"Welcome back victorious Princess Yong'an! May she live a thousand years!"
Mounting his Akhal-Teke horse, Li Chang'an looked down at the man in the crimson python robe at the head of the assembled officials and said coldly, "Why don't you kneel?"
Upon hearing this, the officials kneeling on the ground were suddenly startled: Princess Yong'an had been fighting abroad for three years, could she really know nothing about the affairs of the court?
How could Li Chang'an truly know nothing about the man before him?
Three years ago, she finished her quick transmigration mission and was supposed to enjoy the rest of her life in a peaceful world with her rewards. However, she was tricked by the greedy system and transmigrated into the body of 'Li Chang'an,' a general's wife who had the same name, surname, and appearance as her, and whose father-in-law and husband died on the battlefield and her mother-in-law died in childbirth less than three months after her marriage.
After the general's mansion was destroyed, she had no choice but to volunteer to lead troops into battle. For three years, she fought her way through the battlefield and has now become a renowned 'female killing god'.
Having spent three years fighting abroad, she certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to bury herself in battle and neglect matters of state. Li Chang'an, with his eyes lowered, controlled the court; the regent, second only to the emperor, held supreme power...
The man being questioned stood calmly, chuckled lightly, and raised his eyebrows. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, making a perfunctory gesture of respect, before speaking slowly and deliberately: "Please calm your anger, Princess. I am only acting under imperial orders."
Li Chang'an's eyes flashed, and his voice grew even colder: "Speak!"
She didn't speak loudly, but it made the nine hundred cavalrymen behind her tremble involuntarily. Their general always used this tone when he was impatient, and if the person being questioned didn't answer even slightly well, their head would be torn off sooner or later...
The commander glanced at the man and thought to himself, "What a pity."
"His Majesty has granted me special permission not to bow to anyone other than him," the man said, his voice forceful and clear, his words brimming with an undeniable air of authority, clearly a provocation.
What a pity, what a pity! So handsome, yet so poor at speaking. Several generals behind Li Chang'an silently turned their heads, secretly covering their eyes with their hands…
"What if I insist you kneel?" Li Chang'an said expressionlessly, "If you..."
"Then naturally I must kneel!" The man interrupted her, and without saying another word, he flicked his robe, bent his knees, and knelt on the ground with a 'thud'.
What!
Everyone present was immediately dumbfounded. Those ministers who knew his arrogant and ruthless nature were so shocked that they forgot about etiquette and raised their heads. When they saw him kneeling and bowing like them, they were completely baffled as to why things had turned out this way.
An official glanced furtively at the woman on horseback and immediately turned pale with fright: This is… even a demon wouldn't dare to act rashly when faced with a female killing machine! ? ?
In his eyes, the female assassin Li Chang'an was watching the man on the ground with great interest. She didn't tell him to get up, and the man obediently remained in the kneeling position. After a long while, she finally spoke: "What's your name?"
The man looked up at the sound, his phoenix eyes and delicate features, even more refined than a woman's, blossoming into a smile: "Feng Beichuan."
"Oh, so you are the famous Regent, whose reputation has spread to the border camps."
Feng Beichuan's eyes lit up with delight: "The princess knows me?"
Li Chang'an chuckled lightly, a slow smile curving his right lip across his cold face: "A regent of a different surname, corrupting the court, deceiving the emperor, how could I not know of such a treacherous minister, a rare sight throughout history?"
Feng Beichuan's smile remained unchanged. He stood upright on the ground and looked at her directly: "Princess, you flatter me. Compared to your heroic deeds of going to the battlefield at the age of eighteen to protect the country and its people, which will be remembered in history, what I have done is nothing."
Li Chang'an glanced at him, his contempt for him undisguised: "You're quite the smooth talker, able to bend and stretch as you please."
Feng Beichuan spread his hands and said, "There's nothing I can do. I'm afraid of dying too. Everyone in Sheng Nan Kingdom knows about your miracle of killing five hundred enemy soldiers and crawling out of a pile of corpses."
Before Li Chang'an could react, one of the attendants following Feng Beichuan quickly crawled forward on his knees, lifting his robe, and shouted, "Your Highness, don't be afraid! I have already arranged manpower in the city as you instructed. They number less than a thousand and are nothing to fear!" Feng Beichuan is plotting a rebellion?!
"Protect the general!—"
Li Chang'an waved his hand to stop him.
Sure enough, Feng Beichuan flicked his sleeve, and a dagger flew out. In an instant, the servant who had just spoken opened his eyes wide, coughed up blood, and fell to the ground lifeless.
"The traitor has been killed, Princess, there is no need to panic."
Li Chang'an stroked the horse reins in his hand, not particularly concerned: "You're quite clever."
Feng Beichuan smiled faintly: "This person openly framed me and sowed discord between me and the princess. He deserves to die."
"Whether it's true or false, who knows?" Li Chang'an murmured, then her eyes turned cold, and she raised her voice: "Get out of the way, I'm going into the city!"
The courtiers who had been prostrate on the ground immediately scrambled to the side, fearing they would incur the wrath of this female killing goddess. Even the corpses of the murdered were dragged aside. Although Feng Beichuan stood up, she remained standing in place and did not move aside.
"Since ancient times, border troops have not been allowed to enter the city without an imperial edict. The princess was taught by the emperor from a young age, and then served as a general's wife for three years. Now she is a great general who is famous throughout the land. She should know this."
Li Chang'an sneered: "Aren't you afraid of offending me this time, and I'll chop you up?"
"I'm afraid!" he said, yet he still stood there defiantly. "But compared to letting the princess unjustly bear the stigma of 'overshadowing the emperor's merits,' what does it matter if I lose my lowly life? Besides... even if I were willing, these people would certainly not show favoritism for the sake of the emperor's safety—"
As soon as he finished speaking, two squads of guards rushed out of the city gate and blocked the entrance. Then, on the city wall, countless archers were already holding sharp arrows and aiming them at Li Chang'an and his party.
The burly general behind Li Chang'an laughed twice in anger: "You really think these people can stop our nine hundred Light Cloud Cavalry? What are you anyway!"
Feng Beichuan smiled as before: "This humble subject is not talented, but if the princess is to bear the reputation of treason because of this, I would feel sorry for you."
The burly general was so enraged by his shamelessness that his dark face turned red: "Bullshit! Without our general, you dog thief, would you still be standing here spouting nonsense!"
"I believe the princess can certainly distinguish right from wrong."
"you……!"
"Alright," Li Chang'an interrupted him, staring at him for a long time before turning around and ordering them, "Light Cloud Cavalry, listen to my command, set up camp three miles outside the city and obey my orders!"
"Yes!" No one dared to disobey her order. The soldiers turned their horses around, galloped away, kicking up clouds of dust, and left in no time.
Seeing this, Feng Beichuan also ordered, "Stop!" The guards at the city gate and tower immediately put away their arrows and retreated.
He stepped aside and bowed to her, saying, "Please dismount from your horse and sedan chair, Your Highness. I respectfully welcome you back to the palace."
Li Chang'an tightened the reins, a cold laugh escaping her lips—"Giddy up!" She spurred the horse's belly—the horse knew its master's intention and immediately galloped into the city!
At the same time, Feng Beichuan felt a sharp pain in his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was kicked away.
"Your Highness!"
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