[Urban] Dance of Flowers (Complete) - Chapter 35 (End)

On the 22nd night of the envoy's journey to the Qing Kingdom

, as dusk settled, the imperial garden of the Qing Palace was already laden with fresh fruit and fine wine. Five princes stood in a line at the second palace gate to welcome the envoys from various countries, showing them considerable respect.

Because of their changed status, Han Zhan, dressed in a formal purple-red official robe, sat with Han Xue in the carriage.

Seeing Han Zhan wriggling and squirming as if crawling on her body, Han Xue finally burst out laughing.

"You heartless girl, always making fun of me," Han Zhan said, feigning anger as he pulled Han Xue into his arms, pretending to bite her neck.

"Ouch, ouch, no, ha, it tickles! Haha, stop it, stop it, ah..." Han Xue laughed, shrinking her neck as Han Zhan's breath tickled her.

"See if you dare laugh at me again," Han Zhan said, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he held her close, his face pressed against Han Xue's rosy cheeks, occasionally stealing a few kisses.

The commotion inside the carriage made the twelve guards standing beside it smile, each with a genuine grin on their face.

Before the carriage even reached the palace gates, the eunuchs guarding the gates rushed out to greet them upon seeing the gleaming silver armor of the twelve guards.

"Are you the Princess Protector of Biluo Kingdom and her husband?"

Inside the carriage, Han Zhan was nestled against Han Xue's chest, one hand kneading the soft flesh in his palm, the other sucking on her cherry-red nipple with relish. His other hand had already slipped under Han Xue's skirt, rubbing the slightly damp crevice through her trousers. Hearing the sounds, the two, so intimately entwined, paused, exchanging a puzzled glance. Han Xue, her eyes wide with azure light, pushed away Han Zhan, who was still sucking on her nipple. Han Zhan's eyes darkened, and his hand under her skirt squeezed harder, while he simultaneously took several deep breaths.

Han Xue almost screamed, biting her lip to stifle her moans, her eyes glaring at Han Zhan with seductive allure, unaware that such a look only aroused men more.

Reluctantly, she spat out the nipple he had sucked, its tip glistening with his saliva, and licked it again before releasing her. She straightened up to tidy Han Xue's disheveled clothes, keeping an eye on the sounds outside the carriage.

Wang Zhengyi rode up to greet her, replying with an imposing air, "Indeed, and who is this, sir?" Even in a situation like this, he was quite the actor.

"I am a servant of the First Prince. I have been ordered by the First Prince to wait here for the Princess and the Prince Consort's arrival."

Wang Zhengyi glanced at the eunuch behind him and the two sedan chairs parked inside the palace gate without changing his expression. He said politely, "Thank you for your trouble, sir. Please wait a moment. I will go and inform the Princess." After saying that, he nodded to the eunuch and turned his horse around.

Han Xue had been waiting for him with the carriage curtain drawn early on. As he approached, she asked, "What's going on?"

Wang Zhengyi gave a mocking smile. "Hua Shizhao has sent men to prepare a sedan chair for the princess at the palace gate. The eunuch is waiting there."

Han Xue thought for a moment, then smiled and lowered the curtain, turning to Han Zhan and saying, "It seems Hua Qianjun has agreed to the alliance."

"So the Three Kingdoms Alliance has been broken. Now you can rest assured, right?" Han Zhan said this because Han Xue had been worried since returning last night that Prince Qing would still insist on the previous attack strategy, and she had been tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Finally, he couldn't bear to see her like this, so he pressed her down and made love to her until she fell into a deep sleep.

"I'm half relieved," Han Xue said, adjusting the gold hairpin by her ear and glancing at him sideways. "I won't be at ease until things here are truly settled."

At Han Xue's gaze, the sinful impulse that Han Zhan had painstakingly suppressed almost resurfaced. He quickly closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. Just then, the carriage stopped; they had arrived at the palace gates. Han Zhan glared at Han Xue, feigning a fierce look, but pretended not to see her covering her mouth to suppress a laugh. He gave a soft snort, opened the carriage door, and jumped down, turning back to stand beside the carriage and offer her his hand.

As Han Xue stepped out of the carriage, she first glanced at the eunuch. He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, quite handsome, and was bowing respectfully beside her—clearly a capable person. As Han Xue stepped off the carriage, her hands trembling with cold, she asked casually, "Did Prince Shizhao send you?"

"Your Highness," the young eunuch replied, his voice utterly composed and unhurried, as if he had practiced it a thousand times. "It was Prince Shizhao who ordered me to come."

A knowing glint flashed in Han Xue's eyes, but she maintained her princess-like demeanor, saying coolly, "Your Highness is too kind. I shall accept." She then stepped into the palanquin adorned with a four-clawed golden dragon. Once seated, she chuckled to herself, "It's quite a journey to the Imperial Garden. I was worried about it on the way here. I really must thank Your Highness."

A smile flickered in Han Zhan's eyes as he looked at Han Xue's confident yet slightly arrogant demeanor. Her small figure seemed to radiate a noble and holy light, captivating all who looked away. He felt a surge of pride and self-satisfaction, and a slight smile unconsciously appeared on his usually cold face. Normally, she was a carefree and playful girl, and it was only at times like this that she acted this way—a truly rare occurrence.

The eunuch, having heard Han Xue's words, lowered his head and a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes. His face became even more obsequious. "Your Highness, Prince Consort, please be seated. I will instruct them to set off immediately."

"Yes!" Han Xue responded calmly, truly behaving like a princess. Han Zhan, unusually, nodded to the eunuch. The sedan chairs, each carried by eight burly men, proceeded smoothly into the inner palace.

After about half an hour, they arrived at the second palace gate. From afar, Han Xue saw the brothers Hua Shitong and Hua Shilan standing by the gate, looking in their direction.

"You two have certainly kept us waiting. Of all the envoys from various countries, you two are the latest to arrive." Before the sedan chairs even touched the ground, Hua Shilan greeted them with a broad smile. If Han Xue hadn't known that she had only met him twice, she would have thought they were old friends. This Hua Shilan was no pushover either; Hua Qianjun certainly had quite a few good sons.

As the sedan chair landed, Hua Shilan was already in front of Han Xue's sedan chair. Although he was full of enthusiasm, Han Xue remained seated as steady as a mountain, waiting for Han Zhan to come over and take her hand before she stepped out of the sedan chair. After all, there is a difference between men and women. She was now representing the country in international exchanges, and the princess's reputation and Biluo's face had to be taken into account.

Hua Shilan's face stiffened slightly, but he immediately put on a smile again. However, the fleeting glint of malice in his eyes was noticed by Han Zhan, who had been watching him closely. "My brother and I have been waiting for you two for quite some time. All the envoys from various countries have arrived, and only the two of you are left. Please come with me quickly."

Han Xue curtsied slightly to Han Zhan and said with a faint smile, "Han Xue hasn't thanked the two princes yet. If it weren't for your thoughtfulness, Han Xue would have suffered quite a bit."

"Not at all, not at all. The princess is delicate and cannot be compared to us big, strong men. Of course, we must protect her well." Hua Shizhao also came forward, with a bright smile on his face.

"Indeed, indeed. The princess should be about the same age as my little sister Fei'er. Shilan felt an instant connection with the princess when he first met her in the main hall, and has treated you like his own sister." Although Hua Shigang's words were just polite, they were taken to heart.

Han Xue's lips twitched involuntarily, her dignified and virtuous demeanor almost crumbling. Han Zhan's cold face immediately darkened, and the relaxed smiles on the faces of the twelve guards behind him froze, veins throbbing on their foreheads. Each of them was inwardly cursing, "Who's your sister? Damn it! Damn your whole family, your entire clan's sisters! Being your sister is the worst luck imaginable! You can continue to look after your own sisters; our young lady doesn't need your attention, hmph!"

Han Xue and Han Zhan were still bewildered in the wind, having no time to deal with the two. A gentle breeze swept by, and the atmosphere grew rather chilly.

Hua Shilan noticed the unnatural expressions on the group's faces and her gaze sharpened. Though she felt puzzled, her expression remained impeccable, still wearing a warm, bright smile. "Princess, please come with us to the Imperial Garden quickly, or we'll really be late." In her words, she completely ignored Han Zhan.

Han Xue watched with a cold smile. These two Hua brothers had truly bet on the wrong estate and made the wrong choice. In her eyes, you could bully anyone in this world, but you couldn't bully Han Zhan. She paused, turned slightly to the side, lowered her head, and said softly, "Please, Your Highness, go first."

How could Han Zhan not see through the schemes of Hua Shizhao and Hua Shilan? After all, he had grown up amidst these intrigues and power struggles; how could such a divisive act escape his notice? He originally didn't care about such things. He was more than willing to play the supporting role to highlight Han Xue's beauty, and he would never pay attention to these two men's low-class tactics. But seeing Han Xue protecting him like this, he felt a sweet and warm feeling in his heart, which he thoroughly enjoyed. His cold, hard expression softened instantly. He intimately wrapped one arm around Han Xue's waist and held her small hand in the other, saying, "We're husband and wife, why bother with such formalities? Let's go together."

The twelve guards behind them almost cheered: "Lord Zhan, what a clever move! Look at that expression and tone, so perfect! It's obvious they're deeply in love, so affectionate. He's practically telling those two scoundrels from the Hua family, 'We're a loving couple, you two don't need to waste your time on this.'"

Hua Shizhao and Hua Shilan, hearing this, almost lost their smiles and dared not say another word, leading the way towards the Imperial Garden.

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envoys to the Qing Kingdom stepped into the Imperial Garden, the atmosphere became somewhat subtle. Apart from the still-dancing dancers, everyone's eyes were on them. Han Zhan, with Han Xue in his arms, naturally bowed to the Prince of Qing in full view of everyone before Hua Shilan personally led them to sit down in an empty seat.

Han Zhan glanced around the room without batting an eye, then lowered his gaze and resumed his role as Han Xue's foil.

Han Xue gave him a reproachful sidelong glance, knowing he was being difficult. He implied that she was responsible for the trouble he had caused, and that he was just a figurehead, only there to provide background. However, now was not the time to argue with him; she needed to focus on dealing with this trap. She ignored him, turned around, picked up the wine set out on the table, and toasted Hua Qianjun with a smile, saying, "Han Xue is late, I hope Your Majesty will not be offended. I will punish myself with a cup; Your Majesty, please help yourself."

"Good! Princess Protector of the Nation, what spirit you have! Truly a woman who is not inferior to men! Please!" Hua Qianjun politely drank his cup, but his gaze towards Han Xue grew increasingly deep.

Han Xue had just taken a sip of wine when a sarcastic male voice rang in her ears: "The rules of Qing Kingdom are truly peculiar. Since when can women sit at the same table as men? I thought you could only see men and women sharing a table in brothels, but I never expected to see this at a state banquet. Or are all the women of Biluo as casual as the Princess Protector of the Nation?"

These words were harsh, not only mocking Han Xue for her lack of propriety in drinking with a grown man, but also comparing her to a prostitute, and dragging all the women of Biluo into the matter—a blatant provocation.

Han Xue's face immediately turned cold, and she shouted sharply: "At a state banquet of Qing Kingdom, how can there be such a cowardly rat gossiping behind people's backs and disgracing our nation?"

Her clear female voice was like a thunderclap, causing everyone in the room to stare at her in astonishment. Even the dancers in the room froze, unsure whether to continue dancing or quickly leave the stage.

"You...you, how dare you! Who are you calling a cowardly rat?" From Long Yue's seat, a man in his thirties, his face flushed, stood up and roared at Han Xue. The man had striking features, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was quite handsome, but his complexion was sallow, and his eyes darted around, clearly indicating a wicked and restless person.

Seeing the stalemate, Hua Shizhao waved his hand, dismissing the dancers who were standing there.

"The envoys from Longyue, is it?" Han Xue squinted at the Longyue envoys' lineup, then turned to Hua Qianjun with a serious expression and said, "As the Princess Protector of Biluo, I hold the title of First-Rank Imperial Lady and am here on behalf of my royal brother as an envoy to Qing. The Prince of Qing has treated me with great courtesy, for which I am deeply grateful. However, at such a state banquet, someone has openly insulted the dignity of my Biluo Kingdom. I know that this matter has nothing to do with Your Majesty, but I still have the audacity to ask Your Majesty to bear witness for me. Today, I will only seek out the person who insulted our national prestige and will never implicate others in this matter."

This was a clever remark. On the surface, it distanced Qing from the matter, while subtly telling the Prince of Qing: I know this matter has nothing to do with your Qing Kingdom; it is Longyue who is trying to cause trouble. This matter will not affect the alliance between our two countries. She then asked Prince Qing to be a witness. Even though Prince Qing still harbored some selfish motives, he had to make a statement on this matter and could no longer interfere. This gave the envoys of other countries a hint that even though Qing Kingdom had secretly allied with other countries, it would not easily offend Biluo on the surface. This also thwarted Long Yue's idea of uniting other countries to sabotage Biluo at the state banquet. As the host, Qing Kingdom was watching the power struggle unfold, so even if the other countries wanted to join in, they would first consider their own strength.

Hua Qianjun had lived half his life, so how could he not understand the meaning behind Han Xue's words? He immediately said very readily, "Princess, rest assured, this matter concerns the national dignity, and I will never favor anyone."

"I thank Your Majesty in advance." Han Xue smiled smugly, thinking to herself that Hua Qianjun was indeed a sensible and understanding person.

Turning to look at the man standing there dumbfounded, his face alternating between red and green, an old man beside him was tugging at his sleeve. Han Xue smiled immediately; this old man was an old acquaintance. "So, Prime Minister Han is here too! Forgive my poor

eyesight, I only just noticed you." She remembered this old man coming to Biluo to congratulate Huangfu Haoyu on his birthday when she was young, carrying a small jade sailboat model, looking incredibly smug, and constantly belittling and mocking Biluo. His face was exactly like that man's from the same mold. Therefore, she had a very deep impression of this old man, and it was thanks to him that she was particularly passionate about shipbuilding. Unfortunately, she built the largest shipyard in Longyue, even manufacturing ships for the Royal Navy. Of course, no one knew that she was the hidden boss behind the scenes, but they would find out soon enough, hehehe… Still relying on your own hands? How could that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male sex toy anime virgin real body famous name instrument highly realistic genital shape! Swallowing and spitting, irresistible! Click to enter Long

Yue Chengxiang Han Gaoyuan, who was called out, stood up with an extremely unnatural expression, and greeted Han Xue in a stiff tone, "It's been many years since I last saw you, Princess, you are even more beautiful and charming."

Han Xue waved her hand lazily: "Prime Minister Han is too kind, Han Xue knows her own strengths and weaknesses." Then she smiled slightly, not even looking at the man standing next to Han Gaoyuan, and started chatting with Han Gaoyuan, "This mission, I suppose it was Prime Minister Han who led the team?"

Because of what had just happened, now that Han Xue suddenly changed the topic, Han Gaoyuan was afraid that Han Xue had dug a trap for him to fall into, and just as While he was pondering his words, Han Xue didn't wait for his reply and continued, "Oh dear, King Longyue is truly blessed to have such a capable and virtuous minister like Prime Minister Han to assist him. Unlike my brothers in Biluo, one by one, they either only think about reciting poetry and painting, or they're obsessed with martial arts. They're all delusional. Alas, otherwise I wouldn't have been sent on this mission in place of my brother, and you Longyue would have laughed at me, a woman, for showing my face in public."

Han Xue rambled on, completely losing the imposing manner she had shown earlier when she was determined to confront the Longyue envoy. Instead, she spoke as if chatting casually with a close friend, leaving Han Gaoyuan completely bewildered. He opened his mouth to reply, but Han Xue interrupted him again.

"Ah, I remember my brother's aunt, Princess Wenhua, wasn't she Your Majesty Longyue's mother, Your Majesty Longyue's Empress Dowager? Oh, my poor aunt, she's gone and I've implicated her, making her own ministers curse her in front of envoys from all over the world as a prostitute who was ridden and trampled by thousands of men. Oh, my poor aunt." Hanxue covered her face and pretended to cry.

Upon hearing this, the envoys from Longyue Kingdom were all drenched in cold sweat, trembling like leaves. Intermarriage between nations was common, and in truth, the rulers of various countries were all related by blood. The current ruler of Longyue Kingdom's mother was none other than Princess Wenhua of Biluo. Although she was dead, to be compared to a prostitute in front of all nations by one of their own subjects was a truly humiliating disgrace. All of them were now facing certain death because of that one sentence. Insulting royalty was a capital offense, especially insulting the mother of a king—wasn't that implying the king was a bastard?

The young man clearly hadn't expected that a casual remark insulting Han Xue would lead to this situation. Thinking of the consequences, she was so terrified that she collapsed to the ground, completely terrified.

Han Gaoyuan was both shocked and furious. Seeing the man sprawled at his feet, he immediately

kicked him, yelling, "You good-for-nothing bastard!" The kick snapped the man back to his senses. He frantically clung to Han Gaoyuan's leg, crying, "Father, Father, save me! I'll save me! I didn't mean to! I just wanted to humiliate that woman! Father, Father, wasn't it you who told me to say it? I was just doing what you said, Father—"

Hearing his son's unfiltered words, Han Gaoyuan nearly fainted. Enraged, he kicked the

man hard in the chest. "Beast—" The man flew three steps, spitting out blood, and collapsed to the ground groaning, no longer daring to approach Han Gaoyuan.

Han Xue almost burst out laughing. This old man Han had truly raised a good son. She was just looking for material to use, and he had delivered it right to her. Truly deserving of praise.

Han Xue feigned surprise and covered her mouth, exclaiming, "Oh my! So this is the son of Prime Minister Han! I'm so blind, I didn't even recognize him!" In her heart, however, she thought: "Like begets like, and a rat's son is bound to be a rat, isn't he? No wonder they look exactly alike." Han Xue looked up and met Han Gaoyuan's murderous gaze. Feigning regret, she said, "Prime Minister Han, you must teach him properly. As a subject, publicly insulting the mother of the king is a capital offense. How could you commit such a grave mistake?" Suddenly, her beautiful eyes widened, and she pointed at Han Gaoyuan in surprise, as if she had just realized something. "He... he just said that you told him to say that. What, Prime Minister Han, are you trying to do? Instructing your son to insult the mother of the king, are you questioning the king's bloodline?" Han Xue gasped in surprise, delivering her final blow: "Could it be, could it be that Prime Minister Han, you intend to rebel?"

Han Gaoyuan's eyes turned bloodshot with rage, and the violent killing intent in his eyes was chilling. Han Xue's last words had completely driven him to lose his mind. He lunged forward, intending to kill Han Xue.

The envoys from various countries watched coldly, even the King of Qing and his princes remained unmoved. Only the man in the main seat of the Ice Crystal Envoy, as pure and elegant as ice and snow, stood up nervously. Han

Xue wasn't worried about her own safety at all; instead, she turned back and smiled reassuringly at the man.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Han Gaoyuan, who was rushing towards Han Xue, suddenly knelt down five steps away from her. Like a caged beast, he roared and struggled frantically, but his legs, pressed to the ground, remained motionless.

Upon closer inspection, everyone noticed that Han Gaoyuan's kneecaps appeared shattered and flattened, bright red blood quickly spreading where he had knelt. A jade chopstick was stuck in his waistband; judging by its position, it was inserted into an acupoint controlling his lower body, which was why Han Gaoyuan's lower body was immobilized.

Upon further reflection, everyone realized that the chopsticks were the same ones used on their respective tables. They then glanced at the table opposite Han Xue's, and sure enough, the silent prince consort was missing a chopstick. In

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, everyone in the hall with a basic understanding of martial arts was horrified. They had only seen Han Gaoyuan rush towards Han Xue, but no one had seen Han Zhan make a move. It wasn't until Han Gaoyuan suddenly knelt down that everyone realized something was amiss. Only then did they see that it was the man who had been sitting beside Han Xue who had made the move. Considering the man's extraordinary martial arts skills, these people immediately broke out in a cold sweat. This included the Prince of Qing, the five princes, and the three generals in the Golden Sands seats. Long Yue's group, already stunned by fear, were completely disoriented upon seeing Han Gaoyuan kneeling. They couldn't possibly think as deeply or clearly as the others.

Han Xue surveyed the entire scene and saw that those with ulterior motives all looked horrified and uneasy. Naturally, this included the sons of Prince Qing. Only the handsome man in the seat of the Ice Crystal Kingdom looked calm. Han Xue couldn't help but feel a bit of goodwill towards him.

Turning to look at Han Gaoyuan, who was kneeling five steps away from her, Han Xue laughed—a laugh that was arrogant and blatant. "Prime Minister Han, may I admit that what you just did was an attempt to assassinate me? Do you know that openly assassinating an envoy of a nation will provoke war between our two countries? Or did you knowingly commit this crime, intending to provoke my Biluo army into a life-or-death battle with Longyue?"

Han Gaoyuan, kneeling on the ground, was nearly fainting from the pain in his legs, yet his mind remained perfectly clear, preventing him from even trying to escape. Hearing Han Xue's provocation again, his eyes widened in fury, and he opened his mouth to shout a rebuttal, only to find that he had been silenced by a pressure point acupuncture. Enraged, his face twisted into a terrifying, man-eating demon as he pointed at Han Xue and roared incoherently. Unfortunately, he was unable to move his legs or speak, and couldn't even touch Han Xue's clothes. He could only harbor resentment in his heart, glancing at his son lying on the ground, hoping that he could muster his usual cleverness and be of some use at this moment.

Han Xue wasn't afraid of any tricks he might pull. With Han Zhan there, she believed that no one in this world could possibly harm her in front of Han Zhan had even been born yet. Ignoring everything else, she coldly stared at Han Gaoyuan and said, "Prime Minister Han, as the Prime Minister of Longyue Kingdom, you are second only to the Emperor. I simply don't understand why you've done so much. From instigating your son to utter provocative words against our country, to subtly insulting the mother of the King of Longyue, to your attempt to assassinate me..." Han Xue suddenly exclaimed, pointing at Han Gaoyuan, "Ah...you wouldn't happen to be a spy planted in Longyue by another country, would you? You're determined to provoke a war between our country and Longyue. Who do you want to benefit from this?" As she spoke, Han Xue glanced at everyone present with apparent unease.

Hua Qianjun was the quickest to react. As soon as Han Xue uttered those words, he understood the whole story. He couldn't help but give Han Xue a thumbs-up in admiration. To be able to involve two countries with just a few words from someone else, and to give them a legitimate reason for their future actions, this woman was indeed extraordinary.

Immediately, he straightened his face and addressed the crowd, saying, "I swear to Heaven that my Qing Kingdom has absolutely no connection with Han Gaoyuan. If this is a lie, I am willing to accept divine punishment."

Hua Qianjun's oath caused an uproar among the envoys from various countries. They all looked at Hua Qianjun in astonishment, especially the envoys from Jinsha. They had originally thought that the three kingdoms' secret alliance was to deal with Biluo together. Although on the surface, the Prince of Qing was forced by the princess of Biluo to not interfere in this matter, in their minds, if the princess of Biluo really went too far, the Prince of Qing should still intervene. And no matter how much Biluo and Long Yue's farce went on, it wouldn't affect them. So they thought it was good to be bystanders. Who knew that things would take such a turn, and the arrow would be pulled in a different direction.

"I, Bingjing, swear to Heaven that I have absolutely no connection with Chancellor Han Gaoyuan. If this is a lie, may I, Bingjing, be punished by Heaven!" A refined and elegant man stood up from Bingjing's seat, his oath even more solemn than that of Prince Qing. His clear voice boomed like thunder, leaving the envoys of the Jinsha Kingdom dizzy and disoriented.

At this point, the arrow of this farce pointed directly at Jinsha, yet the Jinsha envoys were either silent with their heads bowed or completely distracted; none dared to deny any connection to Han Gaoyuan. All eyes were now on the Jinsha envoys.

The Jinsha envoys were inwardly bitter. It wasn't that they didn't want to deny it, but rather that they were hoping someone else would. After all, the Jinsha regime was currently controlled by three parties, and they only represented their own faction. Who knew which faction Han Gaoyuan was connected to? Therefore, they all hoped that the party associated with Han Gaoyuan would deny it, little did they know that this waiting only solidified Jinsha's suspicions.

"Ah, I never expected things to turn out this way. It's truly terrifying! Han Xiang is actually a Jinsha spy infiltrated in Longyue!" Just as everyone was thoughtfully observing the Jinsha envoys, Han Xue loudly voiced their suspicions, thus sealing the matter.

Surprisingly, after Han Xue spoke, none of the Jinsha envoys refuted her, only secretly fearing each other.

Han Xue laughed inwardly. This was the consequence of a country being divided into three. They hadn't even sorted out their own domestic affairs, yet they were already thinking of attacking other countries—truly laughable. The matter had achieved its desired result. Han Xue glanced at Hua Qianjun, signaling him to clean up the mess.

Fortunately, Hua Qianjun lived up to his reputation as a cunning old fox. He immediately feigned difficulty and said to Han Xue, "Esteemed envoys, this matter… has now escalated beyond mere verbal sparring between Biluo and Longyue; it may even involve Jinsha. Your Highness, could you grant me some leeway and spare this matter for today? I assure you, I will send letters to the rulers of all the countries tomorrow explaining this matter. I believe the King of Biluo will not blame the Princess for this."

Hua Qianjun was overjoyed. He already knew that… How should the King of Longyue write his letter: "At the state banquet, Han Xiang openly provoked Princess Biluo, the protector of the kingdom, and subtly insulted the mother of the King of Longyue as a prostitute, implying to the envoys of various countries that the King of Longyue's bloodline is illegitimate and he may not be the legitimate ruler. Later, he attempted to assassinate Princess Biluo in the palace but was captured. Princess Biluo implied that Han Xiang was a spy from another country, which Han Xiang did not deny. All the countries present swore an oath to heaven, except for the envoy of Jinsha Kingdom, who dared not swear. I fear that Jinsha Kingdom intends to take advantage of the Three Kingdoms Alliance to turn against us, so the Three Kingdoms Alliance is hereby called off."

Han Xue bowed respectfully, her head bowed, and addressed Hua Qianjun, "Then it is entirely up to Your Majesty. Han Xue thanks you in advance."

Just then, the sound of a table overturning and a panicked cry of "Be careful!" exploded in Han Xue's ears. Before she could even feel surprise or panic, the person she was warning had been pierced through the forehead with a chopstick and pinned to a weeping willow tree a dozen meters away.

Han Gaoyuan, who had been kneeling on the ground, began to wail mournfully. Only then did everyone realize that the person pinned to the willow was Han Gaoyuan's son, and the greenish-blue dagger lying on the ground was enough to explain the whole story.

Seeing this, everyone gasped in shock. That man's senses were incredibly sharp, his movements incredibly fast, his skill incredibly high, and his strike incredibly powerful.

Han Xue didn't even glance at the person she needed to be wary of. Anyone who dared to lay a hand on her in front of Han Zhan would likely meet a less than pleasing end. Turning to the man who had alerted her by flipping the table, she saw a complex and unreadable expression on his gentle, refined face, a lingering hint of panic in his eyes. This sight touched Han Xue, and she smiled gratefully, bowing her head in a gesture of respect—but that was all.

Han Zhan silently pressed against Han Xue's back, his large hand encircling her slender waist. He turned and nodded gratefully to the man who had spoken up. Although he didn't need the reminder, the man's intentions were good. Xue'er had taught him to be grateful without expecting anything in return, but to always be polite. He considered himself a devoted husband, and he would always remember his wife's words.

The couple bid farewell to Prince Qing and departed. This treacherous banquet ended hastily in less than an hour, making it arguably the shortest state banquet ever.

A refined-looking man watched the departing beauty, a slight pang of sorrow in his heart. If someone had told him before that he could fall instantly in love with a woman, he would have scoffed. But today, he believed it.

The woman was sometimes witty, sometimes playful, standing fearlessly among powerful figures from various countries, even able to laugh off danger. Yet, it was that unremarkable, graceful smile that had entered his heart, seeped into his very bones and blood, unforgettable, unforgettable. Thinking of her intelligence and wit, the man smiled faintly. With just a few words, she had led a group of men by the nose without them even realizing it; even he was humbled.

Just now, he had caught a glimpse of that young master Han drawing a dagger from his sleeve at her. At that moment, his heart nearly stopped. He felt both worry and resentment, resentment that the man hadn't protected her, that he hadn't even noticed the danger. Only after the young master Han was sent flying did he realize that the reason she could still smile in the face of danger was because of the man behind her; she knew that man would protect her.

At that moment, he knew he had no chance, not even a trace of resentment, because that man was more suitable for her than him. Not all men are willing to be mere supporting characters, nor do all men have the magnanimity to allow their beloved wives to laugh and rage in public. He admitted he couldn't do that.

Such an excellent woman, yet already another man's wife. The man's clear, bright eyes gradually dimmed, and a long sigh escaped his lips. Who could have predicted that a trip to the Kingdom of Qing would lead to such heartbreak… Amidst

the turbulent five-nation war,

the King of Qing's birthday approached, and the capital was decorated with lanterns and streamers, bustling with activity. Decades of recuperation had brought peace and prosperity to the people of Qing, making the King of Qing deeply beloved. The people began early, spontaneously hanging red lanterns and tying red ribbons in front of their doors to celebrate Prince Qing's birthday and pray for blessings.

Inside the official post station in Biluo, Han Xue took out a letter of state bearing the seal of the Biluo monarch from a brocade box and handed it to Hua Shilan. Seeing his still bitter face, she couldn't help but feel both amused and annoyed. "Second Prince, why do you look so gloomy? If people see this, they'll think I've bullied you! Don't you think that in this alliance between the two countries, your Qing Kingdom will benefit the most?"

Hua Shilan thought to himself, 'If only it were as straightforward as the letter of state says, otherwise it's hard to say.' No one in this world would refuse a benefit; they were just waiting to see what Biluo would do. Thinking of the deal he had just made with Han Xue, his face almost turned bitter. He wondered if he would still be alive after reporting this news to his father.

What Hua Shilan thought was beyond Han Xue's control, but Hua Shilan's wretched face actually amused her, making her grin almost to her ears.

The reason why the women of the Hua clan died young was due to the unspeakable perverse sexual desires of the Hua clan men. It was only with great difficulty that in Hua Qianjun's generation, the world produced Han Qi, a pervert, whose medicine truly solved a major problem for Hua Qianjun. Now that she knew the secret of the Hua clan, she wouldn't be Han Xue if she didn't make good use of it. Currently, the two countries had an alliance, so she couldn't use the medicine as leverage, but she could still manipulate the price to make a fortune. So, she symbolically tripled the price of the medicine and incidentally gave away a little bit of the cheap skin-regenerating and scar-removing ointment as a friendly donation.

No matter how unwilling Hua Shilan was, the medicine was in the other party's hands, and they were already at their mercy, like a fait accompli, with no way to change the situation. Fortunately, it's just a price increase, not a shortage; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable. For over a decade, the men of the tribe have become accustomed to their frenzied sexual release every seven days. If it were suddenly stopped, it would be even more unbearable than starvation or thirst. Moreover, seeing a group of boys and girls nearing maturity, yet unable to enjoy them, some in the tribe might harbor ulterior motives. Thinking this way, Hua Shilan finally felt a little relieved. He raised his hand and bowed to Han Xue, saying, "Since that's the case, then according to the agreed time between our two countries, our army will take advantage of the passage to directly attack Longyue. Please make preparations."

Han Xue also politely returned the bow, saying, "Rest assured, our soldiers have already set off for Wolong River. Please make preparations as soon as possible, after all, we still have Jinsha behind us." This was a clear message to Hua Shilan that if the Qing army did not take Longyue quickly, once Biluo dealt with the main force of Longyue, they would rush straight to Jinsha. If Jinsha was completely captured by them, they could only blame Qing for being too slow.

"Princess, rest assured, our Qing Kingdom's army began its journey to Longyue in batches a month ago. Once the battle begins, our army will occupy Longyue in the shortest possible time." After saying this, Hua Shilan rose to take his leave.

Seeing him gone, Han Zhan walked behind Han Xue and embraced her. "Longyue's envoy departed for Longyue today. Hua Qianjun sent an envoy with a letter of state, the contents of which are unknown. I wonder if there's anything fishy going on."

Han Xue naturally leaned into Han Zhan's embrace, her voice languid. "The situation is clear now. If Hua Qianjun still doesn't understand what's most beneficial for his Qing Kingdom, he's been a ruler for so many years without merit."

Outside the window, a gust of wind blew through the maple trees, fiery red leaves fluttering in the air like winged sprites, staining the eyes of the two people nestled together inside the window red.

"The wind is rising..."

The autumn wind rises, and beacon fires blaze across the sky.

War drums thundered along the Wolong River as the 700,000-strong army of Biluo swept across the turbulent river undetected, launching a surprise attack on the four riverside cities of Longyue Kingdom. News of the victory reached the courts of various countries three days later. In

the Biluo imperial palace

, Huangfu Haotian, looking at the victory report in his hand, excitedly slammed his fist on the table. "Excellent! Excellent! Four cities captured without a single loss! Well done!"

Huangfu Haoyu took the report, which read: "The Princess Protector's spies drugged the drinking water, allowing our army to launch a surprise attack without resistance, capturing four cities in succession. Our army, without losing a single soldier or general, ambushed and captured 230,000 enemy troops."

"This time, Xue'er deserves the greatest credit for such a smooth victory!" Huangfu Haotian's face flushed with excitement. Capturing four enemy cities without losing a single soldier or general was unprecedented in the history of any nation.

A strange light flashed in Huangfu Haoyu's eyes. "To think of poisoning the drinking water and bewitching four cities, Xue'er certainly has a clever scheme. But do you really think this is a good thing?"

Huangfu Haotian paused for a moment, then smiled meaningfully. "Father, you don't need to worry about that. I've already made plans. As long as Xue'er doesn't harbor any disloyalty, she will be a hero."

Now it was Huangfu Haoyu's turn to be surprised. "You've already made arrangements?"

Huangfu Haotian smiled smugly and deeply. "Father, didn't you tell me that all land under heaven belongs to the king? I will give Xue'er wealth and power; she is the true protector princess of Biluo. If I say she isn't, then she is nothing."

Huangfu Jingtian was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly. "I was overthinking it. Hao'er, you've done very well. This is how an emperor should act."

...

In the Longyue Palace

, King Longyue was receiving envoys from the Qing Kingdom in the Golden Hall. After reading the Qing King's letter, King Longyue was furious. He ordered the guards outside the hall to imprison Han Gaoyuan and his son in the imperial prison, and to banish Han Gaoyuan's daughter, Consort Han, to the Cold Palace. He also ordered the Ministry of Justice to thoroughly investigate Han Gaoyuan's treasonous activities.

Before this matter could be resolved, three alarm bells suddenly rang out at the palace gates, startling all the civil and military officials in the hall into a near panic. A disheveled messenger stumbled and scrambled into the palace, collapsing to the ground and hissing urgently, "Your Majesty, the Biluo army has launched a surprise attack on my Wolong River border city! No one in the city is offering resistance, and no smoke has been seen rising. I saw the Biluo army marching into the city without any resistance. Please, Your Majesty, send reinforcements immediately!"

King Longyue was so shocked he nearly fell off his throne, his heart filled with shock and anger: all four border cities along the Wolong River were heavily guarded; how could there be no resistance? Was there some inside force and outside forces at work? Furthermore, why would Biluo suddenly send troops to attack Longyue? The three-kingdoms alliance's siege of Biluo hadn't even begun yet, and now Biluo had turned the tables on them. The four border cities along the Wolong River were all eager to help; to attack, all four could be attacked simultaneously. Now that one city had fallen, the other three would suffer the same fate. What was going on? Did Biluo know about the three-kingdoms alliance and deliberately strike first?

King Longyue, still shaken, urgently addressed the assembled officials, "Do any of you have a good strategy to repel the enemy?" The officials offered their suggestions one after another.

"Your Majesty, I believe..."

The Qing Kingdom's royal palace was

celebrating the King's birthday, a time of national jubilation. All officials were present, and four other kingdoms paid homage. When Hua Shizhao received the urgent report, his expression changed drastically upon reading it. He turned and rushed to the Imperial Garden. In the Imperial Garden, officials were feasting. Hua Shizhao hurriedly bowed to Hua Qianjun and then presented the urgent report. Hua Qianjun's smiling face froze completely upon seeing the report's contents. His eyes widened in astonishment as he looked down at the relaxed couple at the head of the table. However, in an instant, he composed himself, beckoning Hua Shizhao to come closer and whispering a few instructions before continuing to drink with a calm expression. Han Zhan's cold, sharp eyes only caught a glimpse of Hua Shizhao's solemn departure. In the Golden Sands Palace, the sallow-faced eldest prince was writhing violently atop a beautiful body, his seductive moans echoing throughout the palace. "Ah...so good...ah...um...deeper...ah...so good...good brother...ah...faster..." "You slut...are you enjoying being...fucked by this prince? Does it feel good? Ah?...ah?...Look how tight you're, isn't it good? Ah..." The eldest prince, panting, roared out lewd words as he thrust his penis into the woman's tight hole. A flash of cold light crossed the woman's alluring phoenix eyes, a captivating smile playing on her lips. Her fair arms wrapped encircled the prince's neck, her bright red tongue darting from her crimson lips to lick his Adam's apple, emitting seductive moans of "mmm" and "ah." "Hmm...so slutty...so wanton...I'll fuck you...fuck you to death...fuck you to death...is it good...scream louder...scream..." Deep within the harem , "Ah...Your Highness...ah...no..." A mature woman with captivating charm was surrounded by three men. While one hand was manipulating the enormous penis of a middle-aged man, her anus was being violently thrust into by two other men simultaneously. "Second brother, third brother, you two slow down. Can't you see that Yan'er can't properly lick my penis anymore?" The middle-aged man standing beside the woman's head frowned and said unhappily, pressing the woman's head towards his massive member, pinching her chin as he forcefully shoved his huge penis inside. "Ugh...uh...ugh...ugh..." The woman called Yan'er was being intensely attacked in both her lower orifices at the same time, and with such a thick penis stuffed into her mouth, she not only had difficulty breathing, but the penis already pushed into her throat also made her feel nauseous and wanted to vomit. She struggled and moved her tongue, hoping to push the penis out of her mouth. "Ugh...oh...so good...ah...ah...you really know how to lick..." The middle-aged man groaned in pleasure, and began to thrust the head of his penis in and out of Yan'er's mouth. "Big brother, is Yan'er's little mouth really this wonderful?" The man called Lao Er asked with a lewd smile as he pounded hard into Yan'er's vagina like a pile driver. "Great, this woman really knows how to lick. Her little mouth is so small, and when it's in her throat, it's squeezing and squeezing, I almost couldn't help but cum." The middle-aged man called Lao Er ignored the fact that the woman under him was already rolling her eyes, and his thick penis thrust in and out of her mouth even more intensely and wildly. "This woman is so good to fuck. No wonder the old man only favored her. Her asshole is so tight it feels like it's trying to squeeze my whole thing into her body. Damn it, I'm going to fuck her to my heart's content today." The man lying under the woman, known as the third brother, thrust his hips upwards with all his might. His thick, hard penis moved in and out of the woman's stretched-to-the-limit anus rapidly. Each time he withdrew, a trace of bright red blood would come out, mingling with the lustful fluid from the woman's vulva, soaking a large patch of bedding beneath the four of them. "After all these years of waiting, we've finally gotten our chance. We're going to enjoy her properly these next few days. Once we go to war, we won't have this blessing anymore." The second brother, whose penis was being thrust into the woman's flower hole with a series of "plop, plop" sounds, sighed and began to thrust even more vigorously.

Three of the most powerful men in Jinsha were hopelessly addicted to their lust for their once-beautiful mother. Unbeknownst to them, just a few doors away in the imperial bedchamber, a man in black was pacing anxiously, glancing up at the closed doors and sighing in despair. In the snow-covered palace

of the Ice Crystal Palace

, along a cold corridor, a cold-looking man in a dragon robe gazed at the high palace walls, his expression distant.

At the other end of the corridor, an elderly eunuch with white hair strode swiftly towards them, appearing behind the man in the blink of an eye without any visible movement.

"Your Majesty, the 700,000-strong army of Biluo crossed the Wolong River three days ago, capturing four cities without losing a single soldier or general."

"Has it begun?" The cold, icy Lord of Ice Crystals looked up at the snow-covered sky and asked the eunuch behind him, "Laifu, do you think Ning'er is doing well in Biluo? Her health should be better now, right? It's like spring all year round there; it should help with her asthma."

The old eunuch lowered his head and said softly, "Your Majesty saw the letter from the Princess Protector. With her protecting the princess, she should be fine. She has a divine physician under her command; as long as that physician takes action, he can surely ensure the princess lives to be a hundred years old."

"A woman, without royal blood, possessing only wealth and power, will not last long." The Ice Crystal King sighed softly, a hint of regret and helplessness in his voice, which dissipated with the swirling snow...

The most famous battle in history, the Battle of Wolong River, had begun. The 700,000-strong army of Biluo, like a giant sword, cleaved across the central part of Longyue's territory towards the capital, leaving a trail of carnage and rivers of blood.

Qing and Jinsha joined forces to reinforce, their armies splitting into two routes. The Qing army headed straight for Longyue's capital, leaving troops to defend cities along the way. The Jinsha army launched a surprise attack on Longshou City, the border city of Bingjing, Biluo, and Longjing, intending to capture the Biluo capital once it fell.

However, the Biluo army, upon learning of the Qing reinforcements, quickly retreated to defend the banks of the Wolong River. Meanwhile, the Jinsha army arrived at Longshou City only to find two large armies stationed there—an allied force from the Bingjing and Biluo kingdoms.

Within a month, the situation among the five kingdoms shifted again. The Qing army, which had come to reinforce Longyue, suddenly turned against them upon entering the capital. In just two days, they captured the capital, imprisoning the entire Longyue royal family in the inner palace. On the same day, most of Longyue's cities fell to Qing soldiers.

On the same day, the Biluo army crossed the Wolong River again, capturing fourteen cities near the river. In just two days, Longyue was practically defunct, its territory completely divided between Biluo and Qing.

Also on the same day, Jinsha's southeastern border was under attack. Biluo's 300,000-strong army launched a surprise attack, capturing two cities in just two days.

Still on the same day, the Jinsha army clashed with the Bingjing and Biluo allied forces outside Longshou City. As soon as the two armies clashed, the Ice Crystal army hastily retreated to one side, while the Azure Sky army bravely charged forward to fight the enemy. The three princes of the Golden Sands army, fearing a trap, also divided their forces in two, creating a tug-of-war between the two armies.

However, just as they completed their division, a large army suddenly charged out from each flank, forming an encirclement with the Ice Crystal and Golden Sands armies, effectively trapping Long Yue's main force in two. Once the encirclement was complete, the soldiers on the outer perimeter of the Ice Crystal and Azure Sky armies, under the cover of the inner perimeter, began to slaughter the Golden Sands soldiers like meat grinders. In an instant, the area outside Dragon Head City was a scene of carnage, with blood staining the yellow sand for dozens of miles.

Two days later, the Golden Sands army of 500,000 was annihilated fifty miles outside Dragon Head City. Two days of continuous breakouts, pursuits, breakouts again, pursuits again—it was a miracle they survived, given the lack of food and exhaustion. But even that lasted only two days. The soldiers of Jinsha had exhausted all their strength; death was imminent…

They weakly raised their nicked swords, but before they could even strike their enemies, they were cut in half at the waist. As their bodies flew through the air, they watched helplessly as their limbs fell several meters away, trampled into a bloody pulp by horses' hooves. In the end, they could only depart for the underworld, filled with resentment and bitterness at not being able to die a complete death.

Three days later, boundless panic gripped the soldiers and civilians of Jinsha. The three kings who ruled Jinsha were killed outside Dragon Head City by the allied forces of Biluo and Bingjing, leaving Jinsha without a leader. The eldest prince, indulging in debauchery and neglecting worldly affairs, caused panic among the officials. They rushed to the palace seeking an audience with the Empress, only to find that all the eunuchs and maids had fled. The once-glorious Empress was found on her bedchamber, naked, her body covered in bruises and white semen. Dark red bloodstains stained her pubic area and anus—she had been dead for some time.

As this news spread like wildfire, the Qing Kingdom mobilized 800,000 troops, divided into four routes, to attack the southern border of Jinsha.

The officials of Jinsha were in uproar, their ranks vacant. Within five days, everyone in the Jinsha capital with even a small amount of property fled, leaving the once-prosperous city virtually deserted.

Only two months into the war, the situation among the four kingdoms shifted rapidly. The combined forces of Biluo and Bingjing first annihilated Jinsha's 500,000-strong army, then cut in from the northeast corner of Jinsha's territory, heading straight for the Jinsha royal city. Meanwhile, another 300,000-strong army from Biluo cut in from the southeast corner of Jinsha, capturing seven cities in succession. The two armies, moving in tandem, rapidly conquered city after city of Jinsha.

The four armies of Qing were equally formidable, as Jinsha was undefended and disorganized. The four armies encountered almost no resistance, and the 800,000-strong army conquered one-third of Jinsha's territory in just one month. After their

resounding success, the Qing army retreated to

Iron Ox Back Mountain.

In the deputy commander's tent of the Qing army camp, a dozen or so naked generals, their eyes gleaming red, stared at the two women and four men, equally naked, surrounded by them. The two women were Princess Hua Xianfei and Princess Hua Xianyu, noble daughters of the Qing Kingdom. Sandwiched between them were the four generals who had distinguished themselves in the battle between Longyue and Jinsha: Sun Yufang, Liu Shuheng, Hua Rui, and Wu Hao. The two princesses had clearly been drugged; their eyes were glazed, their bodies flushed, and as they were attacked by the two men simultaneously, they squeezed and kneaded their full breasts, leaving bluish-red finger marks on their once white, round breasts.

Liu Shuheng, thrusting his hips forward, looked at the surrounding generals and said, “Generals, there’s no need to be polite. These two princesses were originally given to me and Brother Hua Rui by His Majesty. They’ve been given a very strong drug; they won’t wake up. Please enjoy yourselves.”

The generals around him were already aroused by this erotic scene; their penises were already erect and swollen. One of the burly generals said in a hoarse voice, "Lord Liu, this isn't quite right. After all, she's a princess. If we really mess with her, what if His Majesty blames us..."

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!" Hua Rui said with a laugh as he desperately sprinted forward, panting, "Didn't you see how we play? Since she's been given to me, she's mine. What I do with her is my decision. I've given you permission to play, so just play to your heart's content. We're all brothers. If it weren't for everyone's willingness to risk their lives, we wouldn't have achieved such great merit. What's a little bit of sharing a woman? Ah..." As he spoke, his body stiffened and he trembled violently, shooting all his white fluid into that moist jade pot.

Hua Rui pulled out his half-erect penis, rubbed it, and said, "These two women are indeed very enjoyable to have sex with. Generals, there's no need to be polite. We're all brothers. As the saying goes, brothers are like hands and feet, and women are like clothes. Even if she's a princess, isn't she still a woman? Women are born to be played with by men. Come on, come on, this little hole is very tight, it feels so good." As he spoke, he casually pulled over the adjutant next to him, pushed him aside, and, holding his penis, forced the entire shaft into the hole.

"Ah...so good..." The lieutenant, who was already on the verge of exploding, could no longer hold back as soon as Longyang entered her. He looked up at the pair of large breasts in front of him, his hands trembling as he reached out to touch them. Looking up at that usually aloof face, an indescribable excitement suddenly burst forth from his heart. "I'm fucking the princess, I'm fucking the princess, damn it, I'm fucking the princess, I'm fucking, I'm fucking..." The lieutenant's muttered words grew louder and louder until he couldn't help but roar. His not-so-thick penis now seemed to have grown larger. He looked as if he were facing an enemy on the battlefield, his eyes bloodshot, his hands gripping the soft breasts tightly, his sword thrusting fiercely at his waist as if he wanted to pierce through the woman beneath him.

With one person taking the lead, the surrounding generals no longer held back, reaching out and touching, licking, and kissing the two women like wild beasts devoid of reason, frantically ravaging them. They didn't even notice when the four generals who had been grating on the women left the tent.

"Our ancestor was indeed wise. Now, who would have any disloyal intentions towards us?" Liu Shuheng exclaimed. In the eyes of those generals, the fact that they were willing to share their beloved wives, who were princesses of the nation, meant they were completely loyal.

The four men turned and went to the main tent. Hua Qianjun emerged from the inner chamber of the main tent, wearing only a single pair of trousers. He glanced at the four men, "Have the meritorious generals been settled?"

"Yes," the four men answered in unison, then sat down on the mahogany chairs on either side at Hua Qianjun's signal.

Hua Qianjun sat down in the head seat, stroking the mainland map on his desk, his brows furrowed. "What do you think of Biluo abandoning the iron mines of Jinsha and instead acquiring the less fertile territory of Longyue?"

"Your Majesty, I suspect there might be iron mines underground there, perhaps even more than in Jinsha?" Wu Hao asked.

"I think Biluo might have done this simply for ease of management," Hua Rui said.

"Could it be that there's something in Longyue that we don't know, but Biluo does, which is why they abandoned Jinsha for Longyue?" Sun Yufang speculated.

Hua Qianjun nodded thoughtfully. "Send spies to infiltrate Longyue and investigate this matter secretly." He didn't want to be tricked by Biluo again; if he hadn't acted quickly this time, Jinsha might have been lost to him.

Inside the Biluo military camp,

Huangfu Haotian, beaming, greeted King Bingjing, Bei Bingyan, and Regent Bei Bingqi in the commander's tent. "Your Majesty Bingjing, please; Regent, please." He then downed a cup of wine.

Bei Bingyan and Bei Bingqi quickly raised their cups and drank as well. However, Bei Bingqi seemed somewhat distracted, frequently glancing towards the tent entrance, seemingly looking at something.

"Regent, is there something urgent to attend to?" Huangfu Haotian asked with a smile, fanning himself with his jade fan.

"No, nothing much." He was simply waiting for that clever, elfin-like girl. "By the way, where is Princess Huguo? I heard that there is a divine physician in Princess Huguo's residence. My sister was born with asthma, and we have spent a lot of time and effort trying to help her. Now that I know that Princess Huguo's residence has a capable person, I must borrow someone from her."

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. Ning'er is also my concubine, and Xue'er will certainly not be stingy with a doctor." Huangfu Haotian smiled slightly and turned to the eunuch behind him, instructing, "Go and see why the princess has not yet arrived."

The eunuch had just left the tent when he returned, carrying a brocade box. "Reporting to Your Majesty, this was delivered by a soldier from the princess's tent. He said that the princess asked him to give it to you."

Huangfu Haotian and Huangfu Jingtian exchanged a puzzled look. "Present it here."

The brocade box was opened, and on top was a letter addressed to "Your Majesty, the Emperor." Huangfu Haotian picked up the letter and saw eight tokens lying quietly in the box.

Huangfu Haotian was startled and hurriedly tore open the letter in his hand. Upon reading it, he felt both ashamed and guilty, and his face burned with embarrassment.

Huangfu Jingtian, seeing this, walked up with a puzzled look. "Your Majesty, what is it?"

Huangfu Haotian closed his eyes and handed over the letter.

Huangfu Jingtian opened the letter, which read:

"Brother Emperor, the situation of the Three Kingdoms has been settled, and Xue'er and Han Zhan will now retire.

The eight tokens in the box represent the foundation Xue'er has built over the years. With these eight tokens, you can command the personnel and funds of all banners within the Three Kingdoms. Also, the back mountain of Han Family Manor in Qingzhou City is empty; it contains the wealth accumulated by all the people of Han Family Manor over the past ten years. If the national treasury is ever tight, you can take it out.

Xue'er's parents are still traveling. If they ever return, I would be grateful if you could take good care of them.

After all, Xue'er is going to sea this time, and the sea is unpredictable. If we encounter a storm, we might not be able to return.

Xue'er has never been to sea before. Han Zhan finally agreed to take me, so we'll go first. Perhaps one day we will return, or perhaps we will never return. So, farewell forever, Brother Emperor!

Han Xue, Han Zhan."

"Xue'er..."

The book is finished.

PS: There are two more extra chapters coming . Extra chapter

: To have a little Xue'er H.

In the snow-covered Tianchi Mountains, nestled between the mountains, there is a valley where spring lasts all year round and flowers bloom everywhere. On the grassy field full of flowers, a man and a woman are entwined.

"Ah... don't suck... um..." Han Xue cupped Han Zhan's head buried in her chest, seemingly pushing him away but not quite. The tingling and numbness from her nipples made her bite her red lips lightly, suppressing a moan.

"Call out," Han Zhan said in a low, hoarse voice as he licked Han Xue's tender nipples, "It's just the two of us here, I want to hear you make sounds of pleasure."

"Um..." Han Xue shook her head frantically, messing up her long hair, "Ah... no... don't bite..." This guy is getting better and better at how to suck to make her feel pleasure, oh, damn it, it feels so good.

"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp..." All she could hear were the sounds of Han Zhan sucking on her breasts. Han Xue felt a warm current flowing between her legs, and involuntarily squeezed her legs together, only to find herself tightly gripping Han Zhan's strong thighs between her legs.

"Aroused? You're getting more and more sensitive!" Han Zhan chuckled, slightly raising his body and removing his upper garments. His naked, muscular body once again covered Han Xue. Covered by

Han Zhan's strong body, and touching his well-defined skin, Han Xue couldn't help but tremble. A damp, stinging pain came from her shoulders and back, and her breasts, squeezed and grasped, ached indescribably. "Ugh... no... it hurts..."

Han Zhan's breathing grew heavier as he kissed Han Xue's fair neck, his voice hoarse. "It hurts too, Xue'er, feel it." He then took Han Xue's hand and pulled it to his crotch, grasping his thick, long member through her trousers. "Mmm...so good...Xue'er, rub it, mmm...rub it again..."

Holding that engorged member, Han Xue's heart pounded. "Zhan...your...mmm...it seems bigger again, ah..."

Han Zhan licked his lips triumphantly, twisting one of Han Xue's nipples and gently tugging. "Do you like my rod? A bigger one will make you feel even better."

Remembering the feeling of Han Zhan filling her body, stretching her to her limit, Han Xue couldn't help but gasp, a warm current seeming to flow from her lower body.

Han Xue raised her lustful eyes, looking at the wicked smile on Han Zhan's lips, and involuntarily pouted her red lips, her gentle stroking motion turning into a firm grip.

"Ah...oh..." Han Zhan cried out in surprise, then turned into a low moan, "You little brat, are you trying to cut me off?!..." After the pain came an indescribable pleasure brought by Han Xue's manipulation, which made Han Zhan's legs go weak. "You...oh...God...you little brat...ah oh..." The throbbing pain in his groin and the pleasure of being caressed were driving him crazy. Han Zhan grabbed Han Xue's clothes and pulled hard. With a "rip," the pink silk dress instantly turned into a pile of shreds. "See how I deal with you."

"Ah..." Han Xue screamed, but she didn't even have a chance to struggle before Han Zhan grabbed her hands. He used just one large hand to fix both of her hands above her head. Another "rip" sound rang out, this time it was her trousers. Han Xue wanted to cry but had no tears. She kicked her legs weakly and shouted angrily, "You stinky Han Zhan, you...you tore my clothes, what am I supposed to wear now, ah..."

"There are no outsiders here, what does it matter whether I wear clothes or not?" Han Zhan inserted a finger into the already wet valley, carefully feeling back and forth, and then inserted another finger.

"Ah...no...um...ah..." Han Xue twisted her waist, trying to break free from the intrusion between her legs, but compared to Han Zhan, her strength was negligible.

The wetness and tightness of Han Xue's vagina made Han Zhan unable to resist any longer. He withdrew his fingers, unbuckled his belt, and guided his swollen, purplish-red penis to Han Xue's entrance. With a forceful thrust, he shoved it all the way in.

"Ah..."

"Ugh..."

The sudden union made them both groan. Han Zhan flipped over, becoming the woman on top, with Han Xue straddling his hips. He liked this position. Not only could his thick penis penetrate deeper, but Han Xue could also grip him tighter, and he could see the beautiful sight of Xue'er's breasts. Watching those two snow-white mounds of soft flesh squeezed and deformed between his dark fingers under his grasp was enough to excite him.

"Ah...no...God...it's too full...you're too big...uh...I can't do this...ah..." Han Xue cried out helplessly, trying to pull Han Zhan out of her body by supporting herself with her hands on Han Zhan's lower abdomen. However, she only managed to pull out halfway before Han Zhan thrust

her whole thing back in with a powerful upward thrust. Han Zhan thrust upward with force, watching the obvious bulge on Han Xue's white lower abdomen move in and out with each thrust, his eyes growing even darker.

"Ah...uh...no...it's too full...it'll...it'll tear...ah..." The thick penis penetrated deep into her jade pot again and again without reservation, the slightly painful pleasure coming fiercely and urgently. Han Xue shook her head helplessly, but she couldn't shake off the maddening pleasure of their joined bodies.

Once again, they rolled over, and Han Xue was once again pressed beneath Han Zhan, her thighs spread wide, pressed against her tender white breasts by Han Zhan. Han Zhan thrust his thick, hard penis deep into her vagina, then raised his head to tease her erect, rosy nipples with his lips and teeth, sucking them forcefully into his mouth. His massive member beneath her didn't let up, thrusting in and out heavily again and again.

"Ah...don't...ah...I can't take it...I...ah...I...uh..." The tingling in her chest seemed to intensify the sensations in her vagina, a wave of pleasure surging over her. In just a few thrusts, Han Xue was completely overwhelmed. Her vagina tightened and contracted violently, causing Han Zhan to gasp for breath, sucking even harder, while his massive member thrust even more forcefully, like a pile driver.

The continuous pleasure drove her mad. Han Xue screamed, her neatly manicured nails leaving red marks on Han Zhan's shoulders and back, her white teeth leaving teeth marks on his shoulders as well. The pleasure in her vagina accumulated, and a sudden urge to urinate rose in her mind. Moreover, with Han Zhan's vigorous thrusting, the urge to urinate became more and more unbearable. "Stop...stop...ah...Zhan...I...I need to pee...pee...ah..." Han Xue was startled by a warm wetness between her thighs, as if a stream of warm water was gushing from her vagina, and she couldn't help but scream. Han Zhan

's eyes darkened, the pleasure constantly surging to his brain, the tingling pleasure in his lower back flashing through his mind like lightning, making him tremble. He released the red fruit he was holding tightly, and Han Zhan pressed all his strength onto Han Xue, thrusting violently, wildly pumping and pounding hundreds of times. With a powerful thrust, his penis was deeply inserted into her vagina, Han Zhan's ejaculation was released, his body trembled several times, and thick, cloudy semen shot into her vagina.

As their lovemaking subsided, Han Zhan propped himself up, panting heavily as he licked Han Xue's panting red lips with his tongue, his voice hoarse as he whispered, "Was that good? You squirted so much."

Han Xue was both ashamed and embarrassed, and raised her hand to push him away, "I never want to talk to you again, boohoo..." She might

as well die... Taking advantage of her resistance, Han Zhan turned around and pulled her into a position where he was on top of her. His limp penis slipped out of Han Xue's body due to their movements, and the white fluid that filled her vagina flowed out without obstruction, staining their crotch. The fishy smell lingered in their nostrils.

Knowing Han Xue was shy, Han Zhan tenderly pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her soft back, a smug smile playing on his lips: "You have no idea how proud I am. I made you feel good, didn't I?"

Han Xue buried her face in his chest, pouting, "So embarrassing."

Han Zhan chuckled, patting her pert, snowy buttocks. "We're husband and wife, aren't we? What's there to be shy about doing this? There's no one else here but us, which suits me perfectly. You have no idea how much I want to be inside you forever, never to be apart from you."

These flirtatious words made Han Xue both shy and angry, and she couldn't help but reach out her little claws, gritting her teeth as she said, "Aren't you afraid of dying from exhaustion?"

Han Zhan laughed heartily, "That kid Han Qi is really something. He gave me quite a few things before he left, including one that he said would be enough for us to make love day and night for three to five days straight. Why don't we give it a try?"

"Try my foot!" Han Xue angrily raised her hand to punch him. Three to five days a week, day and night? That would kill her! You're dead, Han Qi!

Far away in Han Family Fortress in Qingzhou, Han Qi suddenly sneezed. He touched his nose, puzzled, and looked around. He wondered if it was his fault, but for some reason, the hairs on the back of his head had stood up. He laughed at himself for being so used to being enslaved. The only girl who could make his hair stand on end should be thousands of miles away. Thinking about what that girl might be going through, a wicked smile appeared on his young, childish face. He lowered his head again and continued picking at the herbs in his hands.

Han Zhan smiled and hugged Han Xue tightly. "Xue'er, I'm so happy."

Han Xue looked up and met Han Zhan's deep, affectionate eyes. His dark eyes were filled with joy, which softened Han Xue's heart. "Silly girl, it's just getting rid of all that burden." Han Zhan's perpetually icy face melted away like snow, replaced by a tender smile that made Han Xue's heart ache. She narrowed her eyes and then reached out her claws, grabbing Han Zhan's face and kneading it until it was unrecognizable. "Your silly smile is so ugly." Han Zhan, however, still

smiled and let her play with him, the tenderness in his eyes almost sickeningly sweet. Having lost his parents at a young age, he grew up alongside Han Xue, watching her slowly accumulate wealth and the royal family bestow power upon her. The more he watched, the more afraid he became, afraid that Han Xue would follow in his father's footsteps. In this world, it's not just those who achieve great merit that will cause those in power to take action; the greater one's power, the more uneasy those in power will feel, and they will be ruthlessly eliminated. Fortunately, fortunately, his Xue'er didn't care for wealth and power, and was willing to discard those burdens without hesitation to live in seclusion with him in this fairy valley.

Han Xue tugged at the cloth a few times but couldn't bear to part with it, so she stopped and gently rubbed Han Zhan's face, her eyes a little hazy. "Do you think Emperor Brother will find out we didn't head towards the sea?"

"What he least expects is that you abandoned the Twelve Guards as well. Without those people, he can no longer keep track of your information. He will definitely send people to check. It's just that the coastline of Longyue is long, and we're unfamiliar with the area. Uncle Jiang and the others should be able to fool him. But he's very suspicious, and I'm afraid he'll still have spies planted in various places to search for your whereabouts." Han Zhan tightened his arms around Han Xue, offering silent comfort. Xue'er had an obsessive trust in those close to her. What Huangfu Haotian did to her must have hurt her deeply.

Han Xue smiled sadly. "Anyway, I'm not going out. No matter how many traps they set, it won't help." From a young age, she had only hoped to stay with her family and live a peaceful life. Now, she thought it best to live a loving and peaceful life with Han Zhan.

A glint flashed in Han Zhan's eyes. Taking advantage of Han Xue's inattention, his large hand gently parted her legs. Using the sticky feeling between her thighs, his once-erect penis expertly slid into her valley, pausing only briefly before penetrating halfway.

"Ah...you bastard, you ambushed me! Ahh..." Startled by Han Zhan's outburst, Han Xue's sadness vanished, replaced by a burning desire.

"Heh, um... let's hurry... having a child is the right thing to do... um... why think about that? Hmm... Xue'er... Xue'er..." Watching Han Xue straddle his waist, twisting her hips and working on his thick member, her two increasingly full breasts swaying in front of him, creating a breathtaking wave, made Han Zhan's mouth dry, and he kept calling out to the lovely girl on his body who made him feel so good.

"Hmm... Ouch..." What a bad start! He originally wanted to punish Han Zhan, but who knew that huge, fleshy dragon would be so difficult to swallow and spit out? The feeling of being stretched open so hard was honestly not very pleasant. After only a few thrusts, Han Xue couldn't take it anymore. Her waist went limp and

she collapsed back onto Han Zhan's chest. "No... This position is too much. It's so uncomfortable." Seeing this, Han Zhan made Han Xue lie on her side, got up from the ground, put one of Han Xue's jade legs on his shoulder, and plunged his dragon straight in, completely inside her. His large testicles rubbed against Han Xue's inner thighs as he swayed, which was quite a sensation. A thought flashed through his mind, and he began to thrust his waist rapidly.

"Mmm...slower...slower...mmm...ah...too fast...mmm..."

Watching Han Xue's blissful state beneath him, Han Zhan thrust even harder and faster, imagining that perhaps in just one year, a little Han Xue would be nestled around his knees calling him "Daddy," and he couldn't help but smile happily.

Little Xue'er, Daddy will soon bring you into the world...

(Someone seems to have forgotten that having a boy or a girl isn't something you can just wish for.)

Extra Chapter: Han Qi's Blood and Tears Diary

In the second year of Tianfu, on the second day of the twelfth lunar month, I received a message from Han Zhan delivered by a flying eagle. When I read the contents of the note, I was almost scared half to death. The note ordered me to hurry into the mountains, but didn't explain why. Terrified, I packed my bags and rushed to the Immortal Valley (the name Han Xue gave it) overnight. In

the third year of Tianfu, on the first day of the first lunar month, while others rushed to pay New Year's visits, I finally arrived at the Immortal Valley—to take Han Xue's pulse.

Upon taking his pulse, I was initially hesitant and, after confirming it several times, for the first time in my life, I mustered my courage and angrily pointed at Han Zhan's nose, yelling, "Are you out of your mind? Why did you summon me in such a hurry just because I'm pregnant? If you're afraid of getting pregnant, why don't you sleep in separate rooms?"

The result was predictable: I was nearly exhausted when Han Zhan slapped me unconscious.

On the 23rd of May in the third year of Tianfu, Han Xue and Han Zhan argued about whether they should have a boy or a girl, and I was unfortunately dragged into the argument as a witness. Han Zhan and Xue'er were unusually red-faced and arguing fiercely. Their focus was on Han Zhan's insistence that Han Xue have a daughter, while Han Xue insisted on having a son first.

Although I was utterly exasperated, thinking that this isolated life had driven the couple crazy, I didn't dare say it aloud.

On the 3rd of October in the third year of Tianfu, after ten months of pregnancy, Han Xue was finally due to give birth.

On the fifth day of the tenth month of the third year of Tianfu, after two days of labor pains, Hanxue finally gave birth safely. Thankfully, both mother and child were safe. However, I saw Hanzhan's face turn completely black when he saw the baby's penis.

Although I wanted to comfort him by saying that boys are good too, I was afraid of being beaten by Hanzhan, so I cowardly made an excuse and ran away.

On the fifteenth day of the eleventh month of the third year of Tianfu, today is Hanxue's one-month birthday. Early this morning, Hanzhan came to see me, carrying Yuchi Yun. He told me that Xue'er thought the child should inherit the Yuchi family name, so he named him Yuchi Yun. Then he dumped his son on me and ran away. I became the pitiful "nanny," raising Hanzhan's son, changing his diapers and feeding him, and before he left, he didn't even give me a kind look.

I felt like the most pitiful doctor in the world.

On the fifth day of the tenth month of the sixth year of Tianfu, today is Yuchi Yun's third birthday, but the little guy wasn't very happy today. I asked him why he was unhappy?

The little guy asked me why his father didn't like him.

Of course I knew why Han Zhan didn't like him. Han Zhan had been resentful for three years that Xiao Yun wasn't a girl, so I told him that if he became a girl, his father would like him.

What I didn't expect was that Yu Chi Yun went and took Han Xue's rouge, and even put Han Zhan in the study, intending to dress him in his daughter's little dress.

The consequences were predictable; I was the unlucky one again. Han Zhan beat me so badly I couldn't get up for a long time, and that girl Han Xue even kicked me a couple of times, saying that their perfectly good son had become effeminate.

I felt like the most pitiful and thankless "nanny" in the world.

On the fifteenth of August in the seventh year of Tianfu, Yu Chi Yun began learning to write. The first thing I taught him was his own name—Yu Chi Yun.

I only told him that children's names are inherited from their fathers or mothers, but little did I know that this would lead to a big problem. Yu Chi Yun asked me why his father's surname was Han, his mother's surname was Han, but his surname was Yu Chi.

I said it was because his grandfather's surname was Yu Chi, so he had to have the surname Yu Chi too. Who knew the little guy would automatically extrapolate that he was a child with only a grandfather, no parents, and Han Zhan's dislike for him became the strongest proof. This was terrible; the boy cried his heart out, the sky seemed to fall and the sun and moon lost their light. Most importantly, he ended up attracting his heartless parents.

What surprised me most was that, although the boy was constantly sobbing, he could still speak eloquently, first thanking his parents for raising him, then saying he would never dare to trouble them again, and finally saying he wanted to find his biological parents.

In the end, of course, I was the one who suffered, because there was no one else in the valley besides me and their family of three.

This time, the reason given was to sow discord within their family. This time, however, Han Zhan didn't lay a hand on me; he just stood by and grinned maliciously. But I was more badly injured than the previous two times because Han Xue beat me to a pulp, showing no mercy whatsoever. She scratched my face, pulled my hair, tore my clothes, and used every trick in the book—punches and kicks.

So I secretly vowed that I would escape the clutches of this family and rise up to be the master of my own destiny.

On the 18th of August in the seventh year of Tianfu, early in the morning, Yu Chi Yun stood outside my door with a letter in his hand. I was startled when I opened the door, thinking I was about to be caught trying to run away.

After taking the letter from Yu Chi Yun and reading it, I was stunned. I was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded. Han Zhan and Han Xue, those two unscrupulous bastards, actually abandoned their four-year-old son to me and went off on a pilgrimage? They even said they trusted me with the child! Trusted me? And yet they still use me as a punching bag every now and then?

I was so angry I wanted to throw plates, smash chairs, and bang on the table, but when I saw Yu Chi Yunming's bright and clear eyes, all my anger subsided. Thinking back to when I met those two, I was only a year older than Yu Chi Yunming. It was because of those two that I became who I am today.

But it led to this ill-fated relationship with them; I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse…

(The End)

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