Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

Xie Fei and the others gave Xie Zhixing some time to calm down. After all, this matter was a small one, and bigger things were yet to come.

After the Northern Army arrived in Mocheng, they started fighting with the Gada tribe. The battle lasted for three months.

Xie Fei had already sent the news that Xie Zhixing was safe back to Kyoto. He and Zhou Xing did not go back, but stayed in Yancheng.

In mid-July, Jiang Zhe told them a shocking news.

The current emperor is seriously ill and bedridden, and Prince Qing is acting as regent.

Kyoto has changed.

The emperor has no children. If he dies, the throne will definitely fall to one of the princes. At present, the most likely candidate is Prince Qing.

But some people were dissatisfied with this. After Prince Qing took control of the government for half a month, the southwest was in turmoil and some people rose up in rebellion, wanting to support the government.

What’s more important is that he was holding a flag with the word “Daliang” written on it.

After seeing this news, Xie Fei frowned and said, "This is forcing Xie Zhixing to become a rebel!"

"It is true in history," Zhou Xing said. "As long as his surname is Xie and he is the former crown prince's posthumous son, there will be countless people willing to rise up in his name. Even if he does not want revenge, someone will force him to take this path."

Xie Fei was puzzled and said, "But OL said that Xie Zhixing was destined to be an emperor and the future ruler of the world, which means he will sit in that position in the future."

"Then something went wrong in the process." Zhou Xing rubbed his face and whispered, "Calculating the time, we should go back to Kyoto."

He was right. At the end of July, the Gada tribe was defeated by the Northern Army, the fighting stopped, and an imperial decree was sent from the palace, ordering the Northern Army to return to the capital.

When Xie Zhixing knew that he had to return to Kyoto, he felt nervous and hesitant.

After thinking for a while, he found that he did have feelings for Zhou Jinli. He was even secretly delighted when he knew that they had no blood relationship.

After the Northern Army arrived in Yancheng, Xie Fei ran into Xie Zhixing again. This time, Xie Zhixing took the initiative to invite them to return to Beijing together.

He has made great military achievements and will definitely be rewarded after returning to Kyoto. If Xie Fei is still willing, he can invite him to be his retainer.

Xie Fei looked at the boy's sincere face and felt a little sad. Is this who he was back then?

"Maybe after you return to Kyoto, you will face more things. Everything may be beyond your ability to bear." Xie Fei reminded him.

Xie Zhixing lowered his eyes and whispered, "Are you talking about the uprising in the southwest?"

Xie Fei really wanted to tell him more than just this, but in the end he didn't say it out loud.

"When I return to Kyoto, I will volunteer to lead the troops to the southwest." Xie Zhixing thought that if this matter was really caused by him, he must solve it personally.

Xie Fei and Zhou Xing looked at each other. It seemed that the historical split occurred here.

No one knew what happened when Xie Zhixing went to the southwest. When he came back, he had become the leader of the rebels.

Xie Fei glanced at the little fox eating quietly in Xie Zhixing's arms. He reached out to pinch its paw, scaring the little fox.

Maybe it has something to do with Xie Bai?

The system is determined to make Xie Zhixing the ruler of the world, and will definitely force him onto the path of rebellion. From rebellion to ascending the throne, every step is planned.

But in the end, he still underestimated the relationship between Xie Zhixing and Zhou Jinli.

After several days of travel, they finally returned to Kyoto.

Crowds of people were surging in the streets and alleys, filled with cheers of joy.

The commander of the Northern Army, Xie Ting, entered the palace with his deputy general and Xie Zhixing. Xie Fei and his men first returned to the Koi Courtyard, and then in order to watch the excitement, a group of people sneaked into the palace.

Jiang Zhi said that she just wanted to see the tragic love story between Xie Zhixing and Zhou Jinli.

After all, Zhou Jinli and Chen Shuangling’s marriage will be settled at the palace banquet tonight.

The palace was also bustling with activity. Xie Zhixing didn't even have time to return to Prince Qing's Mansion. He changed his clothes temporarily and entered the palace immediately. No matter what, he couldn't suppress his anticipation.

But in the end, it was broken by the imperial decree granting the marriage.

He sat at the back of the seats, looking at the couple kneeling in front of the hall, feeling bitter in his heart, and even drinking several glasses of wine could not suppress the sourness.

He left slowly only after the emperor issued an edict commending the Northern Army and everyone else.

When she turned around, she just missed Zhou Jinli's gaze. His dark eyes were like a bottomless spring that seemed to want to swallow her up.

Xie Fei, who secretly saw this scene, touched his chin and said, "Guess what Zhou Jinli is thinking at this moment?"

Zhou Xing said calmly: "As long as he sits on the throne, he feels that whatever he wants, he will get it in the end."

Xie Fei sighed faintly and said, "But power ultimately couldn't keep the person he wanted."

Xie Zhixing was appointed as a sixth-rank captain of the Northern Army. Before he returned to Prince Qing's Mansion, the housekeeper of Prince Qing's Mansion came to find him and informed him of everything that had happened in the mansion during the time he was away.

"Thank you, I understand what father means." Xie Zhixing lowered his eyes, as if he was drunk, and his expression was a little decadent. "Please also tell father that I will leave Kyoto after my brother's wedding is over."

"Are you leaving again? Where are you planning to go this time?" Zhou Jinli's sinister voice came from behind him.

Xie Zhixing was startled and turned around quickly. Before he could even see the person clearly, he was embraced. The strong arms were tightly around his waist, and the back of his neck was pinched tightly by the broad palm, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Uncle Yan, please step back first."

The housekeeper looked at the two of them, his expression as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. Under pressure from Zhou Jinli, he hurriedly left.

The moment the courtyard gate closed, Xie Zhixing felt like he had become the bird trapped in the cage again.

"You never told me when you joined the Northern Army. You never told me when you were safe after the danger, and you never told me when you came back. You haven't written to me in the past six months. Did I spoil you too much? Xie Zhixing." Zhou Jinli's voice was very cold. He said this with gritted teeth, and his expression seemed like he was enduring something.

"I forgot." Faced with his series of answers, Xie Zhixing could only give this perfunctory explanation bitterly.

As he finished speaking, he pinched the back of his neck even harder.

A faint smell of blood filled the air between the two of them. The wound on Xie Zhixing's shoulder split open, staining his clothes red.

Zhou Jinli panicked instantly, loosened his hand, looked nervously at the bloodstain on his shoulder, and asked, "Why didn't you tell me you were injured?"

"It's not a big deal." Xie Zhixing looked at the tension on his face and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he asked unwillingly, "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing as your brother's marriage?"

"Come into the house first and take a look at your wound." Zhou Jinli forcefully brought him into the house.

He carefully tore off Xie Zhixing's clothes, and the smell of blood mixed with the bitter smell of medicine filled the air.

"You've been by my side for seventeen years, and I've never let you get hurt so badly. Feifei, you've grown up."

Seeing him bandaging his wound with great seriousness, Xie Zhixing burst into tears. The tears fell one by one, hot and bitter.

"Brother, let's stop arguing and let me go, okay?"