Like the gentle flutter of butterfly wings.

It's like the gentle caress of white clouds.

It seemed like a breeze passing by, but it brought a scorching breath.

Cui Shuyan's lips fell gently and gently on Xie Xingyuan's lips.

gentle.

Indirect.

deep feeling.

It was as if there was a precious piece of porcelain under her lips that she had to treat well.

At the moment of the kiss, the satisfied face of Yelu Qi, the Regent of Daliang, flashed across the screen.

Then came the sound of his hands clapping and cheering: "Great! That's great! Xie Xingyuan, the paralytic who had been paralyzed for three years, is finally dead!"

Cui Shuyan's heart suddenly ached.

After many kisses, she has figured out some patterns.

No matter how she kissed, the scenes that appeared in her mind were those from her previous life, some that happened when she was under house arrest, and some that happened after her death.

This time, the picture shows Xie Xingyuan dying after being paralyzed for three years.

Seeing this, Cui Shuyan kissed Xie Xingyuan more gently.

But at the same time, a question arose in her mind.

According to this calculation, it will take a year for such a thing to happen in this life.

For some reason, it happened a year earlier.

At this time, Cui Shuyan had no time to think about these things, because as she kissed, the pictures in her mind also changed.

Some of his subordinates suggested that Yelu Wei should immediately petition the Emperor of Daliang to send troops to Da Qi to recover all the losses he had suffered at the hands of Da Qi.

However, Yelu Wei was very cautious: "No. Although Xie Xingyuan is a military commander, he is an old fox. It is possible that he faked his death."

After pondering for a moment, Yelu Wei made a prompt decision: "How about this, I will ask His Majesty to lead the Daliang delegation to Daqi to find out the truth. If we find out that Xie Xingyuan is really dead, and now we have a powerful weapon in our hands, this battle will be a sure win!"

A sharp weapon in hand.

Cui Shuyan keenly captured these four words.

This weapon is naturally a weapon.

This discovery coincides with the conclusions of Xie Xingyuan and others.

However, Cui Shuyan was a little confused. According to the content presented in the picture, in his previous life, Yelu Wei planned to go on a diplomatic mission to Da Qi only after receiving the news of Xie Xingyuan's death.

Why did Yelu Wei make such a decision this time when Xie Xingyuan was fine?

There must be something fishy behind this incident.

Just as Cui Shuyan was racking her brains to find the answer, at this moment, in the palace, Princess Heshuo Chang, in plain clothes and skirt, came to the outside of the Qinzheng Hall.

Because of the peace talks, Emperor Zhaowu and his court officials spent some time discussing matters, so even this late, Emperor Zhaowu was still dealing with memorials.

Princess Heshuo came closer and knelt down: "Brother, I have a favor to ask."

"No." Upon hearing Princess Heshuo's voice, Emperor Zhaowu stopped writing with the red brush in his hand, but did not look up at her and directly refused.

"Brother, since Daliang dares to be so arrogant, it must have a backup plan. In this case, if the peace talks fail, then we have to go to war. Once the war starts, all lives will be lost. Can you really bear it?"

Emperor Zhaowu remained silent, but the hand holding the red pen tightened its grip.

"Brother, as the eldest princess, I have been supported by the people for many years. This time, I should do something for Da Qi. If I die in Daliang, I can also use this opportunity to boost the morale of Da Qi's soldiers. As the saying goes, an army of mourners will win. By then..."

"Enough! I won't allow it!" In anger, Emperor Zhaowu threw away the red pen in his hand.

Yang Defu, who was serving on the side, was so frightened that he fell to his knees, shaking all over.

Princess Heshuo still looked directly at Emperor Zhaowu, tears flashing in her eyes: "Brother, I have heard everything that happened in the peace talks today. If you really need a princess to go to marry, it is better for me to go than to let my nieces go. They are still young and in their prime. They should not waste their time like this."

"So, you can just waste your time, right?"

"Brother, although I am the eldest princess, I have the freedom given to me by my father and you. I wanted to be a doctor, and I did. I wanted to save people with my medical skills, and I did. Now, I have no regrets. Rather than letting me grow old in this palace, it is better for me to make the most of my last value."

"I have already said that I will not allow it. Neither you nor any other princess will go to marry. At most, we can just fight."

At the end of his words, Emperor Zhaowu's voice was trembling slightly.

As an emperor, no matter what decision he made at this moment, it would be a dilemma for him.

If a war breaks out, it will be the people of Da Qi who will die.

By then, all lives will be destroyed. Is this the situation he wants to see?

If he does not go to war, he will have to send the princess to marry, and the prestige of the Great Qi will be completely destroyed.

At this moment, Emperor Zhaowu clenched his fists and said, "There must be a way. After going to war or not going to war, there may be a third possibility. The peace talks are still going on, and it is not time to make a decision."

"Royal brother, no matter which possibility it is, we must prepare in advance. Otherwise, princesses of marriageable age like Xiwei will be worried all day long."

"As a princess, if you don't even have this kind of character, then there's no need to be a princess."

As soon as Emperor Zhaowu finished his angry words, a eunuch reported from outside: "Your Majesty, Princess Mingxi hanged herself. Fortunately, she was rescued in time..."

"What!" Emperor Zhaowu immediately stood up and walked out.

Princess Heshuo thought about it and followed closely.

The two walked along the road and arrived outside Princess Mingxi's palace.

Before he even stepped into the main hall, he heard the Queen's voice rebuking him: "Mingxi, the Daliang delegation is still in the capital. You caused such a scene. Where does this put the reputation of our Great Qi?"

"Mother, I am just a weak woman and cannot bear such a serious crime. But I know in my heart that my mother died early and I have no one to support me. This marriage will inevitably fall on me. Rather than going to Da Qi to suffer humiliation, it is better to die like this!"

"Then you will die!"

Emperor Zhaowu's angry voice shocked everyone present and made them kneel down.

Even Princess Mingxi forgot to cry at this time. She knelt down on the ground in panic, and the marks on her neck were very eye-catching.

"Mingxi, although your mother is gone, your queen mother is still here, and I am still here. When you say that you have no one to support you, do you mean that both I and your queen mother are dead?"

Princess Mingxi was so frightened that she trembled: "Your Highness, Your Highness dares not."

"Don't dare? If you can do something like committing suicide, what else can you not dare to do? Let's not talk about the fact that the peace talks have no results. Even if there are results, you shouldn't do this!"

"Father, I'm afraid..." Princess Mingxi cried and sobbed, unable to utter complete sentences.

"From now on, you will reflect on your mistakes behind closed doors and don't need to go out." Emperor Zhaowu said coldly.

Princess Mingxi hurriedly agreed, but looked at Princess Heshuo with a sad face.

Emperor Zhaowu originally wanted to leave, but when he saw Princess Mingxi's eyes, he couldn't help but look around.

Only then did he realize that almost all the princesses present were looking at Princess Heshuo Chang.

The Heshuo Princess' face had already turned pale!

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