536. Unchanged original aspiration

The prince's heart raced, and he felt his breathing become difficult. He tried desperately to break free from the control of this aura, but his body seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible force, unable to move.

The black aura grew stronger and stronger, seemingly following its own instincts, or perhaps acting against its will, it gradually embraced the armor, wanting to hold it tightly in its arms and possess its beauty.

"Your Highness, halt!" Meng Queyi's eyes turned cold, and an aura of unfamiliarity chilled the surroundings. Her gaze was like an abyss, making everything seem strange and distant. With a cold glance, the Crown Prince forcefully regained control of his body.

A hint of embarrassment crossed her face, and she quickly explained, "Queyi, I don't know what happened just now. My body just lost control, but my love for you has never changed."

Meng Queyi's eyes were calm as she said softly, "My dream used to be that my husband must surpass me, whether in martial arts or literature."

Today, let's see if Your Highness's martial arts can surpass mine. If you do, everything will be at Your Highness's disposal; if you lose, everything before will be null and void.

His eyes were fixed on the scene, seemingly waiting for an answer, yet also as if he already knew the answer.

The wind suddenly stilled, and people were stunned. The prince stared straight at the beauty before him, so familiar yet so strange, perhaps like himself, never wanting to be seen through.

Meng Queyi's eyes were cold and clear, and the bow in her hand rang out softly, as if expressing her understanding.

A melodious, clear voice drifted over, speaking almost to itself, "In the past, the Holy Emperor created heaven and earth, ending the turmoil of the previous dynasty. My Meng family also experienced the beginning and end of that turmoil. At that time, I thought, if only we had the Holy Emperor's abilities, it would be wonderful to end this world's chaos sooner."

The prince listened silently, without saying a word. Chrysanthemums bloom on the branches in the early winter chill; earning a pancake is better than heaven.

Meng Queyi continued to reminisce softly, "I once thought I would be an observer, developing in a low-key manner. If the Holy Emperor ever grew tired, I would take on the responsibility of this world."

I never imagined that my life of leisurely seclusion would end so soon, and that my journey through the world would be endless. I once hoped to sleep under a blanket of reeds, amidst snow and clouds, to preserve the warmth of the night. I wished that all kind-hearted people in the world would have clothes to wear, food to eat, and blankets to cover themselves with.

Just like you were back then, full of vigor and kindness, governing the world. A kind person sees things through to the end, never betraying their goodness.

His Highness's eyes were indifferent, as if the past was nothing but smoke and clouds. Life is short, so drink while you can, for when you wake up you will find yourself in a completely different world.

With my father gone, I have truly failed him.

With a firm and calm gaze, he said softly, "Yi'er is right. If we were both at the pinnacle of the world, whether it be a holy land or a sect or family, I think they would all listen to our opinions."

It was wrong of me to arrange a marriage with the Yue family, but I will give it a try. If you all work together to help me, then the peace and tranquility of the world will not be just a dream.

Chaos cannot bury lofty ambitions; three thousand sects are slaughtered in a single day, corpses piled high, terrifying all sects! Who dares to defy us? Who dares to defy us? Yi'er, don't you agree?

Meng Queyi slowly shook her head and whispered, "Brother Shiqi, I'm sorry. The world is about to change drastically, and my heart is in turmoil. How about we end things here? Yue Chan of the Yue family is a beauty of unparalleled grace, and the Yue family is also very wealthy; they can certainly offer us more assistance."

The eldest prince's eyes were clear, yet tinged with greed, possessiveness, and anger. He said in a low voice, "Yi'er, do you have someone you love? Otherwise, why would you resent me so much and want to leave me because of this?"

Meng Queyi shook her head coolly and simply said, "No."

The eldest prince let out a cold laugh. This attitude fueled his anger, further confirming his judgment. He growled domineeringly, "Today I'll show you Yi'er's power. I hope you won't forget what you just said."

In an instant, the illusion opened, and a wisp of black aura enveloped everything from all directions. The Crown Prince's entire body merged into the black aura, and a deathly, domineering, and evil aura swept over him.

With his sword in hand, the prince's eyes gleamed with greed, his desire to possess growing ever stronger.

'Mine, mine, all mine, your clothes are mine.'

On the jet-black sword, a terrifying black dragon, lifelike and eager to leap, with fierce and angry eyes, seemed about to stain Meng Que's clothes.

Meng Queyi, however, remained calm, her heart devoid of sorrow or joy. She murmured, "In this mortal world, seasons change and autumns pass. With a bow drawn, the winds and clouds dissipate; with hands behind her back, the universe is settled."

Drawing the bow and nocking the arrow, his momentum was overwhelming, as if he wanted to encompass the entire world. He saw through the location of the prince at a glance, and without a ripple of emotion, he drew his bow, unleashing two dragons emerging from the sea.

An invisible arrow shot out instantly, streaking across the sky like a meteor, carrying an unstoppable momentum as it hurtled towards the prince, striking his sword and sending it flying.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

The eldest prince stared in disbelief at the fallen sword in his hand, his eyes vacant. If the two armies had been facing each other, that moment would have been the moment he met his end.

It turns out we were never truly broken; I just never saw through it.

Meng Queyi said softly, "Your Highness, please remember your promise."

Though the winds and frost have swept away the dust of time, the deep purple robes of yesteryear are no longer seen. My patriotic heart has never changed, nor will it change in the future. I beg Your Highness's understanding.

Wearing military uniform is only to prove that my family is still striving for peace and tranquility in the world, just as we support the Holy Emperor, just as we support you.

Now that things are in chaos, and I have some skills, I've decided to return to military service, to live up to my ideals.

The inner voice whispered, 'My ideal is to defend peace and uphold goodness. The world is difficult, and I wish to contribute my own strength.'

The stringless crossbow trembled softly, as if responding to its master's thoughts: no string, no string, the string is in the heart, the arrow is the string.

Meng Queyi walked away slowly, while the eldest prince stood there in a daze, his mind still reeling from the unacceptable arrow that had just struck him.

The arrow shot out like lightning, with the power of iron cavalry and a torrent, sweeping away fallen leaves like a whirlwind. His own Dragon Scale Sword Technique had been defeated so thoroughly.

Before they knew it, the surroundings were quiet and deserted, and the Crown Prince slowly walked out.

Liu Gonggong lowered his head and hurriedly stepped forward, not daring to say a word, and silently followed closely.

Back in his palace, a beautiful maidservant came forward to help him undress. Overwhelmed with excitement, he embraced her tightly. They spent a warm night together in the boudoir. A quarter of an hour later, he felt that all the beautiful things in the world were now right before him, and all the days before seemed like a regret.

Meng Queyi returned safely to the manor by carriage. In front of the main hall, a middle-aged man with a similar appearance was waiting quietly, not knowing who he was waiting for.

Seeing the person return, their eyes lit up with smiles, and they finally felt relieved.

She smiled kindly, "Queyi's back! That's good. Don't go out so late next time. If anyone complains, just say it was Old Man Meng who told you."