Baili Jingqi's face is gloomy. He slowly turns around and stares at Huo Mingzhu. His eyes are full of misunderstood resentment.

"What do you think?"

As one strides closer to Huo Mingzhu, Bai Li Jingqi's heart is beating rapidly. His pupils are dark as if they can't see the bottom. Compared with his pale face, it's more frightening.

"After so many years of fighting and so many Dayong warriors have died, don't you see that this is a disaster accumulated by the bones of so many people? If you don't marry Xinyue to the desert, do you still want to see a lot of bones, and how many families in the desert are separated? "

Bai Li Jing Qi, who is also annoyed by Huo Mingzhu's questions, why does he want to see such a result?

Although she doesn't have a close relationship with Princess Xinyue, she is her sister by blood and one of the only children left by her father

Not only because Xinyue is the daughter of her father, but also because she is a member of the royal family of Dayong, and because she represents Dayong's face.

If she is really sent to the desert, does Baili Jingqi not know that it is a kind of surrender?

However, the current situation does not allow him to think about what his body looks like. Baili Jingqi knows better than anyone. He wants to create a prosperous age in the remaining time for ah Jin and his children, but there are too many things to do, but his time is too little.

The desert can never be completely destroyed in a moment. All he can do is to find a way to let ah Jin have a buffer time. At least, she can have a peaceful time and raise a pair of children.

When bailiyan grows up, as a man, he will have the ability to protect his mother and sister. At that time, even if the desert strikes again, bailiyan Jingqi will be able to feel at ease if he is buried in the mausoleum.

Only he can know the anxiety and pain in his heart. Without telling Huo Mingzhu, he has to be scolded by her. Baili Jingqi's heart is more and more painful.

"I would like to exchange a daughter of the royal family of Dayong for ten or twenty years of peace in Dayong."

"You --"

Huo Mingzhu is almost choked with anger. She looks at such a fierce Baili Jingqi and his eloquent plan to push the newly haircut Princess Xinyue into the hands of the demon Yelv. Her heart is like a mass of disgusting cotton. She breathes with anger.

"Why do you become like this - Xinyue is still a child, can you really be so cruel and use her fresh life to exchange for a moment of peace?"

Shaking her head in pain, Huo Mingzhu's suspicious eyes have been staring at Bai Li Jingqi's angry expression.

This man has changed.

"In the past, you were not like this. You would not sacrifice an innocent life for your own benefit, and you would not yield so easily. Now you are so cruel!"

At that time, Baili Jingqi would not be so lack of fighting spirit, he would not be afraid of death, and he would not give in.

In my mind, I remember that Bai Li Jing Qi, who accompanied me to the military camp in Mobei at that time, ignored life and death and regarded the Tartars as enemies. Why... Why did he become such a cold-blooded and cruel emperor in just a few years?

It was at that time that Huo Mingzhu's heart was delivered to the man when he lived and died together in the enemy's barracks. Now when we look at Baili Jingqi, it becomes very ridiculous.

Everything has changed, not only Baili Jingqi, but also herself.