Who can lean on the dust and smoke of the desert?

In the vast, desolate desert, amidst swirling sand and dust, a young man and woman, supporting each other, trudged forward, their steps faltering and heavy, clearly exhausted.

A gust of wind swept by, and Xiao Qi felt goosebumps rise all over his body. Having grown up in luxury, he had never experienced such weather. He instinctively hugged himself, gasped, and said to Qin Hua beside him, "Master, I'm cold." Qin Hua ignored him, simply supporting him as they continued forward. In such dire circumstances, even speaking a single word would drain her strength. They had been traveling for three days, three days of nothing but travel, without a moment's rest. The guiding Gu beneath their feet continued its slow crawl, causing Qin Hua's brow to furrow even more. She constantly calculated in her mind how much longer she could endure, her steps mechanical, silent as she walked.

With a "thump," after walking for an unknown amount of time, Qin Hua suddenly felt a weight on her hand. Gradually coming back to her senses, she found Xiao Qi collapsed on the ground beside her. She didn't know if it was from exhaustion, hunger, or cold, or perhaps both. Looking at Xiao Qi at her feet, Qin Hua hesitated for a moment, then shook her head, a bitter smile on her face, and bent down to hold Xiao Qi in her arms.

When Xiao Qi awoke, he felt incredibly warm all over. Apart from feeling empty in his stomach, he had regained some strength. He looked up and saw a bonfire burning beside him, exactly the same kind of fire that Qin Hua's master had started with his clothes a few days ago. He tried to move his body slightly, but felt something pressing against his back. He turned around and was startled to find that Qin Hua was holding him up with both hands. Qin Hua was already unconscious, wearing only a thin white shirt that clung tightly to her body, outlining her alluring waist. Her dark hair was disheveled, but her beauty only enhanced her charm. Xiao Qi was slightly mesmerized by her.

"Hiss!" The fireball was not far from Xiao Qi. While he was lost in thought, a spark of fire splashed onto him, instantly scalding him awake. Xiao Qi shivered slightly and looked at the tattered black garment beside the fireball. He then realized that his master must have used her own clothes to start a fire and channeled her inner energy into him, thus saving his life.

"Master, wake up!" Xiao Qi hurriedly shook Qin Hua's body, disregarding any secrecy between men and women, taking her hand and shaking it repeatedly, his eyes already wet with tears.

"Cough cough." Qin Hua coughed a few times, which undoubtedly brought a glimmer of hope to Xiao Qi. Seeing that Qin Hua finally opened her eyes slowly, he couldn't help but help her up and cried out, "Master, you're so silly." Qin Hua was slightly out of breath and finally came to her senses. She looked at Xiao Qi deeply, took out a black dagger from her bosom and handed it to Xiao Qi, and said slowly, "Xiao Qi, sit down." "Oh!" Xiao Qi loosened his grip on Qin Hua's hand and sat down in front of her.

"In such a desperate situation, it seems impossible for us to get out alive together. I just used my internal energy to dispel the cold for you. Although I don't know how much you can withstand, it should keep you warm for a while. After you fainted, I coated the guiding Gu with a layer of phosphorus powder. If the journey isn't too far, you can follow the phosphorus powder and perhaps still get out of this desert." "Master!" Xiao Qi cried out anxiously upon hearing this, "Master, how can I leave you? Master, your martial arts are unparalleled. You were able to stay underground for three days and three nights to assassinate the Xiongnu Khan. How could this mere desert possibly harm you?" "No need to say more. You are the hope of the Ming Dynasty. Although my Yanbo Tower doesn't concern itself with worldly affairs, the hearts of the old master and young lady are still with the Ming Dynasty. Besides, you still have your little princess to save, don't you?" "Master, it's all my fault. If it weren't for me, you would definitely have been able to get out of this desert." Xiao Qi was filled with remorse, his eyes already filled with tears, constantly blaming himself.

"No need for further words. I have something to entrust to you, and you must remember it well." Xiao Qi was still sobbing with his head down. Qin Hua, unable to bear the scene, quickly said, "Didn't you want to know why I followed you to the desert?" "Ah?" Xiao Qi raised his head slightly, also somewhat curious.

"For the past three years, I have been searching for my sister, the Purple-Clad Swordswoman you met three years ago. Her name is Qin Feng, also known as Qin Feng. She is naturally strong-willed. Miss said she was born a swordswoman, so she often seeks out people to fight in the martial world, and she grows stronger with each battle. My sister and I have had a slight connection since childhood, but three years ago, this connection suddenly weakened." "Ah? Why is that?" "

She must have encountered trouble, perhaps even lost all her cultivation. But even though this connection has weakened, it hasn't completely disappeared, which means that my sister must still be alive." "So you came to the north to find her."

"Yes, the other day you mentioned Manichaeism. Based on my three years of undercover investigation, I know a little about it. It seems they've started to absorb some large and small factions in the past three years. At first, I didn't pay much attention, but if Manichaeism is said to be hindering the Xiongnu's peace treaty, then it's inextricably linked to the Guifang." "So, Manichaeism is colluding with the Guifang?" "Yes, this dagger is called 'Night Blade.' It's one of two divine weapons my old master reforged from his own Xuan Tie Heavy Sword. The other is my sister's 'Purple Robe.' Therefore, if you hold it and get close to 'Purple Robe,' there will definitely be a mutual connection. Xiao Qi, promise me, find my sister for me." Xiao Qi stroked the divine weapon in his hand, reciting the zither. Hearing Hua's instructions and seeing Qin Hua's haggard face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, Master, I promise you." Qin Hua breathed a sigh of relief and nodded silently. She looked up at the sky and said sadly, "Miss, Sister, Qin Hua can no longer accompany..." Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Qi slapped her on the shoulder. He supported Qin Hua's falling body with one hand and said harshly, "Master, I'm sorry. I have already lost a master. If I survive this time without my master, I will never have peace. Let's go find Uncle Qin Feng together." After saying that, he carried Qin Hua on his shoulder and looked at the phosphorus powder left by the guiding Gu on the ground, and walked forward.

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Amidst the endless yellow sands, Xiao Qi carried the unconscious Qin Hua on his back, continuing forward. While carrying Qin Hua, he tightly gripped the black dagger "Night Blade." A closer look revealed traces of blood seeping from the "Night Blade," and blood was still flowing from Xiao Qi's left arm. But he couldn't care less; Qin Hua was weak and powerless, her lips dry and pale, clearly a sign of dehydration. Every so often, Xiao Qi would use the dagger to make a cut on his hand, dripping the blood onto Qin Hua's lips to try and keep her alive.

"Master, I'm dying. Your disciple is useless; I can't lead you out of here." Xiao Qi's steps were heavy. Even with Qin Hua's energy transfer, he couldn't withstand the natural disaster. Finally, Xiao Qi's legs gradually lost all feeling, and the weight on his back instantly crushed him to the ground, unable to stand up again. Xiao Qi collapsed onto the desert floor, too weak to rise, letting Qin Hua lie on his back, awaiting death. A short while later, Xiao Qi's eyes, unable to close any longer, finally shut slowly and unwillingly.

"Xiang Luo, Sister, Master," Xiao Qi repeatedly called their names in his nightmare. Suddenly, he felt a soft touch on his hand. He slowly awoke, opening his sleepy eyes to find Qin Hua, dressed in Hu clothing, sitting beside his bed, gently stroking his small hand peeking out from under the covers, smiling at him.

"Master?" Xiao Qi was somewhat taken aback, shaking his head, trying to recall what had happened.

"Don't think too much about it. A passing caravan saved us."

"Really? Master, we didn't die?" Xiao Qi was overjoyed.

"What a silly child." Qin Hua's eyes sparkled as she smiled at Xiao Qi and asked, "Do you know that if it weren't for the Holy Dragon bloodline within you, we would both be nothing but withered bones in the desert by now?" "Ah? Master, you mean, my blood?" Xiao Qi was somewhat surprised, but three years ago, Master Ouyang Chi had also mentioned possessing "Holy Dragon bloodline," so the term wasn't entirely unfamiliar.

"Do you know how long we were unconscious in the desert?"

"Ah? Could it be more than three days?" Xiao Qi looked at Qin Hua's expression and guessed that it was quite an exaggeration.

Qin Hua blinked slightly, remaining noncommittal, gesturing for Xiao Qi to guess again.

"Five days?"

"Seven days?"

"Could it be ten days?"

Qin Hua shook her head, sighing, "We were unconscious in the desert for fifteen days before being rescued.

When we woke up, we found it unbelievable, but when we noticed the blood on our lips, we realized your talent. Good disciple, your blood is so precious, you'll have to use it sparingly in the future, hehe." Xiao Qi was startled by the shocking number "fifteen days," but thankfully they were safe now. After the danger had passed, seeing his master tease him like this again, Xiao Qi couldn't help but smile.

"Master, where are we now?" Xiao Qi returned to the main topic, looked around, and asked Qin Hua, who was dressed in Hu clothing.

Qin Hua also stopped smiling, a glint of light flashing in her bright eyes, and solemnly said, "Qingdu!" Qingdu was originally the capital of the Xiongnu Tuoba clan. Tuoba Hongtu established his kingdom here, leading his Tuoba cavalry to conquer the grasslands and bring back treasures from all over the world, eventually building it into the largest capital of the grasslands. Now, the Tuoba clan has been destroyed by the Guifang, and the new Guifang ruler, Wanyan Tiegu, continues to regard Qingdu as the capital of the grasslands. Therefore, apart from a change of master and the loss of a group of people with the surname Tuoba, Qingdu has remained largely unchanged.

Xiao Qi had been resting in bed for several days, and thanks to the Holy Dragon bloodline within him, his body recovered quickly. When he came out of his room that day, he happened to see Qin Hua talking with the leader of a merchant caravan. At this time, Qin Hua was wearing a large gray robe, which tightly wrapped her petite body, making her look quite cute. Xiao Qi went closer, but heard that the two of them were speaking in a foreign language, so he just waited on the side.

After Qin Hua finished speaking, she saw Xiao Qi waiting to the side.

"You can get out of bed now, you seem to be recovering quite well."

"That's because Master took good care of me." Xiao Qi chuckled, thinking about how his usually aloof master had suddenly become quite attentive to him these past few days, personally feeding him meals and medicine, which moved him deeply.

Qin Hua's lips curled up: "That's all thanks to my good disciple." She then turned her gaze to the group of merchants who were busy packing their luggage: "They're going to the royal court tonight." "Huh?" Xiao Qi was stunned by Qin Hua's inexplicable question, and it took him a while to recover: "Master, what are they doing?" "They are mural artisans from the grasslands. They came to Qingdu this time to help the Guifang Emperor renovate his new palace." "New palace? Could Xiang Luo be there?" Xiao Qi suddenly thought.

Qin Hua's smile faltered slightly. She took a deep breath and slowly said, "I've already arranged with them. Tonight, I'll go with them. Now that you seem to be almost recovered, you should come along too, so you can find your little lover." The word "lover" carried a hint of bitterness in Qin Hua's voice.

"Master, are they really that nice?" Xiao Qi couldn't help but look at the caravan, puzzled.

"Hmph, they've taken my treasure map, why wouldn't they agree?" Qin Hua murmured.

"A...treasure map?"

"Your master has traveled far and wide over the years, seen more tombs than you've seen living people. A few strokes and it'll be enough for them to make a fortune." Xiao Qi finally snapped out of his reverie and looked at the caravan, only to see their eyes gleaming with excitement, clearly delighted with this unexpected windfall. He shook his head.

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The Qingdu Royal Court wasn't as imposing as Xiao Qi had imagined. Perhaps having witnessed too much intrigue within the Ming Dynasty's royal family, the court of the nomadic people was noticeably simpler. However, its architectural style, so different from that of the Central Plains, had its own unique charm.

Xiao Qi and Qin Hua followed the caravan into the backyard of the royal court. The houses in the backyard were quite compact, unlike the spacious and luxurious Forbidden City. Upon entering a hall, a liaison officer came forward. The caravan leader and the liaison officer conversed incessantly in a foreign language. Feeling bored, Xiao Qi nudged Qin Hua's shoulder slightly: "Master, what are they saying?" Qin Hua was slightly displeased and whispered, "We're in a dangerous place; we need to be extremely careful. Why are you so curious?" "Oh." Xiao Qi shrank back slightly, clearly somewhat afraid of Qin Hua. Seeing his expression, Qin Hua's heart softened, and she said again, "That person said we should wait here until the painter finishes his work before proceeding with the mural." "Oh." This time, Xiao Qi didn't dare to look around, thinking that everything in this royal court should be decided by his master.

Qin Hua glanced around slightly, confirming that the side courtyard was almost unguarded, and that there didn't seem to be any experts around in the entire royal court, then she tugged at Xiao Qi's sleeve: "Come with me." Both of them were highly skilled, so it was quite easy for them to escape from the group of merchants who didn't know martial arts. The two walked along the corner of the side wall of the back house, and soon appeared on the roof. Xiao Qi had received a lot of training from Qin Hua along the way, and his lightness skill had also improved greatly. Qin Hua blinked slightly, and he understood and followed, quickly running along the flat roof.

Suddenly, Qin Hua raised her hand slightly, stopping the two in their tracks. Xiao Qi looked puzzled, but Qin Hua crouched down slightly, then turned back and nodded to Xiao Qi, saying, "This is it." Xiao Qi stepped forward, and the two lifted a piece of tile. Through the rubble, they saw a painter from the Central Plains, around fifty years old, sitting awkwardly in a chair. The painter's expression was strange; he seemed to be struggling with some discomfort, his brush trembling. He hesitated to paint, staring ahead, his throat occasionally bobbing as if he had something difficult to say.

"Hmm?" Qin Hua and Xiao Qi exchanged a glance, vaguely sensing something was amiss. But before they could think further, several strange sounds came from inside the room. Some of the voices were powerful and deep, like a man's roar, while others were faint and delicate, like a woman's coquettish pout. While Xiao Qi was still bewildered, Qin Hua was the first to understand. Her pretty face immediately flushed red, and she stood up, offering her seat to Xiao Qi, while she herself stood in a corner of the eaves, lost in thought.

Inside the main hall sat Wanyan Tiegu, the new ruler of the Ghost Fang. He was nothing like the imposing figure he was on the battlefield; instead, he was naked, his eyes filled with lust and conquest. He sat on his newly crafted throne, one hand slowly touching the golden tiger carving inlaid on the armrest, savoring the symbol of power, while the other hand tightly pressed the head of a beautiful woman beneath him, repeatedly thrusting it back and forth. It turned out that the woman was performing oral sex on him.

"What a slut, you're getting better and better at sucking cock." Wanyan Tiegu felt the beautiful woman's lips and tongue constantly changing positions, sometimes covering his penis with their warm touch, sometimes gently wiping it, leaving ripples. He felt incredibly comfortable and quickly held the woman's head to prevent himself from ejaculating too quickly.

"See your sister-in-law? Why don't you learn from her?" A slightly younger voice came from the left side of the throne. The handsome young Wanyan Zheng was also naked, riding on a woman in a doggy-style position. His penis kept thrusting into the woman's vagina, each thrust eliciting moans from her. The woman remained unmoved by his words, seemingly used to Wanyan Zheng's lewd insults. Apart from muffled moans, she just stared blankly ahead.

Seeing that she still didn't respond, Wanyan Zheng grew angry. He thrust his spear deep into the woman's core, causing her to cry out in pain, "Ah!" Not satisfied, Wanyan Zheng didn't withdraw his spear. Instead, he bent down, turning the woman's head to reveal her delicate and lively face. Unfortunately, Xiao Qi could only see the painter under the eaves, not the woman in the painter's eyes. If he could, he would be furious. This woman was none other than the pearl of the grasslands he had been searching for—Tuoba Xiangluo.

Since her capture, Xiangluo had been subjected to the humiliation and abuse of Wanyan Zheng. From Yanmen Pass to Qingdu City, Wanyan Zheng seemed to have forgotten his identity as a general, ravaging this pearl of the grasslands day and night. Upon arriving in Qingdu, he locked her in the harem and indulged in his wanton pleasure. Before Xiangluo were her pitiful brother and sister-in-law. Tuoba Yuantong was still suffering in prison, but Wanyan Tiegu did not miss any opportunity to humiliate the Tuoba clan. He treated Tuoba Yuantong's wife as the lowest of female slaves, torturing and training her until she was finally turned into an obedient female dog, which he now proudly flaunted in front of Tuoba Xiangluo.

Seeing Xiangluo looking at him, Wanyan Tiegu disregarded his status as her father and laughed at Wanyan Zheng, "Zheng'er, your methods are terrible. You haven't tamed her properly all this way. This little princess is still so disobedient." "Haha, Father, you don't know, I just like wild horses like this. If she were to spread her legs like a bitch and let me fuck her, I'd probably get tired of her in a few days. Her unruly appearance is what I like best." Wanyan Zheng responded to Wanyan Tiegu while thrusting his penis without stopping, fucking Xiangluo until she was ecstatic. Gritting his teeth, Wanyan Zheng, seeing her charmingly shy yet resentful expression, felt his lust intensify. He grabbed her head and laughed loudly, "Father, look, isn't our grassland pearl's expression of utter hatred quite alluring?" Seeing this scene, Wanyan Tiegu also found the fragrant princess, her body flushed with desire, even more captivating. His already erect penis, licked by the beautiful woman beneath him, suddenly swelled even more. Unable to control himself, Wanyan Tiegu immediately grabbed the woman's head with both hands and began thrusting into her mouth. "Ugh," the woman choked, but Wanyan Tiegu, caught up in the moment, paid no heed to her feelings, forced to endure the pain as Wanyan Tiegu continued his rampage.

"Hmm." Wanyan Tiegu's face flushed red, and with a muffled groan, he pulled out his spear, his thick semen immediately shooting onto the beautiful woman's face, lingering for a long time.

"Haha, Father is mighty." Wanyan Zheng flattered his father slightly, then bent down, his hands reaching around to Xiangluo's chest, grasping her two delicate breasts, kneeling behind her, and thrusting into her honey hole with all his might.

"Slap-slap-slap!" Each thrust made Xiangluo slightly close her eyes and frown, but after each thrust, Wanyan Zheng rhythmically kneaded Xiangluo's breasts, the stimulation from her chest forcing her to open her eyes and mouth, softly calling out. Back and forth, he fucked the little princess Xiangluo until she couldn't keep her eyes closed or open them, her face changing constantly, making the onlookers' blood boil.

"Look, she looks like she wants to devour me!" While Wanyan Zheng was having sex with her, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the murderous intent in Xiangluo's eyes. He immediately called to the painter by the door, "Quick, paint this expression on my face! I want it carved on the wall so everyone on the grasslands knows the might of the Guifang people!" "Yes, yes!" The painter had never seen such a blood-pumping scene before. Xiangluo's beauty was undeniable, and even Tuoba Yuantong's women were grassland beauties. Now, all of them were subservient to the Guifang father and son—what a sensual and alluring scene! He had been stunned by the sight, but Wanyan Zheng suddenly roused him, and he immediately agreed, his brush flying across the paper, determined to capture this beautiful scene for posterity.

This scene not only captivated the painter, but even Wanyan Tiegu, who had already ejaculated once, felt a thrill. He kicked aside the still-panting beauty and strode confidently towards Xiangluo.

"Father Khan is also interested?" Wanyan Zheng didn't mind Wanyan Tiegu's approach at all. As if the two had a tacit understanding, Wanyan Tiegu grabbed Xiangluo's chin, causing Xiangluo to open her mouth in pain and scream. Taking advantage of this moment, Wanyan Tiegu grabbed Xiangluo's nose and thrust his penis in. Before Xiangluo could react, her mouth was filled with the thick, smelly penis. She struggled desperately and kept making "woo woo woo" moans.

"Ha, hurry up and draw!" The two men, Wanyan and his son, attacked from both sides, making it even harder for Xiangluo to defend herself. Her pretty eyes, which had initially been slightly open in anger, were now filled with discomfort, and she could only roll her eyes frequently. Wanyan Zheng's speed increased, and not only was there the sound of his penis rubbing against her flower core, but also the intertwining of their bodies as their groins collided, creating a truly erotic atmosphere in the hall. The old painter's face turned red as he watched, and he suppressed his impulses and began to paint.

Xiao Qi did not have Qin Hua's good hearing and could not hear what was happening. He just watched the painter's rapid painting with boredom. Born into the royal family, although he had loved learning martial arts from Ouyang Chi since childhood, he had also been exposed to the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. The painter's brushwork was light and strange, and with a few flicks of the brush, he had already drawn a human figure, which Xiao Qi admired.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Qin Hua suppressed her embarrassment and scolded him slightly.

"Master, this painter from Guifang, I don't know where he hired him. His painting style has some of the charm of Mr. Chang Kang. Look at the person he painted..." Qin Hua leaned closer and could vaguely see that the painter under the eaves had already painted the face of a ferocious man on the canvas. Although the man was strong, he was crouching down and his face was full of lewdness. Qin Hua remembered the lewd words she had heard and immediately matched them with the lewd man in the painting: "He painted it very well." "Master, look, he seems to be painting a woman." Xiao Qi called out again. Qin Hua looked again and saw that the canvas had already presented the face of a woman. The woman had delicate features and a pair of bright and expressive eyes. However, there was a hint of anger and humiliation between her brows, which made her curious.

"Ah!" Qin Hua turned her head, looking at Xiao Qi with considerable displeasure, as if blaming him for not controlling his voice again. But what she saw surprised her even more. Xiao Qi's eyes were burning as he stared at the canvas, one hand trembling as he pointed at the woman in the painting, his teeth grinding together, his expression extremely strange.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Hua asked curiously. Seeing that Xiao Qi remained silent, she couldn't help but look at the woman in the painting:

"Do you know her?"

With a "boom," Xiao Qi could no longer contain himself and plunged down from the roof, sending tiles flying and dust billowing everywhere. Xiao Qi filed down, ignoring the painter, and instead stared intently at the hall in front of him. Sure enough, in that hall, the burly Wanyan father and son were enjoying the former pearl of the grasslands, one after the other.

"Ah! You beast!" For the first time in his life, Xiao Qi's blood boiled with rage. His furious roar even made Qin Hua on the eaves feel a pang of sympathy. Wanyan Zheng immediately pushed Xiang Luo aside, took a step forward, and drew the precious sword beside him, shouting,

"Where did this assassin come from? Help!"

Xiang Luo, who had fallen to the side, also saw Xiao Qi's figure. Her face, which had been ashen, suddenly brightened with a glimmer of light. But then, thinking of her current predicament, tears welled up in her eyes, and she whispered, "I knew you would come." After saying this, she felt the breath she had been holding loosen slightly, and she turned her head and fainted.

"Ah!" Xiao Qi roared and charged towards the father and son in the hall. Wanyan Zheng raised his sword to strike, but Xiao Qi easily dodged it. With a folded fist, he grabbed Wanyan Zheng's sword-wielding hand, and with a slap of his left hand, he knocked Wanyan Zheng to the ground and snatched the blade from his hand.

"Zheng'er!" Seeing his beloved son fall to the ground, Wanyan Tiegu rushed over. His skills were no longer as robust as Wanyan Zheng's, and he was no match for Xiao Qi's cultivation. Xiao Qi suddenly turned around, his eyes filled with a sinister light as he stared at Wanyan Tiegu. Wanyan Tiegu felt as if he had entered a void, with countless withered ghosts of Guifang warriors swarming towards him.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!" Wanyan Tiegu retreated in terror, but Xiao Qi ignored him, leaping into the air with one of Wanyan Zheng's precious swords and slashing down hard on Wanyan Tiegu's head, splitting him in two. The poor new king of Guifang, Wanyan Tiegu, who had been focused on conquering the south, met the same fate as Tuoba Hongtu after only unifying the grasslands.

"Father!" Wanyan Zheng was terrified to see his father die tragically under Xiao Qi's blade. He looked outside and saw people darting about, their shouts of killing echoing throughout the royal court.

"Hurry and save her!" Qin Hua's cry immediately reached Xiao Qi's ears. Grateful for his master's protection outside, Xiao Qi knew he couldn't delay. He rushed to the unconscious Xiang Luo, took off his own clothes to cover her, and then held her in his arms. He looked at Wanyan Zheng. In his eyes, anyone who bullied Xiang Luo deserved to die. He hurled his curved sword at Wanyan Zheng, who was somewhat prepared. Seeing Xiao Qi's sword coming, he immediately rolled away, grabbed the woman huddled in the corner, and hurled her at Xiao Qi.

With a "thud," the sword pierced the woman's chest, killing her instantly. Wanyan Zheng ran towards the back of the hall, finally escaping Xiao Qi's wrath.

Seeing that he had escaped and accidentally killed the poor woman, Xiao Qi dared not delay any longer. He carried Xiangluo out of the hall and saw that the hall was surrounded by Guifang guards, all of whom were staring at Qin Hua with predatory eyes, but dared not approach. Xiao Qi looked around and saw that the corpses of Guifang people were piled up at Qin Hua's feet, which had obviously intimidated the guards.

"Master, let's go quickly!" Xiao Qi shouted to Qin Hua while carrying Xiangluo in one arm. Just as the two were about to leap into the air, they saw a rain of arrows flying from the sky. These arrows were not like those fired by ordinary guards in the palace. Each arrow was aimed at their vital points. Qin Hua took off his own Hu-style robe and swayed it sideways to catch the flying arrows inside the robe.

"Let's see where you think you're going today!" The two turned around and saw that Wanyan Zheng, who had just escaped, had changed into a different set of robes and was walking over. Beside him stood a man in black robes. This man in black robes held a cane carved with a golden dragon. A large black hat on his black robes completely covered his hair and face, making him completely unrecognizable unless one looked closely.

High in the sky, a hungry wolf howled. Xiao Qi felt that the voice was very familiar. He looked up and saw that it was Tanlang, who had attacked Xiangluo on the outskirts of the capital. On the other side of the roof, Cang Shengdu, holding a bow, grinned with a round belly: "Another beauty has arrived. Looks like I'm in luck today." As he spoke, the fat on his belly jiggled, making onlookers feel extremely disgusted. Cang Shengdu had become even fatter in the three years since they last met. It was unknown what progress he had made in his cultivation.

However, neither of the two Manichaean protectors caught Qin Hua's attention. Qin Hua's eyes were fixed on the man in black robes, as if searching for some answer.

The man in black robes seemed to sense Qin Hua's gaze, slowly removing his black hat to reveal an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. He smiled slightly at Qin Hua: "Miss Qin Hua, we meet again!" Xiao Qi looked up at the sound of the voice, as if he had seen this person somewhere before. Then he realized, "It's you!" Wasn't this the doctor who had guided them in the desert that day?

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"Sister Su Yue, you're really amazing!" Outside Jibei City, a carriage was slowly heading towards Yanmen Pass. Inside the carriage sat two celestial beauties. Xiao Nian, dressed in white, rested her head on Su Yue's legs in a coquettish manner, thinking about what she had seen and heard these past few days, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Oh?" Su Yue smiled faintly, gently tucking Xiao Nian's hair behind her ear. Having finally finished dealing with matters in Jibei City, she naturally felt much more relaxed on her journey to Yanmen.

"I never imagined that the 'Yue' shop, which has risen to prominence in Jiangnan in recent years, was actually opened by you, sister. I had heard people mention it before, saying that in less than three years, the 'Yue' shop has developed from a money exchange into a restaurant, pawnshop, rice shop, and various other businesses, breaking the Shen family's monopoly in Jiangnan and becoming comparable to the third largest family in our Ming Dynasty. I never imagined that the manager of the 'Yue' shop would be a woman with delicate hands playing the zither. If others knew this, they would be astonished." Su Yue let her boast without paying much attention.

Seeing that Su Yue wasn't opposed, Xiao Nian continued, "What's even more unexpected is that everyone says merchants are driven by profit, but they don't know that there are kind-hearted people like Sister Su Yue in this world. She bought up the grain early and specially sold it to the merchants in the north. She's much better than those unscrupulous merchants who hoard grain and speculate during times of war." Su Yue smiled gently, "Not entirely. There's plenty of grain in the south, and the merchants offered reasonable prices. I just acted as a middleman and still made a profit." "Sister, you don't need to be modest. You are the Bodhisattva sister in Nian'er's heart." Xiao Nian started to act coquettishly. When she was talking happily, she even stood up, hugged Su Yue's slender waist, and swayed her back and forth.

"Alright, whatever you say, Nian'er, just promise me you'll return to the capital as soon as you find your troublesome brother." "Ahem, well..." Xiao Nian's eyes darted around mischievously, as if she were thinking of a way to deal with it. She had finally managed to leave the palace and met such a kind sister, Su Yue. If she found Xiao Qi, she would naturally want to take this opportunity to play for a few more days. Who knows, she might even be able to go back to Jiangnan with Su Yue and see what the scenery of Jiangnan was like.

"Sister Su Yue, aren't you afraid that the merchants will agree to your request, but if war breaks out, they'll be like those unscrupulous merchants and raise the price of rice?" Xiao Nian suddenly thought of this question that had been bothering her, and finally changed the subject. Su Yue remained calm as still water, gently helping Xiao Qi to sit up, and said indifferently, "Nian'er, although there are many bad people in this world, it's not the way to deal with people if you always think the worst of others." "But, but..." Xiao Nian still felt it was inappropriate.

"Alright, although I haven't had much contact with this merchant, he's quite well-known in Jibei. He's not the kind of person who oppresses the common people. I'll promise him ten shops in Jiangnan. If he still does something so foolish, then his business empire is probably not far from its demise." Su Yue finally couldn't resist Xiao Nian's nagging and revealed this secret unknown to others.

"Oh, ten shops, that's certainly enough for his business to make a comeback." Xiao Nian was also a clever person. If war broke out in the north, his business would have difficulty even protecting itself, let alone profiting from the national crisis. If he could have Su Yue's support and make a comeback in Jiangnan, it would be a great stroke of luck for his business.

"No wonder that young master of the business was so polite to you, wishing he could pluck the moon from the sky and give it to you." Xiao Nian said reproachfully.

Su Yue shook her head slightly, clearly afraid of Princess Nian's nagging.

"Sister Suyue, are you still thinking about my brother Xiao Chi?" Mentioning the merchant's son reminded Xiao Nian of her short-lived brother—equally obedient and polite, equally promising young—and she blurted out the question.

Suyue's hand, brushing Xiao Nian's hair, trembled slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and smiled, "Suyue only desires peace and quiet and truly doesn't wish for anyone to disturb her. Your brother's situation was merely an arrangement by my young lady. However, your brother is humble and kind, and possesses a strong ambition to help the world, but his fate was unfortunate; it's best not to mention it." "Ah." Xiao Nian was still unsatisfied with these words and was about to ask further when she heard the sound of hooves from behind the carriage. She lifted the curtain and looked back, only to see a handsome young man riding towards her.

"Miss Suyue, please wait! Miss Suyue, please wait!" the young man called out twice, immediately causing Xiao Nian to cover her mouth and giggle.

"I think what's so great about Sister Suyue isn't her unparalleled musical skills or her strategic planning, but her ability to attract handsome young men from all over the world. Look, isn't this young master Shang chasing after us?" Suyue didn't banter with her. She stopped the carriage, straightened her clothes slightly, and got out of the carriage. The young merchant, with a "whoosh," stopped his horse and hurriedly dismounted. He bowed respectfully to Su Yue, saying, "Miss Su Yue, why didn't you inform Cheng Zhi before going to Yanmen Pass? Did you find my hospitality lacking?" Su Yue returned the bow and smiled, "Young master, you are too kind. I am deeply honored by your and your father's hospitality during my trip to Hebei. However, I made a last-minute decision to go to Yanmen Pass with this young lady to find a relative, so I did not inform you." "Miss Su Yue, you are too kind. My ranch is not far from Yanmen Pass, and Cheng Zhi often visits. If you do not mind, I would be happy to be your guide." Shang Cheng Zhi's humble and polite manner made it difficult for Su Yue to refuse. However, Xiao Nian was still preoccupied with her deceased Crown Prince Xiao Chi, and thus always regarded Su Yue as her sister-in-law. Therefore, she was rather unimpressed with this young master Shang: "Young Master Shang, my sister and I are both women. It seems inconvenient for you to travel with us." Unexpectedly, Shang Chengzhi was prepared and readily replied, "What you say is true, Miss. My journey here is not only to guide Miss Su Yue, but also at my father's behest. Our Shang family, grateful for the hardships endured by the Yanmen border troops, has specially selected five hundred fine horses from the pastures and entrusted them to you to escort to Yanmen. You two ladies can simply remain seated in the carriage; I will only guard the outside. Although the entire journey is within the territory of our Great Ming, if we encounter any spies from the Guifang or bandits blocking the road, I will have someone to look after us." "Who needs your protection? This young lady…" Xiao Nian was about to speak again when Su Yue… He reached out to interrupt her: "Since that's the case, then I'll trouble you, Young Master Shang. The Yanmen Army's defense of the border is arduous; having the warhorses and fine steeds supplied by the Shang family's ranch is a great thing." "If Miss Suyue likes them, Chengzhi can take her to the ranch for a look, so that we can both choose a fine steed." Suyue shook her head slightly: "A fine steed recognizes its master; if one rides it for a long time, feelings inevitably arise. And horses have short lives, so it's better for Suyue to have fewer entanglements." Suyue's words seemed to be a refusal to choose a horse, but the meaning behind them was intriguing. Xiao Nian and Shang Chengzhi, one covering her mouth to chuckle, the other bowing her head in sorrow, only Suyue remained calm and composed . She gently sat back in the carriage, closed the curtain, and slowly closed her eyes as the carriage swayed. But even with her eyes closed, the image of the dashing young man by the Liuhe Bridge in the capital surged into Suyue's mind again.

[The End]

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