Li Zhongqian patiently talked to Yao Ying about business for a while, then raised his chin and asked, "Who is the person in the inner room?"

Yao Ying rolled her eyes and said, "He is the one who saved my brother in Asa Castle."

Li Zhongqian was stunned for a moment, "The bodyguard named Api?"

Yao Ying shook her head: "Brother, he is not a bodyguard, but a friend of mine. I will tell you his identity when we get to the Holy City."

Li Zhongqian was about to get up to visit the person who saved him, but when he heard this, he stopped in his tracks, then frowned and looked even more alert.

When he was in danger in Asa Castle, thousands of arrows were fired at him. This masked man risked his life to save him. Later, he gave him a plan and told him to wait for Mobido's reinforcements. From his words and actions, the masked man did not look like an ordinary bodyguard, but more like a general commanding a large army. After annihilating the remnants of Beirong, he saw Yaoying go to Mobido to inquire about the masked man's injury. Mobido said that the man was gone. She looked a little strange at that time and stood in front of the corridor for a long time.

Now the masked man appeared in Yaoying's house, which means they have known each other for a long time. The masked man suddenly appeared in Asa Castle just to save him, who is Yaoying's brother.

Yaoying said the man was her friend...

Their relationship is not simple.

Li Zhongqian narrowed his eyes slightly, frowned and looked at the man in the inner room, his eyes revealing a bit of scrutiny.

This masked man is highly skilled in martial arts. He has traveled thousands of miles and chopped off the enemy's head in anger on the battlefield with injuries. He is brave and resourceful, and he remains calm in times of danger. However, he is too dull and taciturn, and he always keeps his face covered. I don't know what he looks like... He spoke a Hu language when talking to Mobhido and the others, so he should be a Hu person.

Li Zhongqian touched his chin and wanted to look a few more times, but Yao Ying got up and pulled him out.

"Brother, he is recovering from his injuries."

Li Zhongqian's brows furrowed even more, and he felt angry for no reason. He asked in a low voice, "Do I have to recuperate in the same room with you? You're not a doctor!"

Yao Ying smiled and shook his arm: "He can't let anyone recognize him now. It's more hidden for him to stay here with me. Besides, the person he saved is you, brother. For your sake, I have to take good care of him."

Li Zhongqian raised his eyes, rubbed her hair, and felt a little relieved.

In the inner room, Tanmarajiva opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the brother and sister, his blue eyes as cold as dead water.

The next day, Yao Ying no longer followed Bisa, but joined the delegation and headed towards the holy city together.

Li Zhongqian reminded Yao Ying: "Since it is not easy for you to show up in public, you don't have to meet the Buddha when you arrive in the Holy City. I will take care of all matters."

He didn't want Yaoying to have any contact with the Buddhist disciples in the royal court again. If he hadn't been worried about the eccentric Li Xuanzhen coming to Gaochang, he would never have agreed to let Yaoying go with him on the diplomatic mission to the royal court.

Yao Ying blinked and responded vaguely.

On the way, she and Tanmarajiva rode in the same carriage and stayed in the same room at night.

I don’t know if it’s because he took more and more pills, but he became more silent than before, with a cold aura around him, and he would rather not speak than speak.

Yao Ying did not disturb him. She had talked to him too much in the canyon before, and her throat was almost hoarse. After that, her cough had not healed, and Li Zhongqian asked her several times. These days, she had been recuperating and trying to speak as little as possible.

Li Zhongqian originally wanted to find out about Tanmarajiva's identity and see what kind of person he was, but he didn't find any opportunity to talk to him, and he couldn't help but grumble in his heart.

This man is too serious. Is he very old?

No matter what, it's better than that Buddhist son of the royal court.

Li Zhongqian thought secretly.

The Northern Rong were defeated, and the whole country rejoiced. The people in the royal court were all celebrating the victory.

They arrived at the holy city that day where a grand singing and dancing festival was being held. A high platform was built in front of the long street with colorful tents stretching for several miles. Male and female performers in colorful clothes and wearing flower crowns were singing and dancing on the stage and performing acrobatics. The audience below the stage was packed with people and the scene was extremely lively.

Yao Ying leaned against the car window and stared at the dancers on the stage with interest for a while. Then a personal guard came over to report: "The royal court officials are here. A Lang wants to go with them to the royal temple to meet the Buddhist disciples."

She glanced at Tanmaraka sitting cross-legged in the corner and nodded, "Tell Alang that I'm going to the silk shop. If there's anything, send someone there to pass on the message. If it's urgent, Eagle Slave knows what to do."

The delegation stayed in an inn and they did not live together.

As the chief envoy, Li Zhongqian not only formally handed over the letter of credence and the gift of thanks, and informed the royal court that the Wei Dynasty had recovered the states, but also had to discuss trade between the two countries and the exchange of envoys. Other matters were omitted. Regarding trade, neither side wanted to let the other side take advantage, so disputes were inevitable.

When the discussion reached an impasse, it was up to the astute merchants to smooth things over and mediate the conflict. The merchants had extensive connections and were closely connected with the royal court, nobles, and tribes.

If the dispute is still unresolved, it can only be put on hold. The top priority for all regions and states now is to stabilize the situation and resume production, and other things can be done slowly.

The personal soldiers should be.

The group separated under the gatehouse, and the carriage did not go to the silk shop as Yaoying said, but turned into a small alley.

Not long after, Yuan Jue came to meet him. After Yao Ying left Gaochang, he returned to the Holy City, riding at full speed all the way, and returned two days earlier than Yao Ying and Li Zhongqian.

They entered the royal temple through a secret passage. Bisa and the doctor were already waiting there, and everything was ready.

On the way back, Tamalaga's eyes became darker and darker, his muscles all over his body tensed, exuding a cold and vicious aura, and he was obviously unable to suppress his skills.

Bi Suo thought of General Saisang'er whom his master had mentioned, and was secretly shocked. General Saisang'er was also like this when he finally went astray.

Tanmarajika took off his mask and turban, walked past him, and looked at him with his blue eyes.

Bi Sa's hair stood on end and he shivered.

Tanmarajiva had a blank expression on his face and glanced at the doctor not far away.

The doctor was talking to Yao Ying, who pointed at each porcelain bottle and asked about the contraindications of each type of elixir, what to pay attention to when using Tanmarajiva, and how to regulate the body in daily life.

Bi Su understood and said hurriedly, "Your Majesty, I will take good care of Princess Wen Zhao."

Tanmarajiva looked at Yaoying with the remaining light in his eyes, without a trace of emotion.

He should send her away.

When she entered the city, she had been watching the singing and dancing on the platform with great interest. She had said that she was a worldly person who liked the hustle and bustle of the world. In the past, she was in danger and had no time to play. Now that she and Li Zhongqian were reunited, she should have a good time.

She is so young and youthful.

Yao Ying just raised his head and felt Tanmarajiva's gaze, and looked towards him.

After looking at each other for a moment, she smiled at him.

Tanmaraka withdrew his gaze.

When she decided to leave, she did it cleanly, as if she had forgotten him. When she decided to come back, she also came back cleanly.

She already knew what he was thinking, and he would not deny her anymore.

But he knew that he could not give her anything.

Now she should feel gratitude and pity for him more than liking him. When she is kind to someone, she does it sincerely. Knowing that he saved her brother and his injuries have worsened, she naturally has to come back to take care of him.

When he gets better, she can leave.

Tanmaraka turned and walked into the secret room.

Bi Suo led Yao Ying to wait outside.

"Princess, please rest here first. I will ask someone to bring you some food." Bi Suo said.

Yao Ying asked: "What about the delegation?"

Bi Su smiled and said, "Someone will take care of these matters and will not neglect the envoys from your country."

He went out, and a moment later the guards brought in roast lamb sprinkled only with salt, bean soup and crispy biscuits.

Yaoying got up early this morning to hurry on her way. She was exhausted, so she ate something and dozed off on the couch. Half-consciously, she felt something under the pillow poking her forehead, which made her feel uncomfortable. She reached under the pillow and felt something wrapped up.

My fingers are sticky.

No one cleans the house?

Yaoying woke up in shock, sat up straight and turned over the pillow.

There was a rolled-up handkerchief under the pillow. I didn't know how long it had been there, and some color had seeped out from the bottom of the handkerchief.

Yaoying was stunned, looked around and found that this was the place she had been to last time.

This was also the place where she confirmed that Tanmaragha had developed romantic feelings for her.

Her throat tightened and she slowly untied the handkerchief.

After so many days, the thorny honey fruit, which was as fine as sand, had already solidified into a ball and stuck tightly to the handkerchief, making it inedible.

Yao Ying looked at the handkerchief in her hand, stunned for a while.

There were the sounds of footsteps, and Bisa came into the room, seeing her holding a handkerchief in a daze, her eyes sparkling.

Yaoying came to her senses, put away the handkerchief, and put it back under the pillow as it was.

Bisha didn't ask any more questions. He clasped his fists towards her and said, "The doctor just said that the king was able to hold on until he returned to the Holy City because the princess took good care of him. Thank you for your hard work, princess."

Yao Ying frowned slightly: "After I left last time, did the mage's condition get worse?"

Bi Su hesitated for a moment and said, "Princess, don't be fooled... The king has practiced martial arts for so many years. Every time he exercises or disperses his energy, there are risks. His injuries come back again and again. The water moss can alleviate it, but it can't control it. The king's condition has indeed worsened since the princess left last time."

After weighing the pros and cons, he added, "The doctor said that if the princess can accompany the king more often, the king will be in a good mood and will recover faster."

Yao Ying looked towards the secret room and asked, "When I'm by his side, will he feel happy?"

Bisha thought for a moment and said, "Princess, in the royal court, except for you, no one can talk to the king like that, and no one can sit by the king's desk and read books from morning till night."

Yao Ying pondered and hummed.

Bi Su looked at her, speechless, hesitant for a moment, and asked: "Princess...that day..."

Yao Ying smiled, "Are you wondering what happened in the canyon that day? Why didn't the mage conceal his identity in front of me? Are you afraid that I will force the mage to return to secular life?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Bisu's face.

"Don't worry, the master is a Buddhist disciple of the royal court." Yao Ying said, "The master admitted that he loves me and has nothing else to do."

Even with his identity as Sultan Gu, in response to her, he only gave her a light kiss on the top of her head, and then tore off his disguise, causing her to completely give up.

She had no intention of revealing his identity at that time and wanted to spend more time with the Sultan, but he did not give her the chance.

His decisiveness and frankness made her even more sad.

As Yaoying spoke, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and her bright pearls were sparkling and bright.

Bi Su looked at her blankly: "Princess, what did you come back for?"

"I told you, I just want to make the mage feel better."

"What if..." Bi Suo gritted her teeth, "The king's inner demon is the princess. If only by getting the princess and tasting the sweetness of love can the king have a complete enlightenment and abandon all distractions, will the princess be willing to help him?"

Yaoying's face was calm.

Her answer was obvious.

Bisha was silent for a while: "The king is the faith of the believers. Even if he is no longer the king of the royal court, he is still a Buddhist and cannot return to secular life."

Yao Ying said calmly: "I said before that I don't ask him to return to secular life. I will leave when he gets better."

Bi Suo's eyes widened: "The princess is Han Chinese... I heard that Han Chinese people are most particular about etiquette... The princess made such a sacrifice, without any name or status, and in the end she will get nothing, and will not be recognized by the king... What should the princess do in the future?"

Yao Ying laughed: "To me, etiquette is not worth mentioning. I don't care about the eyes of the world."

She recalled the joke she had made with Xie Qing before, spread her hands, and said lightly, "I can keep a concubine in the future."

Bi Suo's eyes twitched. He almost forgot that there were so many people who wanted to be the princess's slave. The princess was so beautiful, rich, and the leader of the Western Army. No matter how many romantic affairs she had, there would be many people who admired her.

However, for a woman, her reputation will definitely be ruined. No matter how high her status is, as long as she does not conform to etiquette, she will be ridiculed and promiscuous.

Bisa was concerned about Tanmarajiva's health and selfishly hoped that Yaoying could accompany him, but he didn't want Luoga to be scolded by the world because of Yaoying, so when Yaoying came back, he was relieved but a little worried.

He was afraid that Yao Ying would force Luo Jia to return to secular life.

Unexpectedly, Yaoying didn't ask for anything. She was good to Luo Jia without asking for any results.

"Princess..." Bi Suo's voice trembled, "Aren't you afraid of regretting it in the future?"

Yao Ying smiled, "Biso, you have been a lover of many people and played with flowers. Why would you love a girl?"

Bisha replied: "Because I like her appearance and I like to chat and laugh with her..."

Yao Ying let out a long sigh and said, "I am very happy to have met the Master."

After walking alone for a long time, she felt hopeless and helpless, and sometimes she would feel depressed. Suddenly, she met a man who not only saved her, but also matched her so well. He made her more resolute and realized that she was not alone.

At that time, she couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in her heart, and she really wanted to say to him: So the wizard thinks so too.

It turns out there is such a person in the world who has everything she appreciates.

It's just that they are too far apart.

If only I had met him earlier.

She was already delighted to meet and get to know someone like Tanmaraka.

Yao Ying said slowly: "When I found out that the wizard secretly saved my brother and left injured, and I became his inner demon... I thought about it all night... I didn't want to see the wizard get hurt."

She looked straight at Bisa.

"As for whether I will regret it in the future... Bisa, I know that no matter what the result is, when I am old, I will look back on this experience and my decision to come back with a smile on my face. If I don't come back, I will only have regrets. So, I came back for the Master and for myself."

Bi Shahun was startled, stared at her for a while, and clasped his fists towards her again.

This time, with gratitude.

He was relieved now that the princess had nothing to ask for.

There were a few knocks on the door, and Yuanjue walked into the room carrying a pile of books, all of which were moved from the yard where Yaoying used to live.

"Princess, do you have any other instructions? What else do you want to buy?"

Yao Ying looked around and waved her hand: "Bring back the small desk I usually use!"