He rode his horse back to Ye City, but at the city gate, he ran into a small team of soldiers who were out on patrol. Those people dismounted and saluted Nan Xiangyao, saying: "Greetings, Your Highness."

  Nan Chengyao slightly raised his hand to signal them to get up, then took off the fox fur cloak from his shoulders and put it on me while turning around to dismount his horse and walk towards his subordinates.

  His subordinates, who were born in the midst of swords and guns and had seen many grand scenes, couldn't help but reveal a look of astonishment on their faces when they saw me riding with him. Despite trying to control themselves, their eyes kept drifting back to me, filled with envy for the person and regret for the horse.

  I'm no stranger to such an expression, in the past when riding "Chasing the Wind", I often saw it, this "Thieving Swift Steed" is naturally more famous than "Chasing the Wind", so seeing such an expression again, I wasn't surprised, but couldn't help but smile slightly.

  There were probably people in that team of soldiers who had seen me before at the "Half Creek" inn, but at that time it was too hasty and I couldn't see clearly. When I saw me smile now, I reacted as if I had just woken up from a big dream, and involuntarily called out: "Princess Wang?"

  I smiled slightly and nodded, while others were shocked, immediately took off their helmets and wanted to pay homage to me.

  They only gave a military salute to Nan Chongyao, how dare I accept such great courtesy. Hurriedly and nimbly he dismounted his horse, modestly declining: "The various generals have worked hard on the frontier, their laborious achievements are high, and they are also outside, so let's dispense with this ceremony, Murong Qing does not deserve it."

  Nan Chengyao smiled slightly but didn't say a word to stop them, he walked over and stood beside me, allowing the subordinates to bow down one after another.

  His voice was faintly smiling, calm and composed, echoing in the snowy sky.

  "You are the queen of Nan Chengyao, a woman in this world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me, and there is nothing that you cannot be worthy of."

  I raised my eyes to look at him, he didn't look at me, the profile of his face sideways, was printed in the wind and snow, exceptionally handsome.

  At that moment, I slightly lowered my eyes, knowing that a soft string deep in my heart was gently touched.

  Ten days later, outside the north gate of Ye City, Nan Chongyao personally inspected the three armies and prepared to set off.

  I put on the clothes I had prepared early in the morning, personally held the farewell wine, and slowly walked down the city building.

  Although I didn't prepare women's clothing for this trip, for this day, I still let Shu Ying run all over Ye City to buy the best silk fabrics that can be found. I personally took action, worked day and night, and carefully sewed with great effort, finally completing this magnificent garment today.

  A red peony brocade cheongsam dress trails on the ground, with a phoenix embroidered in gold thread at the hem, as if about to take flight. I gently lift the soft silk gauze of the sleeve, and around my waist is tied that piece of white jade flying swallow pendant.

  Far north border, the people rarely get to see the emperor's face, and always have an inexplicable yearning and reverence for the royal family members. I wore a perfectly smiling smile, with elegant and dignified steps, slowly walking south, every move, every frown, every smile, all are the best examples of palace etiquette, leaving behind a figure that meets people's imagination.

  At this moment, I represent not only myself, but also as the wife of Nan Chongyao and the queen of the three kings of the Southern Dynasty, Murong Qing.

  Due to the lack of suitable hairpins, I casually inserted a few branches of plum blossoms among my disheveled hair, which somehow added a touch of elegance and flair compared to ordinary pearl flowers. As I inhaled the faint scent of plum blossoms, I assumed an elegant demeanor and then raised this farewell wine with both hands, offering a sincere prayer: "The first cup of wine, may heaven bless the Southern Dynasty, and grant us victory in every battle!"

  I poured the wine onto the ground and refilled the golden cup, smiling as I presented it to Nan Chongyue: "The second cup of wine, your humble servant wishes you victory in battle!"

  He took it over, smiled faintly and drank it all in one gulp.

  I personally filled the third cup of wine, and with a dignified demeanor, I faced the three armies of officers standing behind Nan Chongyao, who were ready to depart, and loudly declared: "The third cup of wine is offered by Murong Qing in respect to all of you brave warriors of Southern Dynasty. May we return triumphantly to Ye City together with your wives and sisters!"

  "We vow to defeat the Northern Barbarians! We vow to defeat the Northern Barbarians! We vow to defeat the Northern Barbarians......" In an instant, the three armies' officers and men were filled with heroic passion, their voices echoing through the skies.

  Nan Xiangyao smiled faintly, took the golden cup from my hand, and slowly raised it high. Suddenly, in a place that was originally bustling with people, no one spoke again, only his voice rang out firmly: "Fellow warriors, today we fight to defend our homeland, protect our parents, wives, sisters, and I will drink this wine with you all. We must meet again in wealth and glory!"

  When he handed me back the wine glass, his long and powerful fingers covered the back of my hand, steady and warm, soothing.

  He looked at me with a fixed gaze, extremely light and slow, yet opened his mouth one word at a time to say: "Wait for me to come back."

  I gazed at him softly and nodded gently.

  He smiled slightly, released my hand, and with a graceful movement, he mounted "Thieving Light Colt". The back of his white feather armor gradually disappeared into the distance, leaving behind only an awe-inspiring figure.

  I found Qin Zhao's position in the distant three armies, the back shadow on horseback was silent and firm, standing upright, as if it would never be crushed forever.

  This man is their hope and god in the hearts of all the people of northern China.

  I did not find Wei, he was hidden among tens of thousands of ordinary soldiers, no matter how hard I looked, I couldn't see him.

  However, I can guess the heroic spirit on his face at this moment, fighting and killing enemies to serve the country is his creed and pursuit. Unfortunately, his parents are not willing to let their youngest son go to war and take risks. Now that he has got the opportunity, how can he not be extremely excited and thrilled?

  Perhaps it was true to the old saying "not fighting, not knowing each other", after that day, Yi and Qin Zhao both had a feeling of cherishing and regretting not meeting earlier. As for Yi, he didn't need to be mentioned, even before they went on expedition, he had been following Qin Zhao, either comparing swords or exploring military strategies together.

  But Qin Zhao was also happy to be with him, and although Fan was knowledgeable and intelligent, he lacked actual combat experience, unlike Qin Zhao's rigorous training, so there were many places where he needed to ask Qin Zhao for guidance.

  Each time, Qin Zhao patiently explained it to him in detail, while Lin concentrated on listening quietly by their side.

  It's hard not to feel a sense of wonder at the unpredictability of life. Xun Yu and Qin Zhao, one dynamic and the other static, their personalities as different as the places they lived - Chang'an and the northern border, separated by more than just a thousand miles.

  However, it was these two people who coincidentally met and became acquainted with each other, cherishing each other's company, and thus began a deep and lasting friendship.

  I couldn't find Wei, so I went back to look at Qin Zhao's back, I knew that Wei must be in a certain position near him, with an eager expression on his face.

  Actually, I'm not worried at all, but I'd like to believe that my younger brother is such an outstanding young man. He should shine on this vast and beautiful land in the north, after going through wars and trials of blood and fire, he will eventually transform into a truly great hero.

  I believe he can do it.

  Returning to Ye City, I still lived in the official residence of Ye City. Since most soldiers followed Nan Chongyue to fight on the front line, there were not enough personnel, so I ordered the removal of layer upon layer of guards and waited for news from the front lines every day.

  "Report to Her Majesty the Queen: our military bulletin from the front line states that our army has engaged in a fierce battle with the Northern Barbarians at Hansha Desert, killing countless enemies. The Northern Barbarian army has retreated another thirty miles..."

  ……

  "Reporting to the princess, frontline military report: The Northern Hu army launched a night raid on our military camp, burning our military rations. Fortunately, a soldier under General Long Fei's command was alert in time and they were unable to succeed..."

  ……

  "Reporting to Your Highness, the frontline military report: our army has once again engaged in fierce battle with the Northern Hu army, killing 800 enemies and capturing countless horses and weapons..."

  ……

  These urgent military reports, day after day, from the front lines of battle, were transmitted into my hands, and then I personally sealed them, sending them to the capital by fast horse relay, not once interrupted.

  On the eighteenth day after Nan Chongyao left Ye City, I finally received the good news that I had been waiting for a long time.

  "Report to the queen, our military bulletin from the front line: Our army has defeated the Northern Barbarians and will return to Ye City in a few days."

  Because it involves secrecy, the person who delivers the military report every day is always the same, so I remember that voice and appearance. Also because of this, suddenly hearing such a steady and overbearing voice, I couldn't help but put down my pen and look up.

  This sight made me truly shocked and chilled to the bone.

  He too looked at me deeply, walked slowly forward and opened his mouth again: "So, I don't have time anymore, I can only trouble the princess and offend her."

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