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Chapter 36: Liangzhou Ghost Soldiers (Part )

Chapter 37

"Xiang Xiaoyuan, you don't really think that a mere butcher like you is worthy of the crown prince, do you?"

Xiang Xiaoyuan looked up at Xie Yunxue who had a cold expression on her face.

He sat upright at the desk, neatly dressed, with a picturesque look.

Xie Yunxue carefully tidied up the robe that was crumpled by Xiang Xiaoyuan. The crown prince's robes were made of high-quality silk, which was soft, smooth and wrinkle-free.

The traces of Xiang Xiaoyuan were quickly smoothed out by the jade-like finger bones.

Not at all.

Whether in her youth or now, Xie Yunxue is as quiet as the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

High above, an existence beyond her reach.

What qualifications does she have to care about the moon?

Xiang Xiaoyuan pursed her lips, unsure of what to say. After enduring for a moment, she said, "I know there's a world of difference between me and Your Highness. I've never thought of... becoming the Crown Princess."

Her feelings towards Xie Yunxue were very conflicted. On the one hand, she knew that he was the son of her enemy, but on the other hand, she treated him as an old friend.

Xiang Xiaoyuan deceived herself and told herself that she contacted Xie Yunxue just to assassinate Xie Zhen.

But she knew that she also regarded Xie Yunxue as a friend, so she had no grudges and talked to him and acted with him.

But now, Xie Yunxue has become the arrogant crown prince that Xiang Xiaoyuan imagined.

His phoenix eyes no longer had any warmth, and he coldly questioned her—

"Xiang Xiaoyuan, you're trying so hard to please me. What exactly do you want from me?"

"Xiang Xiaoyuan, it is important for a person to know himself. You don't think that just because I have a little favor from you, you are qualified to become the Crown Princess, do you?"

"Xiang Xiaoyuan, don't do things that make people laugh."

He spoke decisively. He had lost the patience to play with common people like Xiang Xiaoyuan.

Xie Yunxue was somewhat kind to Xiang Xiaoyuan, but Xiang Xiaoyuan became shameless and thought he was still the gentle and amiable young man from his youth.

Xiang Xiaoyuan should have understood long ago that Xie Yunxue and Xie Zhen were birds of a feather. He had changed long ago.

She approached Xie Yunxue shamelessly, and her sincere attempt to make friends was seen by Xie Yunxue as a means of currying favor and begging for mercy.

Xiang Xiaoyuan's palms were sweating. She leaned against the floor and suddenly felt cold all over. The chill ran from her palms to her back.

Xiang Xiaoyuan carefully curled her fingertips.

She didn't cry, nor did she feel uncomfortable. She just lowered her head and said dryly, "I know. It was my humble position... I overstepped my bounds."

When Eunuch Fusheng lifted the curtain to report that "all the assassins have been killed by the secret guards", Xiang Xiaoyuan took the opportunity to get out of the carriage and walked away with a lonely back.

Fusheng glanced at the distraught Xiang Xiaoyuan and couldn't help but wonder if the two of them had had another quarrel.

But he didn't dare to ask too much, for fear that Xie Yunxue would vent her anger on him, so he could only play deaf and dumb, and only told Xie Yunxue some of the things about the enemy being completely killed.

Xie Yunxue listened absentmindedly, occasionally speaking, "Send a message to His Majesty about this."

There was no need for him to investigate the mastermind behind the assassination; Emperor Xie Zhen would take action himself.

"Yes." Fusheng responded timidly.

Fusheng was about to leave when Xie Yunxue suddenly called out to him, "Wait."

Fusheng turned around and asked, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Xie Yunxue thought of Xiang Xiaoyuan coming to his car, and his eyes always drifted to the honey-fried cherries on the side.

He thought for a moment and said, "The Xuanqi Division has done a great job in protecting the emperor. I'll give each of them a box of honey-fried fruit as a reward."

Fusheng was stunned: "Ah? Yes, yes, I will do it right away."

After getting off the car, he was still dizzy and muttered to himself: I have only heard of rewards of gold and silver, but when have I ever heard of rewards of honey-fried fruits?
After Fusheng left, Xie Yunxue turned her head and broke the arrow that shot into the carriage with her bare hands.

His palm was pierced by a wooden thorn, and blood was oozing out, the color was as bright red as plum blossoms, but Xie Yunxue remained indifferent.

He didn't feel any pain, but rather liked it, as it made him feel thankful. Xie Yunxue had long been accustomed to this... He didn't care how many scars he had, or how scarred his body would become after becoming the Dark Guard Huaiyu.

Whenever he performed a prayer, he would take off his heavy princely robe and carry it on his shoulders to show others.

The noble lady, who should have been flawless, was covered with knife and arrow wounds.

Immortal Zizhu wanted to ask something, but saw the prince's cold eyes and a smile in his voice: "Now that Wei is prosperous and well-off, it naturally attracts the attention of treacherous officials and treacherous parties. I was on a mission abroad and was accidentally assassinated. I have many old wounds on my body. I wonder if this ugly body will destroy the power of the blessing talisman given by Immortal?"

Upon hearing this, Master Zizhu only smiled awkwardly, "Of course not. Even the bodies of those Taoist temples' old masters that remain in the human world are nothing more than clay and wooden bones. A few scars wouldn't destroy the law of nature. Your Highness is a body destined by heaven. As long as Your Highness prays sincerely, the talisman's efficacy will remain strong and will bless Your Majesty with a long and unending life."

"Really? That's the best." Xie Yunxue lowered her eyelashes and raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

He said no more.

Xie Yunxue is the body that Xie Zhen uses to avoid filth and a puppet to ward off disasters.

Trapped by imperial power, he had no choice but to live, with no way out. Only this body belonged to him, and only by harming himself in this way could Xie Yunxue experience a little... the comfort of regaining his freedom.

He finally let Xiang Xiaoyuan go.

He stopped the guards who wanted to go down the mountain to search for Xiang Xiaoyuan's life or death, and prevented his father from wiping out the roots.

Xiang Xiaoyuan is the spark planted by Xie Yunxue.

He naturally knew...what she wanted to do.

But Xie Yunxue did not stop her. He allowed her to return to the capital.

Although Xie Yunxue was puzzled as to why Xiang Xiaoyuan, a bird that should have been free, would fly back to the prison?
Why did she still want to be close to him, why did she still talk to him like she did when they were little?
Is Xiang Xiaoyuan too soft-hearted?

She is so stupid.

Xie Yunxue didn't want Xiang Xiaoyuan to be trapped in it, and didn't want her to end up as a dead dog.

Xie Yunxue originally thought that he could control his own feelings and would never get close to Xiang Xiaoyuan.

But now, he was too close to her.

So close that Xie Zhen might discover him.

This time, he would not give Xie Zhen a chance to strike.

At night, Xie Yunxue lay on his back in the tent. He fell asleep, which was a rare occurrence, and had a very long dream.

He dreamed that he was back in that snowy night in the mountains.

He sat at his desk reading a book. There was a charcoal brazier burning in the room, but his hands and feet were still cold.

Boom, boom, boom.

The door was knocked open by a small hand.

"Come in." Xie Yunxue said softly.

The door opened and a smiling face came in. It was Xiang Xiaoyuan holding Bai Xue.

She held the cute little rabbit in her arms and walked towards Xie Yunxue step by step.

She blinked, smiled, and asked him, "Your Highness, would you like to go out with me to feed the rabbits?"

Xie Yunxue was stunned.

He tilted his head and looked at the voluminous volumes of classics, history, and miscellaneous books, and at the mountains of important documents. He pursed his thin lips and remained silent for a long time.

Ke reached out to Xiaoyuan and held his little finger.

The warm body temperature dispelled Xie Yunxue's coldness.

For some reason, he suddenly held this hand.

He was led by Xiang Xiaoyuan out of the cold house and walked step by step into the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

Xie Yunxue escaped from the cage.

(End of this chapter)