Chapter 365 I am twenty-one, not eighty-one

Jiujiu looked at the tent in front of her. Her dark eyes were filled with thoughts that others could not understand. Her hands, which were holding the clothes in her arms, tightened involuntarily.

And inside, Chi Shu was still saying: "I believe that Your Majesty cannot refuse our promise."

"After all, Xichu can give you everything, but it can't give you that piece of Feng Shui treasure land."

That piece of Feng Shui treasure land has been coveted by emperors of the Southern Kingdom in all dynasties, and I don’t believe that Di Jiang doesn’t covet it either.

"And your majesty, Mobei and Nanguo have had a friendly relationship for many years. We have gained a lot of benefits from this friendly relationship."

"Now, do you have to destroy all this?" Chi Shu sighed regretfully.

After a pause, he said, "We also understand that this is related to your mother's death, but you can just kill the person who killed your mother. Mobei will not have any objections. Why do you have to go against the entire Mobei?"

"Why don't we take this opportunity to make peace and continue to fight against Western Chu, take down Western Chu, and then divide up its cities?"

"What do you say?"

Chi Shu said these words respectfully, with good reasoning and full of temptation.

After he finished speaking, a smile played on his lips, waiting for Dijiang's response.

Everyone outside was worried.

She understood how tempting Chi Shu's words were, especially the Feng Shui treasure land with hidden dragon veins. If it was used as a cemetery after death, there would be many benefits.

No one can refuse.

Can Brother Dijiang do it?

She believed in him, but he didn't want to let her down.

Di Jiang snorted coldly at Chi Shu's words and said, "The conditions promised by the envoy are indeed good, especially the Feng Shui treasure land. Several generations of kings of my Southern Kingdom have wanted to get it for their own use."

"But I don't want to." He was even more unwilling to be an enemy of Western Chu.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dijiang's bony hands suddenly pulled out the long sword hanging at his waist and slashed it towards Chishu's neck without hesitation.

Chi Shu was caught off guard and the sharp blade slashed his throat. He was stunned, his eyes full of astonishment and confusion. He seemed to have never expected that Di Jiang would do this.

"How could you... do this?"

After Chi Shu finished speaking with his last bit of strength, he collapsed to the ground exhausted. Blood from his neck dripped onto the ground. His eyes were still open, as if he was unwilling to accept the result, or as if he was dying with his eyes open.

Dijiang threw away the sword in his hand, wiped his hands with the towel handed by Chuyang, and then looked at Chishu who was staring at him on the ground, and said angrily: "I haven't married or had children yet, and you dare to give me a grave?"

"Are you cursing me to death?"

"That's damn rude."

Who cares whether it is a Feng Shui treasure land or not.

Dijiang doesn't care at all.

What's more, the person is dead, so what difference does it make where they are buried?

Can I come back to life if I bury myself on a dragon vein? No.

If he died, he would not care if his body was torn into pieces, chopped and burned as firewood, chopped and steamed into buns, or mashed into mud and smeared on the wall.

"Chu Yang, go buy a hundred coffins for the people in Mobei." Di Jiang couldn't bear to be sent to the cemetery.

He would pay them back tenfold or a hundredfold.

"Yes." Chu Yang was also shocked by Di Jiang's decision, but he didn't dare to refute. Seeing Di Jiang's face full of anger, he lowered his head and responded hurriedly.

"I'll go right away!"

Chu Yang went to do his job in a cold sweat. He also carried Chi Shu's body out, dug a hole and buried it.

Jiujiu, who was standing outside, covered her lips and couldn't help wanting to laugh after hearing Dijiang's words, "I haven't married or had children yet, how dare you send me a grave?"

Brother Dijiang did not let her down.

I didn't expect that Brother Dijiang has such a lovely side.

Jiujiu chuckled, but when she saw Chuyang suddenly carry out a corpse from inside, she was startled and screamed, and could no longer laugh.

But she was not frightened by the dead. Who hasn't seen a few dead people? Especially someone like her who was born in the royal family.

She was shocked that Brother Dijiang actually killed this man. Judging from the man's voice, he should be a messenger.

When two armies are at war, no matter what the reason, the messenger cannot be killed.

When she heard no movement inside, she thought that the messenger was speechless because of Brother Dijiang's scolding. Unexpectedly, he was killed.

"Jiujiu, is that you?"

"Are you outside?"

After hearing Jiujiu's exclamation, Dijiang hurried out.

The moment he saw Jiujiu, he looked like a child who had made a mistake, with an uneasy look on his face. All the hostility, arrogance and determination just now disappeared. He was afraid that his paranoid look would scare Jiujiu.

"I……"

"Brother Dijiang, shall we go inside and talk?" There were many people outside.

"good."

Di Jiang nervously took Jiujiu into the tent and asked her to sit at the top seat in the tent while he stood.

After a while, he sniffed and said with a bit of grievance and pity: "Jiujiu, you don't know, that bastard just now, he, he actually sent me a cemetery, I..."

"I can't stand this!"

"I'm only twenty-one, twenty-one, not eighty-one. This is so pissing me off."

Dijiang huffed angrily and pumped his fist in the air.

He has always been calm, but at this moment, because his bottom line was touched, he became less calm, filled with rage and unable to control himself.

Jiujiu was originally feeling depressed because Dijiang killed that man, but after hearing Dijiang's words and seeing Dijiang's actions, she couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Dijiang, please don't bluff me."

"I heard everything just now. That person also promised to give you a city, local specialties, and beauties..."

Jiujiu emphasized the word "beauty" particularly hard, and it sounded sour.

Di Jiang looked at Jiujiu with a smile and asked, "Is Jiujiu jealous?"

"..." Humph, Jiujiu turned her head away, not looking at Dijiang, nor answering.

"You are jealous." Dijiang suddenly laughed. After he finished laughing, he held Jiujiu's hand and said with affection in his eyes, "I like to see you worrying about me and being jealous."

"You are bad." Jiujiu said coquettishly, pouting her little mouth, and hit Dijiang's chest with her white fist without any pain.

Di Jiang smiled and took Jiujiu into his arms, saying, "There is only room for one sun between heaven and earth, and there can only be one sun in my heart, and that is you."

"Jiujiu, Brother Dijiang only wants you in this life, and there will only be one you."

"I swear."

As for why Dijiang was so confident, it was because Dijiang knew since childhood that his heart was overgrown with weeds, covered with dark clouds and desolate. Only Jiujiu could make his heart warm and alive.

He can't live without her in his life.

"Brother Dijiang."

Jiujiu looked up at Dijiang.

Dijiang smiled and kissed Jiujiu. He was as cautious as ever, afraid of scaring the little girl. He tried his best to suppress his possessiveness, and he only dared to release a little bit carefully.

But even with just this little bit, Jiujiu couldn't resist it.

When Jiujiu left Dijiang's tent and returned to her own residence, her little mouth was red and there was a small cut on her lower lip. The eldest prince happened to come looking for her and saw the cut.