After the avalanche, the wind gradually died down, the clouds dispersed, revealing the azure sky and the towering mountains, like a huge silver crown.

The figures of Bisha and his group could no longer be seen.

Yuan Jue went back to the pile of strange rocks. Fearing that the drowsy Yao Ying might be frozen, he added some dried horse dung to the campfire. He rubbed his hands, looked up at her face carefully, and his eyes met another pair of gazes.

Sultan Gupan sat with his green eyes lowered, looking at Yao Ying beside him, his gaze lingering on her face for a long time.

Although his eyes were clear and calm without a trace of emotion, as if he was just staring at Yao Ying in a trance, Yuanjue felt that his eyes were a little different from usual.

The Regent should not have such a gentle expression, he should be decisive and have no desires or requests.

Only in this way can those who are in the know distinguish between the Buddha's disciples and the Regent.

Yuan Jue felt a little absent-minded.

The kind and noble Buddha and the regent with bloody hands are one and the same person.

In the past, when they were still young, he and Bisa often couldn't tell the difference between Buddha and Sultan. They were obviously the same person, just with a different identity. What was the difference?

They are young, arrogant, and conceited, and they think they are the most loyal to Buddhism in the world.

Later, when they saw Sultan Gu who was suffering from the backlash of his martial arts, they immediately mistook them for two different people.

They loved the Buddha's disciples and feared the regent.

When facing the Buddha, they respect and worship him.

When facing the Regent, they were very cautious, their bodies tensed, and they dared not let go of the knife handle for a moment.

Over time, they really regarded the Buddha and the Regent as two different people.

Little do they know that they are just one person.

As the close guards of Fuzi, they are loyal to him. They have seen Fuzi endure pain and torture since childhood, and they are still unable to accept the identity of the Regent. Princess Wen Zhao knows nothing about this, but she can understand the Regent and trust him.

Could it be that Princess Wen Zhao was sent by the Buddha to be a Buddhist disciple as the legend goes?

The Central Plains and the royal court are thousands of miles apart. It is a touching coincidence that a Han princess could end up in the royal court.

Will this relationship end up being a good one or an evil one?

Yuanjue couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

There was a soft pop from the fire.

Yuanjue came to his senses, looked at Yaoying with his brown eyes, opened his mouth, and recalled the determination and calmness on Yaoying's face when she knew it was too late to escape and hugged Sultan Gu tightly before the avalanche. He was still shocked in his heart and didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a while, he looked at Sultan Gu and whispered dryly: "King..."

Sultan raised his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently without saying a word, but there was an innate oppressive aura about him.

Yuanjue straightened his back subconsciously and felt a surge of tension in his heart. This was the familiar look from the Regent.

He changed his address and said, "Prince Regent, I and General Ashina have looked around and found that most of the killers on the mountain were buried by the snow. Only a few escaped. Before General Ashina could interrogate them, they took poison and committed suicide."

After rescuing Sultan Gu and Yao Ying, they checked the bodies of the killers, but found nothing to prove their identities. They could only guess that they were soldiers from the marks left by the ropes and helmets on some of the people's palms. The two searched for a long time and rescued several seriously injured killers. Just when they were about to interrogate them, they took poison and committed suicide.

After listening to him, Sultan Gu said, "They are the assassins raised by the various prefectures."

Yuanjue thought about it carefully and patted his head, "He really does look like a death warrior."

The tribes at the foot of Congling Mountain fought against each other, and many defeated warriors became slaves and were recruited by the noble families to become death warriors. It is said that the noble families often have the means to control the death warriors. If the death warriors betray their master, they will be tortured cruelly, making their lives worse than death, so the death warriors are very loyal and would rather die than surrender.

Yuan Jue then reported a few things, glanced at Yao Ying who was sitting by the campfire, and asked in a lower voice, "Prince Regent, shall I go and notify Princess Wen Zhao's personal guards and ask them to come and pick up the princess?"

Sultan Gu shook his head and said weakly, "It's not safe to send her down the mountain now. Their target is the entire team. Wait until dark and you can send the princess down the mountain."

Yuanjue was stunned for a moment. After a brief thought, he suddenly realized and nodded in agreement.

Only a few people knew about the Regent's diplomatic mission to Gaochang. Since the assassins behind the scenes were lying in ambush outside Sand City, it meant that they had already discovered the purpose of the Regent's trip and knew that he would return to the city in the next few days.

They were the ones who killed the caravan at the foot of the mountain. In order to conceal their tracks and eliminate possible insiders, they not only wanted to kill the Regent, but also all the caravans returning from Gaochang. In this way, they could not only get rid of the king's most trusted guards without anyone noticing and cut off the king's arm, but they could also pin the deaths of the Regent and the guards on the bandits. They were truly cruel and ruthless!

Thinking of this, Yuanjue felt a surge of guilt in his heart.

Seeing the corpses on the mountain road, he and Bishuo thought that the Regent had gone mad and killed people. He even made up his mind to fulfill his oath, but he didn't know that the Regent was seriously injured and was surrounded by assassins.

Fortunately, there was no danger. Now the Regent is safe and sound. Bisha will disguise himself as him and go down the mountain. He will definitely take away all the personal soldiers at the foot of the mountain to attract the killer's attention, and take the opportunity to find out the person behind the scenes and find the real murderer.

There might still be someone watching us at the foot of the mountain. Sending Princess Wen Zhao down the mountain now would not only be unsafe, but would also arouse suspicion, and it would be bad if it alerted the murderer.

Let’s talk about it after dark.

Yuan Jue gradually sorted out his thoughts, his eyes flashed, and he secretly glanced at Sultan Gu.

In fact, the best way is to let Bi Suo take Princess Wen Zhao away, and let Princess Wen Zhao and him act as bait to lure the real culprit behind the scenes.

But the Regent would never allow Bishosa to do so.

Fate suppressed this fleeting thought.

Right now, it would be best for Princess Wen Zhao to hide her identity and stay with her personal soldiers. When they return to the royal city secretly and deal with the evildoers in the city, the princess will be safe.

The bonfire burned quietly.

The firelight reflected on Yaoying's beautiful face, and her snow-white cheeks seemed to be stained with a faint rouge color.

Sultan Gu leaned over and used his fingers to pull open the cloak covering Yao Ying. His movements were gentle, only opening a tiny gap to prevent the cold wind from getting in. He rolled up her sleeves with his fingers and pressed lightly on her creamy white wrist with his fingertips.

Her pulse was steady, her palms were gradually getting warm, and her skin was smooth and warm, not as cold as when she touched him.

…

When the snow waterfall rushed down, the rumbling sound shook the earth and the Sultan woke up at that time.

Yaoying's first reaction was that she could have left him alone to escape, but she didn't. She wasn't a martial artist, so she had very little strength, and she could only drag him with great effort. Snow was flying all over the sky, and the snow under her feet was shaking. She was so anxious that she was shaking all over, digging her nails into his shoulders, dragging him, pulling him, and pulling him hard. In a hurry, she muttered a few Chinese dialect words, which didn't sound like elegant words.

At that moment, Sudan Gu's consciousness was blurred, but his mind was unusually clear.

When the avalanche came, the person who dragged him was just a teenage girl.

From beginning to end, Yao Ying never let him go.

Finally, she tried to push him towards Bisa so that Bisa could take him away in time. The snow waves came in an instant, and the figures of Bisa and Yuanjue were swallowed by the flying snow.

She sighed, "I can't see my brother anymore..."

Mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, huge waves roared, Yao Ying lowered her head, opened her arms without hesitation, and hugged Sultan Gu tightly, her weak body blocking him.

She wrapped her soft arms around Sultan Gu, and a faint sweet fragrance lingered.

Sultan Gu regained consciousness, groped his hands to hold the back of her head, held her in his arms, rolled her over a few times, and hid under a huge rock.

After the snow ridge collapsed and the earth turned upside down, only a white blanket of ice remained between heaven and earth.

Sultan Gu held Yaoying, who was knocked unconscious by the flying snow, in his arms and checked her breathing.

At that time, her body was icy and her breath was as thin as a thread, like a handful of fresh snow in the palm of one's hand, which would melt into water when exposed to sunlight.

…

Lightning flashes like morning dew, all things are impermanent, everything in the world is subject to the law of birth and death, and will eventually return to silence.

Sultan Kublai is indifferent to life and death.

Yaoying wants to live, but she will risk her life to save him at the critical moment.

Sultan Gu retracted his fingers, folded Yao Ying's cloak, and pressed it gently.

He was seriously injured. After taking Yaoying's pulse, he continued to meditate with his eyes closed.

Yuanjue looked at him, then at Yaoying, and his eyes moved between them. He took out some dry grain that was as hard as a stone from his arms and roasted it over the fire.

The dry and hard naan gradually exudes a faint wheat aroma.

Yuan Jue looked up at Sultan Gu and Yao Ying from time to time. After an unknown amount of time, he exclaimed in surprise, "Prince Regent, Princess Wen Zhao is awake!"

The bonfire reflected on Yaoying's face. She frowned slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

What I saw was a pair of brown eyes filled with joy.

Yuan Jue looked at Yao Ying, circled around her, and said happily: "Princess, do you have a headache? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Yaoying looked dazed and absent-minded for a while, then slowly came to mind. She recalled the scene before she fainted and tried to move her hands and feet.

Fortunately, she still had feeling in her hands and feet. When the heavy snow rushed down, she thought she was going to be buried in the ice and snow.

If you survive a great disaster, you will be blessed in the future.

Yao Ying was terrified. She consoled herself silently in her heart and struggled to sit up. Her throat was dry and itchy. She coughed a few times and asked, "Where is General Su?"

Yuan Jue was slightly startled.

The first thing she asked after waking up was this.

Yuanjue coughed twice, and felt that it was not right to answer, nor was it right to not answer, so he stretched out a finger and timidly pointed to the side.

Yao Ying felt dizzy and coughed continuously. She rubbed her sore head and looked in the direction of his finger.

There was a figure sitting quietly beside him.

Sultan Gu sat cross-legged, not saying a word, his blue eyes staring at her quietly, and no one knew how long he had been staring at her.

If it were anyone else, they would have jumped up in fright.

Yao Ying was stunned for a moment, then her eyes fell on the wound on Sultan's chest. Seeing that it had been bandaged, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Are you feeling better, General?"

Sultan Gu lowered his eyes, hummed, picked up the water bag and handed it to her.

Yaoying was feeling uncomfortable in her throat, so she took the water bag and tried to pull out the cork. However, her arms were too weak to do it, and she tried several times but failed.

A hand covered in a black leather glove reached out and its fingers uncorked her.

Yao Ying smiled gratefully at Sultan Gu and raised the water bag to drink.

As the water just slid into her throat, she was stunned.

The water was hot, not too scalding, nor too cold, just the right temperature to moisten her dry, hoarse throat.

Yaoying slowly swallowed the warm water, feeling soothed all over.

Sultan Gu remained silent. After she drank the water and regained some color, he said, "The princess was dragged into the dispute in the royal court. She is in trouble."

Yao Ying smiled and said lightly: "General, you are too serious. I and you are my lifesavers. How can you say that you are implicated me?"

Yuan Jue, who was standing next to her, looked at her and nodded secretly in his heart.

Sultan Kumar looked away and raised his eyes.

Yuanjue had been waiting for his instructions, and when he saw him looking at him, he immediately perked up.

Sultan Gu lowered his head and took out a silver talisman with a rolling cloud pattern from his sleeve.

"Bisha is impatient and can only act in public. You go and tell the mayors of each city that the Royal Temple Guards will recruit new guards. Ask them to report all the manpower transfers in the past six months, and prepare the rotation of the five armies, the Central Army, the Right Army, the Left Army, the Front Army, and the Rear Army. Remember, don't alarm the lieutenant generals and clerks in the army."

Yuan Jue understood the hidden meaning in his words, broke out in a cold sweat, responded, and respectfully took the silver talisman.

"I will act with caution."

The Regent King suspected that the ministers in the court and the generals in the army were colluding with each other, so he directly bypassed the army and investigated the lords of each city to see whether the five armies had secretly mobilized troops, in order to guess who were the most suspicious.

Although the city lords are not generals who lead the army, they are in charge of local affairs and population after all, and must have paid attention to the deployment of troops stationed under their jurisdiction. It is more appropriate to ask them, not only to get a true report, but also to avoid alerting the enemy. Every time the Wangsi Imperial Guard recruits guards, the city lords will first issue notices and recommend talents. The generals of the various armies have long been accustomed to it.

After giving the order, Sultan Gu glanced at Yao Ying.

Yao Ying blinked at him and waited for him to speak.

He and Yuanjue had just spoken in Sanskrit, which she did not understand, but she could guess from the tone of their conversation that the situation was tense. Yuanjue's brows were wrinkled so much that they could be used as flagpoles.

Sudangu looked at Yaoying for a long time without saying anything, as if he didn't know what to do with her.

Yao Ying did not want to cause trouble for him, so she took the initiative to ask, "Can I help the Regent? If the Regent needs me, please let me know. I am under the protection of the Buddha, so I should share his worries."

Sultan Gu looked at her. She had just woken up from her coma. Her face was still a little haggard, her eyes were slightly dark, and her hands holding her cloak were frozen red.

She was so calm just after waking up, which showed that she often lived in fear.

Sultan Gu paused for a moment and said, "When it gets dark, Yuan Jue will take the princess down the mountain."

Yao Ying was stunned and asked, "What about General Su?"

Sultan Ku frowned slightly.