Fast Travel System: A Happy Life

Chapter 181

Chu Qinghe looked at the high palace wall through the small window, "Teacher, how long do you think Chu can last?"

There were barbarians burning, killing and looting in front, while Zhou Guo was on the sidelines, and Jing Guo was plotting behind him.

As long as any party can capture Chu, the territory will be expanded by half immediately.

What's more, if Zhou Guo wants to fight Jing Guo face to face, he must also get rid of Chu State that lies between them.

"I don't know," Tai Tuo was discouraged and decadent, "If... if the Chu Kingdom is united, any difficulty can be overcome, I'm afraid..."

Chu Qinghe understood what the Taifu didn't say, "Who doesn't want to live?"

The more powerful the person, the more greedy for life and afraid of death.

Maybe some of them have already arranged their way out.

Tai Tu closed his eyes in pain, choked with sobs and said, "This old minister is willing to do this last thing for the state of Chu."

"Today, Taifu just pretends that he hasn't seen me." Chu Qinghe achieved his goal and didn't stay any longer.

After calculating the time, it was almost time for Chu Qinghong to open the kit.

She wants to go back and prepare early.

...

Chu Qinghe, Qingzhu's master and servant hurried back to Fengyang Palace.

Chu Qinghe returned to the dormitory and retreated from the surrounding waiters.

Qingzhu originally wanted to help her take a bath and change clothes, but she had no choice but to back down.

She is waiting, waiting for a result.

...

East Palace.

Chu Qinghong still stayed alone in the study.

In front of him was an exquisite kit.

As the sky gradually darkened, he glanced out the window, moved the candlestick on the desk to his hand, and slowly opened the kit.

Inside is a small note.

After reading it at a glance, Chu Qinghong's eyes widened in disbelief. His face was ferocious, and it was even more terrifying under the dim candlelight.

The hands resting on the desk tightly clenched their fists, and then slowly released them.

Finally, with a wry smile, he put the small note on the candle.

Mars quickly rolled up a small note.

The small note burned bit by bit, until there was still a distance left, Chu Qinghong quickly put the burning paper into the teacup.

The smell of burning ashes inside the house was very strong.

He took the teacup and walked to the incense burner with a solemn face, and poured the remaining residue into it.

He went to the window again and opened the wooden window wider.

There seemed to be dots of fire in the distance.

After a while, he saw the princess and a large group of maids on their way.

He tidied his clothes, flicked the non-existent ashes, walked to the outer hall with a calm face, sat in the hall with a serious attitude, and slowly sipped tea.

Soon the Crown Princess came, and she slowly blessed herself outside the palace gate, "His Royal Highness."

Chu Qinghong nodded slightly.

The concubine held a food box and spread it out in front of Chu Qinghong, "I saw that you didn't leave the study all day today, so I came here to take a look."

The tip of her nose moved slightly, as if she smelled a strange smell, she sniffed lightly, "Your Highness, is the veil burning in the room?"

Chu Qinghong went to hold the chopsticks for a short pause, and quickly returned to normal, "No, I burned incense, and my clothes were wet. I tested it on the incense burner, and the smell is a bit strong."

The crown princess twisted her handkerchief and smiled lightly, "Your Highness doesn't ask people to send clothes either."

She didn't ask the bottom line, but lightly covered the subject, looking at Chu Qinghong expectantly with her starry eyes, "Is it delicious?"

"En." Chu Qinghong responded in a muffled voice.

He suddenly said, "Go back to Xu's house tomorrow."

This sentence was like a thunderclap on the ground, Xu Zijin couldn't recover for a long time.

She couldn't believe what she heard, the prince wanted to send her home.

Is she about to be divorced?

Taking a deep breath to calm down, he asked with a tearful voice, "Why?"

What is she doing wrong?Obviously, there is no conflict between the two, and they have always treated each other with respect.

"No." Chu Qinghong put down the chopsticks in his hand, took a sip of the tea, and avoided Xu Zijin's eyes, "This trip is extremely dangerous, and the Xu family can hold you safe in the future."

"I don't want it," Xu Zijin, who had never said harsh words and lost his temper, roared loudly.

Two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down the fair cheeks, hidden in the collar, "Why do you think I'm a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

She was angry, sad, heartbroken, and more of a deep sense of powerlessness.

She always knew that Chu Qinghong didn't like her, it was all her own wishful thinking.

But they still became husband and wife.

She wanted to be a princess, but...

She lowered her eyes in pain, "Chu Qinghong, do you really have a heart?"

Chu Qinghong was not moved at all, "No, if your surname is not Xu, I will not marry you."

"So just use me," she felt ridiculous, how could she have fallen to this point.

"No, I never bothered."

Xu Zijin felt that the two did not embarrass her, she put away the weeping expression on her face, and said ruthlessly, "As long as I don't leave for a day, the princess of the East Palace can only be me."

Chu Qinghong looked at her now, raised her eyebrows and said, "Stop pretending?"

"You," Xu Zijin pointed at him angrily, "Chu Qinghong, my Xu family is sorry for you, you want to humiliate me like this."

"Which point?" Chu Qinghong sneered, "What do you think?"

He stood up, raised a head higher than Xu Zijin, and looked down at her, "Your Xu family's crimes are too numerous to list, do you want me to come one by one?"

"Whose pocket did the Tobu's money go into?"

"Why is Master Wu charged with collaborating with the enemy?"

"Why haven't the slums in the north of the city been renovated?"

"Why did the stone bridge in Songzhou collapse?"

"How many people died in the flood three years ago because of the epidemic, and whose handwriting is this?"

Every time he said a word, he took a step in front of Xu Zijin.

He had a gloomy face, Xu Zijin felt afraid of him for no reason, and stepped back step by step.

The more Chu Qinghong spoke, the angrier she became, and she had been suppressed for too long, all she needed was a vent to let these emotions pour out.

Xu Zijin was cornered step by step, leaning his waist heavily on the table and looking at Chu Qinghong in panic. She had never seen him clearly before.

Finally, Chu Qinghong said calmly, "Why did I marry you? You should ask the ghosts under the stone bridge in Songzhou, the people who died because of the epidemic, and your good father."

After Chu Qinghong finished speaking, he shook his sleeves and left. He hated himself for not being more ruthless, why he had to behave like a gentleman, and why he had to learn the Emperor's Balance Technique.

There is a strong killing intent in his eyes, in this world, anyone who is disobedient can just be killed.

Why do they treat other people's lives like ants for a little bit of petty gain.

When did he become as indecisive as his father.

For this expedition, he has already made preparations that he will not come back.

But when he saw the kit left by Chu Qinghe at night, he realized that he had done too little.

Ronghua, Ronghua, obviously wanted to give Chu Qinghe a lifetime of glory and wealth.

I never thought about how an innocent and carefree princess survived in chaos.

Yes they ignored it.

Perhaps he never thought that the Chu State would decline.

He must win this battle.

Definitely must come back.

Because there are people here who want to protect.

(End of this chapter)