Chi Hanqing got up very early today. Lu Sisi was combing her hair and heard her singing softly.

Ever since His Highness decided to make Concubine Yin the concubine, Concubine Chi has been in a good mood.

Lu Si thought, I am afraid that Concubine Chi is not willing to be the concubine or the queen.

She can understand.

But I just feel it's a pity.

How many young girls in the world will have thoughts in their minds after listening to the story of the book, thinking about how they would intrigue each other in the palace if they became a noble concubine, and how they would ascend to the position of queen that attracted the attention of the whole country.

So when I saw such a princess as Empress Chi, I felt it was a pity.

"Your Majesty is in a particularly good mood today."

Lu Sisi said softly.

Chi Hanqing nodded, with a smile on his face: "Of course, the concubine has been decided, and it is a good thing that Your Highness is willing to take me to the border."

Lu Sisi blinked and combed Chi Hanqing's long black hair in her hands: "Why do you want to go to West Asia?"

"The five cities are both home and a battlefield, and the people there must also be suffering."

When he said these words, the smile on Chi Hanqing's face faded a little: "It is precisely because His Highness wants to make Concubine Yin the concubine that Qiushui Villa finally has the title of imperial doctor, and can join the army as a private sect.

Already."

"Now that Qiu Shui Villa has reached the fifth city, can the empress show her kindness and direct Qiu Shui Villa to help the people?" Lu Sisi asked.

From a profit perspective, since Chi Hanqing has lost the opportunity to become a concubine, the National Military Division and Chi Hanqing's father, Chi, must find a way to make up for it elsewhere.

In exchange, Chi Ding's Qiu Shui Villa directly assisted the National Military Division in entering the Five Cities.

But Chi Hanqing didn't care about this. She knew where there was a war, there must be many people in need of help.

She is such a simple person.

"So, speaking of which, I should also thank Concubine Yin." Chi Hanqing smiled and looked out the window.

What’s outside the window is not the evergreen cherry tree in the garden, nor the tired-looking palace wall.

But clouds, dense and fast-moving white clouds.

They are already on the starship.

This is already the third day of sailing.

On the deck in front of the main hall of Star Boat.

Little Red Bean followed Tilda, looking at the floating clouds passing quickly beneath her feet.

"What do you think?"

Xiao Hongdou asked.

She was referring to Tilda's clothes. In the past few days, she had been changing Tilda's clothes.

What I am wearing today is not ordinary clothes either.

It was a suit of armor, Simeng style armor.

The white pig iron is very firm and ordinary.

Tilda looked at Little Hongdou, with a bit of a smile in her eyes.

This little girl takes good care of herself.

Not only is she thoughtful as a servant, she seems to be more than just a little palace maid who only knows how to be submissive and fearful.

On the contrary, it seemed that she had seen many strange things and fought with many high-ranking people.

Thoughtful and not annoying.

Cautious, yet generous.

Tilda probably knew what Han Dongwen meant when he said, "The best girl in the palace."

"In a short time, we will be able to see Eagle Watching City."

A relaxed voice came.

Little Hongdou turned back happily and bowed slightly:

"Your Highness!"

Han Dongwen walked over with a smile.

Tilda looked at him sideways and nodded slightly.

The five cities of Wangyingying are just ahead.

Further back is her hometown and land.

Are the people left there now their own people or traitors?

"This outfit looks too much like Simeng's."

Han Dongwen glanced at Tilda's figure, which could not be covered by armor, and shook his head.

"If the people of West Asia see you like this, they won't have a good impression."

Tilda chuckled:

"I know."

She waved her left hand, and a burst of cold air burst out.

The air became dry, and it seemed that all the moisture had been condensed into frost, spreading and covering Tilda's armor.

A gorgeous frost robe hung down from both sides of her shoulder armor, blocking her missing right hand.

"What now?"

She looked at Han Dongwen and then at the surprised Xiao Hongdou.

Of course it's good.

Han Dongwen nodded and looked forward: "Does the Holy Father know that you are awake?"

Tilda thought for a while: "If those business envoys a few days ago have nothing to do with the church, then I don't know."

"Did they assume you were awake?"

Han Dongwen turned around, looked at Tilda and asked: "You froze yourself, what are you going to do - I mean, there must be some conditions for you to wake up. Does the church know that condition?"

Tilda looked into the distance, pondered for a moment and said:

"The Ice of Darkil will seal me when I am weak and defend myself against attacks from around me. When I recover, the Ice of Darkil will melt."

Han Dongwen listened and thought.

This seems to be the invincible skill of the refrigerator in traditional games.

It's just passively triggered, which is more powerful.

"Generally speaking, the Darkril Ice will not melt so quickly."

Tilda said: "In other words, they shouldn't be able to imagine it."

Han Dongwen took a deep breath and put his hands behind his back.

This is of course a good thing. The Catholic Church thought it was fighting Simeng's army, but it didn't know that the true master of West Asia had already returned.

"But why did it melt so quickly this time?"

He finally couldn't hold it back and asked anyway.

Tilda looked at Han Dongwen in front of her, then looked sideways at Little Hongdou.

She didn't ask Han Dongwen if the little palace maid could hear this.

Since Han Dongwen asked the question in front of her, she could naturally listen.

"Not melted."

"What did you say?" Han Dongwen was confused.

Tilda's eyes flashed with excitement: "I woke up this time not because the Darkril ice melted."

"You're not..."

Han Dongwen said half a sentence and understood.

Instead of melting the ice, when I woke up this time, the ice was broken.

How can we break the ice that guarantees safety?

"Dakril Ice is the line of defense I gave myself, but as a saint of the church, I was born with another line of defense."

Tilda raised her hands to tuck her silver hair, revealing her beautifully sculpted jawline.

The silver hair dances and pulls in the wind.

"Saint's Shield, Temperance Knight." Han Dongwen said.
To be continued...