Chapter 45: A Single Move Determines Victory (Rush Rankings and Vote!)
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In the big tent of Nord, Qi Bei was writing hastily.
Before long, Qi Bei threw down his brush, folded the letter and sealed it properly, handing it to Huai An. He said, "Big brother, I'm in a hurry to leave, but there's one more thing I didn't have time to do. After I leave, please secretly send this letter to the Marquis of Lanling, don't let anyone know."
Duke of Lanling?
Hai An had some doubts in his heart, but Qi Bei didn't want to say and wouldn't ask more questions. He absolutely trusted his own brother, so he agreed without hesitation.
Half an hour later, Huo Lie and Tie Tou had already gathered all the people, while Jīn Gāng Huàn Yǐng siblings also arrived at Qi Bei's side.
"Take care, Father, Big Brother." Qi Bei patted Lei Meng and Huai An on the back. Nuo De turned around and got onto a horse-drawn carriage, while the 250 Black Armor Army transformed into an escort for a small merchant group, following Qi Bei as they embarked on an unknown journey.
Ziqi lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked back and saw the vast imperial city shrinking before his eyes, with a burning fire surging in his heart.
"One day, I, Qi Bei, will return in a way that will make all under heaven look up to me."
Perhaps one day, history will record: On a dark and deep night, a young man walked out of the Golden Leaf Imperial City, towards the vast world, from then on, he swam in the great ocean, soared through the nine heavens...
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The sky had just dawned, and Jin Ye's First Avenue looked very deserted.
The steward of the Lanling Marquis's estate held a letter in his hand and knocked on the door of the Lanling Marquis's room.
"What's going on?" The Duke of Lanling opened the door, he had just woken up from his meditation and was not too angry.
"The letter from Master Hou is delivered by a man wearing a hooded cloak, who says it concerns Master Hou's life and death." The steward handed over the letter in his hand with trepidation.
The Marquis of Lanling concentrated his energy and took over the letter, waving his hand for the butler to withdraw.
As soon as he unfolded the letter, Lanling Hou's eyes narrowed suddenly, his hands shook slightly, and the letter in his hand almost slipped out of his grasp.
"Doll in the bedroom, secret room underground, Nanwu Cliff, no heavenly master, tonight at midnight, Blue River Town 500 miles northwest of the imperial capital, failure to arrive on time will result in self-inflicted consequences." The letter only had two short lines, but it made Langling Hou's soul fly out of his body, and his heart was stuck in his throat.
"Except for that day when the mysterious strongman saved Nanwu Cliff and killed Wutian Zun, no one else would know about this matter. What does he want from me?" Lanling Hou took a few deep breaths to calm down his racing heart.
"He's such a powerful person, if he wanted to kill me, he would have done it long ago. He's looking for me, which means I still have some use value." Lanling Hou thought to himself, but instead of being shocked, he was delighted. With the death of Wutian Zun, the matter of Nanwu Cliff might one day reach his own head, and if he could cling to another powerful leg, that would be for the best.
The Marquis of Lanling immediately changed his clothes and quietly left the manor, galloping towards Blue River Town five hundred miles away.
The sun rises from the horizon, and the imperial capital begins to bustle with activity.
At this time, a team of guards surrounded a palace official and came to the Nord family mansion, reading the will of Emperor Hamos.
"The Lord of the North, Your Majesty has decreed, to promote Qi Bei. The Lord of the North is promoted to Viscount First Class, and his fiefdom is changed to Kaiyang, Boqing, and Mingxin three cities, and he will immediately go to the Imperial Palace to pay respects to Your Majesty." This inner court official respectfully said to Kotti Nord.
"Alas, I didn't expect that my fifth grandson would be so favored by Your Majesty. If I had known earlier, I would have tried to keep him here." Korti Nod said with a sigh.
"What? The Norder family, where did Viscount Zhibei go?" asked the Neifu official in surprise.
"That young man is so eager to go to his fief, that as soon as the engagement ceremony was over, he left. It's really a shame for His Majesty's kindness, it seems he doesn't have such good fortune." Korti Norden said with a disappointed expression.
"This... I will go and reply to Your Majesty, farewell." The inner court official was greatly shocked in his heart and hastily departed.
Hanmo Dadi received a report from the officials of the Neifu, and with a forceful slap on the desk in front of him, the books and stationery on it were scattered all over the floor.
"A fine old fox indeed." Emperor Hormos gritted his teeth and said.
"Immediately go and investigate the large and small merchant teams, troops that left Huangdu last night, find out the traces of Qi Bei. Nord, intercept them immediately." Khanmos the Great quickly calmed down from his anger and gave a calm order.
The imperial capital was filled with rumors overnight, ordinary citizens were still enthusiastically discussing the topic of Qi Bei and Ming Yue Princess's wedding, while above them, undercurrents were surging.
The gamble between the imperial family and the Norden family this time was obviously a move ahead, which made the contradictions between the two sides even more sharp. What was originally hidden under the waves had now emerged from the corner of the iceberg.
In the Moon Palace, Princess Mingyue and the Feng sisters sat together in a circle.
"Has Brother Ziqi Bei left? How can it be so fast?" Feng Ruoyu asked with her small mouth agape.
"I just found out too." Princess Mingyue seemed very calm, and from her expression, it was impossible to detect any emotional fluctuations, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
Feng Ruoyun didn't say a word, but being as clever as she was, she had already completely guessed the reason behind the incident.
"Moonlight Sister, you are his last wife, didn't he even say goodbye to you?" Feng Ruoyu said indignantly. Anyone could see that she wasn't angry for Moonlight Princess's sake, but for her own - he had left without even greeting her, it was infuriating!
Farewell? Is farewell still necessary between them? Since they both understand in their hearts, what's the need for farewell.
However, in her heart, Princess Mingyue had a faint sense of melancholy.
The two people's worlds only intersected for a moment, and then they went their separate ways in opposite directions. The faint curiosity that had been stirred up in their hearts would also fade away with time.
The wind was whispering and scolding the north, but Mingyue Gongzhu and Fengruo Yun were lost in their own thoughts.
Just then, a palace maid ran over, her face still filled with alarm, and stuttered: "P... Princess, the Marquis of Flame Heaven has arrived.
The wind was like a cloud, and the rain was like a mist. Dao said: "Mingyue, we should also set off back home now. If you have time, you can come to the Golden Fortress to find me."
"Be sure to be careful on your way." Princess Mingyue nodded.
When the Feng sisters left the palace, they happened to see Tianyan coming in. A hint of surprise flashed across both of their beautiful eyes, and they knew why that palace maid looked so flustered.
It turned out that Huo Tian had changed into a clean demon robe and was no longer as disheveled as he was yesterday.
But on his neck to the left cheek, a high and bulging red scar was so eye-catching, like a centipede crawling on his face, making one feel chilled at heart.
"Sister, for this kind of external injury, our Wind family has a spiritual medicine that can restore it. Not to mention Tongtian Mountain, even if there's no spiritual medicine, we can just ask the priest of the Temple of Light to cast a healing spell and it'll be fine. As a disciple of Tongtian Mountain, the priest of the Temple of Light will still give us this much face, right?" Feng Ruoyu said softly.
"It's not that he can't, but rather he doesn't want to." Feng Ruoyun recalled the sinister gaze of Chen Tian earlier and shook her head slightly. It seemed that his hatred for Qi Bei had already been etched into his soul.
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