At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 133 Princess of Dongyue

By the time we finished our meal, it was already evening. The sky was dim and the snow was a little lighter.

inside the room.

The fire was blazing.

Emitting heat.

Xiao Han was lying on a chair, looking through the documents that had accumulated over time. On the bed, Qingyao had already washed and changed into a white dress. She was in a deep sleep, the kind that could not be woken up even by thunder.

"Young Master, you really have the guts to do this."

Miaoyu applied the medicine to her and said softly, "We are not afraid of hurting her."

"rest assured."

Xiao Han chuckled: "It's just a minor skin injury. It will heal after a few days of sleep."

"Although she looks timid and cowardly, she is actually very strong at heart. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to finish walking this thousand-mile snowy road."

He said, "She is also a natural swordsman. In the past month, I have laid a foundation for her to cultivate the Heavenly Frost Power. She will be able to practice swordsmanship with me in the future."

"I'm afraid Mr. Xue will fight you to death later."

Miaoyu teased.

As he was speaking, hurried footsteps were heard outside, and Xue Changqing appeared outside the door, looking anxious and happy.

"General, have you found the princess?"

Xue Changqing couldn't wait to ask.

"Ah."

Xiao Han nodded slightly, pointed at Qingyao who was sleeping soundly on the bed inside and said, "That's it, go and take a look."

Xue Changqing took two steps at a time and came to the bedside. With just one glance, he was sure that the woman in front of him was the princess of Dongyue Kingdom.

Because that face is so similar, it's almost like they were carved from the same mold.

However, when he saw the injuries on Qingyao's body, his face instantly turned cold and murderous intent burst out, sweeping the entire room.

Xue Changqing was furious.

The temperature in the room dropped sharply.

The flame in the stove flickered.

Cold murderous aura filled the air.

Xue Changqing looked at Xiao Han. If he nodded slightly, this most romantic official in the world would probably go to Jiyou in an instant to ask Xie Xuanli for an explanation.

"No."

Xiao Han shook his head: "I hit him."

Xue Guanzi, who was originally full of murderous intent, immediately stopped, but his face was still a little gloomy.

"General, you have to give an explanation."

Xue Changqing spoke.

"Don't worry, officer."

Miaoyu explained: "Young Master did this to deceive others and confuse Xie Xuanli."

Qingyao was brought into the Marquis' Mansion by Xie Xuanli when she was a child. If the young master rashly asked for her, it would definitely arouse her suspicion.

"That's why I came up with this idea."

Xue Changqing's expression eased, but he still felt a little distressed when he saw the girl sleeping soundly on the bed: "General, there's no need to be so harsh. Just go through the motions."

"This Zhenbei Marquis is not so easy to fool."

Xiao Han shook his head.

Xue Changqing sat down at the head of the bed and carefully felt Qingyao's pulse. After a moment, he uttered a word of doubt.

He could feel an extremely overbearing chill lingering in Qingyao's heart and internal organs.

But this cold air did not cause any harm to her body. Instead, it was very gentle and kept repairing the injuries in her body.

Without thinking, Xue Changqing knew that this was Xiao Han's work.

"Don't worry, officer."

Miaoyu said softly: "Qingyao's skin injury will heal after resting for a while."

After taking the pulse, Xue Changqing heaved a sigh of relief.

"General, can you hand the princess over to me?"

He spoke.

"No."

He shook his head: "Guanzi should know that now is far from the time to restore the country, and it is not the time for you to recognize her."

"She can only be Qingyao, a slave in the General Pingxi's mansion for now. This is to stabilize Xie Xuanli and to protect her."

"Can the princess follow me and practice in the knife sharpening hall?"

Xue Changqing asked.

"She can take you as her master." Xiao Han said with a smile, "But she has to practice sword skills with me. This girl is a natural swordsman. Given time, her attainments in sword skills should be high."

"The general knows swordsmanship?"

Xue Changqing was surprised.

"whee."

Miaoyu smiled and said, "You don't know, my master's swordsmanship is also the most powerful in the world, but he has never used it."

Xue Changqing had no objection to Xiao Han's arrangement. Now Qingyao's arrival made up for the regret in her heart.

There are only two things left to do in this life: disrupt the world, overthrow the imperial court, and restore the Dongyue kingdom and ancestral temple.

"Thank you, General."

The most elegant man in the world stood up and bowed respectfully.

"You are Welcome."

Xiao Han waved his hand and said, "Bringing back Qingyao is not only for you, but also for this general's own plan."

After staying in the room for a while, Xue Changqing returned to the knife sharpening hall.

A few days later.

The heavy snow stopped.

inside the room.

The woman, who had slept for several days and nights, slowly opened her eyes, and all the fatigue in her body faded away.

She got up from the bed in a daze, looked at everything in the room, and then looked at herself.

The skirt was clean, the external injuries were almost healed, and the body was no longer cold, but rather unusually warm.

"I'm not dreaming."

Qingyao murmured to herself, then closed her eyes and was about to lie down and sleep again.

It was a rare sweet dream, and she didn't want to wake up so soon. After all, she felt that her life in the Pingxi General's Mansion was a hellish torture.

"Don't sleep."

But soon, her beautiful dream was broken. Qingyao opened her eyes and saw Dayueer looking at her with her hands on her chest.

"what."

She screamed in fear.

She huddled in the corner of the bed, her body trembling, her eyes filled with fear, as she tried to pull out a dagger from within her sleeve.

"Looking for this thing again?"

Dayue'er flipped her palm and a dagger appeared in her hand.

"give me back."

Qingyao said in a low voice.

"I'll keep this thing for you for the time being." Dayue'er shook her head and put the dagger away.

Although Qingyao was unwilling, she had been scared by Dayueer along the way and did not dare to resist. She could only remember this grudge silently.

"stand up."

Dayueer spoke.

The latter went down to the ground reluctantly.

"After lunch, go to the Sword Grinding Hall and copy fifty volumes of medium-grade sword manuals. Bring them back before dark."

Dayueer's tone left no room for doubt: "If you don't finish copying, you are not allowed to eat dinner."

"Take her to the kitchen."

A maid came in and carried Qingyao away from the courtyard.

In the small courtyard.

The courtyard was silent.

Xiao Han was concentrating on practicing with the sword. Qingyao glanced at him and immediately quickened her pace.

“Is this the knife sharpening hall?”

Qingyao followed the maid to the knife-grinding garden and saw Yuwen Yulou practicing with the sword from afar. Her heart tightened and she pretended not to see him.

"Sir, the general asked me to bring someone to copy fifty volumes of sword manuals."

The maid led Qingyao to the door of the knife grinding hall.

"come in."

A moment later, Xue Changqing's voice rang out.

In the general's mansion, only a very few people knew that there was such an elegant man in the knife-grinding hall.

As for those who know Xue Changqing's identity, even fewer know it.

(End of this chapter)