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

Chapter 169 Qingyao's Thoughts

"Huang San."

Xiao Han yelled.

"Master Hou."

This messenger who had accompanied them out of Jizhou and into Xiliang has now become the deputy commander of the guards in the marquis's mansion.

"Go to the camp outside the city, select two thousand cavalry, and go to meet the Zhenbei Marquis and his entourage."

"promise."

Huang San left.

"We still have to be careful."

Miaoyu said, "I'm afraid that prince will cause trouble at the young master's wedding banquet."

"I'm glad I didn't cause trouble for him."

He didn't care at all.

The entire mansion was busy inside and outside, with lights and decorations, and it was very lively.

In the courtyard.

On the edge of the lake.

Qingyao felt a little tired from practicing sword skills, so she stopped and sat on the steps. She put the Lengshuang Sword back into the scabbard, supported her chin with both hands, and stared at the ripples on the lake in a daze. The noisy sounds from other courtyards lingered in her ears.

As her cultivation level improved, her five senses became more acute, and she could sense everything within a radius of dozens of feet very clearly.

You can hear the general sound within two hundred feet.

These days.

He just couldn't keep his mind steady. Even when practicing sword skills, he would often become dazed, with two strands of black hair swaying on his forehead.

She heard the sound of footsteps but did not look back.

"Why do I feel like you've been a little lost these days?"

A familiar voice appeared and Xiao Han sat down next to him.

"No."

She forced a smile and shook her head, "Maybe I'm a little tired from practicing sword skills."

"Would you like to take a few days off?"

He sounded concerned.

"Need not."

Qingyao shook her head, blinked her long eyelashes, and continued to stare at the green ripples in a daze.

"Is it because people from Jizhou are coming?"

He chuckled: "If you find it difficult to face, go to Mao Datang for retreat."

"Xiao Han."

Qingyao turned back suddenly and looked at him straight, her eyes slightly red. "I'll say it again, Qingyao has nothing to do with them."

"Cough cough."

He touched his nose, feeling as if he had said something wrong.

"My mine."

He apologized: "I judged you by my own standards."

"Humph."

Qingyao looked arrogant and ignored him, mumbling to herself. Even with Xiao Han's hearing ability, he couldn't hear clearly what she said.

"Cheapskate."

She muttered: "What a playboy, he has so many sisters in the courtyard, why would he want to marry a princess?"

"It's as if everyone is a princess."

"Who is the princess?"

He came closer.

Qingyao said unhappily, "Isn't Sister Murong the princess of the Xueyan tribe?"

"It seems like you are unhappy about this."

Xiao Han rested his head on his hands and walked to the grass behind him. The dazzling sunlight shone on his face through the layers of shade of the trees.

"I'm not unhappy."

Qingyao corrected him, "It's just because I was too tired from practicing sword skills."

"Good good."

"My little Qingyao is tired from practicing sword skills."

The corner of his mouth raised: "When the new Xiliang Marquis Mansion is built, how about I leave a yard for you?"

"I don't care about it."

Qingyao hissed: "I'll move over and sleep with Sister Murong."

"Take a good rest these few days."

Reaching out to stroke her smooth black hair, he said gently, "Wait until the wedding is over, then you can practice swordplay."

"Don't worry, even if Princess Ning Xi marries you, no one will be able to bully you in the future."

"If she dares to bully me, I will go to Sister Dayueer, Sister Yuer, and Mr. Qingyi for support."

Qingyao puffed up her cheeks.

"Why don't you come to me for support?"

Xiao Han was dissatisfied.

"Hmph, you can only make me bend over." Qingyao smiled beautifully, revealing two little canine teeth.

"Don't talk nonsense, I am a gentleman."

His face twitched.

"cut."

In response to Qingyao's booing, he patted her little head in annoyance.

Qingyao narrowed her eyes and lay next to Xiao Han with her legs crossed, her body rippled and the sunlight sparkled.

Time passes day by day.

Thousands of slaves and guards in the marquis's mansion were extremely busy.

"Hang it higher."

"No, a little to the left."

“This one is crooked.”

"It's too high, hang it lower."

Perhaps because he had untied the knot in his heart that day, Qingyao felt much better. He did not continue to practice sword, but followed a few other women, along with their servants and maids, to busily prepare for the wedding ceremony.

Thousands of people are too busy to handle it.

September 16th is getting closer and closer.

Inside Xiliang City.

It's getting more and more lively.

After the people finished their autumn harvest and learned about Xiao Han's wedding, they spontaneously flocked to Xiliang City.

Every street and every house were hung with big red lanterns, creating a very festive atmosphere. Even the city walls were decorated with lights and colorful lanterns.

Eighty miles outside Xiliang City.

Thousands of elite cavalry were galloping wildly, the earth was shaking, and smoke and dust were rolling up into the sky.

Each soldier was wearing thick armor and holding a long and narrow dry sword in his hand. The war horses were majestic and the knights were burly. They were like iron towers, emitting a terrible evil aura from head to toe.

Inside the carriage.

Xie Xuanli, Marquis of Zhenbei, drew aside the curtain and looked at the Xiliang cavalry in all directions with a serious expression.

Sitting next to him was the eldest son of the Xie family.

"Did you see it?"

Xie Xuanli lowered the curtain and spoke in a deep voice.

"Elite."

The prince's face was solemn: "I have observed these past two days that when this cavalry marched, it seemed chaotic, but in fact it maintained its battle formation and advanced."

"Even in Jizhou, they are the elite among the elite."

"I'm afraid it's not inferior to the Great Snow Dragon Rider."

"Ah."

Xie Xuanli nodded: "As far as I know, this cavalry is just two thousand cavalry in the Black Armor Army. There are a hundred thousand similar cavalry in the whole of Xiliang."

"A few years."

"Xiao Han started from scratch in Xiliang and built up this fortune. He is indeed a man of character."

The prince smiled bitterly.

"In the future, you will arm wrestle with him. Do you have the confidence?"

Xie Xuanli teased.

"No."

The prince had to admit that he was indeed inferior to the Marquis of Xiliang.

"Don't cause me any trouble this time."

Xie Xuanli warned: "We are not on our own territory."

"try your best."

The prince clenched his fists, feeling extremely unhappy.

"My Lord, Prince, we will arrive in Xiliang City tonight."

Pan Feng rode up to report.

"it is good."

"Speed ​​up the march."

The setting sun was dim and the whole Xiliang City was bathed in the glory of sunset.

The city gate had been put under martial law in advance, and the detectives from the Criminal Investigation Department and the soldiers in the camp outside the city blocked the road leading to the Xiliang Marquis' Mansion from the city gate.

"coming."

At the city gate, Huluxu looked at the smoke rising into the sky in the distance and shouted hurriedly.

"My Lord, Xie Xuanli's carriage has arrived."

"I see. Why are you yelling so loudly?"

"Your Lord is still not deaf."

Xiao Han was in a bad mood. Hu Luxu's voice was like thunder. His child was dreaming, but he was suddenly awakened.

He mounted his horse and looked into the distance, and saw a black mass of cavalry emerging from the distant horizon, with no end in sight.

"My Lord, the carriage of the Marquis of Zhenbei is coming."

Huang San rushed out of the cavalry formation and came to report.

(End of this chapter)