In this world, what spreads the fastest is not wind, rain, or plague, but information and rumors.
Xia Shijue, King of Nanhai in the Southern Xia Kingdom, heard the news, and naturally the subordinates of the Demon King Shang Zhuoyang who were far away in the snow forest also got the news.
In the snow forest, in the demon fortress, in the tallest stone hall.
Zhuoyang is still carving his stone carving. The stone carving is almost finished, so naturally he can clearly see the object of the carving.
It was a girl, leaning sideways on the mast of the bow of the ship, her clothes and hair flying in the wind. Although she was a stone sculpture, she exuded an indescribable air of elegance.
Her clothes and dress were unfamiliar to Blood Bat, and even the ship she was leaning against seemed to be many different from the ship they were building.
When Blood Bat walked in, Zhuo Yang was standing across the table, carefully carving the girl's facial features.
Seeing his careful concentration, Blood Bat did not speak immediately.
Zhuo Yang completely ignored him and carefully struck the small hammer in his hand, sliding the thin carving needle across the stone surface. As the needle tip moved, the originally faceless face gradually began to become clear.
Lips, slightly parted, seem to be smiling but not smiling.
The nose is as straight as a knife, yet delicate.
The eyebrows are not as gentle as willows, but have slightly raised eyebrow peaks, showing publicity.
…
Finally, there is the eyes.
Squinting slightly, he is as lazy as a cat, but cunning as a fox, revealing the wisdom of seeing everything.
Standing up straight and putting down the tools in his hands, Zhuo Yang looked at his work with satisfaction.
"What's up?!"
"The news just came from Buli City, the Ming Dynasty Crown Prince Mingyue has spread to the world, and he will marry Mo Li on the third day of the Lunar New Year!" said the blood bat.
"Really!" Zhuo Yang grabbed the hammer on the table again, then felt something was wrong, put down the hammer and picked up the sandpaper for polishing, "I know!"
The blood bat had a panoramic view of his small movements, and his eyes followed his hands and naturally turned to the stone carvings on the table.
So many times, he never knew who the king was carving.
Those eyebrows, that posture...
It feels so unfamiliar, as if I have seen it before somewhere.
"Who is this person carved by the king?!" Blood Bat asked curiously.
"The Crown Princess of the Ming Dynasty!" Zhuoyang spat out five words lightly, and then began to polish it carefully.
The blood bat was shocked.
Seeing Zhuo Yang holding the sandpaper tightly, the veins in his hands stretched due to excessive exertion, he pursed his lips, bowed, and silently exited the palace door.
When they walked outside the palace, they saw Princess Zhuo Ya standing in a stone pavilion in the distance with a frown on her face. The blood bat immediately walked over.
"your Highness!"
Zhuo Ya heard the words and responded, "Blood bat?!"
"The king doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Do you want to go and have a look?!" said the blood bat.
Zhuo Ya glanced at the direction of the main hall and said, "It seems that a messenger came back just now. Did something happen?!"
"Prince Mingyue of the Ming Dynasty and Mo Li got married on the third day of the Lunar New Year!" said the blood bat.
Zhuo Ya raised her eyebrows and nodded lightly, "I understand, you don't want outsiders to know about this!"
"I understand!" Blood Bat respectfully agreed and turned to leave.
"Wait!" Zhuo Ya called him urgently.
Blood Bat stopped and said, "Princess, is something wrong?!"
"Actually... it's not a big deal!" Zhuo Ya looked sideways at a snow-covered plum tree not far from the pavilion, trying to keep her tone calm, "Over there in the temple, is there any news about the Great Priest of Light?