Deputy General Xiao lowered his voice and said, "Old Tieshu is upset because he lost his beloved."
Qiao'er patted him and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Go quickly."
Xiao Pu let go of Qiao Er and quickly walked to Jiu Ye: "Jiu Ye!"
Lu Zhenzhi glanced at him and said, "A man should prioritize his career. What's the point of being sentimental?"
Vice Admiral Xiao: "..."
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Xiaolijiazhuang lies south of the Wei River. A flood-proof levee stands to the east, and to the west lies Heiliang Mountain, a frequent haunt of wild wolves and brown bears. It's past midnight, and the sky is completely dark. All around is pitch black, devoid of human voices, and the ground is covered in deep snow.
"Why is there no one here?" Fu Tong'er was surprised. "Take your hand off my waist."
The Snow Monk hissed and said in a low voice: "Girl, don't talk." Then he continued to ride his horse and look around as he moved forward.
The doors of every household were tightly shut, so something must be amiss. The Snow Monk said, "Young lady, this place isn't very safe. But it's getting late, and Quan Ran will protect you. Let's find someone to stay with for the night."
The horse's hooves left footprints in the snow.
As they walked, the Snow Monk reined in his horse in front of a house and said, "When I carried you onto the horse just now, I felt your pulse and it showed that you had no strength. Don't run around. It's safest to stay with Quan Ran." With that, he put one hand around Fu Tong'er's waist and loosened the reins with the other. He suddenly raised his arm, and several silver needles shot towards the closed door, making a sound similar to knocking.
Soon, a middle-aged man's voice came from inside: "Who is it? Knocking on the door so late!"
After he finished speaking, the door did not open.
The Snow Monk said, "Sir, I am passing by here. As it is getting late, I would like to borrow a place to rest for the night."
There was silence for a moment before a voice said, "There's a 'Golden Zen Inn' on the hill ahead. Go there. No one will open the door at this time."
The Snow Monk muttered to himself, "Could it be that he was frightened by the bandits who came to rob him and dared not open the door?" Then he said, "Thank you for showing me the way."
Having said this, he rode his horse forward again.
As they walked, he asked the question he would regret for the rest of his life: "Miss, what do you think of Quan Ran? How does he compare to your man?"
Fu Tong'er was held in the arms of the Snow Monk, unable to move, and said, "Not even a bit."
The Snow Monk smiled, pulled the reins, and ordered the horse to turn through the deserted alley and head towards the eastern hilltop.
"Miss, are you the woman of the Regent of Dayan?"
"Yes." Fu Tong'er said without hesitation, "So please let me go!"
The Snow Monk rode his horse leisurely, and the white snow fell on his long black hair.
"As far as I know, the Prince Regent has no wife. So who is this girl to him? Nothing at all, right?"
"You!" Fu Tong'er moved again, her arms around her waist tightening even more. "Who the hell are you? I've already said I have someone in my heart. Besides, he also said he would marry me. We're just arguing now."
The Snow Monk laughed and said, "When I was less than twenty, I promised marriage to several girls. Now I'm twenty-nine, and I'm still single. Men only deceive underage girls like you."
Fu Tong'er didn't believe these divisive words, but she remembered the conversation about "Yan'er" she had heard in the military camp before. "Yan'er" might be her mother.
I'm afraid that her relationship with Jiu Ye really can't continue.
Seeing Fu Tong'er was silent, the Snow Monk smiled and asked, "Why are you silent?"
"Prince...are you the Prince of Qi?" Fu Tong'er suddenly remembered what she had heard in prison before.
"Oh, that's right." The Snow Monk gently sniffed the top of Fu Tong'er's head. It smelled so good.
"You are here to kill him!" Fu Tong'er said in horror.
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