Madam General, please run slower.

Li fell backward on the stone bed, breathing heavily.

"Master, are you... okay?" Tanghulu asked worriedly.

"Do I look okay to you?" Li didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to cast a cleansing spell on himself. "Now can you tell me what this rippling water is?"

"Ahem, here I tell you." Tanghulu didn't want to talk about this topic, but due to Li's pressure, he had to say: "It's nothing, it's just a little bit..."

"What did you say?" Li didn't hear Tanghulu's words clearly at all.

Tanghulu mumbled again, but Li still didn't hear clearly, "Tanghulu, are you itchy?"

Li's consciousness sank into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and he grabbed the little black ball and started to pull it. Tanghulu covered his bald head and dodged repeatedly, "I'll tell you, it's just a little old brain marrow."

"Brain marrow? Just that?" Li suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, but she had already digested it, and she couldn't vomit it out even if she wanted to. "So how long can this Lianliu water delay the decay of my body?"

"Five years, if the master does not use his spiritual power drastically."

Hearing Tanghulu's words, Li rubbed her eyebrows irritably. She had been in excruciating pain for at least decades. What could she do in just five years? Why didn't Lian Liushui kill her directly from the pain?

“Master, don’t be discouraged. With Tanghulu here, you will definitely be able to reach the Nascent Soul stage and reshape your body in five years.” Thinking of Tanghulu, he became full of energy.

"Then do as you think." Li sighed heavily. She could indeed feel the spiritual power reflected by the rippling water, which proved that Tanghulu was not fooling her. It was feasible to follow its plan. However, Tanghulu was hiding something from her, so she had to reciprocate.

"It's great that the master can think it through." Seeing that the master finally listened to his advice, Tanghulu jumped around excitedly, "Then the master, take a rest first, and Tanghulu will see where to go next."

Li Qing responded, closed her eyes and cleared her mind. She was very interested in what would happen in the future. These days were much more interesting than when she was in Muying.

^-^-^

On this side, before Wu Huang returned to the capital, his express letter was delivered to Yu Xun.

Yu Xun looked at the thick album that came with the letter and was a little bit unbelievable. He thought that something extraordinary had happened to Wu Yu in the Western Regions and that he could only use this method to send him the news.

Yu Xun didn't even bother to read the letter and hurriedly opened the album.

After seeing the person in the painting clearly, Yu Xun suddenly retracted his hand, and when the painting slipped out of his hand and was about to fall to the ground, he quickly jumped over and caught the painting. His heart was beating like a war drum, and Yu Xun turned his head away and tried his best to control his thoughts, but his eyes could not help but glance at the painting.

After one glance, two glances, perhaps remembering that this was in his own study and there was no one else around, Yu Xun could no longer control himself and began to look around wantonly.

The girl was wearing bold clothes, and she looked at him with a sweet smile through the portrait. This was a scene that Yu Xun had never dared to dream of, and many fantasies about her emerged in his mind. After realizing what he was thinking, Yu Xun suddenly turned the painting upside down on the desk, hunched over and panted heavily, and reached out to look for the letter that he had thrown aside from the beginning.

In the letter, Wu Huang briefly explained what had happened, and when talking about the portrait, he specifically emphasized that the little princess had agreed.

After reading the letter, Yu Xun calmed down a little. He looked at the stack of portraits lying upside down on the table and was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

This vixen was good at acting. It went without saying how she persuaded the King of the West to send out troops when she dressed like that and entered and left the King's Palace. He knew that she would not let him suffer any loss, but he still felt angry for no reason in his heart.

His despicable nature made him unwilling to let Qu Tangli's seductive scene appear in front of others, not even Wu Zhuo, let alone the drunken and lusty Western King. Yu Xun wanted to rush to the Western Regions right now to dig out the Western King's eyes, bring Qu Tangli back and lock her up in the mansion, never allowing her to go out again.

This was the first time that Yu Xun wanted to get someone so badly. But as soon as this thought came to his mind, Yu Xun leaned back in his chair in frustration. Now he had no right to be angry, nor did he have the right to do this.

For Qu Tangli, this was just a deal between her and Wu Huang. It was no big deal to get paid for the work.

After thinking it through, Yu Xun was only angry at himself.

When Wei Yi came to report the news, he rarely saw that his master was not busy with official business, but staring at the table in a daze.

"master."

Hearing Wei Yi's voice, Yu Xun suddenly came back to his senses and reflexively reached out to cover the painting on the table, "Get out!"

Wei Yi responded lightly and quickly withdrew. From his master's reaction, he knew that the upside-down paper on the table was definitely not simple. Wei Yi, who had worked for Yu Xun for many years, had already noticed the changes in his master during this period of time, and secretly guessed that this matter must be related to the little princess.

When Yu Xun called Wei Yi out again, the album on the desk was gone.

Wei Yi lowered his head and reported the intelligence he had just obtained, "Master, the man in the palace passed away in the early hours of yesterday morning. This news cannot be suppressed for long."

"Well, everything is going according to plan." Yu Xun tapped the table lightly, no longer looking out of control, "What's going on in the Northern Territory?"

"My Lord, the Northern King has sufficient troops under his command. They are now divided into two groups. One group will stay at the border to suppress the barbaric enemies in the northern region, and the other group will go south to recruit refugees along the way. I believe they will be able to capture the capital soon."

"The prince is too busy ascending the throne to care about this. Continue to evacuate the people. The faster the better." As the last defense point of Qianwu, the capital city is indispensable. The people suffer when the city prospers and when it perishes. All they can do now is to prepare early and cover the people's evacuation to a safer area.

As for who will sit in that position in the end, Yu Xun is not as blindly loyal as his father. If the Qu family members cannot take care of the country, then someone else will come.

The two discussed the follow-up matters for a while, and half an hour later when Wei Yi left.

As soon as Wei Yi left, Yu Xun couldn't wait to take the portrait out of the cabinet. He looked so flustered, totally different from the calmness he had just shown in front of Wei Yi.

Looking at the tiny crease on the portrait caused by his haste, Yu Xun was very annoyed and tried to smooth out the mark with his hands again and again. But how could the mark be easily restored after it appeared?

The crease was not long, and if one did not look closely, one would only mistake it for the pattern of the person's clothes in the painting. As for this mark that could not be erased, all Yu Xun could do was to treat it more carefully and not add new marks to it.

Yu Xun mounted the portrait himself, not letting anyone else interfere. He tinkered day after day in the Jinli Hall, which had been rebuilt after being demolished by the little princess. Later, he simply moved all his official duties and bed into the hall and lived there directly.

The servants didn't know why the general did this, but the concubines knew it very well and they would gather together to discuss it from time to time.