【The Legend of Fairy Mingxue】(Chapter 57)

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First published on February 23, 2017
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Chapter Fifty-Seven: Snow Dances
Across the Land, Beautiful Women Like Flowers Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. At night, heavy snow falls from the sky. Outside the dilapidated temple, a bonfire burns brightly. Beside the fire, a
young woman crouches. Her beautiful eyes are like pools of clear water, and a thin veil covers her face, yet it cannot conceal her captivating beauty .
Such a delicate girl stands
out conspicuously amidst the grotesque statues in the dilapidated temple.
She was warming herself by the fire alone when the sounds of a man and woman talking gradually drifted from outside the dilapidated temple. The woman's voice was sweet and melodious as she said, "
Husband, perhaps we shouldn't disturb them..."
The man laughed heartily, "It's alright, it's freezing cold, everyone has their difficulties when traveling."
The young woman recognized the voices and couldn't help but turn around. It was Yan Yifan, holding Zhu Yaoyu's hand, walking in from outside. Yan
Yifan looked over and exclaimed in surprise, "Miss Fang is here too?"
Fang Bing lifted her skirt to make room and smiled sweetly, "This space is only..." "May I let you come?"
Yan Yifan shook his head and smiled, "Of course not. I'm taking my wife back to the capital, and we're just passing by and wanted to warm our hands by the fire."
Fang Bing's beautiful eyes looked at Zhu Yao's face. Seeing her beautiful features and gentle temperament, she felt a bit closer to her and said, "I
've heard so much about Miss Zhu before. Seeing you today, you truly are a stunning beauty."
Zhu Yao smiled sweetly, "Are you Miss Fang? Yifan mentioned you to me. I didn't expect to meet you tonight. It's quite
fate."
The three of them warmed themselves around the fire, and Yan Yifan only... Gu accompanied Zhu Yao, while Fang Bingyu propped her pretty face up with her hand and said, "Brother Yan, I heard that Murong
Cheng suffered a great defeat and fled back to the capital. Have you heard?"
Yan Yifan fetched firewood and put it into the fire, saying, "I heard, it was expected. However, His Majesty is not in good health, so Miss Fang
must have returned to the capital for this reason, right?"
Fang Bingyu smiled sweetly, not denying it, but asking in return, "Brother Yan, didn't you also return to the capital for this reason? It seems the Third Prince is also a bit anxious
."
When she mentioned Murong Ji, Yan Yifan retorted calmly, "The Fourth Prince rushed back in a hurry..." " The capital isn't much better than anyone
else."
Fang Bing stretched out her jade-like hand and slapped it with a "smack," saying, "Alright! Then Brother Yan, would you be interested in making a bet with someone about
who will sit on the throne of the Northern Kingdom?"
Yan Yifan raised his handsome face and said, "How could I refuse a beauty's invitation?"
Fang Bing's beautiful eyes gazed at the fire and said, "Bing'er thinks that the two princes are evenly matched, and the outcome will likely be that each occupies their own territory
."
Upon hearing this, Yan Yifan suddenly stared into Fang Bing's eyes. Fang Bing removed her pretty veil and smiled beautifully, saying, "Is Bing'er wrong?"
Yan
Yifan took a deep breath and laughed, "It's pitiful that others schemed so much, only to have their secrets exposed by you in a single sentence. I admire you."
Fang Bing smiled, her willow-leaf eyebrows framing her eyes, which seemed to hold autumn water. Her gaze, when she looked at someone, was like a secret
flirtation, intoxicating. Hearing his praise, she showed no arrogance, but instead said beautifully, "Actually, one should learn from Brother Yan.
You even managed to win over that fairy-like Princess Zhao, and Miss Zhu Yao too. You're truly blessed with good fortune. The Fourth Prince is arrogant, thinking himself full of
political schemes; in terms of pleasure, he can't compare to you."
Zhu Yao smiled gently, "Everyone has their own ambitions. Yan Lang doesn't care for political intrigue."
Fang Bing smiled beautifully, "That's not necessarily true!"
Just as she finished speaking, Yuan Shaoqiu's voice came from outside. A cheerful laugh rang out
as Yuan Shaoqiu burst into the temple carrying a jug of wine and two roast chickens. His shouts abruptly ceased. Yan Yifan glanced at him coldly. Yuan Shaoqiu, his face
filled with fear, dared not enter. Fang Bing giggled and secretly stroked Yan Yifan's back with her delicate hand, saying, "Brother Yan, Young Master Yuan
has nothing left now. Why bother with him?"
Yan Yifan frowned and said, "Your constant protection of him isn't necessarily a good thing."
Fang Bing coquettishly exhaled, "What's wrong? Don't be angry with me..."
Zhu Yao had witnessed Yuan Shaoqiu kill Yuan Zhengnan. Even with her gentle nature, she couldn't help but turn her face away. Yuan Shaoqiu,
forcing himself to be bold, approached Fang Bing, ignoring Yan Yifan. Yi Fan, with a broad smile, said, "Bing'er, try this roast chicken. I ran
several miles to buy it..."
Fang Bing took a roast chicken, smelled it, and smiled sweetly, "It smells really good."
She then asked with unparalleled charm, "Have Brother Yan and Miss Zhu eaten?"
Zhu Yao smiled and said, "They ate before we came. My husband took them for a walk."
Yuan Shaoqiu, focused on Fang Bing, said gently, "Bing'er, I've found out. There's an inn in the small town ahead.
We can stay there tonight."
Zhu Yao leaned on Yan Yi Fan's shoulder and said softly, "Is it Tianfu Inn? It's the only inn for miles around. My husband and I will
stay there."
Upon hearing this, Fang Bing smiled and said, "Ah... is that true?" "That's wonderful!"
Yuan Shaoqiu snorted. "What's so wonderful about that!"
Fang Bing glared at him with her beautiful eyes and said, "Don't say that. It's better to have more people to help each other."
Yan Yifan really didn't want to see Yuan Shaoqiu, so he stood up and said, "Wife, let's go."
Zhu Yao stood up and looked at Fang Bing softly, saying, "Miss Fang, then we'll go back first."
Fang Bing nodded and smiled, "Since we're in the same inn, why not go back together?"
Yuan Shaoqiu was about to say something more when Fang Bing stood up alluringly and said, "Alright, then let's go together."
Along the way, only Zhu Yao and Fang Bing talked. Yan Yifan and Yuan Shaoqiu ignored each other. The two women quickly developed
a good relationship and talked about everything. They only parted ways when they returned to the inn.
Snowflakes fell heavily outside the window, and the streets were deserted. Yan Yifan tidied up his bedding, made the bed, and turned
to see Zhu Yao standing alone by the window, dressed in a pale yellow dress, gazing at the snow. Her flowing hair and alluring figure made her look
like a fairy.
After a while, Zhu Yao turned away, suddenly noticing her lover's burning gaze, filled with desire. This made her
smile beautifully, biting her red lips coquettishly, and ask, "What are you looking at, my husband?"
Yan Yifan stared at her body and smiled, "Of course, I'm looking at you."
Zhu Yao blushed slightly upon hearing this and said with a smile, "Men and women should be different. It would be better if a gentleman didn't get too close to a young lady..."
The room was dimly lit by candlelight. Zhu Yao was wearing a pink and yellow silk dress with the front open, revealing a light blue bodice
underneath. Her slender neck and the shape of her breasts, even through the bodice, were clearly visible, making them appear round and firm. In Yan Yifan's eyes, it was truly alluring.
She was already a stunning beauty, and standing by the window, in the dim candlelight, she possessed an ethereal, hazy beauty. Her tall,
slender figure was incredibly alluring. Seeing her lover struggling to resist, Zhu Yao gently moved and sat on his lap, laughing, "I'm
your wife, what do you want? Would I refuse you?"
Yan Yifan couldn't help but reach out and embrace her waist, kissing her snow-white neck passionately. His hands gradually
became more ruthless. Zhu Yao parted her red lips and let out a soft moan, sitting in her lover's lap and gently scolding, "Yan Lang, you're so naughty!"
Yan Yifan, inhaling her fragrance, said dreamily, "Yao'er is famous throughout the world..." "Beautiful lady..."
Zhu Yao smiled sweetly, her eyes sparkling. "How annoying! But I heard that Qingqing defeated Murong Cheng in Dingzhou. Qingqing is truly
amazing!" Yan Yifan's desire subsided somewhat when he thought of Zhao Qingqing. Zhu Yao nestled in his arms and softly asked, "Husband, 　　what should we name
our child ?" 　　Yan Yifan blurted out, "I've already decided! How about Yan Yunxuan?" 　　Zhu Yao stroked her lover's chest with her delicate hand, saying, "Yunxuan is a good name, like you, my husband, a gentleman." 　　Yan Yifan was pleased to hear this and said, "It's getting late. Let me help you undress..." 　　Zhu Yao blushed deeply, even her delicate body... Her body went limp, and her face flushed with embarrassment as her lover carried her to the bed and undressed her, revealing 　　her breathtakingly beautiful, snow-white body in the blink of an eye… 　　But before they could make love for long after the lights were turned off, Zhu Yao suddenly heard the door to 　　the next room creak open, followed by the sounds of Fang Bing and Yuan Shaoqiu entering and talking. Zhu Yao let out a soft moan and hurriedly whispered, “Husband, don’t…” 　　Yan Yifan had no choice but to stop, but Yuan Shaoqiu next door said irritably, “That guy surnamed Yan is really annoying!” 　　Fang Bing then laughed and said, “Alright, Brother Yan is actually a very good person. Who told you to be so careless and say those filthy things? What 　　man can stand that?” 　　Yuan Shaoqiu … Qiu muttered a few words, then suddenly came up behind Fang Bing and said, "Bing'er, how about we share a room tonight?" 　　Fang Bing was busy making the bed and frowned, saying, "No!" 　　Yuan Shaoqiu stubbornly persisted, "But I don't want to go back tonight." 　　As Yuan Shaoqiu spoke, his gaze fell on Fang Bing making the bed. Seeing how alluring she was, he was about to move closer when Fang Bing turned around 　　and said, "If you keep doing this, I won't take care of you anymore!" 　　Helpless, Yuan Shaoqiu could only return to his room in a huff. Zhu Yao couldn't help but whisper, "This Yuan Shaoqiu is really incorrigible 　　!" 　　With Fang Bing in the next room, the two of them didn't dare to be intimate and could only fall asleep together in each other's arms. 　　※※※ 　　Dingzhou City was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers to celebrate the victory. The princess's residence received a large number of gifts from the Inner Mongolian envoys, and a 　　grand banquet was underway. The generals, summoned back, had torches forming a fiery dragon, and there was singing and dancing. On the field was a Mongolian dance full of exotic charm. Prince Lin 　　Qin, sitting next to Zhao Qingqing, laughed heartily, "Seeing the princess today, I am still amazed by her beauty." 　　Zhao Qingqing shook her head and 　　smiled, "You flatter me, Prince. I find this Mongolian dance quite heroic and charming; I like it very much." Zhu Lin, standing beside her, laughed, "My princess has been talking about you since returning from Changjun. Your refusal to submit to the Northern Kingdom 　　is truly admirable." 　　Lin Qin hummed in agreement and said: "Then, Princess, have you personally seen my marriage proposal?" 　　Zhao Qingqing gently stroked her hair with her jade-like hand and said, "I am deeply honored by Your Highness's favor, but I already have a husband 　　, so I must decline Your Highness's offer." 　　Lin Qin looked disappointed and said, "Oh, then I was too presumptuous." 　　Zhao Qingqing admired the people dancing around the campfire, her heart filled with wild thoughts. There were countless people holding hands, singing and dancing, their 　　torches linked together like a fire dragon. Prince Lin Qin drank heartily, and Zhao Qingqing had no choice but to drink with him. Fortunately, Zhu Lin 　　was clever and knew that Zhao Qingqing didn't like to talk to people much after going to sea, so he also picked up a wine cup and kept her company. 　　General Balu and Wang Jingsheng sat together chatting and drinking, enjoying themselves immensely. Zhang Biao and Wu De, arms around each other, rambled on. Li Mu 　　sat with A Juan, and Ouyang Ni and Yuan Xiaodie sat together. Prince Lin Qin, having drunk his fill, clapped his hands and summoned two Mongolian warriors to 　　perform a dance. 　　The two Mongolian warriors entered and began wrestling, leaving the audience amazed and thoroughly entertained. Late into the night, whole roasted Mongolian 　　lambs were laid out on the table, and everyone drank heartily, ate large chunks of meat, sang, and danced with great relish. 　　Little Mudskipper, unpopular, sat in a dark spot. Zhao Qingqing instructed Zhu Lin to bring him wine and 　　meat, which he ate alone, appearing lonely and forlorn. 　　Since returning from the sea, Zhao Qingqing often seemed lost in thought, her mind preoccupied. Zhu Lin vaguely understood 　　what was going on. During the lively banquet, Prince Linqin took a bite of mutton and said, "The coronation ceremony will be held in Dingzhou tomorrow 　　. For this, my tribe is offering two thousand head of cattle and sheep, and nine hundred warhorses." 　　Zhu Lin raised his wine cup and laughed heartily, "Your Highness is truly generous! In return, my country will present Your Highness with twenty cannons, eight hundred muskets 　　, and forty beautiful women." 　　Prince Linqin was exactly what he needed, and beamed with joy, saying, "I thank Your Highness." 　　Zhao Qingqing dared not drink too much, substituting tea for wine, saying, "I've had too much to drink, and my head is a little dizzy. I'll head back now. Zhu 　　Lin, please keep Your Highness company." 　　Zhu Lin replied with a "Yes, sir!" and turned to invite her to join him. 　　Ouyang Ni had a few drinks with Yuan Xiaodie when she noticed Zhao Qingqing going back to her room alone. Curious, she 　　followed her. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Zhao Qingqing sitting behind a screen, tears streaming down her face. Ouyang Ni sighed softly, "Sister 　　..." 　　Zhao Qingqing wiped away her tears, raised her pretty face, and smiled, "I...I cried because I was thinking about sad things..." 　　Ouyang Ni went over and sat beside her, saying, "Sister, you can tell me what's on your mind..." 　　Zhao Qingqing wrinkled her nose and said softly, "I'm just a passerby. Dingzhou doesn't belong to me. I want to leave here and wander 　　alone."

Ouyang Ni's gaze fell on her, and she sighed softly, "I know you have unspeakable sorrows, sister, but the world is in chaos now,
where can you go alone?"
Zhao Qingqing shook her head and smiled, "Let's take it one step at a time. How about I go to Yaochi or the Demon Realm?"
Ouyang Ni pouted and said, "Then who did you see when you and Zhu Lin went to sea that day, sister? How could the Demon Realm be a safe haven for you
? Besides, you are now the lord of Dingzhou, why do you insist on wandering?"
Zhao Qingqing exclaimed sweetly, "The world..." "Is there no place for me in this world?"
Ouyang Ni grabbed her hand and said, "Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad for you to marry Zhu Lin, sister."
Zhao Qingqing turned her face away and said, "That wouldn't be fair to Zhu Lin. Besides, I only have him in my heart. If I hadn't met
him when I was little, if we hadn't developed such deep feelings, what would it matter if I married Zhu Lin? No matter what Zhu Lin is like, at least he's been incredibly good to me."
Ouyang Ni sighed softly, "It's just that you've fallen too deep into this sea of love, sister. Now, turning back is harder than climbing to heaven."
Zhao Qingqing smiled, then two lines of tears streamed down her face. "I've always been devoted to Yifan, but I never imagined that fate would be
so unfair to me. Every night I cry until my pillow is soaked, and who's there for me? Besides wandering the world, I... I really don't know what to
do with my heart."
Ouyang Ni felt a pang of sadness and said, "If you had known things would turn out this way, you should have chosen Zhu Lin, sister."
Zhao Qingqing looked at her own body and wept, saying, "I'm afraid you'll have a hard time in Dingzhou in the future, little sister."
Hearing this, Ouyang Ni's beautiful eyes welled up with tears. Liu Dao: "Heaven has been so unfair to you, sister! How can I
bear it?"
Zhao Qingqing, her voice trembling with tears, said: "I've always wanted to protect the empire for our ancestors, but I never imagined that
each emperor in the Zhao family would be so despicable. Things have come to this point; what use is Dingzhou to me now? My beliefs have crumbled, and I'm
utterly despondent. What can I do without attachments but wander the world?"
Ouyang Ni embraced her delicate body and cried: "Don't rush, don't rush, think about it again, think about it again..." 　　Beneath a plum tree, Murong Chong's brows relaxed slightly, and a smile appeared on his handsome face. "The winter plum only blooms in winter; only
then 　　can its beauty be truly highlighted." 　　Consort Mei gracefully shifted her body and sat on a stone bench, saying, "So it's the Fourth Prince..." 　　Murong Chong sat down with an air of nonchalance. After a long silence, Murong Chong suddenly said, "The world is unpredictable. This old man said he couldn't 　　go on like that. With so many beauties in the harem, what will become of us?" 　　Consort Mei was in the prime of her youth, possessing exceptional beauty. Murong Chong had been observing her since his arrival. Consort Mei's bright eyes were clear 　　and unwavering, and her voice was gentle and melodious as she said, "The women of the harem..." "What, Your Highness, do you intend to decide?" 　　Murong Chong stood up, admiring the plum blossoms in the courtyard, and said, "I intend to make Xiao Fei the emperor." 　　Consort Mei turned her face away, coldly saying, "What emperor? Just your puppet..." 　　Murong Chong shook his head and laughed, "You can't say that. Perhaps Xiao Fei is my own flesh and blood. Speaking of which, I like 　　your cold demeanor in public. So cold, yet so captivating in bed!" 　　Consort Mei frowned and spat, "Shameless!" 　　Murong Chong wasn't offended and chuckled, "How many times have you played with me, and you're still so cold as ice? Ah, I've called you here tonight 　　for no other reason than to trouble you to let me kiss you again." 　　※※※ 　　Day finally broke, and Dingzhou City was shrouded in a blanket of white snow. Heavy snow fell on the clothes of tens of thousands of soldiers. Inside the pavilions 　　, Balu, Wu De, Zhu Lin, Li Mu, Xu Liang, Zhang Biao, Wang Jingsheng, and all the generals knelt outside. Zhao Qingqing sat on the bed, looking at 　　the imperial seal. Ouyang Ni stood beside her and softly asked, "Sister, what are you hesitating about?" 　　Zhao Qingqing shook her head and smiled, "Nothing, just a troubled mind." 　　Little Mudfish trembled, kneeling by the bed. A-Juan simply brewed tea without speaking. Zhao Qingqing's beautiful eyes fell on Little Mudfish, 　　and she said, "I am a woman, unlike you men. Last night you told the maids you had imperial ambitions. I ask you, is that true 　　?" 　　Little Mudfish almost cried upon hearing this, and hurriedly said, "I was just talking nonsense, sob... " "... 　　Little Mudfish was a chubby child, and others thought he was very cunning with his bright, sly eyes. Ouyang Ni laughed and said, " 　　Little Mudfish, you should go out now, sister. Please accept your fate." 　　Zhao Qingqing shook her head and smiled, "No need. Generals, please come in." 　　With a command, Balu and the others entered one after another, standing in front of the bed and shouting in unison, "Long live the Princess! Long live the Princess! Long live the Princess!" 　　Hearing the shouts from upstairs, the soldiers downstairs immediately knelt down and shouted "Long live the Emperor!" The sound was deafening. Zhao Qingqing sat upright on her 　　bed, her beautiful eyes sweeping over the generals. Her stunning beauty smiled and said, "Actually, I am just a passerby. 　　I came to Dingzhou from afar to seek refuge. I am grateful for your assistance. As a woman, I have been given military and political power. This time, the two cities have been recovered..." "Our state has eight million inhabitants, 　　and all the ministers say that establishing a nation is imminent. I agree." 　　General Balu, his hand on his longsword, said excitedly, "This old minister has waited for this day for a long time. Princess, please come with me to tell the people 　　." 　　Zhu Lin said, "Indeed, who else in the world can govern besides you, Princess?" 　　Zhao Qingqing listened attentively, then sat on the bed, shaking her head and smiling, "No need. I don't want to be emperor. Little Mudskipper, 　　what's your real name?" 　　Little Mudskipper, trembling on the ground, said, "Auntie, Father named me Zhao Yu." 　　Zhao Qingqing nodded gently and said, "The character 'Yu' is good. A king is like rain, cherishing all living beings. Since you aspire to be emperor and are a descendant of the Zhao family 　　, I will make you emperor." 　　Everyone was stunned. Stunned, Zhang Biao, eager to prove himself, suddenly drew his sword to kill the little mudskipper, shouting 　　, "I'll kill you!" 　　Zhao Qingqing raised her pretty face and said coldly, "Step back! Do you dare disobey me?" 　　Zhang Biao sighed and retreated helplessly, saying, "Princess, please reconsider!" 　　Zhao Qingqing did not allow anyone to refuse, her beautiful eyes looking at everyone, she said, "I have decided to establish Zhao Yu as Emperor, and appoint Ouyang Ni as 　　the Lord of Dingzhou City to take charge of all military and political affairs in the country on my behalf. If I am not present, all generals must obey Ouyang Ni." 　　Balu fumed and said, "We will definitely obey Miss Ouyang, why did the Princess establish this immature child as 　　Emperor?" 　　Zhao Qingqing said softly, "General, please don't be offended, I made this decision after careful consideration."

After she finished speaking, her gaze fell on Wang Jingsheng and she asked, "Jingsheng, how many troops does Yongzhou have?"
Wang Jingsheng replied solemnly, "Your Highness, Yongzhou has 120,000 infantry and 20,000 cavalry."
Zhao Qingqing nodded and said, "Good, but you must remember that the Emperor is young, and you must listen to Miss Ouyang on important military and political matters.
"
Everyone clasped their hands in agreement. It was truly unexpected that the little mudfish had become the Emperor. Behind her, the celebratory sounds of the new emperor's ascension 　　echoed
. She stood alone on the city wall, admiring the magnificent landscape. Everything remained as it had always been . Such a beautiful woman was the most beautiful sight in the world. Ouyang Ni brought a cloak and draped it over her shoulders, saying, "Little Mudfish has 　　ascended the throne. The country is named Da Kang." 　　Zhao Qingqing, her jade-like hand resting on the snow-covered city wall, said, "I heard Murong Chi is dying. This is good news. Within a few years, the Northern Kingdom 　　will be unable to launch an invasion." 　　Ouyang Ni pointed to the heavy snow outside the city, saying, "I hope next year's snow will be like this." 　　※※※ 　　All matters in the world, big or small, are affected by many people. 　　For the past half month, Murong Chi's illness had worsened. He often coughed so much that he couldn't sleep at night. His loyal servant, Fugui, silently 　　wept for his master, deeply distressed! 　　Fu Gui squatted outside the door, weeping, when a man in brocade robes and a jade belt slowly entered. Fu Gui looked up and saw it was Murong Chong. Murong 　　Chong shook his head and sighed softly, "Third Brother is no good man. How could you bear to do this?" 　　Fu Gui wiped away his tears and cried out in a shrill voice, "I've consulted many imperial physicians, but none of them could help me... Waaah..." 　　Murong Chong swayed as he entered. Murong Chi was lying on the bed, coughing so hard he was seeing stars. Murong Chong squatted by the bedside, his face full of worry, 　　and said, "Second Brother suffered a crushing defeat. Not only did he lose Ye City, but tens of thousands of soldiers died on the battlefield. It's truly worrying." 　　Murong Chi's eyes turned red, and he covered his mouth in fury, cursing: "Cough, that beast still... has the nerve to come back?" 　　Murong Chong patted his back lightly and said, "Father, please take care of yourself. I'm just worried that Third Brother might take advantage of your weakness to plot something!" 　　Murong Chi turned his face to the side, coughing incessantly, and said, "I... don't have much time left, alas." 　　Murong Chong helped him cover himself with the blanket and served him at his side, saying, "Third Brother has been secretly raising soldiers and amassing troops in the Prince's Mansion, colluding with the palace guards. 　　All signs indicate that Third Brother is planning a coup. I almost couldn't get into the palace today. Father, you must make plans soon 　　." 　　Murong Chi had his back to him, his breathing clearly audible. He was truly terminally ill, taking a long time to catch his breath, and said, "You..." " 　　...He's not someone to be trifled with either..." 　　Murong Chong squatted by the bed and sighed softly, "You've always spoiled me since I was little. I know you hate Third Brother the most and love Second Brother the most, but 　　so much time has passed, and people change." 　　Murong Chi lay motionless on the bed, like a cripple, two streams of hot tears flowing down his face. Murong Chong squatted on the floor and muttered to himself, 　　tears streaming down his face, "Blood relatives shouldn't kill each other, but I have no choice. Zhao Qingqing of Dingzhou has already 　　gathered generals to prepare to raise an army and declare independence. Liang Kingdom is almost completely finished, but Father, you won't live to see that day. I'm not 　　forcing you, but Third Brother is a wolf in sheep's clothing. I hope Father will make plans soon." 　　Both father and son were weeping. Hot tears streamed down Murong Chong's cheeks. Just then, the cry of a baby resounded through the palace 　　. Murong Chong said calmly, "Yes, it's Consort Mei's son. I've had him brought here." " 　　Enough, enough," Murong Chi clenched his fists, his voice trembling. 　　The infant was carried into the room by a eunuch, followed by several elderly ministers. Murong Chong stood up, his back to Murong Chi, 　　and said in a deep voice, "I request that Father Emperor appoint Consort Mei's son as Crown Prince, to command the military and government!" 　　Fu Gui, who was outside the house, heard the commotion and burst in, crying and shouting, "How come I never saw through you, you 　　heartless wretch?" 　　Murong Chi was ill... The situation was hopeless. Amidst the commotion outside the palace, the sounds of swords and spears clashing filled the air. Murong Chong 　　glanced coldly at Fugui and said indifferently, "Get out of my way!" 　　Fugui was about to curse again when Murong Chong strode forward and knelt on the ground with a thud, saying, "Father, the fate of the nation rests on our shoulders now! 　　What are you hesitating for?" 　　Fugui lunged at Murong Chong like a madman, trying to bite him, but was seized by the guards. Murong Chi glanced at 　　the infant The child, trembling, took the imperial seal from beside his pillow and said, "I hereby appoint Consort Mei's son as the heir to the throne. Let's go, let's go..." 　　Murong Chong took the imperial seal, cradled the infant, and strode out of the palace. Just as he stepped outside, the palace bells tolled, signaling the emperor's death 　　. He looked up at the falling snow, the infant babbling in his arms. Outside the palace, a fierce battle raged. 　　Murong Ji stood outside the palace gates, his hands behind his back, surrounded by thousands of armored soldiers. He was sending men to ram the gates. The two most powerful princes of the Northern Kingdom finally clashed. Fan 　　Wenxuan, holding a child's hand, stood beside Murong Ji, his face filled with righteous indignation, waving his feather fan and shouting, "That 　　traitor Murong Chong killed His Majesty! Everyone, storm the palace and avenge His Majesty!" 　　Inside the palace, Yuwen Tai stood on the city wall and laughed, "Mr. Fan, why are you so angry? Is it because you can't stand my prince taking on the military and political power in this time of crisis 　　?" 　　Fan Wenxuan took out... The imperial edict replied, "I have an imperial edict: His Majesty designates Consort Zhang's son to succeed to the throne!" 　　Yuwen Tai swaggered down the city wall, tossing out a remark, "I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you!" 　　The city gate creaked open, and a large number of soldiers poured out. Murong Chong, carrying an infant, walked out of the palace and said, "The Imperial Seal 　　is here. His Majesty, on his deathbed, has designated Consort Mei's son to ascend the throne." 　　Murong Ji, with his hands behind his back, stepped forward and said indifferently, "Fourth brother, you're being too reckless. Everyone knows you and Consort Mei are having an affair. This child 　　is your illegitimate son, isn't he?" 　　Murong Chong remained unfazed and walked towards him, saying, "Third brother, do you want to enthrone Consort Zhang's son as emperor, are you trying to emulate Lü 　　Buwei?" 　　Murong Ji snorted coldly and said seriously, "I'm not as despicable as you." 　　Murong Chong pointed to the ministers behind him and said, "Since we brothers can't reach an agreement, how about we discuss the new ruler with the ministers in three days?" 　　Murong Ji turned around and said, "Alright, it's a deal." Snowflakes swirled and landed on people's clothes. 　　After 　　days of travel, they finally arrived at Jianzhou City. The city was shrouded in a deathly stillness. The 　　two factions, Murong Ji and Murong Chong, were engaged in open and covert struggles. When Yan Yifan arrived at the city gate, the soldiers were heavily guarded, checking everyone entering and leaving. As Zhu Yao and Yan Yifan 　　waited in line hand in hand, a large number of mounted soldiers poured out of the city. The leader was a young woman, none other than Murong...

Le Jing, after not seeing her for a while, Mu Le Jing had changed a lot, matured a lot.
Yan Yifan greeted Mu Le Jing with a smile. Mu Le Jing smiled and jumped off her horse, saying, "Brother Yifan, you're finally back
!"
Yan Yifan patted her head and laughed, "You're getting prettier and prettier!"
Mu Le Jing blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhu Yao's face, happily saying, "Miss Zhu Yao, I've wanted you to be my older sister for a long time,
it's so nice."
Zhu Yao grabbed her hand and smiled, "Yifan, it's good to have you as a younger sister!"
The two followed Mu Le Jing back to the city. The Third Prince's mansion was much more magnificent than expected, heavily guarded by soldiers. Mu Le Jing, holding Zhu Yao's
hand, happily entered the mansion. As soon as they entered, Murong Ji and Fan Wenxuan were strolling and chatting in the courtyard. Seeing Yan Yifan return,
Murong Ji chuckled, "It's good that this lad is back, and he even brought back a beautiful wife."
Zhu Yao gracefully bowed to Murong Ji. "He has good taste," Murong Ji laughed. "He's found a good wife."
Zhu Yao, holding Yan Yifan's wrist, smiled and said, "Your Highness is too kind..."
Yan Yifan grasped Zhu Yao's hand and said, "I heard the Emperor has passed away. What are your plans, Father?"
Murong Ji said, "Murong Chong is determined to install Consort Mei's son as Emperor. Consort Mei's son is probably his illegitimate child. To be honest,
our power in Jianzhou isn't much of an advantage."
Yan Yifan frowned and said, "I think so too. If we stay in Jianzhou, we certainly don't have a sure chance of defeating Murong Chong.
The worst-case scenario is that we should carve out our own territory. Father, you also occupy a large area of the Northern Kingdom. You won't have to worry about not being able to defeat him in the future."
Murong Ji pondered and said, "When tigers fight, one will surely be injured. Mr. Fan also advised me in the same way. We can go to Taizhou.
"
Fan Wenxuan laughed and said, "Murong Chong's heart is in Jinzhou, while our Prince's heart is in Taizhou. There's too much trouble in Jianzhou." 　　Murong Ji smiled faintly, "Two days from now is the day the ministers will discuss establishing a new ruler. What do you all think?"
Fan 　　Wenxuan shook his head, "No matter who is chosen, they will be a puppet. However, puppets are still useful. Murong Cheng is useless, but 　　Murong Qing has some courage." 　　Murong Ji said, "Murong Qing has already been tested. This man has good relations with those Mongol princes, and when he saw the situation was not good, he ran 　　to Mongolia." 　　Fan Wenxuan smiled faintly, "Murong Cheng still has 17,000 soldiers. In my opinion, should we establish a new ruler?" " The new master is fine, killing 　　Murong Chong is the real priority." 　　Murong Ji's gaze fell on Yan Yifan and said, "Mr. Fan went to see Murong Cheng, but that good-for-nothing refused to see him . Would you 　　like to go tonight, Yifan?" 　　Yan Yifan thought for a moment and said, "I'll go see him tonight." 　　Murong Ji laughed, "That's fine, but you've been traveling for so long. Take your wife back to your room and rest first. There's a 　　beauty waiting for you in your room. If you're not afraid your wife will be jealous, feel free to enjoy her." 　　Zhu Yao was so ashamed upon hearing this that she didn't know what to say. "Where are you standing?" Yan Yifan coughed and took Zhu Yaoyu's hand, saying, "Godfather, I'm 　　going back to my room." 　　Murong Ji watched the two leave together and smiled, "This child..." 　　Fan Wenxuan said, "Your Highness, after we go to Taizhou, how do you plan to manage it?" 　　Murong Ji frowned, thought for a moment, and smiled, saying, "Half the territory is enough. It's just that Murong Chong is very ambitious 　　. I don't know if Yifan can defeat Murong Chong when I get old." 　　Fan Wenxuan smiled and said, "However, I heard that Murong..." "Cheng is lustful. Although Liu Yanxue is fake, perhaps giving her to Murong Cheng wouldn't be a bad idea 　　." 　　Murong Ji pondered, "But I'm worried about unforeseen circumstances tonight. After all, that Murong Chong is very cunning; 　　he might launch a surprise attack on us tonight." 　　Fan Wenxuan smiled coldly, his face hardening, and said, "Strike first, or suffer the consequences. Tonight, Your Highness will bring many skilled warriors. 　　If Murong Cheng refuses, kill him. We'll take advantage of the chaos to escape the capital and head towards Taizhou." 　　Murong Ji pondered for a moment and decisively said, "Alright, let's..." "As you say." 　　Tensions were high throughout the northern kingdom. Murong Cheng sat restlessly in his study, watching the daytime light gradually 　　fade, and couldn't help but sigh, "The old man died so suddenly..." 　　Beside him, Yuwen Tai toyed with his teacup and chuckled, "Your Highness has considered this for so long; it's time to give me an answer." 　　Murong Cheng's fat face was full of worry. "Without the old man, my mind is in complete turmoil." 　　Yuwen Tai chuckled, "In turmoil? So you think of women, is that it?" 　　Murong Cheng coughed, looking somewhat embarrassed, and said, "What kind of person do you take me for!" 　　Yuwen Tai's face darkened, and he looked at him coldly, saying, "Enough nonsense. If you don't listen to my lord, do you think you can 　　leave the capital alive?" 　　Murong Cheng was startled and hurriedly said, "No! I was just thinking..." 　　The two were having a private conversation when suddenly the door creaked open, and Fang Bingyu, holding a candle, entered with stunning beauty, 　　saying, "Bing'er thinks the Second Prince is like a hotpot..." "Ants." 　　Yuwen Tai saw Fang Bing arrive and stood up, smiling, "Miss Bing'er, you've come too?" 　　Fang Bing smiled charmingly, "Master Chong sent me to ask if the Second Prince has made up his mind..." 　　Yuwen Tai looked at Fang Bing's beautiful eyes, her jade hand lightly caressing her breasts, truly alluring, and couldn't help but smile, " 　　Miss Bing'er, you're so beautiful!" 　　Fang Bing elegantly put down the candle and smiled softly, "I'm so happy to be praised by you, the rising star of the North..." 　　Ignoring Murong Cheng standing beside him, Yuwen Tai strode towards Fang Bing. A man beside him chuckled, "Look, the Prince is practically 　　drooling over you." 　　Fang Bing giggled sweetly, "Really?" 　　Yuwen Tai moved behind Fang Bing, inhaling her delicate fragrance, and murmured, "The fragrance of a virgin, Miss Bing 　　, your pure and flawless body is driving the Prince crazy..." 　　Fang Bing smiled sweetly, her hands clasped behind her back as she gracefully approached Murong Cheng, saying, "What? Does the Prince want Bing'er?" 　　Murong Cheng stared at Fang Bing's pretty face, gazing at her beauty with utter intoxication. Yuwen Tai sneered from the side, "Your Highness, please have some self-respect! 　　" 　　Fang Bing pouted, "The Prince is so foolish." 　　Yan Yifan, holding Zhu Yao's hand, laughed outside the room, "It would be strange if he wasn't foolish." 　　Yuwen Tai suddenly looked up, and an unstoppable sword light attacked. Fang Bing cried out, "Yuwen Tai, be careful!" Yuwen Tai grabbed...

He hurled the teacup away, then shot a hidden arrow at Murong Cheng from his sleeve. Without even looking, he turned and fled through the window. Murong Cheng was struck in the throat
and died instantly!
Yan Yifan sighed softly, "Yuwen Tai is indeed ruthless. He'd rather die than live like a broken tile. This Second Prince can't be used by anyone
."
Fang Bing glanced at the dead Murong Cheng and smiled, "Anyway, no one wins tonight."
Yan Yifan said calmly, "Indeed, the capital of the empire is ablaze with fire and blood. The armies of the two princes are locked in fierce combat
. Miss Bing'er, why don't you come and enjoy the spectacle?"
Fang Bing gracefully walked over, looking at the firelight in the city, and asked, "What are your plans, Brother Yan?"
Yan Yifan, holding Zhu Yao in his arms, smiled and said, "From..." "From now on, the Northern Kingdom will no longer be able to unify. Qing'er's Dingzhou can
at least enjoy peace for several years. As for me, I'll take my beautiful wife to Taizhou."
Fang Bing chuckled and said, "Congratulations! If fate allows, why not visit my island for drinks again?"
Yan Yifan laughed heartily and said, "With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for!"
Zhu Yao, nestled in his arms, blushed and said, "Yan Lang, don't say such things in front of others..."
Fang Bing, with her hands behind her back, smiled and said, "Sister-in-law is shy!"
Zhu Yao nestled in her lover's arms, but her beautiful eyes were looking towards Dingzhou outside the window.
※※※
Heavy snowflakes fluttered down, blanketing the desolate borderland in a swirling dance of snowflakes. A group of people walked through the snow, and Zhao Qingqing,
dressed in white, stood out against the backdrop of heaven and earth, her skin appearing even more pure and white. Holding a flute tied with a red string in her jade-like hand, she smiled and said, "
Many of us meet and part ways at the border. It's just how things are. Today is
the day I leave this place, and I'm truly happy that you've come to see me off."
Balu, Wu De, Zhu Lin, and Li Mu, seeing Zhao Qingqing's appearance, were all moved to tears. Ouyang Ni wiped her
tears, sobbing uncontrollably, "I… I…" "Thinking about why it happened so suddenly..."
she said, tears streaming down her face. Zhao Qingqing's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, but she forced a smile and said, "There's nothing I can do about it
. I can't rest easy knowing you're like this."
Zhu Lin stepped forward, his face streaked with tears, and asked, "Princess, is there anything else you want to say?"
Zhao Qingqing smiled through her tears and said, "You must treat Yu'er well, or I will never let you go!"
Zhu Lin sobbed, his eyes brimming with tears, and choked out, "I will, I will, I will treat Yu'er well with my own life..."
The two grown men, Balu and Wude, embraced each other, their clothes soaked with tears. Zhao Qingqing wiped away her tears and smiled gently.
"Lord Wu, please don't be so willful! I'm leaving soon, don't let me miss your mischief!"
Wu De wiped away his tears and said, "This old minister will certainly not let you worry. As long as this old minister is here, I will absolutely defend the city!"
Zhao Qingqing looked at General Balu, tears streaming down her face, and bit her red lips as she smiled, "General Balu, after I leave, you must
take good care of the Yuan family and not let anyone bully them, okay?"
General Balu, tears streaming down his face, said, "Don't worry, don't worry..."
Little Mudfish, dressed in a yellow dragon robe, stood beside Li Mu, only crying. Zhao Qingqing took a deep look at Dingzhou City, then turned her delicate
body away from the crowd and said, "As the ancients said, 'Even after a thousand miles of escorting someone, there must be a parting.' Goodbye..."
After saying that, she leaped onto her horse, shouted with her red lips, and the steed reared up with a wild neigh, carrying the legendary and
beautiful princess away into the long borderlands.
(Thank you for reading.)

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