As for Emperor Xia, he had a long talk with Xuanyuan that night, and in the end, it is unclear whether he understood or let go.
In short, the Western Xia was still handed over to Duanmu Rong.
The message was sent by Xuanyuan Du to Xie Lingqin, and by the time Xie Lingqin received it, Xuanyuan Du had already secretly returned the military tally to Bei Rong.
Xie Lingqin understood Xuan Yuandu's intention.
He wanted to protect Western Xia from being implicated.
Although he didn't want to be the crown prince or the emperor of Western Xia, he ultimately did what was most beneficial for Western Xia.
The war between the two countries did not affect the Western Xia.
Of course, this was also because on that day, she told Xuanyuan Du that she had given him a talisman, but he could make a decision not only based on the two paths she had given him, but also because she had told Emperor Xia that they should ask Xuanyuan Du what he wanted to do.
Therefore, Xie Lingqin found it a little strange that Xuanyuan made such a choice.
Beside her, Xu Yiran looked at Xie Lingqin with a troubled expression. "I thought you wanted to use Xuanyuan Du to attack Beirong, but now... I really don't understand you anymore."
"Any news about the giant clam?"
Xie Lingqin changed the subject.
"No." Xu Yiran shook her head. "However, no news is good news. I just hope that Duanmu Rong will really settle down."
Xie Lingqin held the note that brought the message in the air and smiled, "Who can say for sure what will happen in this world?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a gust of wind blew by, causing her skirt to flutter.
Although the barbarians were not as vast and powerful as the Northern Rong, Southern Qi, and Western Xia, they were still small countries with all the necessary functions.
The streets have taken on a more exotic feel, bustling with people and noise, and filled with teahouses, taverns, and everything else imaginable.
However, on the faces of every citizen, there seemed to be an invisible sense of panic.
Xie Lingqin had witnessed this kind of panic before.
In her past life, she had been to many places. When a regime was replaced and the country was in turmoil, people would show this kind of uncertainty about the future and the instability of their future lives, revealing an expression that was more like panic than despair.
It seems that the situation among the barbarians is far more chaotic than rumored.
At this time, Xie Lingqin, Xu Yiran, and Lü Wu had already changed their clothes.
The barbarians occasionally experienced sandstorms, and all three of them covered their faces with cloths, which didn't seem strange.
“Young Master, Miss Lingqin, I have inquired and found out that yesterday, the Barbarian Lord’s condition worsened and he even vomited blood. Mingemu and Qinhemu immediately surrounded him, saying that Prince Zhuidamu had assassinated the Lord. Fortunately, the Black Cloth Guards intervened and stopped the internal strife. Now the Barbarians are in chaos. Although the situation is still deadlocked and no one has gained anything, it is like a tightly strung bowstring. Who knows what will happen next?”
Green Beauty whispered.
"What about An Shangning?"
"Miss Lingqin, it is said that Miss Sai and her people are not here."
"Nobody's here?"
Xie Lingqin was somewhat surprised; she had come down from the mountain precisely because she wanted to find out more details.
After all, the Heavenly Mystery Hall is now being targeted by the Northern Rong, so we have to be more careful and not use it too much.
"Yes, it is said that he had already left before the incident. Before leaving, he had a big argument with Zhuidamu, and they had a falling out."
As Lü Wu spoke, she carefully looked around and lowered her voice, "Young Master, Miss Ling Qin, since Miss Sai is not here, why don't we leave sooner? Miss Ling Qin, you also need to take good care of your health."
Xie Lingqin did not answer immediately, but said, "Let's find a place to stay first."
Xu Yiran naturally agreed, while Lü Wu felt helpless.
The barbarian lands are not as prosperous as the great powers; the inn is simple, but it is still clean enough.
"You should get some rest."
Xu Yiran watched Xie Lingqin drink a bowl of porridge before leaving the room.
However, as soon as Xu Yiran left, Xie Lingqin touched her lips and vomited up all the porridge she had just eaten. Then, she leaned against the bedside, panting heavily.
She really couldn't eat; she felt nauseous and vomited.
Xie Lingqin was no fool. After estimating the timeline, she realized it couldn't be pregnancy. She didn't know whether to feel relieved or sarcastic.
Her body...
After a short while, Xie Lingqin calmed herself down and then pushed open the window and leaped out.
...
Half an hour later, Xie Lingqin, disguised as a barbarian guard, entered the barbarian's main camp.
Unlike the layered palaces of the Northern Rong and Southern Qi dynasties, this was a large, well-preserved camp, marked with symbols unique to barbarians.
"Do you think our lord can wake up?"
"...Who knows?"
"If he really doesn't wake up, what kind of chaos will ensue..."
"Shh, don't say anything, or the Black Guard will hear us."
"It was only because Prince Zhuidamu was protected by black-clothed guards that they dared not step forward."
"But the two princes are not to be trifled with either. If the Black Cloth Guard finds out that the princes did indeed poison their lord, then the Black Cloth Guard will report it to the authorities..."
Xie Lingqin frowned as she listened to the conversation between the two guards in front of her and glanced around.
...
Meanwhile, inside the inn...
"Young master, Miss Lingqin has disappeared."
Xu Yiran's expression changed, and after a moment, she stared at Lü Wu, "She must have suspicions."
"I didn't want this either, but the barbarians are in danger all over the place, we don't have enough manpower, and Miss Lingqin is not in good health. I don't want the young master and Miss Lingqin to be trapped."
"However, you underestimated her stubbornness and determination, as well as her feelings for An Shangning."
"Then, young master, what should we do now? Miss Lingqin must have gone to the barbarian chieftain's camp. Should we send barbarian troops?"
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