Yao Ying took her leave and left.

Tanmarajiva stood in the empty hall, watching her figure in a white robe go away.

Bamir waited outside the palace gate. As soon as Yaoying walked away through the corridor, he immediately entered the palace.

Tanmaraka shook.

Bamil rushed forward to support him: "King, you just took medicine, you can't delay any longer."

After Tanmarajya went into retreat, he was supposed to leave the city secretly as Sultan Gu and not show up. This morning, he was practicing Qigong and regulating his breathing in the spring pool. Yuanjue did not dare to disturb him, so he and Biso left in a hurry, and Bamil went into the secret passage to report the news.

Upon hearing that something might have happened to Li Yaoying, Tanmaraj stopped practicing, turned back through the secret passage, and dispatched personnel to put pressure on the delegation.

It has been an hour, he must go back and continue regulating his breathing.

Tanmarajiva lowered her eyes, shook her head to indicate that everything was fine, then turned and walked into the secret passage.

Bamil was somewhat puzzled: before each retreat, the king had already given instructions on the affairs of the court, and no matter how big or small the disputes were, someone would be there to resolve them. The dispute between Princess Wen Zhao and Princess Manda was just a small matter, and Bi Suo and Yuan Jue could handle it properly. Why did the king interrupt his practice and handle this matter himself?

With a bang, the secret door closed.

…

Yaoying came out of Wangsi and happened to meet Yuanjue.

Yuanjue and the personal soldiers behind him brought back a bunch of boxes and books, all of which were found from Princess Manda, carrying large and small bags, on their backs.

"Princess Manda wants to use these filthy things to defile the king. We can't let her leave like this. All the things she brought must be collected and destroyed!"

Yao Ying laughed and casually glanced at the treasure box in the cage. Her eyes saw a familiar box, she exclaimed, and opened the lid.

Inside was indeed the gilded bronze Buddha that she was familiar with.

The personal guards sold the bronze Buddha as she ordered. It was said that the buyer was an Indian merchant who offered a high price and obviously knew the value of the item. Unexpectedly, the item was actually bought by Princess Manda.

"I recognize this treasure box."

Yuan Jue's eyes widened with disbelief, and he said sadly, "Princess, how do you know these things?"

Could it be that Princess Wen Zhao also intends to use such a despicable thing to please the king?

Yao Ying bent her fingers slightly, tapped the treasure box, and said, "I've seen this treasure box before... Do you know what's so special about this bronze Buddha?"

Yuan Jue blushed and stammered, "I am not Princess Manda, how can I know these things? Who do you think I am?"

Yaoying smiled and did not return to the yard, but went straight to the inn.

Her personal guards had already prepared farewell gifts according to her instructions, including silk and brocade that were easy to carry and could be used as currency, warm clothing, non-perishable fruits and dried grains, and some beautifully bound scriptures.

She gave the gift to the doctor to thank him for treating her and prescribing medicine for her.

The medical officer was moved to tears and apologized again on behalf of Princess Manda.

Yaoying asked him to help her take a letter to Monda Deva. The medical officer agreed. She remembered the bronze Buddha and took her personal soldiers to see Princess Manda.

Princess Manda's house is guarded by the guards and the slaves, and she must stay in the house until she leaves tomorrow.

The delegation was forced to return home early. The envoys pleaded several times but received no concessions. They were angry with Princess Manda and just came over to ridicule her.

Princess Manda was lying on the couch, her curly hair was disheveled, her face still angry, her gray-green eyes were drooping, less bright than usual, more sad. Seeing Yaoying enter the room, she sneered, "Princess, are you here to laugh at me?"

Yao Ying smiled and said, "I am here to see the princess off. I have something for her and would like to ask her to help me solve my doubts."

Princess Manda squinted her eyes and looked at her.

The guard came forward and took out a painting. Yao Ying took it and handed it to Princess Manda: "I was mesmerized when I saw the princess dancing at the ceremony that day. I can't forget it for a long time. The princess's dancing posture is agile and beautiful, ever-changing, and both strong and soft. She is worthy of being the best dancer in northern India."

Princess Manda sat up. She had been dancing since she was a child and had a great talent. She had persisted in practicing for many years and was quite conceited. So even though she suspected that Yaoying was being sarcastic, she still raised her chin and took the painting.

In the painting, a woman in a light gauze is dancing gracefully in the temple. She is surrounded by celestial maidens and colorful banners fluttering. She looks holy and beautiful, as if in a fairyland.

Princess Manda was stunned and swallowed back the sarcasm that was about to come out of her mouth.

The scene in the painting is exactly what her dance expressed that day. The face of the woman on the paper is clearly her own, lifelike and vivid. It must have taken a lot of effort and it was definitely not done on the spur of the moment.

Looking at the smiling woman dancing in the painting, she couldn't help but think of her innocent self back then. At that time, she truly loved dancing instead of using it as a means to capture men.

The queen once said that children born to lowly people are also lowly. Her mother was a dancer in the temple, and so was she.

Princess Manda was absent-minded for a moment, then raised her eyes and glanced at Yaoying. Only someone who truly appreciated her dance could draw such a picture.

"The princess must also be able to dance? Could it be that the princess is also an expert in this?"

Yao Ying said, "I learned a few dances for a few years, but I can only dance a few dances. I can't compare with the princess. When the princess dances, she looks like a goddess descending from heaven."

Her tone was sincere, without any sarcasm. Princess Manda snorted complacently, blinking her long eyelashes, her eyes moving around, charming and attractive.

"Princess, what do you want to ask me?" She raised her lips, "Do you regret it and want to learn the secrets of dual cultivation? I am always waiting for you. Princess, if you learn the secrets and use the secret medicine, the Buddha will definitely be greedy for your body and will grant you whatever you ask for."

Yao Ying shook her head. "The princess bought a bronze Buddha some time ago. What does that bronze Buddha have?"

Princess Manda rolled her eyes and leaned back on the couch.

"It's just a statue of a couple practicing Buddhism. If you turn on the lotus mechanism, you can see a naked couple embracing each other and making love on the lotus throne."

She deliberately spoke bluntly, waiting to see Yaoying's shy expression.

Yao Ying just raised her eyebrows with no expression on her face.

Fortunately, she did not give this bronze Buddha to Tanmaragha as a birthday gift.

Princess Manda was a little disappointed and snorted.

She saw that Yaoying was stunning, charming, bright and beautiful, with the innocence of a young girl, and her eyes were full of agility and charm. She thought that Fuzi had secretly been doing something with Yaoying a long time ago, but she didn't expect that Yaoying had not succeeded yet.

Since the Buddhist disciple had not broken his precepts and had not tasted the ecstasy, his mind was naturally firm. She wanted to help Yao Ying achieve her wish in order to induce the Buddhist disciple to break his precepts. After the first time, she would be able to get twice the result with half the effort if she tried to induce the Buddhist disciple again.

She had met many girls like Yaoying who were so attracted to love before. Those shy girls were easily deceived and seduced by her, and with her help they seduced their lovers.

Princess Wen Zhao, on the other hand, didn't even blush when she saw the naked man and woman facing each other in the treasure book.

Princess Manda looked at Yaoying and seemed to understand something: "It turns out that the Buddha likes women like Princess Wen Zhao who don't understand romance. No wonder the Buddha disdains a beauty like me."

Yaoying's mouth twitched slightly.

“I lost this time…”

Princess Manda laughed at herself and lay back on the couch, the golden bracelet on her hand jingling, "Princess Wen Zhao, you are so beautiful, but you have drifted to a foreign land thousands of miles away from your homeland. If you hadn't had the protection of the Buddha, you would have attracted the competition of others. You are very lucky to have met a monarch like the Buddha."

"Yes, I am very grateful to Buddha."

Yao Ying nodded and changed the subject, "Princess Manda had better give up."

Princess Manda's eyebrows moved slightly.

Yao Ying said: "I know that the princess has not yet achieved her goal and has not really given up."

Princess Manda smiled tenderly: "Do you know what my purpose is?"

Yao Ying smiled back: "Your goal is not to find an ordinary backer, but the strongest and most powerful backer, and then completely get rid of Virama, right?"

Princess Manda's face darkened slightly.

"With your ability, you don't have to cling to the royal court. You are now the messenger of Virama, so the royal court forgives you. If there is a next time, the royal court will punish you, and you will definitely be the one to bear all the blame."

Princess Manda felt a chill down her spine.

The envoy tolerated her and even hinted that she would do anything because he regarded her as a discarded pawn and could abandon her at any time. If the royal court insisted on this, the king and the ministers would never protect her and would punish her severely in order to clear her of any connection.

Princess Manda and Yao Ying looked at each other with a smile on their faces. "Princess, are you warning me or reminding me?"

Yaoying didn't answer, turned around and left, but stopped when she reached the door.

"The princess dances very well."

She said lightly and walked out of the room.

Princess Manda stood up and looked in the direction she left, unable to recover for a long time.

…

That night, Yao Ying packed her luggage. The next day, she changed into men's clothes, took her personal soldiers, and set out with a secret Chinese army team.

Before leaving the temple, she went to the meditation room.

Yuanjue told her that Tanmaragha had gone into retreat and asked her if she had anything important to discuss with him and he could convey it on her behalf.

Yaoying smiled and shook her head, then walked out of the Wang Temple and looked at the towering pagoda forest, seeming to be lost in thought.

Bisa prepared a carriage for her and asked her to go with his staff first. He wanted to send the Virūpākṣa delegation out of the city and then go to a place alone.

They agreed to meet in Sand City at that time.

In the afternoon, Bisha hurried to Princess Chima's house. There was singing and dancing in the mansion, and Chima was entertaining princes and nobles.

He glanced casually around the courtyard and found that many of the guests were from the Xue and Kang families, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Princess Chima was drinking with the Kang family. When she heard that Bisu had arrived, she was overjoyed and left the banquet to ask him to stay for a few days.

Bi Suo said, "I have important business to attend to. I am just passing by today to see how you are doing."

Princess Chima frowned and said, "You are going to fight again? Why can't you stay in the Holy City to take charge of government affairs? Swords have no eyes on the battlefield, you should stay in the Holy City!"

Bi Su's brows were furrowed. They had argued about this many times before. He was in a hurry to leave now and didn't want to argue with her before leaving. He said gently, "I will be back soon. You should take good care of yourself. The king has arranged people to take care of you. If you have any problems, you can find them or write to me."

Princess Chima knew that she could not stop him, so she suppressed her anger and asked her servants to pack some clothes and fine weapons for him. She watched him ride away and stood there, watching for a long time.

Changshi stood by her side.

"Luojia can stay in the holy city of King Temple with copper walls and iron walls, but Bisha has to charge into the battlefield again and again, licking blood on the edge of the knife."

Princess Chima murmured something, then suddenly turned to ask the chief secretary: "Tell me, between Bisha and Luojia, which one do the noble families like more?"

The Chief Secretary was stunned, sweating profusely, and knelt on the ground, not daring to say a word.

…

Yaoying and Bisa's staff were traveling together.

Although she participated in the planning, she was not allowed to intervene in other matters, so she spent most of her time in the car.

After spending a few days together, she told him everything she knew about Haidu Aling and the Beirong Army, but she never interrupted him about other things, nor did she wander around or ask questions. At the same time, she disciplined her personal soldiers and asked them to be careful with their words and actions.

Other staff members thought that she was a spy that Bisa had planted in Beirong before, and they asked her indirectly, but she ignored them all.

The journey was safe and sound, and when they reached the city of sand, Bi Suo caught up with them and joined them. The next day, he led several thousand men and horses ahead with his staff.

Yao Ying, several other staff members and other soldiers stayed behind.

Outside of the sand city was a vast desert. She abandoned her car and rode a horse like everyone else. After a few days, she felt as if her whole body was falling apart.

The weather is getting warmer and the snow is melting. Lush and lush light green pine forests are revealed under the snow-covered ridges. The melted river from the glacier is carrying sand and gravel, rushing down and flowing through the deserted Gobi desert. Wherever it passes, all things come back to life. From a distance, there are patches of fresh green grass on the river bank.

Strong winds were also brought along, and when the winds blew up the sand and dust, it blocked out the sky and made it almost as dark as night.

On this day, when passing through a broad plain, they encountered strong winds. Seeing that the camels and horses could not move forward in the strong wind, and the soldiers could not tell the direction, they had to find a nearby hill that could barely provide shelter from the wind and set up camp.

Yao Ying poured out the sand from her boots, ate some dry food, and just as she lay down to sleep, a messenger braved the strong wind and found the camp with a message.

Bisha in front encountered a Northern Rong scout team when passing through a valley. Both sides did not expect to meet each other, and were startled, and hastily prepared for a confrontation.

Fortunately, the enemy were only scouts with a small number of people, and Bisa was familiar with the terrain. He forced the enemy into a canyon and wiped out the team.

The staff members were shocked and asked, "The Northern Rong scouts have already entered the royal court? How come it happened so quickly?"

Yao Ying said: "They march fast, can travel all night, and almost don't need supplies."

The staff were terrified: No wonder the royal court had to send troops secretly this time, otherwise, as soon as the imperial edict left the Holy City, the scouts from the Northern Rong would deliver the news to Wahan Khan's desk the next day!

Yao Ying estimated the pace of the Northern Rong soldiers and said, "General Ashina is not far from us. We may encounter Northern Rong scouts. We must be more vigilant."

The staff nodded and said, "The Northern Rong scouts are elusive, we can't take it lightly."

That night, an order was issued to send more personnel to patrol everywhere, and at the same time, scouts were sent out to investigate and issue warnings in time.

The conversation lasted until midnight, and everyone returned to their tents. Yao Yinghun felt sore all over, so he closed his eyes and lay down. After sleeping for a while, he was suddenly awakened by the sound of horses startling. He quickly got up, put on his boots, and left the tent.

The camp was completely dark. A personal soldier came over with an anxious look on his face. He said, "The scouts spotted a pair of Northern Rong soldiers nearby! There are several hundred of them!"

Yao Ying's heart skipped a beat. Just a few hundred Northern Rong cavalrymen could launch a surprise attack. Did they encounter an ambush by the Northern Rong people?

She calmed herself down and found other staff members.

The staff was discussing heatedly. The military chief of staff thought that they would most likely run into the Northern Rong cavalry and would have to break camp overnight. Although they had more people than the enemy, most of them were infantry and not elite, so they could not compete with the Northern Rong cavalry.

After some discussion, everyone decided to act prudently and move camp overnight.

In the dead of night, the soldiers woke up from their dreams, panicked, and hurriedly packed their bags.

A young general led dozens of people and walked in the front. His personal guards protected Yao Ying and other staff members and walked in the middle. The other soldiers followed behind.

After rushing for half an hour in fear, they suddenly saw a flash of fire in front of them, the sound of horse hooves, and a group of people were running towards them.

Everyone's heart tightened and they dared not breathe.

The team of soldiers and horses approached them quickly at lightning speed. The firelight illuminated a flying hunting flag, and the general under his command was dressed in a majestic silver armor, heroic and strong, with extraordinary momentum. He urged his horse to come quickly, and when he got close, he took off his helmet. The flickering firelight reflected on his face, showing deep features and strong lines.

The staff's worries turned into joy: "General Mobidu!"