1026. Chapter 1026 The World's First Bloody Spear 17
In the capital city, in a remote courtyard.
Tuoba Yanrong walked back and forth, and finally waited until a dead soldier in black returned. Her face was filled with joy, and a trace of loss flashed in her eyes. She asked in a faint voice: "Have you sent it?
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"It has been sent." The dead man replied in a deep voice.
Tuoba Yanrong sighed secretly in his heart and waved his hand, "Then you should step back and rest!"
The dead man raised his head, looked at Tuoba Yanrong, and finally seemed to have made up his mind, "Your Highness, I really don't understand why I have to do this. We have worked hard to crack the secret of the Luoshu River Map, isn't it?"
To avenge the country? But why would you tell others this secret?"
Tuoba Yanrong laughed, "We can't take revenge at all. Even if the secret is cracked by us, we still can't do anything. Do you think it will be so easy to send people to find it? Even if we find it, what can we do?
Send things back? Recruiting troops seems simple, but if we make a little move, how many people can keep an eye on it?"
"Then can he be trusted?" the dead man asked again.
"It's not credible." Tuoba Yanrong said solemnly, with the same answer both in her words and in her heart. She let out a long sigh, "It's not credible, but what choice do we have?"
"Subordinate, I understand." The dead man in black lowered his head and said with a deep sense of loss and unwillingness in his tone.
Tuoba Yanrong waved his hand and looked far away. She had no way to go now, so she could only do this. Maybe she had another way, but she had already cut it off and had no choice.
Choose. Go all the way to the dark side, but the ending is actually the same.
July 15th is the Bon Festival, also commonly known as the Ghost Festival.
Mongolians don’t celebrate this festival, but Han people do.
Arnold doesn't believe in any ghosts and gods, but he can't believe in anything like this. Early in the morning, Qianhe asked people to start preparations. She was going back to Dadu and would stay at Qiongfang Pavilion at night.
It had been lively for several days, and suddenly the Yunnan Prince's Mansion became quiet again.
The weather was dull and the clouds were thick. Arnold was sitting in the yard, bored, reading a storybook in his hand. After reading for a while, he still felt upset and agitated.
"Eji, Eji, I don't want to go back." Suddenly, a voice came from outside the yard.
Arnold sat up in shock and glanced at Anari, who was standing not far away in the yard, "What's wrong with Lele?"
"Erji..." Lele ran in quickly and hugged Arnold.
Ulan, who was following her closely, looked at Arnold with embarrassment and worry, "Princess, are you okay?"
Arnold held Lele's shoulders, "What are you doing! Why don't you want to go back?"
Wulan looked at Arnold and explained: "The prince said this morning that he would send the princess back to the palace for a few days. He said that it has been uneasy here in recent days. The other courtyards have taken care of this courtyard, but they cannot be separated and look at the princess.
Therefore, it is safe to return to the palace and stay there for a few days."
"Where is Brother Hu?" Arnold patted Lele on the back, "Eji told your father that if he doesn't send you back, you will live with Aunt Wulan in Eji's yard.
This way we don’t have to split up our staff to take care of you.”
"Really?" Lele blinked her big eyes, "Then can I go out and run and play every day? Can I still play in the big yard next to me like I did two days ago?"
"The big yard next to it?" Arnold frowned and looked at Ulan.