The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 2003

Chapter 2003: Chapter 1002: Childhood Sweethearts (Jingkong Arc Finale)

He was momentarily stunned and said, "Sir, I’ll go to meet the battle!"

It’s just a rookie; he could kill him with one move.

"Xuan Xuan Xuan, where is Xuanyuan Xi! Come out and face death!"

The child spoke arrogantly, but whether from fear or something else, his entire voice trembled and sounded somewhat immature.

Xuanyuan Xi’s brow furrowed slightly as he spurred his horse forward.

The vast battlefield was filled with flying dust.

Two horses galloped towards each other relentlessly.

The man watched Xuanyuan Xi in golden armor charging at him like a war god descending from the heavens, and the fierce killing aura instantly turned his little face deathly pale.

"I I I I I... I came to kill—Waaaah—I won’t kill—I’m going home—"

The little Wei soldier looked up and cried loudly!

The rest of the Wei soldiers simply couldn’t bear to look.

The helmet that was already too big for the little Wei soldier’s head fell off with a clatter, revealing a small head with long black hair cascading down like a waterfall, lifted by the fierce wind, brushing against a delicate and lively face.

Xuanyuan Xi’s expression paused suddenly.

The killing aura around him came to a halt as he sharply reined in his horse, causing Little Shiyi’s hooves to almost spark on the ground.

He barely stopped at a distance of three paces from the other.

He stared for a moment without blinking, finally calling out tentatively, "Xiaoxue?"

"Hmm?" Shangguan Xue was stunned, looking at him with tearful eyes.

Xuanyuan Xi’s aura was terrifying, and even a glance made her shiver.

Xuanyuan Xi pushed up his visor, realizing it wasn’t enough, he simply took off his helmet: "It’s me."

Shangguan Xue blinked her tear-filled eyes and asked dazedly, "Jingkong?"

The once-stoic war god youth smiled brightly on the battlefield for the first time: "Xiaoxue!"

Shangguan Xue’s eyes widened: "Jingkong!"

It was as if time had returned to many years ago, in the bustling National Master Hall, where two little ones flapped their tiny arms, leaning forward, one with a sticky, syrupy voice and the other with a babyish voice.

"Xiaoxue!"

"Jingkong!"

"Xiaoxue!"

"Jingkong!"

"Xiaoxue!"

"Jingkong!"

"Is it really you?" Xuanyuan Xi rode Little Shiyi a step closer, making the already frightened little white horse tremble even more.

He raised his hand, gently wiping away her cheek’s tears with his fingertips, "You still haven’t learned to ride a horse?"

"Mm!" Shangguan Xue nodded sadly.

"Then why are you here to fight?" And you still want to kill me.

Shangguan Xue said aggrievedly, "I’m the princess of Wei Country, if I don’t come, I’ll be given to that Xuanyuan Xi!"

Xuanyuan Xi’s lips curved slightly, and he laughed softly: "So that’s how it is."

"I..." Shangguan Xue’s horse was scared, and she was scared too, both shivering fiercely.

Xuanyuan Xi couldn’t help but laugh, reaching out his hand to her.

As people grow up, their hearts gradually grow cold and hard, especially for Xuanyuan Xi, who was on the battlefield at twelve; his heart had built walls long ago, letting no one in easily.

Yet they met in the age of innocence, having shared the purest and best moments, she always remained in the softest corner of his heart, like family.

Shangguan Xue hesitated for a moment, then reached out her hand to him.

She trusted Jingkong without reservation.

The chubby little hand they once held as children had now become slender and delicate.

Xuanyuan Xi held it in his palm, gently scooped her up, and placed her on Little Shiyi’s saddle in front of him.

At last, Shangguan Xue let out a long sigh of relief.

The little princess feared nothing and no one, except riding a horse.

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