Two days ago, at the Kyoto Imperial Palace.
Shang Beiyu has just completed his foundation building and is currently consolidating his cultivation.
Originally, he had no demands on this mortal body, since he was just a passerby; but after the incident with the little bandit, he felt that it was necessary to cultivate and strengthen this body a little.
Otherwise, he might already be with that cute little bandit.
"We were ultimately separated by some fate," Shang Beiyu said in a low voice, not entirely regretful, but simply a little disappointed.
Because he knew that he and that little female bandit were not destined for each other;
Even if they were together, she was just an ordinary person, and they would not have a happy ending.
Moreover, he already has a destined one.
The woman he lost was just as adorable as the little bandit, only a bit timid.
At the time, he didn't understand that relationships between men and women need to be guided and nurtured with love and care, so he completely lost her.
He thought that the reason he liked the little bandit was because of her kindness;
The bigger reason was that she resembled the woman destined for him.
Coincidentally, they also look somewhat alike.
A tall, thin man in black quietly slipped in, walked up to Shang Beiyu, bowed respectfully, and reported, "Your Excellency, Chen Shiyu used a communication arrow."
"I know," Shang Beiyu replied calmly.
“Ji Fengming and Xiao Chen are still alive, and according to reports, their martial arts seem to have improved considerably. The people below have not approached them rashly. Please give your instructions, Your Excellency,” the tall, thin man in black said again.
Shang Beiyu stopped meditating, raised her eyes and glanced at him indifferently: "I remember you said back then that the chances of survival were extremely low?"
The tall, thin man in black stood with his hands behind his back and his head bowed: "..."
“They’re lucky, they’re very fortunate,” Shang Beiyu said in a light voice, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger. “It’s alright, don’t disturb them for now.”
“Your Majesty,” the tall, thin man in black paused, then continued, “Chen Shiyu’s actions have probably already alerted them; moreover, I suspect that the Ninth Prince may have already left the capital.”
"I warned Meng Qi long ago not to act so extremely; go again and clean up the mess. I don't want to make things too big," Shang Beiyu's voice was slightly cold, but still pleasant to hear.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The tall, thin man in black accepted the order and turned to leave.
Shang Beiyu, however, remained seated, his thoughts wandering:
If the Ninth Prince went to the border, would she stay alone in the Ninth Prince's mansion, or would she go to the border with the Ninth Prince?
As the city lights began to twinkle, Shang Beiyu finally couldn't resist getting up.
The guards and three maids of Hui Nuan Pavilion were unaware that an uninvited guest dressed in black robes had arrived at Hui Nuan Pavilion that night.
He stood far outside the inner courtyard for a few breaths, making sure that no one was in Ji Fengyao's bedroom, before quietly leaving and heading straight for the west gate of the capital.
Shang Beiyu carried his sword westward through the remote mountains. When he arrived at the border town, he encountered Shang Xiye carrying the unconscious Ji Fengyao. Under the cover of Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao, they ran back through a snowy landscape.
The little bandit girl is in trouble?!
Shang Beiyu instinctively stepped forward, but then remembered his current identity and had to stop.
In the evening, Black Owl led dozens of soldiers to Zuo Ming's lair and secretly brought back the dozens of surviving children.
Upon receiving the message sent by Shang Xiye, Ji Chenhai and Wei Shu rushed back without stopping.
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