The Crown Princess stroked her sleeves gracefully, dyed her fingernails with a pearl-like luster, and said with a smile: "I asked Lan Ruo, all the girls in the Chu family know how to ride and shoot. Miss Chu second still practices arrows with Master Chu every day."

"By the way, the Third Emperor also said that her archery skills are good."

"This second girl Chu is beautiful and has a good temperament. No wonder the third emperor girl likes her."

The third princess Anle likes beauty, and it is no secret in the palace. The palace maids beside her only choose beautiful ones, and being able is second.

In the past, the Crown Princess had no objection to this preference of the third princess, but now it is different. The third princess is likely to marry Nan Hao far away. So, the people around her are better, and she can help her to be favored in the future.

"Don't worry, Prince." The princess added comfortably, "It's just a concubine."

She has seen many concubines like Chu Qianchen, and she is raised by her aunt. She is very young, so what is the future for her? Even Chu Qianhuang, the eldest daughter of the Marquis's mansion, is just like this. She knows that she will come to Anle and go to camp hard, and is very shallow.

Gu Nanjin raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, laughing, feeling that he was really thinking too much.

He has had too many things recently and has no intention of putting it on Chu Qianchen anymore, so he reminded the Crown Princess, "Crown Princess, Miss Chu's second...you should pay attention."

The Crown Princess agreed and advised Gu Nanjin to squint his eyes and take a nap.

She also knew that such a big thing happened today, so the prince should not think of resting well. When he returned to the palace, he would definitely go to see the emperor.

After that, the chariot fell into silence until they returned to the palace.

The Crown Princess returned to the Eastern Palace, and Gu Nanjin went to the imperial study to meet the emperor.

Immediately afterwards, the Six Divisions Pavilion Masters and the Jinyiwei Commander Lu Siji and other important officials were Xuan into the Imperial Study Room.

As soon as they entered, they did not come out until the night fell, the moon was on the willows, and the lights were always brightly lit in the study room.

The brightly lit ones are not only the imperial study room, but also the inn in the south of the city.

The official looked at the lit courtyard and did not dare to approach it. The night wind occasionally brought some vague sounds.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

"Big Prince, these Northern Qi people are so disrespectful!" Tama slapped the table heavily and said sarcastically, "The Northern Qi emperor himself did not show up, is there a ghost in his heart!"

Another young man with square face also said dissatisfiedly: "Even if the Emperor of Northern Qi is the intention, they may have turned a blind eye on it!"

“…”

Sitting by the window, Jialou was still wearing a white monk's robe. The corners of the robe were flawless and there was no blood stain. It was obvious that he had already changed into a monk's robe.

The white monk's robe shone with a glimmer of lights, like the small porcelain jar between his fingers.

He had seen it, and it contained a pill.

The silk paper given by Chu Qianchen stated that the pill was used to save lives and emergency, and to protect the dying people from a glimmer of hope.

Jialou did not doubt the effect of this medicine, just like he did not doubt that King Chen Gu Jue was indeed seriously ill.

He casually played with the small porcelain jar between his fingers, and what Chu Qianchen said in his mind came to his mind: "Everything is like a game of yin and yang. If yin is strong, yang will decline; if yang is strong, yin will decline; if one rises and the other will decline, the other will rise and the other will rise?"

The candlelight reflected in his eyes, which were like the vast starry sky, jumping and flashing, reflecting his handsome face exuding a solemn and sacred temperament.

He gently placed the small porcelain jar on the table and said quietly, "It's Haoren."

Tama and others suddenly silenced, with nothing but convincing expressions.

Jialou said yes, then it must be.

The house fell into silence.

A moth was attracted by the flames and flew in, hovering around the lantern.

Jialou continued: "If I die in Northern Qi, it will only be thankless for Northern Qi."

He was an envoy of the Hao Kingdom. When the two countries were fighting, they still had the principle of not killing them.

The Northern Qi emperor Gu Lang was not only suspicious, but also had good face. He would not like others to question his reputation with axe sounds and candles. This can be seen from his methods of treating King Gu Jue.

"Besides, even if Northern Qi really wants my life, why do you have to do it now? When I leave the capital and return to Hao Kingdom, I am thousands of miles away. In the territory of Northern Qi, Northern Qi has the opportunity to take action, so why bother at this moment?"

"Especially the last sword that guard made up for was completely unnecessary. At first glance, he wanted to kill someone to silence the crime and blame the Northern Qi Dynasty. It was too deliberate."

Jialou told the story, and everyone was thinking. One of the middle-aged scholars said, "Also, judging from the attitude of the Prince of Northern Qi, the Emperor of Northern Qi should want to marry me, Dahao."

Northern Qi did not hesitate to use 5,000 Western Ji horses as dowry to marry Dahao, which shows how strong the determination to seek peace was.

Tama clenched his fists and said angrily: "The eldest prince, the person behind the scenes can install people in the Northern Qi Palace, probably for many years."

The middle-aged scribe gave Tama an admiring look, as if saying, you finally learned to use your brain.

"The eldest prince," the middle-aged scholar looked at Jialou, "You should know it, right?"

When he said this, the others thought of something, and the young man with square face blurted out: "Uhadula."

In Dahao, everyone knows that Emperor Hao's third emperor's brother Wuheduluo was ambitious. His vassal territory occupied the three states of the Hao Kingdom and was at the highest among the nine vassal kings.

Jialou didn't say anything, but just quietly looked at the moth with its wings, and the moth wings slapped on the lampshade and made a "puff" sound.

Over the years, Uhadula has been trying to connect with the other eight vassal kings, and his ambition has long been revealed.

Everything is like a game of yin and yang.

Northern Qi and Nan Hao are like this Tai Chi Yin and Yang. Northern Qi is afraid of Nan Hao, and Nan Hao is also afraid of Northern Qi.

Therefore, the father did not dare to attack Uhaduluo easily. Once the Hao civil war was in danger, it would inevitably lead to a huge turmoil. It would not be able to calm down in two or three years, so it would definitely give Northern Qi an opportunity to take advantage of it.

This is also Uhaduluo's fear. He wanted to seize the position of Emperor Hao, but he did not want Dahao to destroy his country.

Uhaduluo endured it for so many years, but he finally took action. Killing himself was like cutting off his father's arm and being able to blame the people of Northern Qi.

Seeing the moth about to get into the lampshade, Jialou suddenly whipped her sleeves gently, and it swept out of the window.

Without its interference, the lights returned to a stable state.

Tama said again: "The eldest prince, then should we return to China as soon as possible?"

Jialou pondered for a moment, but shook his head, "Let's leave after King Chen's wedding."

He thought, maybe he had to visit the Chen Prince's Mansion again, and Chu Qianchen's meaning today should also be the Chen Prince's meaning.

Tama frowned, feeling inappropriate: This is Daqi's territory, and their manpower is limited, so he is afraid that Uhadula's people will take action again.

Jialou seemed to see his thoughts and said, "It's too urgent to leave now."

The middle-aged scribe immediately understood what he meant and echoed: "The eldest prince said it well. The Emperor of Northern Qi was suspicious. We set off immediately at this time, and maybe people would notice something was wrong."

Once the Northern Qi Dynasty discovers the crisis of their Hao Kingdom, they will wait for an opportunity to take a bite at any time.

The room was quiet for another moment, and the air became solemn and suppressed.

The middle-aged scribe said again: "The eldest prince, according to my investigation, His Highness Chen has never seen outsiders for the past few days..."

What he wanted to say was that since King Chen had not even seen the Emperor of Northern Qi, he would probably not see Jialou in all his life.

Galou gently stroked the Canaan rosary in his hand and looked out the window.

The courtyard at night was pitch black, and a few clusters of green bamboos danced in the night breeze, as if whispering.

No one knew that Gu Jue was not in the palace of Prince Chen at all, but in the northwest thousands of miles away.

This night was also a long night for him.

At night, the wind blows heavily and sandstorms are everywhere.

The battle lasted for most of the night, and torches burned the night sky above, and the shouts of killing were shaking the sky!

On the barren sand and gravel ground, crooked corpses, scattered weapons and fallen war horses could be seen everywhere. Blood flowed out of the wounds of people and horses, dyeing the ground below red, and blood flowed into a river.

In the air, a strong smell of blood spreads with the night wind...

"Swoosh swish swish!"

Dozens of feathered arrows crossed the night sky like meteors, screaming and falling horses came one after another.

The young general holding the Lin Guojun flag fell from the horse, and the wild horse stepped on his chest with one foot. He clearly heard the sound of internal organs rupture in his chest, and vomited blood uncontrollably from his mouth.

His eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of Yinyue.

The silver moon is like a hook, sprinkling the cold moonlight.

On the rugged rocky mountain below, a figure with silver armor was so eye-catching, as if the most dazzling pearl in the deserted Gobi Desert was shining.

In the eyes of this young general of Lin, the silver figure that was high above was like a demon from hell.

And they have been targeted by the demon!

"It shouldn't be like this..." His mouth moved slightly, muttering to himself in Lin Mandarin.

Although Lin Kingdom reached a cooperation with the second son of the King of Nanyang, they did not believe in each other. This time they chose to go to the Hran Gobi to guard against the second son of the King of Nanyang, so as not to turn against each other again.

This Hrangobi is as complex as a maze, and only their own people know the route they choose.

However, they encountered an ambush by the people of Daqi, as if the other party had known that they would pass by here for a long time.

He vomited another mouthful of blood, and then returned to darkness forever, only his eyes were staring openly.

Even if they knew they had fallen into the trap, it was too late.

They are already in the jar.

When the sky turned white, the war finally subsided. The soldiers of the Nanyang Army strided heavily on the battlefield where corpses were everywhere, and were still energetic. Even though they did not rest overnight, they were not tired at all.
To be continued...