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Chapter 97 Jealousy (8)

Hearing this, Xia Houling immediately cast a look of hatred, "You still know that I'm a master, so I'm turning my elbow away for you?!"

"I don't." Qiqi doesn't understand why Xia Houling is so angry, she just wants to be punished for Chunyuyi, even if he saves him, she is just a slave, isn't she?
"No?" Xia Houling went straight to her bed, pinched her chin and raised her face, "If you want to climb the dragon and become the phoenix, you have to see what kind of thing you are, and if you see the emperor's relatives, you will stick to him?"

Qiqi shook her head in pain, Xia Houling said to herself, "I don't understand what it means to climb a dragon and attach a phoenix, eh? If King De wants you someday, will you follow him?"

Qiqi shook her head without thinking, "He doesn't like me."

Sure enough, I have this idea...

"Snapped--"

A loud slap made Qi Qi fall on the bed, Qi Qi covered her face, and the wetness oozing from the corner of her mouth pressed against her palm.

"You lowly slave! Let me see if you dare to think like that again!" Xia Houling withdrew her hot palm, slowly clenched her fist, and walked out angrily.

His thoughts became more and more elusive, Qi Qi hid her face in the quilt, didn't she break those delusions a long time ago, why did she feel heartbroken for his anger, he was always out of reach for her, right...

Time is like an hourglass, another two years have passed by.

Xia Houling went smoothly in the war to the extreme, and Mo Zhan, the first general sent by the Northern Kingdom, was no match for him at all. Xia Houling took ten large and small cities in the Northern Kingdom in a row, and the Northern Kingdom sent a peace agreement to kill all the opponent's courtiers.

The imperial court also issued an imperial decree to discuss peace, aiming to stop further wars in order to save lives, but Xia Houling burned the imperial decree with fire, which was outrageous.

The imperial court cut off Xia Houling's food and salary, and Xia Houling took the food from the North Kingdom as military rations, and took the supplies from the North Kingdom as soldiers' military pay. The capture of the North Kingdom never stopped.

Mo Zhan was so weak after losing many battles, he kept retreating.

(End of this chapter)