"Your Highness, His Highness Chen is returning to take over as the Lord of Shang State.
And he promised to us Shengyuan that there would be no war and mutual trade within a hundred years.
This is also a great blessing for the people of both countries."
Although the events of twenty years ago were planned by Imperial Master Zhibai, they were ultimately related to Emperor Sheng Yuan.
But now, Emperor Shengyuan, although not dead, is almost dead.
No matter how much Shang Chen hated Emperor Sheng Yuan, he had no choice but to do something to a dying man.
What's more, this enemy is his biological uncle and the father of his closest cousin.
In the end, Huangfu Lingao had a secret conversation with Shang Chen for four hours and it was decided that Huangfu Lingao would help Shang Chen return and take over the Shang Kingdom.
You must know that although Shang Chen is the legitimate crown prince of Shang Kingdom, he has only been in Shengyuan Capital for twenty years.
During these twenty years, he never returned to Shang State.
Although only one in ten of the original royal family members of the Shang Dynasty's imperial capital remain, many prominent nobles have emerged in the past twenty years.
And these people have already formed a stable network of relationships with the imperial family.
How many people truly support the crown prince of Shang who suddenly returns to his country?
Without Huangfu Lingao's support, there would be no way he could return to the country and become emperor.
It is still unknown whether he can return to the Shang Dynasty's imperial capital alive.
This is the best result now.
"Have you found out Zhibai's whereabouts?" Huangfu Lingao said.
"not yet…"
Zhou Nian was a little depressed. It was said that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and it was indeed true. This hateful national teacher was too difficult to catch.
Zhou Nian looked at Huangfu Lingao, who was dressed in black and sitting at the main seat of the post station.
Compared to a year ago, the cold and lonely aura of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has become even stronger.
"Hasn't today's letter arrived yet?" Huangfu Lingao asked.
Zhou Nian lowered his eyes. After so long, His Highness still couldn't let go of Miss Qiqing. Ever since Miss Qiqing left the imperial capital, he had sent her a letter every seven days.
Even when people reached the northern wilderness, they did not stop.
"Your Highness, the letter has arrived..." Po Sha walked in and said.
Huangfu Lingao waved his hand and handed the letter to Zhou Nianlai to read as usual.
Po Sha handed the letter to Zhou Nian, but he didn't feel the man take the letter for a while, which made him feel a little confused.
When he looked up slightly, he saw the man staring at him with a bright smile on his face.
Po Sha's heart trembled, and he became angry and embarrassed. He stuffed the letter into Zhou Nian's arms and stepped aside.
On his face, which was as cold as before, the tips of his ears had quietly turned red.
Zhou Nian lowered his head, smiled, touched his nose, opened the letter, and the smile on his face froze instantly. He couldn't help but take a breath.
Zhou Nian read the letter again in disbelief, and looked up at Huangfu Lingao with some horror.
Huangfu Lingao suddenly felt a sense of foreboding in his heart. He quickly got up from his chair and came to Zhou Nian.
Zhou Nian instinctively crumpled the letter into his hands and hid it behind his back.
Huangfu Lingao's face darkened, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the letter!"
Zhou Nian shook his head: "Your Highness, this..."
Po Sha also looked at Zhou Nian with a puzzled look on his face.
Huangfu Lingao's eagle eyes grew colder and colder. Zhou Nian slowly handed the letter to Huangfu Lingao and said worriedly, "Your Highness... Miss Qiqing!"
After a long time, Huangfu Lingao seemed unable to understand the contents of the letter, and his expression was blank.
Po Sha didn't see the letter, and he didn't understand why the letter sent this time would cause Zhou Nian and His Highness to lose their composure one after another.
A hint of doubt flashed through Posha Qinliang's eyes, and he couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness? What happened?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was pulled out by Zhou Nian.
Po Sha stumbled when he was pulled, and goose bumps instantly appeared on his skin when his hand touched Zhou Nian's hand.
Posha was tense and wanted to shake off Zhou Nian's hand, but he heard Zhou Nian say:
"Miss Qiqing is in trouble. Please calm down, Your Highness. I will tell you the details when we get out."
The seriousness in his tone was something Posha rarely saw.
Something happened to Miss Qiqing? How could something happen to Miss Qiqing?
Po Sha was a little confused. Qi Qing had saved him before, and he knew how terrifying her strength was.
Moreover, even if he did not see what happened on the Jiuyou Terrace with his own eyes.
However, I heard Zhao Chi talk about it countless times afterwards, how thrilling the situation was.
It turns out that Miss Qiqing is the red-clothed witch on Mount Qishan who kills everyone.
Posha was a little dazed, but it seemed reasonable. Posha saw the affection that His Highness had for Miss Qiqing and understood it clearly.
Although Zhao Chi said that Qiqing wanted to kill His Highness for Yu Wuchen, this had completely infuriated His Highness.
Your Highness cannot possibly want this Crown Princess anymore. It would be considered merciful of Your Highness if you don't kill her.
But is Your Highness merciful?
His Highness is known as the Prince of Death by the people of Shengyuan, and as the Living King of Hell by the people of other countries.
Will His Highness kill Qiqing?
Po Sha can be sure that it won't happen! The reason is simple.
It was a letter that came from various places every seven days.
They are those paintings of beauties depicting the same person.
It is the lively emotion after receiving the letter, although it is becoming more and more cold and ruthless.
Or happy, angry, or jealous.
Maybe His Highness hates Qiqing for wanting to kill him for Yu Wuchen, but where would the hatred come from without love?
If it weren't for deep love, how could there be so much resentment!
While Zhou Nian was talking about the contents of the letter, Miss Qiqing had already died in the fire caused by the gunpowder explosion.
The expression of His Highness just now flashed through Posha's mind. It was something he had never seen before, fragile and confused.
Buried in the sea of fire, no remains left...
Listening to what Zhou Nian said, Po Sha felt endless regret in his heart. He still owed her a life-saving favor.
At the same time, he was also a little worried. He was not sure what would happen to his highness!
"Posha...Posha..." Zhou Nian's voice interrupted Posha's thoughts.
Po Sha came back to his senses, feeling a little dazed.
Zhou Nian's face was filled with worry: "Posha, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?"
Posha's brows didn't relax, and he shook his head: "Nothing..."
Zhou Nian thought that Po Sha was also shocked by the news from the witch, and sighed:
"I wonder how His Highness is doing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Huangfu Lingao walking out from the door.
The two of them immediately stepped forward, and Zhou Nian said, "Your Highness?"
Huangfu Lingao looked at the northern sky, as if he was just looking at somewhere in the void, but also as if he was staring at something with extreme concentration.
After a long pause, Huangfu Lingao said, "Posha, pass the order down... have Zhao Chi lead a few people to rush to the Shang Kingdom's imperial city immediately.
Within the Shang Kingdom, all the Posha troops are mobilized by Zhao Chi to fully cooperate with the Crown Prince of Shang."
"Yes, Your Highness," Posha replied in a deep voice.
Huangfu Lingao continued, "Go full speed ahead, bypass Shang State, and rush to the Northern Wasteland.
Zhou Nian, send a message to Beihuang. From now on, change the letter from seven days to three days, no matter how big or small. "
"I understand," Zhou Nian replied.
A hint of sadness appeared on Huangfu Lingao's face, which was as cold and ruthless as before.
The despair that welled up in the scarlet eagle eyes was forcibly suppressed.
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