Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 219 The Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 57

Quan Jiu touched the tip of his nose feeling guilty for no reason.

With the war imminent, Mo Xi dragged several people behind her back to go out and fool around, which was really unkind.

Feng Zhuo glanced at Mo Xi coldly:

"Stop guarding her and let her have a good rest."

Mo Xi covered her with a quilt and placed a kiss on her forehead openly and openly in front of everyone.

"Sister, have a good sleep."

…

In the blink of an eye, it was the Battle of Changhuaipo.

As a strategic military location, Changhuaipo is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If this battle goes well, the war situation between Zhou and Yong will almost be settled.

Mo Xi was wearing a black unicorn armor and a sword hanging on his waist. When the war drums sounded, the man bowed his head and kissed Quan Jiu in front of hundreds of thousands of troops.

Quan Jiu: “…”

Most of the soldiers in the army are singles. You, the general, have gone too far.

"Sister, wait for me to come back."

Mo Xi's fingertips touched her lips and finally landed on her chin.

Quan Jiu was like an old mother sending her son to school, and said:

"be safe."

After having a naughty child, she became more and more verbose.

But Mo Xi just likes to hear her talk.

"Sister, just wait."

He rode away against the fiery red sunset, and the shadows of a man and a horse dragged long on the ground. After walking ten meters, Mo Xi turned back and looked at the people below the city tower. When he met Quan Jiu's gaze, the corner of his mouth curled up.

Beside the city wall, a black crow flapped its wings and made a hoarse cry.

Quan Jiu felt an inexplicable shiver in his heart, and there was a sudden feeling of weightlessness, as if he was walking on flat ground and his next step suddenly missed the mark.

She frowned and looked at Mo Xi, but the other person had already turned around, riding his horse and whipping his whip towards the next camp.

She whispered to herself:

"Am I really too worried..."

"It's cold outside, go back first."

Xu Zhu put a long cloak on her.

Quan Jiu cast a grateful look, and when she saw the red lotus mark on his eyebrows that looked like fire, she asked doubtfully.

"Master, are you born with the birthmark between your eyebrows?"

This fiery red lotus birthmark is so lifelike that it makes the man's skin look like snow.

There was a momentary pause in Xu Zhu's step, and his tone became much colder:

"no."

Sensing the change in his tone, Quan Jiu's eyes flashed with curiosity, but he didn't pursue the question any further. Xu Zhu made it clear that he didn't want to talk about it, and there was no need for her to expose anyone's wounds.

She glanced at the red lotus between the man's eyebrows again. The red lotus seemed to grow from the flesh. It didn't fade and didn't look like a painting...

She made a note of this matter secretly and prepared to send someone to investigate secretly.

………

Five days later.

Quan Jiu went to the coach's tent and walked around a few times, but still did not receive any news about the end of the Changhuaipo Battle.

The people sent out seemed to be lost in the sea, and no information was sent back.

She was feeling uneasy in her heart, and prepared to wait for one more day before heading to Changhuaipo in person.

However, on the second day, a fast horse rushed into the military camp.

The bloody soldier fell off his horse, and someone immediately rushed over to help him up.

"Battle...battle report..."

He only had time to say two words before his hands drooped weakly and his whole body lost his breath.

When Quan Jiu heard the news, he came out of the military camp, grabbed the unfolded letter, and lowered his eyes to read it.

"Vice General Zhu rebelled, cooperated with General Zhou, and set up a trap to lure the three princes and five thousand elite soldiers into the army..."

Halfway through, she grasped the paper tightly with her fingers.

"Five thousand soldiers, none of them survived. The third prince was hit by several arrows and fell off the cliff. His whereabouts are unknown. The Zhou people are sending people to search vigorously..."

After Quan Jiu read the letter, she stood in silence for a long time with her eyes lowered. Just when everyone thought she couldn't bear the blow and lost her mind, she suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the soldiers beside her.

"Do you know the person who sent the message?"

Everyone nodded, all looking sad.

"He is the third prince's confidant and can be trusted."

Several people looked at her with pity in their eyes. The kiss before Mo Xi went off to the war was enough to prove the relationship between the two. But now, Mo Xi's life and death are unknown, and there is a high probability of disaster...

Quan Jiu was not as hysterical as anyone imagined. She looked back at Jingchuantang:

"I'm going to Changhuaipo."

This is not a discussion, just a notification.

………

Changhuaipo sounds like a slope, but in fact it is a huge sinkhole canyon.

When Quanjiu arrived at Changhuaipo, the entire Zhou army camp was bustling and celebrating.

She stared at the spies sent out to find out the news:

"Have you heard any news about why Zhou Jun celebrated?"

The spy lowered his head and remained silent, as if he did not dare to speak.

Quan Jiu lowered his tone and felt an overwhelming sense of oppression:

"explain."

The spy lowered his head even lower and saluted with both hands:

"...It's...to celebrate the discovery of the third prince's body."

remains.

Quan Jiu's chest sank slightly: "Where is the body?"

She only believes that seeing is believing.

The spy swallowed and groaned, unable to speak:

"...The Empress of Zhou State ordered that the found body be cooked in a pot, cut... into slices... and distributed to all the soldiers for execution in public."

Quan Jiu suddenly thought of the "meat" he saw at the dinner tonight.

Feeling sick in her heart, she walked towards the Zhou Kingdom's military camp.

Jingchuantang stepped forward and stopped her.

"Ajiu, I know you have to go, and I can't stop you, but promise me, no matter what you see tonight, you won't be impulsive."

When they came out, they only brought an escort of a hundred people. Compared with Zhou's army of hundreds of thousands, it was like throwing an egg against a stone.

Quan Jiu felt her hands and feet were cold, and she heard herself reply:

"good."

…

Several people found several sets of Zhou soldiers' clothes, put them on, and sneaked into the military camp secretly.

At the place of execution, apart from a blood-stained cross, there was only a pile of bones.

The soil around the cross was soaked in blood, and the yellow soil was dyed deep black.

Quan Jiu stared at the pile of clothes next to the cross...

The black unicorn armor and black robe are exactly the same as the clothes Mo Xi wore on the day of the expedition.

There was also a withered peach blossom tied to the belt of her robe, which Mo Xi brought out from the peach grove and secretly inserted it into her bun while she was sleeping at night.

After being discovered by him, Mo Xi rested his chin on the pillow with his left hand, innocently took back his right hand, inserted the flower branch back into his waist, looked at Quan Jiu with a smile and praised Quan Jiu with blue eyes filled with tiny starlight.

"Sister is so pretty."

The events of that night are still vivid in my mind, but the bright and cheerful young man has disappeared without a trace.

Quan Jiu squatted down and took off the withered peach blossom branch. The delicate petals had withered into black. The ring made of hair on the little finger was next to the peach blossom branch.

She maintained this posture for a long time, so long that the noisy military camp became quiet. Quan Jiu stood up slowly without looking at the people behind her.

"Walk."

That night, Quan Jiu returned to Qianqiu Kingdom.

Zhou State was still immersed in the joy of victory, and was caught off guard by the news that Qianqiu State was leading troops to attack.

Coach Zhou Guo’s heart sank:

"Who is leading the army, Fengzhuo or Jingchuantang?"

(End of chapter)