Chapter 321: The Beauty and the Countryside, Both
Xiao Beicheng held the sword tip between his fingers and chuckled:
"If I were you, I'd change my lifestyle. Let's work together to get rid of Xiao Nanyan and overthrow Xiao Liuzi. You'll be the emperor and I'll be the regent. After all, I have no sons, only Shu'er, so what if I'm the emperor? I'd rather live a comfortable life for the rest of my life and then create a bright future for Shu'er."
The veins on Helian Feng's hand that was holding the sword were bulging, but he couldn't stab forward.
He knew that Xiao Beicheng was a man of deep thoughts and great resources. It would be extremely difficult for him to deal with Xiao Nanyue and recapture Apocalypse on his own.
Although cooperating with Xiao Beicheng is like seeking the skin of a tiger and he may be bitten by it in the future, Helian Feng is not a soft persimmon that can be bullied by others.
Taking back everything that belongs to him first, and then looking for an opportunity to get rid of Xiao Beicheng, is also a strategy of killing someone with a borrowed knife.
Seeing that he seemed to have figured it out, Xiao Beicheng squinted his eyes and smiled:
"In fact, we all have our own goals, and we all know each other tacitly. Helian Feng, don't think about settling scores later. I can cooperate with you, so I have my defenses. You'd better show some sincerity, and I will help you get everything you want."
Helian Feng saw that this old fox seemed to have everything under control. He wanted to know what good ideas Xiao Beicheng had that could bring down Xiao Nanyue, who held military power and had extraordinary strategies.
"Then in your opinion, what should we do next?"
Xiao Beicheng's palm fell on Helian Feng's shoulder, and his fingertips rolled over his tense muscles through the mourning clothes:
"Your Highness, if you can trust me, I can not only help you regain your kingdom, but also help you get the beauty you desire."
"What!" Helian Feng's body trembled violently, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang:
"Xiyan...is she still alive?"
A knowing smile appeared on Xiao Beicheng's face:
"I just told you that Feiyun Temple was built by me. The life and death of that girl is naturally in my hands."
Helian Feng felt his chest pounding, and his voice suddenly became hoarse:
"Where is she?"
Xiao Beicheng stared at the prince's handsome face, which was flushed with anxiety, and the smile on his lips deepened:
Sure enough, no matter how cunning Helian Feng is, he is still like his biological father Helian Cong and his adopted son Xiao Nanyue in his heart. Although he appears to be cold and heartless on the surface, he is actually a romantic man.
The men of the Helian family really uphold the excellent family tradition. Even a hero cannot resist the temptation of a beautiful woman - this beauty blade named "Xiyan" can not only stab the scheming Xiao Nanyue, but also firmly pin down the young prince Helian Feng in front of him!
It seems that this game of chess will not take long before it enters the next stage:
He used a beautiful woman as bait to lure two tigers into a fight, or even... to cause a war between Tianqi and Nanzhao. He only had to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and when the time was right, he could swallow the bait and the hook together.
After thinking about it, he spoke slowly:
"The time has not come yet. But don't worry, I will make her return to you willingly and become your woman!"
Helian Feng knew very well that Xiao Beicheng had no good intentions, but at this moment, his mind was full of Xiyan's smiling eyes. The country and the beauty have never been a must-choose question. Only the winner can have both.
He also needs to plan carefully to regain control of everything he has lost.
"Okay." Helian Feng bent down and picked up the sword:
"As long as I can get her back to me, I'll share the world with you."
Xiao Beicheng clapped his hands and laughed:
"Then I'll go back to Chiyu Peak with you. I miss Shu'er too!"
"please!"
…
Xiyan, who was far away in Nanzhao, half-knelt beside her mother Jiang Jingyue's couch, holding a wet handkerchief with her fingertips and carefully wiping her mother's face.
The aroma of medicine mixed with the scent of mugwort filled the hall. She looked at the steaming invigorating decoction in the porcelain bowl and vaguely recalled the scene in the Ten Thousand Snake Valley in southern Xinjiang half a month ago:
In the poisonous miasma-filled swamp, Manluo held up the insect-attracting bell and confronted the snake group, just to catch the Green Spirit Snake. She pinched the snake's vital point with her bare hands and threw it into the medicine basket behind the second prince.
Afterwards, they climbed to the Hundred-foot Cliff and finally found the Soul-Guiding Herb after going through untold hardships. They waited until the moon rose, then watered the herb with the blood of the Green Spirit Snake, causing it to bloom. They took the petals, brought them back to Nanzhao Jiangdu, and made an antidote for the Dream Tapir Gu.
On the day when the dream tapir insect was brought out, my father Emperor Xie Zhen, my two brothers, and even my grandmother all shed tears of excitement.
Xie Zhan's gaze was always following Manluo's figure. His handsome eyes were sparkling with inextricable tenderness, which rose and fell with his breathing, spreading into a sea filled with stars.
Xiyan was even more grateful to Manluo. If she had not sacrificed her life to go to the Valley of Ten Thousand Snakes, how could her mother have cured the poison?
Xiyan secretly swore in her heart that she must make Manluo live a happy life in Nanzhao. Her country is her country; her home is her home!
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