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After going through so much trouble to bring these 5,000 cavalrymen into Daxia, the King of Inner North originally intended to use courtesy before force.

This so-called etiquette is to learn from the Eastern Japanese and discuss diplomatic affairs with Xia Hong first.

But now Xia Hong ignored the affairs of state, and the memorial presented to Shen Jinmo and Xun Xiang ended in vain.

These so-called soldiers could not possibly lead only 5,000 cavalrymen to charge into the imperial city and start a war with Daxia.

Instead, he planned to take advantage of this opportunity to enter the Divine Capital to kidnap a few favored princes and grandchildren of the emperor and exchange them for some gold, silver and food for emergency use.

Who would have thought that he would meet a prince like Xia Ling who intended to kill his father?

As long as he could get Dingxi and Beixin counties, it would take no more than ten years, and his Neibei Iron Cavalry would be able to roam between the mountains and seas in the northwest.

If the time is right, they can directly swallow up Daxia and seize the Central Plains.

Now, those people of Daxia who looked down on them and called them Tartars will all kneel down and become slaves of the Inner Northerners.

"The King of Inner North's words are nothing but a fool's dream."

Throughout history, any emperor who lost an inch of land would be insulted by his descendants for thousands of years.

Even his father, Emperor Xia Hong, had to fight a war to overthrow his clan to resist the humiliation he suffered in the past after he had firmly established his rule over the country.

Xia Ling, how dare you agree to this condition?

He uttered a firm half-sentence of rebuke, but when he thought that Xia Hong could take his life at any time, Xia Ling softened his attitude.

No one in this world cares about him, so naturally he doesn't need to care about anyone else.

"I feel that the King of Inner North is not sincere enough in cooperating with me."

The King of Inner North, who had originally planned to change the two counties into one county when Xia Ling was furious, was overjoyed to see this change.

Xia Ling really needed the 5,000 cavalrymen he had.

Suppressing his joy, the Inner North King stood up and walked towards the door: "In this case, Your Highness, just pretend that I have never been here today."

As soon as the King of Neibei's hand fell on the door, he heard Xia Ling's voice from behind to stop him: "King of Neibei, let's talk it over."

The King of Inner North seemed to be angry, puffing his beard and glaring.

"I am risking the destruction of my country and my race if I fail. What I want is for the descendants of Inner North to live and work in peace and contentment. If the Crown Prince doesn't allow me, how can I dare to accompany him in this gamble?"

"I understand the inner north king's love for his people."

Xia Ling put his arm around the Inner North King's shoulders, patted him a few times to comfort him, and then said, "Xun Qing, please prepare the writing brush and ink."

After everything was settled, Xia Ling stamped his crown prince's seal on the wall. When it got darker, Xia Ling and the King of Inner North disguised themselves and went outside the city to review the cavalry.

When returning to the city, Xia Ling took Xun Lan with him and inspected all the boats heading south when no one was paying attention.

After returning to Prince Ling's Mansion, Xia Ling and Prince Neibei drank wine while looking for a place for the cavalrymen to stay.

The moon was already dark, and Xia Ling, who had drunk too much in high spirits, was helped by Xun Lan to get on the carriage back to the East Palace.

The tightly closed palace gate was opened for Xia Ling. Xun Lan, who was supposed to be sent only here, hid behind Xia Ling while being a little drunk and avoided the routine inspection of the imperial guards.

When they arrived at the Eastern Palace, Xun Lan directly asked the eunuch to send Xia Ling to the prince's bedroom.

But halfway through the journey, Xia Ling suddenly stopped.

"I have married the Crown Princess but have not yet consummated my marriage. I want to try out General Han, who spends her days with men. How is she different from other women?"

He pushed away Xun Lan who wanted to comfort him, and then looked at the eunuchs who wanted to support him: "You slaves who don't even have any roots, what are you doing following me?"

The smile on his face became more and more vulgar. Xia Ling directly teased the Crown Princess whom he married in a formal ceremony: "Even if I let you play with me, you can't play."

The servants, who had been bowing their heads, knelt on the ground and prostrated themselves upon hearing this. It was not until Xia Ling staggered away that they came back to their senses.

Xun Lan had long since lost the drunkenness in his body. He took the lantern from the eunuch and said, "Everyone, please leave and have a rest. I will follow the prince from a distance and there will be no trouble."

Even if Xia Ling was at his peak, he could not be a match for Han Shu.

He took out a medicine bag from his sleeve and, while fiddling with the candle wick, dipped the medicine powder into the lamp oil.

All the eunuchs and guards in the Crown Princess's bedroom were driven out. Even the maid who served Han Shu stood guard at the door after preparing all the bathing and washing supplies.

Green smoke curled out of the lantern. Xun Lan hid behind the rockery and covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief coated with medicine.

Outside the bedroom, servants who were doing their duties fell one after another. Xun Lan crawled out of the rockery in the inner courtyard and burned the lantern in his hand clean with the lamp oil.

Xun Lan even wrapped the last bit of ashes in a handkerchief and scattered them into the pool.

No matter what his status is, Xun Lan has no right to tell Han Shu how to act.

All he could do was to shut up those burdens that might affect Han Shu's judgment.

The lights in the bedroom had long been turned off. Xun Lan stood against the hanging flower door. He had neither the courage to take another step inside, nor the choice to leave everything in the bedroom and turn around and leave.

The sound of the palace door opening was particularly clear in the silent night. Xun Lan quickly turned around and looked towards the bedroom.

I saw a woman in nightgown and with her hair loosened, walking out of the bedroom with a lantern in her hand.

Xun Lan quickly withdrew his gaze, not wanting to see anything inappropriate.

With an unknown mentality, Xun Lan actually walked out of the Chuihua Gate and then hid himself in the rockery.

The lights were getting closer and closer, and the shadow refracted by the fire briefly overlapped with Xun Lan's shadow, then quickly separated.

It was just like that year when the two of them left the Golden Palace together, their shadows overlapping and then separating on the palace road illuminated by the setting sun.

I closed my eyes and covered my chest tightly to suppress the pain and itchiness in my heart.

The next moment, he was pushed directly onto the uneven stones of the rockery.

"Xun Lan, Xia Ling tricked me into drinking the love potion."

In fact, she could bear it. Soaking in cold water for a night was nothing to Han Shu.

But when she pushed the door open and saw the palace maids and eunuchs sleeping on the floor, she knew Xun Lan was there.

Now that Xun Lan was here, Han Shu, who had been tortured by the court for several days, suddenly didn't want to endure it anymore.

Han Shu had never walked the path that the world had set for women.

She wouldn't leave before, and she won't leave now.

Han Shu trapped Xun Lan between the rocks and her body, feeling incredibly hot, fragrant and soft.

The people who had appeared in Xunlan’s dreams countless times began to overlap.

Xunlan's heart was beating like a drum.

Xun Lan didn't dare to open his eyes.

Han Shu's fingertips first brushed Xun Lan's trembling eyelashes, then ignorantly followed Xun Lan's ups and downs of chest, and landed on the purse on Xun Lan's waist.

"Xia Ling was knocked unconscious by me and he won't wake up for a while. Can you help me?"

Shaking his head: "Shu'er, no matter what happens, as long as you are willing, I will marry you."

A formal marriage, a ten-mile dowry, farewell from relatives and friends, a wedding ceremony, a wedding night, the birth of children, and a long life together.

Xun Lan has an almost harsh plan for his and Han Shu's future.

Don't want to make a mistake in any step, and don't want to mess up any step.