The imperial city of Kucha thousands of miles away.

The resplendent palace gate was kicked open, and the setting sun mixed with blood poured into the hall.The sounds of begging for mercy and shouts of killing intertwined into a grand and bloody song of killing that crashed into this originally quiet space.

In the setting sun where the dust was floating, a young man in brocade clothes came in with a long sword that was still dripping blood and gleaming with cold light.The heavy military boots stepped on the long road that climbed dragons, pans, phoenixes, gold and jade, and originally only allowed the most noble people to walk.Winding bloodstains slipped from the hem of his clothes and dragged a long way on the ground.

The young man in black and fine clothes walked all the way to the glittering golden dragon chair, and looked at it up and down.Then he sneered without much respect, stepped on the chair, leaned over, and sat on it unceremoniously.

When the deputy general of the Dingyuan army came over, what he saw was such a picture of his own coach sitting on the king's throne in Kucha.

The corner of his mouth twitched, thinking that he and others were still stepping on other people's territory, so he finally persuaded him tactfully, "Your Highness, this is not good."

The person sitting crookedly and casually on the throne is still young, and his face is between a youth and a teenager.He reclined on the throne back chair, with one foot bent and stepped on the chair, his left hand resting on his knee, and the tip of the long sword in his right touches little by little on the gorgeous carpet under the throne.The blood dripping from the sword stained the carpet red.

Hearing the deputy general's words, the young man in brocade clothes on the throne looked up at him, and lazily said, "This whole hall is just one chair, I'm so tired from fighting for them, just take a rest. Why don't you let me sit here?" Sit on the ground?"

The deputy general glanced at the empty hall, and had nothing to say, "...can you at least sit upright?" That is the throne after all!

The young man in brocade clothes gave a "tsk" impatiently, "Whispering."

"..." The lieutenant took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to press the bulging veins on his forehead, and was about to speak, when a long chirp came from far and near.As soon as he turned his head, he saw a majestic goshawk gliding in with its wings wide open.

So what, this eagle looks familiar?

The lieutenant watched helplessly as the goshawk spread its wings and flew in imposingly, and flew straight at the young man in brocade clothes sitting on the throne, and flapped his wings as soon as he got close.The person sitting on the throne jumped up instantly.

"Little brat, what a shame you are!"

The lieutenant watched blankly as his psychotic coach brazenly fought an eagle on the throne of the King of Kucha, and the feathers of the birds flew wildly in the palace.He silently stretched out his hand to wipe his face, well, this eagle really looks familiar.

The guards who came in from behind looked at the scene in the hall dumbfounded. Seeing that their highness and coach seemed to be at a disadvantage, they were a little entangled and wondered whether they should go up and help.

"Han, Lord Han...what should I do?"

A lieutenant general surnamed Han sighed tiredly, "Go, bring a pot of fresh meat."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the scene behind him where the blood flowed into rivers of corpses, paused, and added silently, "...don't take human flesh."

"……Yes."

When the guards went to the kitchen in the palace and brought over a pot of fresh mutton, everyone in the hall finally ceased fighting.Across the royal case of King Qiuci, the young man in brocade clothes held a sword in one hand, and tapped the goshawk standing on the royal case with the other hand, gritted his teeth and said,

"Little bastard, you know how to mess with me. Isn't it just that you have a different name from that fox? If you have the ability, go and fight that fox!"

Goshawk standing on the imperial case was tilting his head and grooming his hair, when he heard this, he turned his head and gave the young man in brocade a disdainful look.

"twitter."

An eagle crowed so angry that the young man in brocade clothes almost jumped up to fight it again.The adjutant hurried over with the guards carrying fresh meat and stopped him, "Your Highness, it's important."

The young man in brocade clothes gave a "tsk", kicked the case, and finally stopped.With his long legs bent, he sat down next to the imperial case, and took another look at the eagle on the imperial case.Uncle Ying stood there with a very character, without even looking at the fresh meat fed by the guards.The young man in brocade glanced at it with contempt, tapped his fingers on the surface of the desk, and finally dragged it past the meat basin that the guards put on the desk.

"Go down, I'll feed you."

Waiting for Uncle Ying to eat and drink, the young man in brocade clothes threw the empty basin, and unceremoniously dragged the goshawk's foot tied to the bamboo pipe. Goshawk cast a glance at him, but this time he did not protest.

Pulling out the paper silk that recorded the news from the bamboo tube, the young man in brocade just glanced at it casually, and suddenly stood up from the ground, and even the long sword that had just been placed on his knee "ping ping pong" with his movements. "Pong" rolled down the steps and didn't care.

"Your Highness?" The lieutenants and guards beside him immediately looked at him when they heard the sound.

The young man in brocade stared at the note for a long time, and finally turned around, taking a look at the shining golden throne behind him.The young man in brocade clothes didn't say a word, just walked over and kicked him.

"..." The adjutant and Jinwei looked at each other silently, with the same meaning in their eyes.His Royal Highness fell ill again?

The young man in brocade clothes finished kicking, glanced at the note, went up and kicked again in disbelief.The lieutenant general and the guards stood there silently watching him convulse, and were trying to figure out whether they should blame the rebels if he was too angry to smash the throne, when the young man in brocade suddenly turned his head, with a blank expression on his face. Looking at them with expression, "Tell that old man in Qiuci that the cost of sending troops from Dingyuan Army will be doubled."

"..." The lieutenant nodded calmly, and then he was going to go back and follow the army division to figure out what reason to ask for money.

The young man in brocade turned his head to look at the throne behind him, and kicked it for the third time in displeasure, and then walked down, casually putting the note in his hand into his arms.

"The whole army."

The lieutenant general and several guards immediately looked solemn, stood up straight, and stood with their heads bowed.

"His Royal Highness, are you ready to return to court?"

The young man in brocade sneered, "Who said that? I'm not in a hurry now, so we'll just stay here. We'll talk about it until the next military order comes."

"Yes!"

Just as he finished speaking, the footsteps of the young man in brocade clothes suddenly stopped.Looking back at the deputy general behind him, he rolled his eyes, raised his hand and stroked his chin, and changed his mind, "Han Ze."

"Subordinates are here."

"You stay with the army."

The lieutenant was taken aback for a moment, looked up in a little surprise, and saw his coach raised his hand and pointed out a few more guards.

"Several of you, take a team of people with me to the border to pick up someone."

Jin Wei suddenly answered "Yes", the lieutenant frowned and looked at his coach, "Are you going to pick him up in person?"

"Of course I want to go in person." The young man in brocade clothes hooked the corners of his lips, and the smile on his lips was a little weird, "After all, this person is very important..."

Valley in the desert.

When Xia Qing found Chu Liuxiang, he was sitting on the stone platform playing chess with Ming Yueye.

"Any news about Rongrong and the others?"

Xia Qing nodded, "When our people came into contact with the old department of the Desert King, they said it very readily. It seems that the whereabouts of the three girls are not a secret among them."

Xia Qing looked at Chu Liuxiang as if he was relieved, looked over with concern, couldn't help but glance at his own lady, and then continued, "According to them, the three girls are actually their little prince, the son of the king of the desert, Hei Zhuzhu, please." The honored guests who went there. After they arrived in the Great Desert, they have been eating and living with the little prince, and their relationship is very good."

Ming Yueye frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.But suddenly, she remembered that Chu Liuxiang didn't seem to know that Zamuhe's son, that is, Black Pearl, was actually a girl.After a pause with her fingers pinching the chess pieces, she immediately raised her eyes to look at Chu Liuxiang, only to see the man in white was also looking at her.Seeing her looking up, Chu Liuxiang's eyes flickered, and he touched his nose, the man slightly looked away.

Xia Qing didn't notice this small movement between the two, and continued, "But about a month ago, the little prince saw the pearl horse she left for Chu Xiangshuai before riding back empty-handed, thinking that Chu Xiangshuai You were in danger, so you rushed to Guanzhong with the three girls. They are probably already in the Central Plains at this moment."

Chu Liuxiang nodded and said with a smile, "I see, please trouble Miss Xia."

Xia Qing hesitated for a while, "We also have spies in the Central Plains, should we continue to investigate?"

"That's unnecessary. Since Black Pearl has no ill intentions towards them and they have already returned to the Central Plains, I can rest assured. After I enter the customs, I will find them myself."

"Yes." Xia Qing nodded slightly, glanced at his young lady, saw her nod slightly, and then backed away.

"Do you know that Zamuhe's son, that is, the little prince Heizhu, is actually a girl?"

The light and elegant voice was like spring water brushing against the bluestone, Chu Liuxiang was slightly startled, and turned her head.The girl in white clothed in snow lowered her eyes slightly, a few strands of black long hair slid down her fair and beautiful side face and fell to her shoulders, she held a polished white crystal chess piece in her right hand, her fingers were as soft as creamy white jade, A touch of icy white was slightly hanging from the fingertips, which was as beautiful as a work of art, making the man on the opposite side dazzled slightly.

Ming Yueye blinked her eyes, her eyes seemed to be on the chess board in front of her, but she didn't know where her thoughts drifted.There was no response from the other side, Ming Yueye unknowingly exerted a little force on the fingers that were attached to the chess piece, and slightly parted her pale lips, she said softly, "This Black Pearl girl likes you?"

Chu Liuxiang exhaled lightly, looked away from her hands, and smiled slightly, "Why do you see that?"

"If she didn't like you, she wouldn't do this to get your attention."

The man in white just smiled when he heard the words, "Maybe."

Mingyue Ye put down her hand, the transparent chess piece rolled from the fingertips to the palm of her hand, and it became cold.Xia Qing had already left, and the surroundings became quiet, only the sound of the gurgling stream was heard, and she heard her own voice faintly, "What about you? Do you like this Black Pearl girl?"

At this moment, Chu Liuxiang was holding on to a black chess piece and looked down at the chessboard. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "She is a good girl."

Ming Yueye played with the white chess piece in her palm and said lightly, "Since you know that she is a good girl, if you have no intentions for her, please tell her clearly." Her slender eyelashes drooped slightly, and her fingertips were drawn on the smooth chess piece. However, "Girls' beautiful years are only those few years, and they are not worth spending on those who are not worth it."

Chu Liuxiang suddenly raised her eyes slightly, "Are you talking about me?"

The girl in white held the finger playing with the chess piece, "This is your business."

After she finished speaking, she casually threw the chess pieces into the chess box, stood up and said calmly, "This is the end of the game." Her arms fell slightly, and the snow-colored sleeves fell down like butterfly wings, following the movement of her turning around. Lightly tilted, the flowing light brought out by the delicate dark lines on the sleeves flows like water waves under the light sky for an instant, as if alive.

Chu Liuxiang sat on the spot and looked at her back as she walked away without hesitation. After a while, she lowered her eyes and smiled helplessly, "I'm angry."

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