"Okay, you can leave now."
Fu Manxing withdrew her hands and watched Fu Ling leave. After she left, she lowered her eyes and looked at the beads in her hand.
In this way, there will be three strands of essence and blood to activate the formation.
She suppressed her thoughts and looked at Fu Yao in the center of the battlefield. She raised her hand considerately to block a fatal attack and pulled the person back to the Northern Dynasty camp.
She could not interfere too much in the development of events, and she ultimately chose to watch the war from the sidelines.
Fortunately, Nangong Yun was a master of military strategy. Without the zombies controlled by the wizard, he won the battle easily.
After beheading Monte with his own hands, all the soldiers of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom scattered like a pile of sand.
After witnessing the victory with her own eyes, Fu Manxing smiled and her eyes met Nangong Yun's as he turned around and looked at her.
Nangong Yun ordered his deputy to handle the aftermath while he strode towards Fuman Star.
The words he wanted to say couldn't be suppressed and he wanted to tell Fu Manxing now.
"Manxing, I..."
"Zijin, congratulations on your victory. Let's talk about other things when we return to Beijing. Now we need to get rid of Nangong Qi."
She deliberately avoided Nangong Yun's gaze and left first after saying that.
Nangong Yun looked at Fu Manxing's lonely back in white clothes, and for the first time felt that things were out of control. His red headband and Su Manxing's fluttering white dress in the distance were so dazzling in the yellow sand.
In the capital city, there is a remote palace in the imperial palace which is heavily guarded by layers of secret guards.
"Why do you care about me?"
"I am the emperor. Do you want to disobey the orders of the Floating Clan?"
Nangong Qi was tied to the wall with iron chains. When he heard the noise, he saw Fu Manxing and the other man appear and roared angrily.
"Why? You treated the lives of the people as a joke, and you murdered loyal officials to gain power. Do you think you don't deserve to die?"
Fu Manxing asked calmly, seeing that the emperor was no longer there.
"Nonsense! When did I become like this?"
Nangong Qi retorted angrily.
"Haha~ You know whether I'm talking nonsense or not. Since you believe that the winner is king and the loser is a bandit, then you should just recuperate in this palace."
After all, apart from the fact that Nangong Qi acted a bit foolishly when he usurped the throne and assassinated Nangong Yun, he was still a good monarch who served the country and the people. Killing him would seem inhumane, and it would be best to lock him up here for life.
Fu Manxing gave Nangong Yun a look and walked out first.
Nangong Yun looked at himself and Nangong Qi, and asked the question that had been weighing on his mind.
"Nangong Qi, I was originally the crown prince, and you stole the throne. I was just one step behind, I admit it, but I just wanted to take my mother away. Why do you keep trying to kill me?"
Nangong Qi burst into laughter when he saw Nangong Yun asking such questions.
"Hahahaha, you ask me why I'm so ruthless? Hahahaha, isn't it obvious?"
"I was born before you, but because I'm not a legitimate child, I have to give up my throne to you. I'm obviously better than you, so why should you be the only one to sit on the throne?"
"I've endured humiliation and hardship over the years just to make those who bullied and humiliated me live a life worse than death!"
Perhaps Nangong Qi saw that the overall situation was already decided, so he frantically expressed his dissatisfaction to Nangong Yun.
Although what Nangong Qi said was very tragic and tear-jerking.
But Nangong Yun was unmoved and even felt like laughing.
It’s ridiculous that Nangong Qi blamed everything on him.
"Nangong Qi, why are you telling me all this? I won't sympathize with you. You should tell these things to the emperor, what's the point of telling me? Everything in your past was not caused by me."
Nangong Qi looked at Nangong Yun who turned and left without saying a word, and suddenly shouted.
"Nangong Yun, you will not die a good death! You relied on the Saint to rise to power. Believe me, one day you will be killed by this woman!!!"
When Nangong Yun heard this, he didn't even have the desire to look back.
On the way back, Nangong Yun suddenly spoke after a long silence.
"Manxing, if we imprison Nangong Qi like this, what will happen if the court ministers refuse to acknowledge him?"
When Fu Manxing heard this, he looked at the road ahead and opened his lips slightly.
"Sir, do you think it's good or bad for the world to trust the Saint too much?"
"not good."
Nangong Yun shook his head as he recalled the life-and-death struggle on the battlefield.
He only believes in himself.
"Yes, this is not good, but now I am the only saint. If I say that Nangong Qi was injured in the battlefield and you are the new emperor instructed by heaven, who would refute it?"
She met Nangong Yun's eyes, chuckled and continued.
"Sir, why worry? Nangong Qi has no children yet, and the surviving prince is still young. Besides, you were the crown prince of the previous dynasty. If it weren't for Nangong Qi and Fu Yao's instigation, you would have succeeded to the throne."
When Nangong Yun heard this, he remembered the conversation in the last battle and couldn't help but ask.
"Do you think of me that way?"
"What?"
Fu Manxing asked back with some confusion.
"Emperors have always been the most ruthless, caring more about their country than anything else. Do you think the same about me?"
Fu Manxing looked up at the man in front of her who was waiting for her answer, and reached out to smooth the man's collar that was blown up by the breeze.
"Yes, but I'm praising you. There's nothing wrong with paying attention to the people."
Nangong Yun felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this answer.
"Manxing, I like you."
This time he didn't hesitate and said it directly.
He was afraid that if he didn't say it, he would never find another opportunity to say it.
If you ask me when my heart fell in love, it was probably when we experienced all kinds of dangers together in Danzhou.
Fu Manxing was not happy when he heard this, but frowned slightly.
"I'm going back to Foggy Valley."
Nangong Yun looked at Fu Manxing who didn't answer him, and his heart felt as if it was stabbed by a knife.
He asked after a long silence.
"Will you come back?"
"Do you want me to come back?"
She didn't answer but asked instead.
"Hope, without you by my side, I won't be happy in this world."
Fu Manxing burst out laughing when he heard this.
"This is the sling I've worn since I was a child. Please keep it for me now. I'll come back and get it."
As she spoke, she untied a red rope from her neck and put it into Nangong Yun's hand.
She took advantage of Nangong Yun's daze to leave first. When she turned the corner, she raised her head slightly and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Everything went as she expected. When she appeared as the new saint, Nangong Yun's succession to the throne was set in stone.
Three days later, a plain carriage stopped in front of the palace gate.
At this time, the capital city had entered winter, and the palace was covered with a layer of white snow, which gave it a sense of loneliness.
Fu Manxing was wrapped in a red coat and cloak, with Nangong Yun's hairpin in her hair. Her cheeks were red from the breeze as she stood in front of Nangong Yun to say her final goodbye.
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