey, who does Princess Yuanchun want to ride a horse with? Fengmian? Or Jing? Why don't you just find a pretty face for you?"

"That's good. I want someone with red lips and teeth, white skin and tender flesh, and I'll bother you with rough ones."

"Either you say you don't understand, it's called masculinity."

"Ouch, I'm sick of it."

Yuan Chun couldn't move, so he tried his best to make Yan Xun vomit, but Yan Xun didn't get angry, and looked at Yuan Chun with his wrinkled face like looking at a novelty toy.

Yuan Chun was so stared at that the hairs all over his body stood up, and he continued to put on a show of attacking him: "What are you looking at? Don't look at it! Look again and dig out your eyeballs and feed them to the dogs!"

Yan Xun moved his eyes away, squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

68.

"Hey, how did you know?"

"Feng Mian said."

"Oh, so you left Feng Mian to give you a tip-off, really cunning."

"Actually, Fengmian is reluctant to pick the weeds, my adult beauty."

"Then you are really amazing."

"I have already notified Yuan Che, there should be no problem."

"What else can go wrong? It's like holding the throne in front of him. If there are still problems, then he is the idiot among idiots."

"You have nowhere to go now."

"..."

"Would you like to follow me back to Yanbei?"

"..."

"How about it?"

"..."

"Speak."

"……To shut up!"

Yan Xun Extra Story

I don't love Won Chun.

From childhood to old age, among countless things I know very well, this one is especially clear to me.

That girl, innocent and willful, kind and arrogant, grew up held in the palms of everyone, surrounded by flowers and jewels, she couldn't see blood dripping, she couldn't hear the noise of wind and cranes, she thought the world was just like her father, queen, mother and concubine. It's as sweet and beautiful as it was outlined for her.

How ridiculous, the two people who created this illusion for her, one covering the sky with one hand in the harem, and the other stirring up the situation in the court, their hands are full of blood, but they gave birth to a daughter who can't see the blood.

Sometimes I suspect that there may be something wrong with Yuan Chun's brain, and there are some things that even Yuan Song can understand, but she can't figure it out.

I am a proton, and I stayed in Chang'an because the emperor feared my father. My situation is difficult, and the royal family will only make my situation more difficult. Therefore, Yuan Song will just stand aside silently when I am squeezed out. Get involved.

But Yuan Chun didn't understand.

It's okay for others to taunt me, but she insists on standing up, like a tigress protecting her cubs, and talking to others, until the others don't speak.

I looked at other people's playful eyes, with a smile on my face, but my heart was full of mixed feelings. Forget it, she is still a child, she doesn't understand.

I said this to myself, pampering her like a little sister, but looking at the increasingly obvious attachment in Yuan Chun's eyes, I realized that something seemed to be running in the wrong direction.

Yu Wenyue said that I was a good candidate for being a spy. I am afraid that no one in the world is better at pretending to be a fool than me. I was smiling at that time, and I also recognized my intelligence in my heart.

Looking back in the huge palace many years later, I realized that I was really smart. In my life, I have only been stupid in three things. I was forced to leave, and there was one more thing, which was all the smiling faces for Yuan Chun.

what happened to her

She is a heartless little princess who wears a bright yellow dress and hugs a little rabbit in the back garden all day long. How could she be dressed in a red dress full of hatred and frighteningly want to kill her on a battlefield full of gunpowder smoke and blood? Chu Qiao.

I looked at the complicated expression on Chu Qiao's face, and a voice in my heart told me that something very bad happened to Yuan Chun.

I thought I was already invulnerable, but I didn't realize that cowardice has nothing to do with how many people you kill.

I couldn't even ask, and I couldn't even listen to Chu Qiao's words.

I looked at the dark night outside the window, and understood who Yuan Chun really hated. I thought, how much she loved me before, she will hate me now.

But it doesn't matter, I don't care, I never care about her love, so I still don't care about her hate.

Zhao Xifeng was killed by me, Yuan Song was exiled to the frontier, Wei Shuye was shot to death by an arrow, and only Yu Wenyue and I were left to fight to the death.

For the camp we each guard, for the person we all love deeply.

What's the point of being despicable, what's the point of using Achu, who I once valued the most, as bait, as long as I can win, as long as I can win, I close my eyes, the youthful spirit of the past, and the wine and words flashed before my eyes one by one, I opened my eyes Open your eyes and issue orders, compared with sitting on the world, all those things are nothing.

I watched Chu Qiao crying and running towards Yu Wenyue on the ice lake, and I still had a little luck in my heart. If Yu Wenyue died, maybe I could still bring Chu Qiao back. Leave someone with me.

At that time on the Jiuyou Terrace, I looked at my mother, and I felt so lucky in my heart that I hoped that she would stay, but my mother and Chu Qiao chose the same path, they followed their lover, and there was no People care about the me that is still in this world.

I held Yu's hand too hard and felt the pain of bleeding. I said in my heart, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ah Chu, I'm sorry, Yu Wenyue... I'm sorry...

The snow was so heavy, I stood there, looking at the calm ice lake, the army behind me was silent, I was a little dazed, I turned around to leave, but for some reason I looked back at the ice lake, and suddenly remembered Yuan Chun.

After she failed in the assassination that day, she walked out of the hall step by step. When she reached the threshold, she seemed to look back at me. At that time, what was she thinking?

If I can meet again one day, I have to ask her. I made such a decision in my heart, without any consideration of how embarrassing the scene would be if we met again.

But in Nayu