The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

Beiding Pass, midnight.

"Brother Yan, thank you for saving my life just now." The man was wearing the armor and weapons of an ordinary soldier, with only a simple bandage on his left shoulder, and the bandage was soaked with bright red blood.

The one called Brother Yan was Yan Cheng'an, who left Nanmeng and traveled to the Beiliang military camp.

After guarding the border for several days, the wind and sand had left marks on his face.

The idle little tyrant and dandy prince in the city of Bianjing in the past has bid farewell to the past and become a soldier wielding swords on the battlefield.

At the border where the wind was blowing, a fire was burning in the tents where the camps were set up. Many dead bodies were buried in the vast sandy land.

This is the cruelty of war. In order to protect their loved ones in the city, they are willing to exchange their blood for a pure land.

Yan Chengan took the kettle from the man and drank it all.

It has been several days since he arrived at Beiding Pass, and his immense hatred for Meng Ziyan has turned into bravery on the battlefield. His outstanding martial arts have made Yan Cheng'an admired by everyone in the military camp at Beiding Pass.

Just now, Yan Cheng'an saved the soldiers who fought alongside him while killing the enemies, and also won the hearts of the soldiers in the barracks.

"Yan Cheng'an, come with me." A man in white armor with silver flowing clouds suddenly appeared from behind and spoke by name.

"General Duan." The soldiers around the military camp saluted the newcomer. He was the highest-ranking general in the Beidingguan military camp, Duan Yuanqing.

Yan Cheng'an followed him into the tent, and Duan Yuanqing's powerful voice followed.

"I remember that you are from Nanmeng."

Duan Yuanqing frowned slightly, and Yan Chengan came with a letter of recommendation. The letter was sent from Sun Moon Villa, so Duan Yuanqing kept Yan Chengan.

The power of Sun Moon Villa is not limited to Nanmeng, to be precise, it is more like a gang force.

It has businesses in both Nanmeng and Beiliang, and this mysterious force is extremely powerful in martial arts. The courts of Nanmeng and Beiliang have to give some face to the people of Sun Moon Villa.

Yan Cheng'an is from Nanmeng, and only Duan Yuanqing knows about this.

"Yes."

Yan Cheng'an did not intend to hide his identity, but Duan Yuanqing seemed to be helping him conceal it deliberately, so that no one in the military camp at Beidingguan knew that Yan Cheng'an was from Nanmeng.

"Then why did you come to the Beiliang military camp?" Duan Yuanqing tapped the table with his fingers.

Yan Chengan showed no fear: "Emperor Nanmeng killed my entire family. Chengan and Nanmeng have long had a blood feud."

No one expected Yan Cheng'an to be so frank. When he said this, the veins on his clenched fists bulged, as if he was enduring extremely painful memories.

Feeling Yan Chengan's emotions, Duan Yuanqing reached out and patted Yan Chengan on the shoulder.

"With your martial arts skills, you shouldn't be unknown in the martial arts world." Duan Yuanqing comforted Yan Chengan and continued:

"I heard that the Duke of Yan's family, which had been military commanders for generations, rebelled and was massacred. The surname Yan is not common in Nanmeng."

It seemed that Duan Yuanqing already knew Yan Chengan's identity. Yan Chengan remained silent, which was considered as his agreement with Duan Yuanqing's words.

"Don't be nervous, I won't make this public." Duan Yuanqing pursed his lips.

"I am also from Nanmeng. I entered the military camp due to some chance. No matter what you have been through, since you have chosen this path, you must put aside your thoughts and serve Beiliang."

Yan Cheng'an looked at Duan Yuanqing in surprise. He was also from Nanmeng.

"General Duan, rest assured. Now that we are here, we should make the best of it. Cheng'an has already made the decision."

Yan Cheng'an said firmly that he had only one thought in his mind, which was to personally cut off Meng Ziyan's head to comfort the brave and loyal souls of the Duke of Yan's Mansion for generations.

"Starting tomorrow, you will be by my side. With such strength, you shouldn't be just an ordinary soldier." Duan Yuanqing looked at Yan Cheng'an with some approval in his eyes.

The Third Prince had just established his foothold in the court and was in need of someone new. Duan Yuanqing had a sharp eye and could tell at a glance that Yan Chengan was no ordinary person.

He was ruthless on the battlefield and had excellent martial arts skills. If Yan Chengan lived up to his expectations, Duan Yuanqing would consider recommending Yan Chengan to Xie Lin.

Yan Cheng'an understood that Duan Yuanqing was giving him a chance and thanked him hastily.

From this point on, his arduous journey in the military camp had just begun.

Time is like a gentle hand hidden in the darkness. In the blink of an eye, the stars move and the sky changes.

Half a year has passed in a flash again.

"How many times have I told you not to open your clothes in public? It's not decent to do that in broad daylight."

"Also, Xiaohong, don't keep looking at me like that, or I'll tie you to the tree and hang you for a whole day and night."

"What? The cook in the small kitchen asked for leave again. His mother gets sick on the first and fifteenth of every month, and stays sick for three days. She is more accurate than the calendar. Go and bring him back to this princess. Whoever dares to let him out in the future will be punished according to the palace rules."

Meng Xuanhe's threatening voice was heard, and her furious mood echoed throughout the princess's mansion.

Is there no one in her princess's mansion who can give her peace of mind?

By the way, since she couldn't remember the names of her lovers, she named them after their clothes.

Xiaohong often wears red, so she is named Xiaohong. There are also Xiaohuang, Xiaolu, Xiaolan, Xiaozi, Xiaobai and Xiaohei.

All the handsome and good-looking men in the family were given these messy names by her.

I still remember that when she announced this "imperial edict", Ying Wugui was trying hard to hold back her laughter and tried not to look at the expressions of her concubines who looked as if they had swallowed a fly.

"Your Highness, the cook has been invited back."

After the guards of the princess's mansion finished speaking, they pushed a fat little cook towards Meng Xuanhe. The princess was currently in a rage and was scolding someone, so it was better to let the little cook bear it alone.

"You want to be lazy again. As a punishment, you are not allowed to eat today." Meng Xuanhe narrowed his eyes, and the fat little chef looked aggrieved.

He works as a cook just to eat. This punishment from the princess is too heavy.

Ying Wugui unexpectedly came to the courtyard today to watch Meng Xuanhe scolding someone. He waited until Meng Xuanhe had vented his anger before he leisurely stood beside Meng Xuanhe.

"Your Highness, would you like to hear about the current situation in Beiliang?" Ying Wugui said beside Meng Xuanhe.

Meng Xuanhe is a smart person. She knows that Ying Wugui gets information faster than anyone else.

There are many things that even the royal family of Nanmeng does not know yet, but Ying Wugui has already learned the inside information of Beiliang.

Although she was curious about who Ying Wugui was, she was more concerned about Xie Lin's affairs at the moment.

"think."

Meng Xuanhe immediately pulled Ying Wugui into the inner room. There were many people in the courtyard, so it would be better for them to find a corner and discuss the matter while eating melon seeds.

Half a year later, the summer heat returned. This year, Nanmeng was peaceful, but Beiliang was not.

Just three months ago, the Emperor of Beiliang died of poison. Xie Lin legitimately ascended the throne and took the position respected by everyone in Beiliang.

When Meng Xuanhe first heard the news, he was not as happy as he should have been. The sky that day seemed no different from usual, and there was no sign of auspicious signs from the sky.

So the real plot ends on the day when Xie Lin unified the two countries, beheaded the princess, and married Li Chuan.

In other words, Meng Xuanhe still faces the danger of being hunted down by Xie Lin.