In the Southern Palace, Uncle Li was correcting the memorial, and the eunuch came to report: "Your Majesty, the envoy of Zhao is here."

Uncle Li kept writing, but then he heard the eunuch say: "The person who came here calls herself 'Princess Jinrong'." With a pull, the rice paper under Uncle Li's hand cracked.

He raised his head, as if in disbelief: "Jinrong?"

The great eunuch nodded heavily: "Exactly..." Before he could finish his words, Uncle Li had strode out of the hall and ran non-stop to the outside of the palace gate.

The blazing sun overhead was covered by clouds, and the air was muggy.

Xihe and others were waiting in front of the embassy. The summer in the South was different from that in the Zhao Dynasty, with heavy and frequent rains and humid air. As soon as they entered, everyone felt very uncomfortable.

At this time, Yuan Fu was wiping his sweat and fanning Xihe: "Princess, are you hot or thirsty? Come and drink some water."

Xihe pushed his hand away and stood up straight, looking at the end of the street: "Here he comes."

Yuan Fu turned his head subconsciously and saw a group of people striding towards the end of the road. Before anyone could react, they walked up to them and saw the man who was the first to charge. Everyone was shocked.

He was dressed in imperial robes, with sporadic gray hair, but his face was still clear and majestic, and he carried the majesty of having been in a high position all year round.

However, why is it so similar to their Majesty?

Uncle Li stared at Xihe closely, with a slight tremor hanging on his side. Xihe stepped forward and said with a smile: "Jinrong pays homage to the emperor. How is the emperor?"

With the words "uncle emperor", everyone was stunned.

Uncle Li's face immediately darkened and he scolded him rudely: "Only your irresponsible father dares to let you, a little baby, come here! He has traveled thousands of miles and traveled over mountains and ridges, and he is not afraid of anything happening!"

He strode forward, looked her up and down, and asked, "Is everything okay on the road?"

Xihe smiled and shook his head: "Father sent the best imperial guards to Jinrong, and the journey was uneventful."

The group immediately followed Uncle Li into the palace. The buildings in the Southern Kingdom were more exquisite, and the rockery gardens were not as majestic as the Jokhang. Uncle Li was very concerned about Xihe. The man who usually cherished words like gold now turned into a talkative person and wanted everything.

Ask.

Xihe responded with a smile all the time. When Uncle Li asked about Dazhao's situation, he took the opportunity to tell him the purpose of his trip.

"Borrowing troops?"

Uncle Li Huang repeated it.

At this time, the moon was high in the sky, and the bright moonlight fell on the lake, causing ripples in the lake.

Xihe's face was heavy: "The Gu family holds one-third of Da Zhao's troops. Some of the remaining troops are in the hands of General Yuan, and some are scattered in the hands of various generals. However, General Yuan's position is now unclear. He only relies on the Imperial Guards and the assembled troops.

With our own strength, we have less than a 50% chance of winning."

Uncle Li was silent. He had been paying attention to Dazhao and knew there was a problem, but he didn't expect the problem to be so big.

He considered and spoke: "As far as I know, the best general in Jokhang is the Gu family army. Once the two sides go to war...for example, if you have enough troops, does your father have enough generals?"

His eyes are burning and his words are sharp.

Even if he agrees to lend troops, and they don't even have generals, doesn't that mean their lives are in vain?

Xihe jawshou: "Yes."

Uncle Li Huang raised his eyebrows: "Oh?" Why didn't he know?

Xihe turned his head slightly, picked up the wine bottle on the table, leaned over and poured a glass for Uncle Li, making a 'please' gesture.

Uncle Li picked it up, raised his head and drank it, then put it down at will.

"ah!"

A cry of surprise.

Uncle Li frowned, but lowered his head and saw that the cup had broken into white powder.

He looked up suddenly.

Xihe smiled brightly: "General Jinrong will personally invite you to fight."

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The next day, everyone gathered together.

Gu Qingyun's brows knitted: "The leader of the Southern Kingdom is your uncle?"

Xihe responded casually, and then followed Uncle Li's fifth daughter to stroll around the yard. The girl was about the same age as her, but had an innocent personality and kept chattering about the surrounding scenery.

When Gu Qingyun got the answer, he became more and more anxious. Fang Jinrong was already very capable, but now he had an uncle who was the leader of the country. How should his brother deal with it?

His expression kept changing, but at this moment, he had no choice.

He touched the bottle of medicine on his chest, took a deep breath, and decided to drink it when he went home that night, hoping that Fang Jinrong would spare the lives of his family for the sake of his promise.

However, before nightfall, an accident happened.

On a clear summer day, the fifth princess took everyone to the countryside to swim in the lake. There was a gentle breeze and a lot of laughter. Suddenly, several men in black came out of the water and rushed towards everyone with machetes.

Yuan Fu was stunned and immediately rushed forward: "Princess!"

Xihe couldn't help scolding: "Are you a pig?"

Was this because she was worried that others wouldn't know where she was, so she specifically pointed out her location?

Sure enough, when the man in black heard this, he immediately rushed towards Xihe. The boatman and the guards were all kicked into the water. The maids screamed. Xihe picked up the melon and fruit plate on the table and threw it out, and dodged it with great skill.

But Song Chenyin was not so lucky. While running, he sprained his foot and fell to the ground.

Gu Qingyun and the man in black were fighting fiercely. He couldn't move his hand, so he could only shout: "Fang Jinrong, my sister-in-law!" Xihe glanced at it and immediately kicked a vase over, but the man in black easily dodged it.

The man in black bent down, gently lifted Song Chenyin into his arms, and pointed the long sword towards the front of Xihe.

Gu Qingyun was stunned, and Song Chenyin screamed in fright. However, the next second he felt a familiar breath, his eyes lit up, he hugged the person's waist tightly, and said happily: "Mr.

Xihe narrowly dodged the sword, with a trail of blood running down his face.

She immediately looked at the tall man in black, with a pair of gloomy and cold eyes, and Xihe smiled: "Gu, Ye!" He kicked a man in black away fiercely, picked up the sword on the ground and rushed over.

Soldier, bang.

The long sword is like a magical weapon,

Each sword hit the precious sword hard, making the palms of his hands numb.

Gu Ye held Song Chenyin in one hand and fought with Xihe with a sword in the other. At this moment, the voice of the guards came from the distance. He fought and retreated, and finally ran towards the barren mountains in the distance with Song Chenyin in his arms, with Xihe chasing closely.

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When a group of people came to a cliff, Gu Qingyun was angry and panicked: "Thieves, let go of my sister-in-law!"

Gu Ye glanced at him and looked at Xihe: "Are you sure you want to go against me?"

Xihe twisted his neck and chuckled: "If you hand over Gu Jiajun, maybe I will spare your life." Gu Ye's face suddenly sank, which meant that he would fight to the death.

Gu Qingyun was dumbfounded: "Brother?"

However, neither of the two people paid attention to him, and they fought again, with swords pointed at each other's life gates. After a while, the clothes of both parties were cut open, exposing flesh and blood. The faces of the people around were full of panic, but no one could get in.

Xihe struck Gu Ye on the shoulder with his sword. Gu Ye let go of his hand, and Xihe pulled Song Chenyin into his arms.

He retreated to the cliff and laughed: "Gu Ye, who do you choose?"

There were very few casualties among the men in black, and a few of the imperial guards who followed also died. The two sides formed a confrontation. The Xihe knife was placed on Gu Qingchen's neck, and he smiled: "Tell me, is he saving you or Song Chenyin?"

Gu Qingchen clenched his cheeks: "Fang Jinrong, don't waste your efforts."
Chapter completed!