In the middle of the night, Ning Chen was invited to the handsome tent by someone sent by Changsun, only to find out that the military advisor in Beimeng sent a messenger to send a letter.
After opening the letter, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that Fan Lingyue couldn't wait to get rid of him.
Their ideas are very similar, and they all think that getting rid of each other is the most direct and effective way.
"Go back and tell your strategist, and say that Ning Chen will come to the appointment on time." Ning Chen used force in his hand, destroyed the letter into shreds, and responded calmly.
The Beimeng guards folded their fists and saluted, then turned to leave.
"Can't you see such an obvious trap? You can't go here," Zhangsun said angrily.
Ning Chen shook his head and said, "Niangniang, this is the only chance and the only hope for us to win. I will give it a try anyway."
"No!" Zhangsun said angrily, unmoved.
"Niangniang, I have made up my mind. If you really think about my safety, let me think about how to get to this tomorrow's appointment." Ning Chen's expression also sank, and he did not give in at all.
"You!" Zhangsun was shaking with anger, this kid just wanted to be mad at her!
At this time, Qing Ning also came to hear the news, and before he arrived in the tent, he heard the two quarreling, and quickly entered to separate the two temporarily.
"How can you talk to the goddess like that?" Liming reprimanded outside the tent angrily.
"It's too late to explain, Sister Lime, come with me"
After speaking, Ning Chen turned his wheelchair and walked towards his tent.
After arriving at his tent, Ning Chen immediately took the pen and ink, wrote a series of names, and said, "Sister Qingming, you go alone, be careful, remember, you must come back before dawn"
Lime took the paper. After being surprised, she nodded lightly, and left quickly in the dark of night.
In the tent, Ning Chen was the only one left, sitting there, silently contemplating with closed eyes, he was thinking, what exactly is Fan Lingyue's trump card.
Fan Lingyue can't do martial arts, this is a matter known to the world, and he and her have also been in close contact with her, and he did not feel any martial artist's breath from her.
In this world, the martial artist, except for the innate, it is absolutely impossible to completely conceal his aura.
If that's the case, what's her reliance on that
Fan Lingyue was very accurate, knowing that he would not refuse such a tempting appointment, and he really had to be unable to refuse, because this was the only chance for him to help the eldest grandson win this war.
What was it, Ning Chen tried his best to think about it, but he still didn't have any clue.
In this world, apart from him, could there be other people who have weapons that can deal with martial arts
It was only three hours before dawn, and Ning Chen didn't move again, just sat there, thinking hard, this appointment was too crucial, he didn't want to make any mistakes.
At dawn, Qing Ning finally came back. After Ning Chen said a few words, he kicked him out of the tent, and then tossed him alone.
The eldest grandson had been here several times, but Lime shook his head and blocked him from the tent. At this time, she was the only one who could support him.
The eldest grandson was angry, and his face turned pale, but he was still blocked by the lime.
Lime is heartbroken, but very stubborn.
In fact, Ning Chen only said one sentence to her, "If I die this time, I will still smile. The lady is a woman of gold, and no matter how strong she is, she will be unable to bear it. I will try my best to win this opportunity. I'll leave the rest to you."
After half a day, Ning Chen came out wrapped in a thick shirt, and pushed the lime up and walked all the way to the north. The eldest grandson stepped forward to stop it, but was blocked by a jade pendant, Ning Chen took the jade pendant out and said softly, "Miss, you said you would agree to two requests from me, but the first one has been given up, now I To say the second, is to ask you
let me go"
After finishing speaking, Ning Chen respectfully gave the last salute, then walked around the eldest grandson and continued walking.
Changsun stood there blankly holding the jade pendant, his heart throbbing.
The voices in her ears were still unbroken. On that day, she promised him that he could meet his two requirements. The first one was that he wanted to leave the palace, but she refused without hesitation. Now, he proposed the second one, but she never Unable to say the words of refusal.
In the cold wind, Li Ning pushed the person who wanted to go north all the way to the north. In the north, the young general accompanied the person who wanted to go south all the way to the south. The four of them finally met before sunset.
"Sister Qingming, you can go back." Ning Chen glanced at Qingming and said softly.
"You also step back." Fan Lingyue waved her hand and said calmly.
Both of them looked worried, but they had to turn around and leave, slowly disappearing into the dark night.
"Daxia Imperial City parted, I didn't expect that we would meet again under this circumstance," Fan Lingyue sighed softly and said.
At that time, she had something she wanted to do, so she didn't care much about Ning Chen's identity, and didn't expect to let the person she wanted to get rid of the most.
Ning Chen also sighed, this may be the so-called providence, if at that time whoever recognized the other's identity first, there would be no more today.
"Should I call you Yueling, or Fan Lianyue?" Ning Chen's eyes were complicated, and it was God's will to trick people. Who would have thought that the person who said goodbye to the sword that day has become your life-and-death enemy today.
"It's just a title. You concealed your name, and I also concealed my name. It doesn't count who deceives who."
Fan Lingyue walked behind Ning Chen and quietly pushed her wheelchair to walk under the moonlight, still as natural and unpretentious.
In this world, perhaps only he and she are the most similar and best acquaintances, but unfortunately, they have become enemies.
"Is the ideal you mentioned back then still counted?" Ning Chen asked softly without looking back.
Fan Lingyue nodded and said, "I didn't lie about this."
"The world is peaceful and the people are prosperous?" Ning Chen mocked softly.
"Heh" Fan Lingyue chuckled and said, "It has never changed!"
"Does your so-called world include Daxia, and your so-called common people include the people of Daxia?" The irony in Ning Chen's words became stronger.
"Of course" Fan Lingyue replied, no doubt.
Ning Chen sneered, his tone regained his calmness, and said, "I thought my face was thick enough, but I didn't expect to meet an opponent with you"
Fan Lingyue is not at all angry, and her beautiful face is still as calm as before, perhaps with a smile, she always likes to talk to people like her, even if it is not speculative.
She has seen too many stupid people in this world, and when Ning Chen appeared by chance, she felt a little bit of joy at the same time she was afraid.
Loneliness is always the scariest thing, and she has been alone for a long time. "Fan Lingyue, what are you thinking about? The war that Beimeng provoked not only brought fire to Daxia, but also brought disaster to Beimeng. Do you think the 300,000 soldiers behind him? In the end, how many people will return to the Northern Mongolian Royal Court alive?"
Ning Chen asked in a deep voice.
"I will do my best to bring them all back," Fan Lingyue said softly.
"Do you really think you can fight the entire Great Xia by yourself!" Ning Chen sneered.
"That's the truth," Fan Lingyue replied calmly.
The words fell, and the two fell into a brief silence. After their positions were opposed, although they were still standing together as before, they really stopped talking.
"Fan Lingyue, what role does Daxia play in your so-called world peace?" Ning Chen asked with a deep exhaustion flashing in his eyes.
Fan Lingyue smiled softly and said, "The world of Beimeng is too small, I need to bring them out, and Daxia is the biggest obstacle in front of this, that's all."
"How do you know that the people of Northern Mongolia despise their own small world? Maybe this is just your personal wishful thinking."
Once again, Ning Chen couldn't hold back his emotions, and sarcastically said, in front of this woman, he doesn't need to hide himself, and there is no need for it.
Fan Lingyue did not answer, but asked calmly, "You are not a commoner of Northern Mongolia, how do you know that they will not despise their own small world?"
"Hmph, arrogant words." Ning Chen was angry, but he had nothing to say. He was indeed not from Beimeng. He didn't know much about Beimeng, but he only knew that it was indeed a region with poor resources.
Fan Lingyue's words may be good, but her methods are too drastic.
"Fan Lingyue, Yan Guicheng's 170,000 Xia soldiers, or millions of civilians, just because you were killed in a single sentence, wouldn't you feel any guilt?"
"No, there will always be people who have to sacrifice on the road to peace, you are the same, so are I, and so are they"
"You're a lunatic!"
Ning Chen sneered, he once thought he knew this woman very well, but now he found out that he was wrong, this woman is a lunatic, and he doesn't understand at all. Fan Lingyue did not argue, and said lightly, "There are so many normal people in this world, so this world is so abnormal, why can Daxia occupy the fertile Central Plains, while Beimeng can only live in the cold north? world, world
The world of people, not the world of Daxia"
Ning Chen had nothing to say, the division of kingdoms existed in all dynasties and even different worlds, and peace in the world has always been an ideal, and no one or any era can truly realize it.
"Fan Lingyue, if you go on like this, you will destroy Daxia and the royal court of Beimeng. In this world, there can be no true peace and fairness. It never happened before, and it will never happen again." Ning Chen sighed, advised. "You haven't tried, how do you know you can't do it?" Fan Lingyue sneered, and then continued, "Do you know what the biggest difference between you and me is that you don't want to try, because you hate failure, and I never Regardless of this, fail again
How, if I fail, the big deal is that I will give up my life to bury the dead people in the world."
"But, no matter what, I have tried it. On the road to peace in the world, I don't want to regret anything listening to the moon, and I won't regret it."
In the icy cold wind, Fan Lingyue stood upright, her beautiful face full of determination and ruthlessness. Her life was so short, she didn't want to see the world when she was dying. Ning Chen put away his clothes and felt a little coldness. The northern sky really made him unhappy. It was already spring, and it was still so cold...