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Between the mountains and lakes, she closed her lips and called out loudly.

Although she knew that Cangzhu was no longer in this world, and although she knew that Cangzhu had been gone for more than ten years, she was full of worries and powerlessness. Apart from Cangzhu, who else could she say to go with?

If Cangzhu is still alive, when Zi Fu Erye encounters difficulties in the snowy land, Cangzhu is the person who grew up in this land. With Cangzhu's protection, there may be more ways to do it.

She shouted loudly, but she didn't dare to express her feelings directly. She was afraid that she would be heard, and that the subordinates of the Snow Prince knew that the imperial envoy of the court also felt afraid.

She could only turn the thousands of words in her heart into a monosyllable roar, making it sound like outsiders were just listening to the echoes of the distant mountains.

But she believed that if Cangzhu had a spirit in the sky, he would definitely hear it. The holy snow mountain and holy lake in front of him would definitely convey her feelings to Cangzhu.

Cangzhu, if you are still there, please be with me; if you are not there, please leave your wisdom and courage to me through this snow-capped mountain and holy lake.

Although the second master never talked about the tension of military affairs to her, and although she could not fully understand the local words of the people around her, she had her own eyes and intuition. She knew that the situation was already in a hurry, and the rebellion of the Snow Prince was on the string!

This young snow-water prince was the youngest son of the old prince Zhuermotnamzal. The old prince was the eldest son and established himself as a young man. After Namuzal inherited the position of the prince, he regarded his brother as a major concern and wrote memorials to the court many times, saying that his brother would attack him. His purpose was to use the court's hands to get rid of his brother and seize his brother's territory. Unfortunately, the emperor saw through his intentions and did not fulfill his wishes.

The snowy land was once led by Mongolian princes, so the Junggar always stared at the snowy land. He repeatedly used the name of "going to Tibet to make tea" to pay a lot of money to major temples in the snowy land, and secretly made friends with the upper princes and princes, inciting the snowy land to rebel against the court and return to the Junggar.

Because Namuzal had not received support from the court for a long time, he finally decided to rebel. At this moment, even the "Tangxun Station" had been cut off, the imperial decrees could not be delivered, and the military newspapers in the snow could not be delivered.

She watched Master Fu's temples all night long in order to wait for the imperial court's orders.

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The jade pot raised his hands again, put them on his lips, and shouted towards the mountains and lakes.

When she was in the palace, she was a quiet and meticulous woman. She was not only able to protect herself, but also able to help her master.

I used to think that the palace wall was the most cruel battlefield in the world, and they were all close-range fights, intrigues, and killing people without blood. But until now, I was in the snowy area, I realized that the palace wall was just a horn that was too small between the world.

The real battlefield and the real people's heads are all here.

And here, she was not able to help the second master. She could not do anything except to be as gentle as a woman!

She hated herself, and hated that she was powerless in such a harsh moment!

She hated herself, and at this time she could only pray alone to a person who had passed away for so many years.

She didn't know that the emperor had issued an order to enter Tibet and replace Labdun. Because Tangxun was cut off, the emperor's edict could not reach the snowy land at all. Fu Qing and Labdun had become lonely soldiers and were besieged on this plateau, ambushed on all sides, and the wind and cranes were heard.

Looking at the snow-capped mountains and holy lakes, she dared not say what she thought, nor did shed tears. There was only the monotonous "ah" sound, only the echo of the mountains and rivers.

She shouted that she was tired and staggered to the ground. She saw Cangzhu again in her tears.

The young man with a red face stood under the snow-capped mountains with such clear eyes, smiling at her by the holy lake.

It seemed like saying: I'm here, don't be afraid.
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