One day, cyber worker Tu Hua woke up to find herself, along with her room, stuck between ancient and modern timelines by a system. She had inexplicably become the family deity worshipped for genera...
Chapter 438: The sword is unsheathed and the arrow is on the string
[Guardian Xie Yuchuan completed 1/10 of the Panlongling bandit suppression mission, system energy +283, points +150.]
[Completed the "Eliminate Harm for the People" dungeon. Please check the quest completion reward. (Deposited in the system backpack)]
While walking at night, I received two system prompts in a row.
Tu Huan opened the interface and saw the "reward" sent by the system in her backpack, which was a bag of seeds.
He looked up at the back of Xie Yuchuan riding his horse.
For a moment, Tu Huan didn't know how to talk to him about the bandit suppression.
She always felt that Xie Yuchuan was a little too concerned.
Tu Huan sat in the deer-horn carriage and never spoke. She thought that Xie Yuchuan should be busy tonight, so she should not disturb him unless necessary and talk about it later.
If he was focused on suppressing the bandits, she might easily influence them if she said too much.
He had done this to take care of Xie Yuchuan, but he hadn't expected that after Xie Yuchuan wiped out a small group of bandits, he still hadn't heard the voice of the God of Home. His heart couldn't help but sink a little, and he had a few more distracting thoughts.
More than 200 bandits died in one night.
He couldn't figure out what the Xie family gods would think of his action.
There was no voice of the gods in my ears, only the harsh sound of the winter wind.
As if deliberately ignoring this disturbing point, Xie Yuchuan calmed his eyes, and with a firm gaze, he led the group of people behind him and continued to rush forward.
The sword has been drawn, the arrow has been strung, and there is no turning back once the bow is shot.
Half an hour later, dozens of people sent out a signal in a dark place behind the mountain!
Not long after, a team that had been waiting nearby for a long time jumped out to meet Xie Yuchuan after receiving the signal.
"General!!!"
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Daliang Palace in the capital.
Late at night, all was quiet. Inside and outside the Qianqing Palace, only the night watchmen were stationed at the palace gates, diligently guarding their duties. Ordinary palace servants were not allowed to wander freely, and violators would be executed on the spot.
In the deep and dim imperial chamber, Emperor Longqing of Daliang had not had a good sleep for several nights.
On the dragon bed, under the bright yellow brocade quilt, Emperor Xiahou Jie of Liang frowned tightly, tossing and turning on the pillow from time to time, his eyes closed, deep in a nightmare, as if he could not break free, and he was tossing and turning in a cold sweat.
It was neither too hot nor too cold in the bedroom tonight. The palace guard was leaning against the door, ready to serve at any time.
Behind the curtain, there was an unknown amount of commotion that lasted for a while before it suddenly became quiet for a while.
A pair of eyes as dark as ink slowly opened in the darkness.
The frightening moment in the dream seems to still be lingering in my heart. In the dim light before my eyes, the scenes of smoke rising everywhere seem as if I am seeing them with my own eyes at this moment, which makes me breathless.
The heavy breathing sound gradually faded from being deafening to calm.
The darkness before my eyes and the unclear real and illusory images also slowly dissipated along with the slowly calming heartbeat.
Finally back to the real bedroom.
Xiahou Jie swallowed silently, only then realizing that his mouth was extremely dry.
"Someone! Bring some water!"
A hoarse and dangerous voice came from the dragon bed.
Soon, a palace maid knelt in front of the dragon couch, holding a water cup.
"emperor."
An arm stretched out from the middle, and then the curtain was pulled open. Another palace maid nearby was quick-witted and hurried forward to lift the curtain for her master and tie it aside.
Xiahou Jie sat on the edge of the bed with his legs apart and his eyes narrowed.
The palace maid at his feet held the tray high in her hand.
Xiahou Jie glanced at him coldly, picked up the cup and drank two sips of warm water to moisten his throat.
"What time is it?"
"Your Majesty, it's already past midnight."
After Xiahou Jie moistened his throat, he waved his hand impatiently. The palace maids did not dare to offend the emperor in front of them and quickly left the inner room.
No one knows what this emperor with a changeable temperament is thinking as he sits beside the dragon bed tonight.
The dark black inkstone floor seemed even lonelier in the gloomy night. The ground was obviously cold, but in this winter day, my feet didn't feel cold when I walked on it barefoot.
My feet were warmed by the fragrance of the palace maids.
Xiahou Jie was wearing a loose inner garment and walked down from the low stool barefoot. His bare feet stepped on the ground, and the expression on his face was gloomy and cold.
The emperor's bedroom is the most luxurious.
However, this luxurious palace built with all the wealth in the world has made it difficult for him to sleep soundly these days!
The irritability is increasing day by day.
The chaos in his dream and the scenes that upset him made him unable to sleep tonight.
The emperor's frantic footsteps raged in the middle of the night, and every step he took was a threat to the lives of the palace maids.
Everyone was silent, waiting carefully.
The Daliang Palace was as quiet as a dead place, making it hard to breathe. Xiahou Jie endured it in the bedroom for a short time before leaving the palace!
The crows circled in the sky above the Daliang Palace.
Late at night, the emperor, who couldn't sleep, went out of the palace in disguise with his palace guards to relax outside the palace.
The generals at the palace gate were also surprised to see the emperor late at night.
A disguised imperial carriage left the palace late at night and headed towards the prosperous area of the capital.
The winter in the capital seems to have come earlier than in previous years.
It was late at night and everyone in East City had already gone to sleep. A horse-drawn carriage creaked through the silence of the streets and finally stopped in front of a mansion.
As soon as the carriage stopped, the gate on the steps opened.
A man came out trotting quickly. It was so late at night, but he was neatly dressed and in high spirits. It was obvious that he had packed up here early and had been waiting for a long time.
"Your Majesty has arrived. I am sorry for not coming to greet you. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."
Xiahou Jie got off the carriage, glanced at Duke Qiu, and said calmly, "Excuse me, I'm not very sleepy tonight, so I came to play chess with you, my dear. I'm sorry if I disturb you."
"Your Majesty, this is truly a disgrace to me. Your Majesty, you have come to my humble abode and are so kind to me. How could I possibly disturb you? Your Majesty, it's cold this night. Please come inside!"
In the dark night, Xiahou Jie's gloomy expression seemed to have improved a little.
The Qiu family suddenly received an emperor late at night, and everyone in the mansion was shocked.
While keeping himself alert to accompany the emperor, Duke Qiu quickly asked the people in the palace to prepare a midnight snack for the emperor. He also specially invited Xiahou Jie to play chess in the most elegant courtyard of Qingyun.
The Duke's Mansion lit a fire overnight to heat the floor.
In the warm room, the door lintel is half open, and there is a mountain, water, and pond under the corridor. The simple courtyard scenery can really calm people's irritable mood by sitting quietly in it in the quiet night.
"I didn't expect the scenery in the Qiu Mansion to be so quiet and pleasant, so unique. I must have made the right choice to come tonight."
Xiahou Jie's sudden compliment actually scared Duke Qiu who was standing beside him.
Although he was trembling with fear as he served the emperor who suddenly visited his minister's residence late at night.
But the old Duke was experienced, and there was no trace of nervousness or impatience on his face. Instead, he slowly took out his most treasured and beloved black jade chess piece as if presenting a treasure, and placed it before the emperor.
"Your Majesty, come all the way here against the wind to warm yourself up."