As the two beasts took off, Ming Zhiyuan and Yirou sat on the handsome boy's back. Once the handsome boy started chatting, he could no longer stop.
It told Yirou in a long way about the friendship it had established with Ming Zhiyuan from the Warcraft Forest, and then talked about how to smash the conspiracy of Wuji Mountain and the leader of Yuhuo Kingdom, and how to compete with the devil for the capital of Gaoyue Kingdom.
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Yirou listened all the way and suddenly noticed that the handsome boy mentioned that a princess once rode it to fight in the capital of Gaoyue.
"That princess? Is she the princess of Gaoyue Kingdom? Is she brother Ming's wife?"
"Forehead......."
The handsome boy was suddenly stuck. He stammered for a while, then turned to look at Ming Zhiyuan. Seeing that he didn't say a word, he had no choice but to turn his head and continued: "No, after seeing him once, he never saw him again."
At that time, I only knew that she was going to compete with her uncle for the position of the leader of Gaoyue Kingdom, and I don’t know what happened next?”
When the handsome boy said this, Ming Zhiyuan also thought of Princess Baihua of Gaoyue Kingdom, who was so beautiful and elegant that people could not take their eyes away.
I remembered the tenderness of the beautiful woman when she lowered her head in that bloody dusk, the pink neck exposed between the collar, the earlobes that looked like jade carvings, and that shy smile.
He once escorted her back to the palace. At the palace gate, he watched her walk into the palace with fluttering clothes and grace.
Rarely, he asked: "What happened to her, that princess?"
"Hey, how do I know? It's not like I promised to help others get the title of king."
The handsome boy said this as if he meant it.
"What? When did I promise to help her fight for the throne of the country?"
"Didn't you ask the princess about her difficulties in succeeding her father? I heard it all. Why are you asking this if you don't want to help me?"
"I......"
Ming Zhiyuan thought about it and realized that he had indeed asked Princess Baihua this question, but although he had something in mind at that time, he did not make a promise to her.
Seeing that he was stammering and not answering, the handsome boy continued: "You said it before, her uncle ran away during the national calamity, leaving the people to defend the country desperately, fight for the imperial capital, and then want to come back and inherit the throne after the country was recovered. How could it be so cheap?
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Ming Zhiyuan suddenly realized that what he said at that time indeed revealed his desire to help Princess Baihua.
But later on, he had been busy with all kinds of things and had no free time at all. Let alone helping her, he didn't even have time to think about it.
As soon as he thought of this, he raised his eyes and saw Yirou's smiling face, with a pair of big black eyes looking at him.
Ming Zhiyuan suddenly felt guilty for no reason. He smiled reluctantly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yirou blinked one eye mischievously and said: "Brother Ming, we are about to pass through the capital of Gaoyue. Why don't you go and see the princess?"
Ming Zhiyuan covered his mouth with his hand, coughed twice, and said: "I'm busy with business, I don't have time, I won't go... Wait, let's talk about it when we get back."
"Pfft..."
Yirou couldn't help but laugh. She looked at the scenery below where everything was shrunk from the sky. She cautiously moved closer to Ming Zhiyuan and said, "Brother Ming always likes to make people wait."
Wait? Ming Zhiyuan repeated it in his mouth, thinking a little blankly, will she wait?
With Liangzi and Fengwu rushing to talk to Yirou all the way, time passed quickly.
The two beasts flew for another day and finally arrived at the Qingji border of Tianyang Kingdom.
Less than a hundred miles away from the foot of the Qingji Mountains, cities were under construction. Ming Zhiyuan saw dense crowds of people stretching all the way along the Qingji Mountains from high in the sky, towards the Tianyang Kingdom.
It is a team that drives horse-drawn carriages and oxen to transport various building materials.
Along the border of the Qingji Mountains, a city is being built every hundred miles, and many people are widening and strengthening the post roads between each city.
Ming Zhiyuan nodded repeatedly after seeing this, this is how he should deal with foreign enemies.
He asked the handsome boy to find a place where the building scale seemed to be larger than that of the nearby city.
While the two beasts were still hovering in the air, a group of people had already walked out of a military tent below. The leader was none other than General Su Jieyun, who had recaptured the capital of Gaoyue with Ming Zhiyuan.
Seeing Ming Zhiyuan suddenly arrive, General Su was very surprised. He led a group of sergeants and walked up to Ming Zhiyuan who had just landed. He first stepped forward and clasped his fists and saluted, then looked him up and down and said, "Zhiyuan Pill
Master, long time no see, why are you here? Is there any news?"
When Ming Zhiyuan saw this Gaoyue general, he also felt that things were different. In fact, it didn't take long. It was only a little more than a year before the Gaoyue capital was recovered, but Ming Zhiyuan felt that a lot had passed.
Same every year.
"We have no news here for the time being. I came here for other matters. General Su, let's find a place to talk."
"Okay, okay, come on, Master Zhiyuan, please come with me. Let's go to the military tent and have a detailed discussion."
Su Jieyun gave a few instructions to his sergeant, and the sergeant took Yirou, Pretty Boy and Feng Wu to another tent to rest.
He took Ming Zhiyuan back to the main tent. Immediately, a sergeant made hot tea and brought it to him. Ming Zhiyuan flew for a whole day and night. At this time, he held the hot tea in his hand and took a sip. He felt that his whole body was incomparably peaceful.
Feeling uncomfortable everywhere.
After taking a few sips of hot tea, he put down the tea cup and said to Su Jieyun: "General Su, the Jiuyan Continent has been attacked by warriors from the Qingji Continent, and the Qingji Mountains over there have collapsed even more severely.
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By the time Ming Zhiyuan told Su Jieyun everything about Jiuyan Continent, more than half an hour had passed.
After listening, Su Jieyun didn't speak, but just thought about it silently.
Ming Zhiyuan didn't say anything more, but drank all the tea in the teapot in one breath.
After another long while, Su Jieyun finally spoke: "I didn't expect Master Zhiyuan to have such courage and foresight. The Jiuyan Continent is so powerful that we have to find a way to make them form an alliance with our Tianyuan Continent to jointly deal with the Qingji Continent."
Ming Zhiyuan nodded and listened to him continue.
"Now Tianyuan Continent's defense against Qingji Continent has just begun. All the generals from the Warcraft Border and Jiuyan Border are also here. Speaking of which, we have a lot of generals, but they are all based on defense.
Divided by distance, there is a carrot and a pit, and no one can be left behind."
As Su Jieyun spoke, he stood up and took a few steps in the tent, "The martial arts in Jiuyan Continent are strong, so there is no need to be so meticulous in strategizing. One force can defeat ten thousand people. The strength of the warriors can make the commanders less useless."
A lot of brains, we just need to go to a few people who can coordinate the construction of the border and the distribution of warriors."
Ming Zhiyuan knew in his heart that what Su Jieyun said was reasonable, so he nodded and said: "There should be a lot of such talents in our Tianyuan Army. We don't need generals to go, just assign a few such talents to me."
Su Jieyun nodded, returned to the table, took out a roster, opened it and looked for names.
Ming Zhiyuan did not bother him and walked to the tent door to let the guards outside to come in and make tea.
At this moment, a slender soldier wearing a general's armor came from a distance. Ming Zhiyuan took one look at it and was immediately stunned. It wasn't until the man walked up to him and smiled brightly at him that he finally stopped.
Baba said: "Princess, Princess Baihua, why are you here?"
Princess Baihua was dressed in military uniform. Although her features were picturesque, her whole person looked heroic. She cupped her fists and said with a smile: "Master Zhiyuan, long time no see."
Ming Zhiyuan quickly returned the favor and let her into the tent.
Su Jieyun was looking through the roster. When he saw Princess Baihua coming in, he hurriedly stood up and saluted, "Your Highness, why are you here?"
Princess Baihua walked to the table and took a look at the roster on Su Jieyun's table, and said: "I heard that an alchemist rode a magic beast to visit General Su. I thought it might be the Zhiyuan alchemy master, so I came to take a look.
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Ming Zhiyuan followed Princess Baihua back to the tent. He didn't know why, but he was a little flustered. For a moment, he felt that he didn't know how to speak.
Su Jieyun quickly told Princess Baihua the purpose of Ming Zhiyuan's visit. After he finished speaking, Princess Baihua took the roster in front of him and flipped through it casually.
"Master Zhiyuan, if you don't mind it, why don't I follow you to Jiuyan Continent?"
"ah?"
When Ming Zhiyuan heard this, he was surprised for a moment and looked at her for a long time, "This is not possible. How can the princess' body of a daughter..."
"Why not?"
Princess Baihua turned around and walked straight in front of him before stopping. The two were so close that they could almost hear each other's breathing.
Ming Zhiyuan felt embarrassed for a moment, looked away in a panic, sat back in the chair at a loss, and said: "The princess is from the Gaoyue royal family, she must not take such risks."
Princess Baihua looked at him, suddenly smiled and said: "I am not a princess now, I am just a deputy general guarding the border of Tianyuan. What? Master Zhiyuan thinks that my official position is humble and I am not worthy of use?"
"No, no, no, that's not the case, it's just..."
Baihua didn't wait for him to finish, turned around and walked back to the table, flipped through the roster, and clicked a few times on one of the pages, "This, this, and this, they can all come with me, as well as my subordinates
Your escort team can also come with me, General Su, I ask you to fight."
Su Jieyun stared at Baihua and then at Ming Zhiyuan, feeling helpless and guessing in his heart.
He looked at Ming Zhiyuan, expecting him to refuse again, but Ming Zhiyuan also had all kinds of thoughts in his mind at the moment, and he didn't pay attention to Su Jieyun winking at him.
Princess Baihua raised her eyebrows, glanced at Su Jieyun, and continued: "What's wrong? General Su, my uncle is now in charge of Gaoyue, am I, a has-been princess, unable to speak well?"
"Ah? No, no, no. Your Highness, the matter is serious. Can we discuss it further?"
"There is no need to discuss, I have made my decision, please give the order to General Su."
Su Jieyun looked helpless and looked at Princess Baihua, "My princess, this..."
"Stop this, stop that, give the order quickly, I will go get the people, and set off as soon as possible. The people in Qingji Continent won't wait for us to hesitate."
Su Jieyun looked at the names of several names that Princess Baihua named. In fact, they were all people he had already made up his mind about, but the sudden appearance of Princess Baihua made him unable to make up his mind.
Princess Baihua didn't bother with him. She sharpened the ink herself, laid out the pen and paper, and stood in front of Su Jieyun, as if if you don't write, I'll just look at you.
Finally, Su Jieyun had no choice but to pick up the pen and start writing.
An hour later, several more sergeants were summoned, and soon they followed Ming Zhiyuan out of the tent.
Ming Zhiyuan felt a little unbelievable until now. He did not expect that Princess Baihua was actually at the border of Tianyang Kingdom at this time, nor did he expect that her uncle would actually inherit the throne of his brother after he came back and sit on the throne of the Lord of Gaoyue Kingdom.
in position.
The two of them walked side by side towards the tent where Yirou and Pretty Boy were resting.
"Your Highness, I don't know about your uncle..."
"It doesn't matter, he is indeed more qualified to be the leader of Gaoyue Kingdom than me. If he is not good enough, I will not let him take the position just like that."
Ming Zhiyuan turned his head and looked at that bright and moving face, trying to see if what she said was true.
Baihua met his gaze and looked over, smiling again. For a moment, the corners of her brows and eyes were filled with an intoxicating light, which made Ming Zhiyuan stunned.
"What's wrong? Do you think I didn't mean what I said?"
"So, really?"
"No, I really don't have the talent to govern a country and its people. I want to lead an army to fight against foreign enemies and defend my country."
When Baihua said this, she raised her face and looked at the military tents around her, her face filled with a heroic aura.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at her and nodded silently, "As long as you like it. If you don't want your uncle to be in power, then I can help you."
"Thank you. In fact, I should have thanked you properly the last time I was in the capital. But at that time, half of Gaoyue's land was still in the hands of demons, and the country's leader had recently died. I was also in a mess at the time, and I didn't have time to thank you. What's more,
I didn’t see you off."
"These are all small things, nothing serious. Now that you think this is fine, then just do whatever you want."
Princess Baihua seems to like to laugh very much. No matter what Ming Zhiyuan says, as long as he looks at her, she will give her a sweet smile in return.
While the two were chatting, they walked to the tent door here. The handsome boy had already rushed out. When he saw Princess Baihua, he was also stunned.
"Aren't you that princess? Why are you here too?"
When Baihua saw the handsome boy, her smile became even brighter. She immediately walked up to him and rubbed the handsome boy's head vigorously, "Okay, you pretty boy, how long has it taken you to grow so big?"
The handsome boy was rubbed by her until the hair on his head became tangled and messy.
Feng Wu also walked out and when he saw Baihua, he also tilted his head, his eyes full of questions.
Then, Yirou followed Feng Wu and walked out. She looked at the two of them, was slightly surprised, and then said shyly: "Brother Zhiyuan."
This shout of brother Zhiyuan was so sweet that the handsome boy turned his head in shock and looked at Yirou, wondering if she had suddenly changed into someone else.
Ming Zhiyuan's heart also skipped a beat. After meeting Princess Baihua, he almost forgot about Yirou, but what happened to Yirou, who suddenly called him in such a voice?
When Ming Zhiyuan was wondering how to explain, Baihua let go of the handsome boy, walked up to Yirou openly, looked at Yirou and said with a smile: "My name is Baihua, girl, what's your name?"
Ming Zhiyuan said hurriedly: "Her name is Yirou, she is a little sister."
"Oh, it turns out to be sister Yirou. Just call me sister Baihua."
However, Yirou hurriedly took a step back, put her hands on her chest, and said, "Yirou pays homage to Her Royal Highness the Princess." After saying this, she bowed down.
Baihua pulled her up and said, "Don't be so polite. You and I are similar in age. I seem to be a year or two older than you. We are just sisters."
Yirou hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands, but Baihua was also a warrior and had great strength. She held Yirou's hand with one hand, put her arm around her shoulder with the other, and whispered a few words into Yirou's ear.
I wonder what she said? After hearing this, Yirou stopped resisting and allowed Baihua to pull her into conversation.
Mingzhiyuan Baihua took Yirou's hand, and the two of them began to talk affectionately and warmly in such a short time. For a while, one head was bigger than the other.
Fortunately, the handsome boy sympathized with his brother and kicked Feng Wu, "Xiao Wu, why are you standing still? We have to go. How many people did you bring with you, Zhiyuan?"
Ming Zhiyuan shook his head, turned around and said to the soldiers following him, "Generals, time is urgent, we are leaving now."
Those sergeants had also seen Warcraft and Monsters, but they had never seen Warcraft and Monsters that could talk, and they were all a little surprised. However, the sergeants' calmness brought by the military prevented them from being speechless, and they were just stunned for a short time.
After a while, they all agreed.
After Ming Zhiyuan told several sergeants some safety precautions when flying, he turned around and saw Baihua and Yirou holding each other's hands tightly. Both of them were smiling like flowers, and they were as affectionate as real sisters.
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Ming Zhiyuan secretly gave himself a small slap in the heart, and said to the two women with a smile: "Let's set off now. When we pass by Flowing Fire City, we will take a short rest there."
When the two women saw him talking, they looked at each other and smiled, holding hands and saying together, "Okay."
Baihua brought six soldiers, and Ming Zhiyuan asked Liangzi to lead them, while he, Baihua, and Yirou got on Feng Wu's back.
After takeoff, neither of the two women took the initiative to talk to Ming Zhiyuan. They just kept chatting, ranging from age, month of birth, to what they like to eat, what color they like, to how to make delicious buns, and whether the conversation was lively or not.
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It was also difficult for Princess Baihua, who was of royal blood and had never even been to the imperial kitchen, to talk to Yirou about cooking and actually speak in a decent manner.
Ming Zhiyuan, on the other hand, always wanted to find opportunities to interrupt and chat with them along the way, but the two women ignored him.
No matter how Ming Zhiyuan intervened, the two of them were talking to themselves and no one answered his words.
Helpless, Ming Zhiyuan had no choice but to sit aside obediently, with a smile on his face, looking at this and that, pretending that he was listening with interest.