The prince disliked her, and the legitimate daughter was reborn and married to the regent

"Why is this place..."

Zuo Mingyuan paused for a moment. He looked at Langya beside him with a questioning look, as if hoping to get an answer from him.

However, Langya was also confused by the scene before her. The scorpion ant colony they passed by in the afternoon had disappeared for some reason.

Originally, they were planning to take a detour to see how long it would take to get there, but now all the scorpion ants have disappeared, and no one knows where they have gone.

"There's no time to worry about it. Let's go back first."

Yun Nian pointed in the direction of the city. The moonlight was about to dim, which meant that day was about to dawn.

"That guy said he would give us three days, but that was not necessary at all. We finished it in one night. Turancha died at my hands. Now Ke Luo's army must be in chaos."

Zuo Mingyuan lowered his head slightly. When he spoke, Yun Nian could feel the vibration of his chest. The sound seemed to be right next to her ears.

"At least we have bought enough time. Once father has dealt with the army at the East Gate, he will definitely be able to spare a hand to help us."

There was a relaxed smile in his tone, and it seemed that he already felt that he had a sure victory in this battle.

But Yun Nian still felt a trace of uneasiness in her heart. One Turancha was dead, but Ke Luo still had countless Turanchas. If she didn't get rid of the mummies, she would never be able to feel at ease.

What's more, there is the mysterious-looking national teacher. He should not be a member of Ke Luo. No matter his name or appearance, no one knows where he came from.

However, maybe Fuqiu would know something. She remembered Song Yanga's face that suddenly turned ugly when she held the bell.

Of course, she would not destroy the things Fuqiu gave her, but it was surprisingly useful to use it to scare the Imperial Master.

He seemed to know what had happened to Yun Nian. She had to go with Ke Luo. However, everything had to wait until Jisha City was settled.

Without the scorpion ants blocking their way, they returned to the city very quickly. When the first rays of sunlight fell, Zuo Mingyuan had already placed Yun Nian in front of the door.

When she pushed the door open, Fuqiu was still asleep, but Lanying in the outer room woke up after hearing the slight noise.

"elder sister……"

"Shh!"

Yun Nian quickly made a gesture to keep quiet and smiled at him soothingly. Seeing her return safely, Lan Ying's eyes were full of happiness. He covered his mouth and nodded.

……

"Victory always belongs to Ke Luo! Warriors, step forward..."

The bearded man spat out blood, glared at the middle-aged man in front of him who suddenly retracted his spear, and closed his eyes unwillingly.

Unlike the west gate of Jisha City, the scene at the east gate is much more tragic. If Zuo Mingyuan saw the scene here, he would definitely be surprised.

Countless bodies were left uncollected, covering the scorching desert. Their skin was burned red at first, then turned into a strange green and red color.

General Zuo Kangping looked at the red tassel on the spear, which had become darker due to the moisture of blood, but there was no trace of joy on his face, even though he had just killed the general of the Ke Luo army.

"Why are they so desperate, constantly pushing forward at the cost of human lives as if they were sending themselves to die?"

This was different from the Keluo people he had repelled before. They seemed to be expecting something and fought the Daan soldiers fearlessly, fighting to the death.

"How's Huo Mingyan doing?"

He asked the guard behind him, but he just shook his head.

"General Huo has not sent any message, but according to the information we have received, the troops there are slightly less than ours, so I think it won't be too difficult for General Huo to deal with it."

Zuo Kangping heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this. He looked at the gradually retreating enemy soldiers and waved his arm.

"retreat!"

Then he asked in a low voice,

"What about Zuo Mingyuan? He only knows how to tease others every day. I wonder when he will grow up. How can he win the favor of the girl he likes?"

What's more, she is the girl who is loved by thousands and the pearl of Luochuan City. Everyone wants to pick her up, but how can it be so easy?

When he thought of the man's dark green eyes, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Even he would feel a strange fear when he saw His Royal Highness the Regent. How could he compete with that kid Zuo Mingyuan?

"The young master arrived at Jisha City more than ten days ago, and should be at the west gate now. It is far away from the battlefield, but there are Turancha's troops harassing from time to time. It will be no problem for the young master to inherit your throne."

Hearing this, General Zuo's wrinkled face finally revealed a smile that had not appeared for a long time.

"Humph, the one stationed at the Simon Gate is that brainless guy Turancha. If he can't even handle this guy, then he's not worthy of being my son."

Although he said so, there was still a complacent smile on his face. He believed that Zuo Mingyuan would be able to do a good job. Guarding Jisha City was a perfect opportunity for him.

……

Yun Nian was so tired that she changed her clothes and wiped her body hastily before falling on the bed.

Although she was led all the way and was not physically exhausted, she had consumed too much energy when facing Song Yanga. After returning to a safe place, she began to relax.

Her breathing was shallow. Fuqiu beside her smacked her lips, and crossed her legs to rest on Yun Nian's body. The petite girl pushed her long legs over as usual, turned over and continued to sleep.

The sunlight became even brighter. Lan Ying and Lu Xi had already gotten up to fetch some water and prepare some meals.

Fuqiu finally woke up and slowly opened her eyes. As soon as she opened them, she was startled by the person in her arms.

Yun Nian huddled in her arms obediently. Of course, saying she huddled in her arms was just an exaggeration. In fact, it was Fuqiu who locked her up herself.

It might be related to her childhood experience. Fuqiu didn't like sleeping alone. It made her feel scared. That's why she kept so many male lovers and randomly selected one every night.

She only restrained herself a little when she was with Yun Nian. For some reason, she didn't want Yun Nian to think that she was a fickle woman.

The bell in Fuqiu's hand left a small mark on Yun Nian's arm. She carefully pulled her arms and legs out and tried to tuck Yun Nian's hand back into the quilt.

As her sleeves slipped down, she saw that Yun Nian's hands were empty, and the bell she had given him also disappeared without a trace.

Ke Luo's people would never dare to accept her bell, and Yun Nian would never lose it. There was only one person who would want to take her bell.

"Song Yanga."

She uttered a few words through gritted teeth.