Bingwen looked at Xia Chu's back as he rode away. In less than a moment, he completely blended into the night. He chewed on the instructions before leaving and sighed softly.
On the surface, Xia Chu seemed to have let go of Su Qianle's betrayal, but now, after all, he didn't even want to say her name.
The moonlight was like water. Bingwen reached out and pinched the center of his eyebrows. Why were all the people who came to him looking for people? Except for Su Qianle, when he said goodbye to Xianli before, he also promised to find her brother for her...
When Su Qian'an followed Xia Chu's order and went to pick up Wuma Hua before leaving the palace, Zhao Xingwen was alarmed.
When Zhao Xingwen learned that General Zhao was going to leave camp overnight, he immediately wrote a letter and asked Gu Shirou to deliver it to Huo Wenshu, and then went with them to Mingsa Garden.
General Zhao was not surprised when he saw the completely unfamiliar Wuma Huacai. Instead, he saw Zhao Xingwen frowning and asked, "You will be getting married to Wen Shu in more than three months. Stay in the capital."
Zhao Xingwen naturally refused: "Last year, the country was peaceful and the people were safe, and the frontiers were stable. It was okay for my grandson to be greedy for his children's personal relationship. But now that wars are raging, how can my grandson be greedy for pleasure and stay in the capital with peace of mind."
Old General Zhao was relieved and somewhat sentimental: "That Wen Shu..."
Zhao Xingwen lowered his eyes: "I have left a letter for her. If I can return to Beijing as scheduled, I will definitely marry her in a big sedan chair. If not..."
"No, no, you will die before you start the battle. Is this what I taught you?" Old General Zhao shouted angrily, blocking the unlucky words he had left in his mouth.
Zhao Xingwen was startled by his scolding, and then heard his tone of agreement, and immediately moved to him with a shy face and smiled happily: "The person my cousin sent this time is not simple."
Old General Zhao glanced at Wuma Huacai lightly and rolled his eyes at Zhao Xingwen: "When did he send someone so simple?"
Zhao Xingwen opened his mouth to say more, but General Zhao had already ordered to break camp and set off.
Zhao Xingwen glanced at the capital lustfully, and finally got on his horse without looking back...
As the Zhao army set off, Xiao Mubai brought Raven, Han Sa and Xian Li to the gate of the North City.
He originally planned to go straight to the Shi family camp in Shiliting, but unexpectedly found a tent set up five miles outside the city. Inside the tent, there was a figure of a woman holding a tea cup, and smoke rising upwards.
Han Sa glanced at Xiao Mubai, and saw him slightly nodding and driving his horse forward to inquire, but Concubine Li's soft voice came from the tent: "His Royal Highness, King Mo, left the city a little late, so I am also It’s been too long to wait.”
The moment Hansa's sharp sword was unsheathed, thousands of assassins from Lingmen suddenly fell down, surrounding the tent airtightly.
"Don't scare the prince so much that he doesn't dare to come in." Su's hand was waved in the tent, and more than a thousand people rushed behind the tent.
Lian Yan opened the curtain, revealing a ray of candlelight in the tent. In the yellowish halo, Li Fei, who was as hazy as smoke and water, was sitting in front of the table, holding her smooth forehead with her left hand, provocatively Looked at Xiao Mubai outside the tent.
Xiao Mubai lowered his eyelids and whispered to the raven beside him: "Is he there?"
The raven nodded and glanced at a tree on the right.
"I'll leave the rest of the men behind to you." As soon as Xiao Mubai finished speaking, the figure of the raven had already risen into the sky and swept out. More than a thousand people in the mausoleum gate quickly formed a line and pressed against him densely. Come over.
While Raven was fighting with them, Han Sa held a sharp sword and approached Li Fei's face.
"The two countries have not yet killed each other. Your Majesty has been leading the army for many years. Don't you know this truth?" Concubine Li looked calm, her tone was contemptuous, she looked away and turned to the tea cup again.
Just when Han Sa stabbed into the tent, a star dart missed the original direction of his sword.
Xiao Mubai suddenly jumped into the air and thrust his sword in the direction of the thrown dart. Cheng Ying unsheathed his sword and hissed through the wind. The sword energy was sharp and soared upward.
Han Sa was just feinting, and then retreated after failing to hit the target. His eyes were locked on Xiao Mubai's figure, and he saw him force a masked man out of the tree.
The masked man jumped up like a dragon and jumped towards the bottom of the mountain.
Xiao Mubai's feet felt windy, and he chased after him like a fleeting shadow.
The two of them stood on a cliff, one behind the other. Xiao Mubai slowly raised Cheng Ying towards him, pointed the tip of the sword directly at his mask and said coldly: "Take it off."
Concubine Li's soft voice sounded from inside the tent, and she said nonchalantly with a full sense of laziness: "I kindly invite him to tea, but he doesn't appreciate it. If you show mercy to him, he won't appreciate it either. Either let me He knows or he never knows, you have to choose."
Han Sa was confused by what Li Fei said. He looked down at the two people standing on the mountain. Could it be that the prince and the masked man knew each other
Hearing this, Xiao Mubai's eyes flashed with chills, and his voice became more serious: "Take it down, I want to see it with my own eyes!"
The masked man's eyes became more and more hesitant and struggling. He suddenly jumped up, spun in the air, and landed directly behind Xiao Mubai. He turned the hilt of the sword with his wrist instead of the tip of the sword and hit him directly in the empty door.
Xiao Mu's white eyes were as cold as lightning, and he suddenly jumped up. A clear sword roar came from Chengying, and the dazzling sword light rushed down, piercing the masked man like a gorgeous silver dragon.
There was a loud noise, smoke and dust filled the air, the cliff collapsed, and gravel flew everywhere.
Han Sa was shocked. It seemed that the masked man really didn't intend to take the prince's life, and the prince really showed no mercy.
The two figures were separated as soon as they touched, jumping to both sides, and then overlapping again, the intersection of sharp blades sparked a spark.
Xiao Mubai looked at the pair of eyes exposed by the mask, trying to see some familiar emotion in them.
The abnormally pale skin on the masked man's neck exudes a creepy and eerie look against the moonlight.
In the flash of lightning, his skin suddenly started to turn red, shaking Cheng Ying's sword away, and he rushed straight up in a flash. Han Sa saw a figure flashing in his eyes, and Xian Li quickly pulled Han Sa back. But the man had already rushed into the tent, picked up Li Fei by the waist, and headed towards the Shi family's military camp.
Han Sa couldn't help but touch his neck. Although Xian Li had already pulled him quickly, if the man just took a sword by the way, he might not be able to avoid it.
When Xiao Mubai caught up, the man dropped a pellet-shaped ball, which exploded when it hit the ground, causing grass and trees to fly and smoke to rise.
The four of them covered their mouths and noses and rushed to the heights of the mountain. When the smoke and dust dispersed, even Yan was nowhere to be found.
"Chasing?" Raven looked through the long official road to the camp in the distance. Where else could the man take Li Fei? It must be in the camp.
"Forget it." There was a slight trembling in Xiao Mubai's voice, as if he was afraid.
The whole world suddenly flashed into the black and white tone of many years ago, and memories came flooding back and he tried his best to wave them away.
After a long time, the silvery moonlight filled my eyes.
Dye the lost color back bit by bit...
(End of chapter)