The light from the palace lanterns in Yanying Pavilion enveloped the courtyard in front of the door that had become a Shura field.
Shao Kefan just held little Xinwei and leaned against the door, watching the battle quietly.
The princess was so attracted by the fight in the courtyard that she didn't even have time to let out the sobs after crying.
"Father." Xinwei stretched out her fat fingers like lotus roots and pointed at the figures flying up and down the courtyard. She suddenly chuckled, "Well... look..."
"Really?" Shao Kefan straightened Xinwei's little body so that the whole scene could be fully seen in her eyes. He lowered his head and stared at that lovely face, "Father, I will show you more in the future."
Nu Luan and the three maids, whose acupuncture points were sealed, felt cold for a while.
In the faint light from the palace lanterns, the eleven swordsmen were like hungry tigers chasing deer, trying to make the thirsty swords in their hands drink more blood. Lan Chenfei's body was cut more than ten times, but after all, he was ranked No.
San's killer calmly responded to the enemy in such a situation. The injury was only caused by a slight carelessness due to too many enemies. Even though she was scarred, Cang Teng Swordsman did not gain the absolute upper hand.
Determined to die, she used her best swordsmanship, and her ears were more sensitive than in other fights.
On the ground, the bodies of two swordsmen lay, but just as her sword struck the third swordsman, an empty door appeared behind her, and a sharp sword light flashed through. As the third swordsman fell to the ground and died, her back was also struck.
A deep gash was opened to the back of the neck, and the man fell down.
Her consciousness gradually blurred, and she could only hear the dull sound of messy swords slashing at her body, and the cold words of appreciation: Very good.
Lord Cang Teng!
I don't know whether it was praising herself or the Cang Teng swordsman who killed her. The swordsman of this generation closed his eyes forever.
Shao Kefan glanced at the bloody corpse and asked the little princess in his arms softly, "Are Xin'er afraid?"
Xinwei had been stunned for a long time and had no reaction to her father's words. It wasn't until her father raised his voice slightly and asked again that she suddenly came back to her senses and stared at the handsome face looking down at her, feeling a little excited.
He spat out two vague words, "Not...afraid..."
"Dispose of the corpse and send the reward to the Jian Pavilion tomorrow." After saying these words, Shao Kefan turned around and walked into Yanying Pavilion to untie the acupuncture points of Nu Luan and the three maids.
"Oh, it's okay, little princess, it's okay, it's okay." Nu Luan took the princess with trembling hands and stroked her little face lovingly.
The little princess looked at the nanny, with a hint of warmth in her eyes.
Seeing that look in his eyes, Shao Kefan's heart ached - it was something he rarely saw for his father.
Suddenly, the wet nurse seemed to have thought of something. She lowered her head and hurriedly confessed, "Damn it, I didn't notice someone with evil intentions earlier. Damn it, damn it..."
The three maids also lowered their heads, "You deserve to die..."
Shao Kefan frowned. If the girl being replaced was someone else, he wouldn't have cared about it, but it was Su Man.
"Just be careful next time." He said casually, then used the invisibility technique and disappeared without a trace.
The figure in red fell in front of a small attic window and looked in. A palace lantern placed beside the bed, its faint light silently illuminated a snow-white body lying on the ground. Su Man
His acupuncture points were tapped and he fell into a deep sleep.
Her clothes were taken off by Lan Chenfei and used to impersonate her identity.
Shao Kefan frowned, condensed a burst of true energy on his fingertips, and opened her acupuncture points in the air, then used the invisibility technique and quickly returned to Qiming Palace.
Su Man woke up and saw her naked body. She couldn't help but scream. She looked around and saw that there was no one else. Then she patted her chest and exhaled. Then she seemed to have thought of something and stood up in a hurry.
He found a similar purple dress and put it on, then hurriedly ran towards Yanying Pavilion.
The next day, Mingchan, who was poisoned by the three-color flower grains, died in pain in the cell. The surface of the skin invaded by the flower grains had no features. However, when the body was cut open, all the internal organs had been festered, and the * in the head was
*Also dissolved into a pool of pale thick matter.
Everyone who witnessed it changed their expressions and leaned over to vomit.
Only Lord Cang Teng stared at the pile of carrion without changing his expression, and calmly said to the swordsman behind him who was wavering between Cang Teng and Ying, "This is the fate of those who take advantage of Cang Teng's ideas."
.”
Several swordsmen remained silent for a long time before they all answered, "I will swear allegiance to Cang Teng to the death." The voice was trembling.
Eagle's Room, Huike Palace Study Room.
Zheng Xiaohan's hands pressed tightly on the armrests of the seat, trembling uncontrollably.
Only now did she realize that compared with Shao Kefan, she was still very naive.
Fortunately... she felt great comfort in her heart. Fortunately, she did not agree to let Dancheng take this risk, otherwise, she would suffer for the rest of her life.
However, she couldn't help but feel extremely regretful after losing two of the most important swordsmen. She should have thought long ago that the little princess Cang Teng was not so easy to win.
They should have been given a grand burial, but by sending someone to Cangteng to collect the body, it was tantamount to clearly telling Shao Kefan that it was the Eagle who sent people to kidnap the little princess.
I hated him so much that I wanted to peel off Shao Kefan's skin, chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs.
Zheng Xiaohan's hands were shaking more and more violently, and his chest was feeling extremely uncomfortable. Suddenly, with a "wow" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted on the table, and his face turned pale.
"Yeah." The girl next to her exclaimed, wiping the blood from the corner of the king's mouth with a silk handkerchief, cleaning the table, and then hurriedly ran out, "Slave, please call the palace doctor right now."
"Stop." Zheng Xiaohan shouted, "Do you want everyone to know about it?" Before he finished speaking, he choked out a small mouthful of blood, covered his chest, suppressed the discomfort, and said to the bewildered maid, "Shout...
…Call Yongqing to come.”
Her voice was still strong. She was not willing to show weakness in front of her maid, but she paid the price - her chest hurt even more. She secretly used her strength to push back the blood that quickly hit her throat.
"Yes." The maid didn't dare to delay for a moment and ran out quickly.
"Wow." The blood that had been forced back was finally spat out. Zheng Xiaohan looked at the small pool of blood on the ground, and was stunned. He did some exercises and adjusted his breathing. After a while, his whole body felt better.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
When Yang Yongqing hurriedly entered Huike Hall, Zheng Xiaohan was already lying on the soft couch in the hall, looking at the cup of tea in his hand, his eyes a little absent-minded.
"Why is the king so careless and hasty? You should have thought that Shao Kefan would let others take the little princess away easily?" Yang Yongqing asked with a sullen look on his face, regardless of the fact that the person in front of him was the King of Eagle Kingdom.
Even he, his personal adviser, kept the kidnapping of the princess in the dark. When the news came and he learned that Ming Chan and Lan Chenfei had died tragically in Cang Teng, it was too late.
"I'm confused." Zheng Xiaohan sighed, a smile appeared on his pale face, and he didn't mind Yang Yongqing's attitude, "But Cang Teng is too powerful..."
Yang Yongqing stared at the bloodless face, and his heart tightened, "The king's body is not in good condition, it would be better to work less."
"Yongqing, my plans have been thwarted again and again. How can I not work hard or be anxious? Forty-six swordsmen of the Eagle Royal Family have died. The power of the royal family has been weakened a lot. Recently, Cang Teng has recruited many swordsmen. The war
The key to victory lies in the duel between masters."
Zheng Xiaohan lay down tiredly, staring straight at the top of the palace. On a wide beam on the top of the palace, there was a pattern of the spirit of water source painted on it. Around the light radiating from the spirit of water source, an oasis spread outwards, with growths growing in it.
There are various kinds of vegetation, forming a complex scene.
Yang Yongqing thought for a while, frowned, and said determinedly, "This is the only way..."
"How?" Before Yang Yongqing finished speaking, Zheng Xiaohan suddenly straightened up and looked at the adviser eagerly.
"Except recruiting swordsmen and counselors, strengthening the training of the armed guards, and improving relations with Ning Sheng, Hu Shen, Mongolia and Europe, there is nothing to do."
Zheng Xiaohan's face gradually darkened as he listened, but he remained silent.
Yang Yongqing further explained, "If Wang insists on using tricks, he will not only continue to cause losses, but also deepen the hatred between him and Cang Teng. What if Shao Kefan gets angry, puts aside his so-called worries, and takes the lead in attacking Eagle..."
"That makes sense." Zheng Xiaohan mused, "Yingzhi did too many things that were detrimental to Cang Teng. Shao Kefan couldn't bear his hatred, so he just kept suppressing it."
"So, what the monarch has to do now is to try to enrich the internal situation and strength, instead of trying to find tricks. Shao Kefan has already laid out many precautions. Taking tricks is... a stupid approach."
After Yang Yongqing finished speaking, he looked at the monarch, wondering if she would become furious because of the word "stupid".
Sure enough, Zheng Xiaohan's face changed, and fierce murderous aura surged in his eyes, "Stupid?" His light but powerful question made the counselor lower his head, "I accidentally spoke out, please forgive me."
"Haha." Zheng Xiaohan chuckled and laughed at himself, "You are indeed stupid enough to send your own people to the edge of the knife and lose so many elites."
"The best choice is..." Yang Yongqing responded, "Make yourself stronger. Wang must understand this truth. It's just that he was afraid of Cang Teng's power and was a little eager for success, so he became confused."
"Okay. The swordsman who withdrew to find the body stopped thinking about the little princess and focused on strengthening the power of the eagle." Zheng Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the satisfied face of the counselor, "You can go to the Three Kingdoms.
!Look at what they need. Although Eagle is not as good as Cang Teng, its ability to help the allies is more than enough."
"Yes, I will definitely handle the matter well. However, the fastest round trip will take a month and a half. I hope the king will take more care of me when I am not in the palace." Anxiety appeared on Yang Yongqing's face. He had a premonition that he would leave the war.
Not far away.
"Don't worry, Yongqing." Zheng Xiaohan leaned down and lay down again, murmuring, "In a few days, I will call Dancheng back to Yingzhi. Shao Kefan is so powerful. He can no longer stay in that dangerous place."
After hearing this, knowing that the king's mind had moved elsewhere, Yang Yongqing wisely left.
"Dancheng, in half a month, when you have sorted out all the Cang Teng historical files, come back - come back and marry me."
Zheng Xiaohan closed his eyes and fell asleep with a happy look on his face.
Cang Teng, Juan Shi Pavilion.
A tall, handsome man in a green shirt sat in front of the case, frowning while reading the Cang Teng history book.
Why are they all trivial matters?
After ten days of busy work, I roughly read through all the information and found that there are no volumes or books recording Cang Teng's major events in this volume of history.
Before, he only recorded the words of King Cang Teng during early morning discussions in the National Assembly Palace. Now that he was finally allowed to enter this huge volume of history, he did not expect that he would be faced with some useless information.
How to explain to the monarch that he had promised in front of her that he would classify Cang Teng's major events in the past into several volumes and bring them back to Yingzhi.
Could it be that Shao Kefan had already suspected him and hid all the important information in advance somewhere else?
Dancheng froze his brows and slowly glanced at the materials on the bookshelf. They were all old books. The numbers were close together and there were no signs of being taken away. When he first came in, the bookshelf was covered with a layer of paper.
The layer of dust is also completely and evenly spread.
Dancheng sighed. His body was extremely tired and he had no energy to think anymore, so he lay down on the desk and fell into a deep sleep.
He and the King of Eagle Kingdom fell asleep at the same time.