The Invincible Sixth Prince

Jia Yao lay in Yun Zheng's arms, feeling the warmth, but her thoughts went back to quarter of an hour ago.

She almost committed suicide in front of the wolf god statue.

At the critical moment, a feather arrow flew through the air.

This arrow is like a meteor chasing the moon.

"Ding……"

The feather arrow hit Jia Yao's golden sword hard.

Jia Yao was exhausted at this moment. The impact of the feather arrow made her lose her grip on the golden knife in an instant. Her grip loosened and the golden knife fell to the ground.

Jia Yao suddenly opened his eyes, only to see his mentor Bu Du rushing towards him at a rapid speed.

My dear teacher...why are you here?

Jia Yao panicked and wanted to bend down to pick up the golden knife, but Bu Du had already rushed in front of her and kicked the golden knife away from her.

"Princess!"

Budu's eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed Jiayao's wrist and shouted in pain, "How could you be so stupid?"

Jia Yao felt guilty and did not dare to face Bu Du's gaze.

"Master, I..."

Jia Yao opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

She wanted to cover it up so badly, as if she could make up an excuse to get away with it.

But, not everyone saw what she did.

No matter how much she tried to hide it or make excuses, she could not hide it from the mentor who had watched her grow up.

"do not talk!"

Budu raised his hand to stop Jiayao, "I understand!"

"Have you forgotten? I watched you grow up!"

"Looking at Beihuan now, no one knows you better than me."

"Ever since you decided to make Yun Zheng the King of Da Zhaori against all odds a few days ago, I had a feeling that you might do something stupid..."

Bu Du looked at Jia Yao with a look of heartache on his face.

Jia Yao started learning archery from him at the age of four.

He taught Jiayao how to draw the bow and put the arrow on, made a small bow suitable for her, and made a finger guard for her.

Jiayao is very smart and hardworking.

Whether it is martial arts or archery, he masters it faster than others.

She never slacked off just because she was the apple of the eye of the Great Chanyu.

Even when it was freezing and snowy, she would get up on time to practice martial arts and archery.

When she was fourteen, she had already mastered the skill of shooting two arrows at the same time. After another four years of hard practice, when she was eighteen, she surpassed her mentor and mastered the skill of shooting three arrows at the same time.

He has always been proud to have such a disciple.

For Budu, Jiayao is the object of his loyalty, his apprentice, and his daughter.

How could he not feel distressed when he saw Jia Yao committing suicide due to the overwhelming pressure?

"Teacher..."

Jia Yao's eyes were filled with tears and she sat down on the ground dejectedly.

It turned out that my mentor had already seen through my thoughts.

It's ridiculous that I thought I acted perfectly and fooled everyone.

"Princess, you deserve Beihuan!"

"If it weren't for you, Beihuan would have suffered an even greater defeat on the battlefield!"

"Yun Zheng cannot be judged by ordinary people. Anyone who leads the army will only fail!"

"When we suffered consecutive defeats in Riftwind Canyon and Death Valley, we were already defeated! You are just cleaning up the mess for us!"

"If you hadn't been constantly dealing with Yun Zheng, many more people would have died in Beihuan than now!"

"You are Beihuan's hero! You are also the pride of Beihuan and Budu..."

Buduhu's eyes were filled with tears, and like a kind father, he patiently persuaded Jiayao.

To this day, he has never denied Jiayao's excellence.

Unfortunately, Jia Yao met her nemesis.

If it weren't for Yun Zheng, Jia Yao would definitely be the brightest general in the world.

If it weren't for Yun Zheng, the title of the world's number one general would most likely have gone to Jia Yao.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in this world.

It's just fate!

Jia Yao closed her eyes in pain and let the tears flow, "I'm sorry to my father and Master Banbu. My father raised me and gave me all his love. Master Banbu taught me the tactics of war and supported me with all his strength, but I..."

"You deserve them! You deserve everyone in Beihuan!"

Bu Du shook his head gently, "On the battlefield, life and death are determined by fate!"

"When two countries go to war, how can there not be casualties?"

"Daqian is killing our people, and we have also killed people from Daqian."

"When Emperor Wen led an army of 500,000 to fight in person, didn't we kill enough Daqian people?"

"Over the years, we have continuously invaded Daqian. How many of them have we killed?"

"The battlefield has its own rules, and the battlefield has its own way of life!"

"If Hujie Great Chanyu and the Imperial Master are still alive, they would never want you to do anything stupid!"

"You have to believe that if you are in danger on the battlefield, no matter if it is Hujie Great Chanyu or Bambu, they will do their best to save you, and they are willing to exchange their lives for yours!"

"They are just like me. They are proud of you and hope you live well."

"If you do something stupid like this, you will be truly sorry for them!"

"Princess, you have lived for Beihuan for several years. Please live for yourself once..."

All the words that were weighing on his mind were spoken out at once.

He should have said these words to Jia Yao a long time ago.

However, he didn't know how to tell Jia Yao before.

He knew Jia Yao too well, and he didn't know whether Jia Yao could listen to him.

Jia Yao sat on the ground with his head down, his face full of pain.

She couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart!

She just wanted to give herself an explanation!

Budu squatted down, sat next to Jiayao, raised his head and gently stroked Jiayao's head.

Looking at the white hair on Jiayao's head, Budu felt even more distressed.

"We fight wars with neighboring countries and constantly invade them. Is it really because we are born to love war and killing?"

"When have we ever gone to war, it was not because we were in trouble or because other countries were going to attack us."

"Nowadays, the grassland has finally become peaceful. Although we can't say that we have enough food and clothing, at least we won't go hungry."

"This is all thanks to you, Princess!"

"Whether you are the Princess Regent of Beihuan or the concubine of King Jingbei, as long as you are here, the people of Beihuan will have a backbone..."

Bu Du's voice was a little hoarse.

He didn't know if he could persuade Jia Yao.

But he hopes that Jiayao can let go of the burden in her heart and live happily.

After a long while, Jiayao slowly raised her head and looked at Budu with tearful eyes, "Master, Jiayao is in so much pain, Jiayao feels like she's going crazy..."

Torment!

In fact, she suffers every day.

However, she deliberately concealed her pain and didn't let others see her suffering.

The pain in her heart had tortured her to the point of collapse.

"Silly boy……"

Budu sighed and patted Jiayao's head gently, "Didn't Bambu tell you something?"

"What?"

Jia Yao asked blankly.

Bu Du looked solemn and said quietly, "People all come to this world to experience tribulations. Love, hate, sorrow, joy, separation and reunion are just ways of experiencing tribulations..."

Jia Yao stared at Budu blankly.

Her mentor, Bambu, had indeed never said these words to her.

"Have a good life!"

Budu touched Jiayao's head and said earnestly: "When you have gone through all the disasters in this life, you don't have to be a human in the next life, and you don't have to endure these pains and tortures..."

Don't you feel both heartache and self-blame in your heart?

They are just so useless.

Let Jiayao bear all of this.

But she is just a woman in her twenties!

How he wished that Jia Yao could shed her halo and become an ordinary woman.

Not for anyone, not caring about anyone's eyes, just live for herself...