In Xuanyuan Qilin's narrative, Su Yueming seemed to see a bloody imperial city-

A whimper echoed in her ears,

There was a strong smell of blood in her breath.

Her eyes saw that the prosperous Kyoto turned into a hell on earth overnight.

And the creator of all this is him, the man who is about to become her husband—

Murong Canghai.

"Where is the Right Prime Minister's Mansion? How are you doing now? How about the Third Aunt? Has the old lady's illness been cured?"

Xuanyuan Qilin slowly calmed down from grief and grief. He said, "Everything is as usual in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and the guards of the Qin Dynasty protect you. Since you left, I have only been there once. At that time, the old lady and the third aunt were both.

It’s okay, I just miss you very much, especially the third aunt. I miss you every day, and my eyes were red when I went there.”

Su Yueming listened and sighed softly. Everything in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion was so far away.

Xuanyuan Qilin looked at her, opened his mouth and said-

"The news of your marriage with Murong Canghai has spread throughout Kyoto, and the old woman and the third concubine will know about it."

After hearing what he said, Su Yueming nodded and said lightly, "Yes, I'll probably know."

When Xuanyuan Qilin heard that she had confirmed the news in person, he showed a look of loss on his face. He smiled bitterly, "I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true. It was for the prince, right?"

Su Yueming raised her head, with a puzzled look in her eyes. Not many people knew about the news of the prince's life.

"You don't have to really marry him." Xuanyuan Qilin said.

"What are your plans?" Su Yueming looked at his expression and knew that he seemed to have been planning for a long time, but she tugged in her heart.

"We have planned it. On your wedding day, we work together inside and outside. You can find a way to lure Murong Canghai's troops away. Song Siyuan, Feng Po and others will disguise themselves as farmers who deliver vegetables and sneak into the palace of the North Courtyard to save the prince by taking the opportunity to save the prince.

Come out, you leave with us again, and then escape from Murong Canghai's clutches." Xuanyuan Qilin informed Su Yueming of his plan.

"What if it fails?" she asked, "Have you ever thought about the consequences? Now, Seventh Prince, you are definitely not a match for the King of the North Court. The Prince of the North Court is under strict security, and even Murong Canghai has mastered the number of mosquitoes inside.

It's clear."

Xuanyuan Qilin said, "It won't fail, this time it's all wrong."

"Where did you get such a great confidence?" The Zhou Dynasty just suffered a crushing defeat and was not enough to compete with Murong Canghai, but Xuanyuan Qilin looked confident. Is there anything hidden in this?

Xuanyuan Qilin turned his face away and said, "This is our last chance, so no matter what, I have to take a gamble!"

Su Yueming said, "Actually, Murong Canghai has promised me that if I get married to him, he will escort the prince back to the court and return the Great Zhou regime to him. Seventh Prince, I don't want you to act rashly, there are many people

You need it, follow my plan.”

"Yue'er, why are you so stupid? Do you think what he said is true? He has been planning for many years and spent a huge price to finally unify the seven kingdoms. Do you think he will easily break this pattern?" Xuanyuan Qi

Lin was a little excited, his voice raised a little, and his face turned red.

Su Yueming said seriously, "He promised me, I believe he will do it."

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