The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and holds the power over the world

In the evening sunset, the man was covered with a layer of golden light, and the sky was full of clouds, unfolding in the sky behind him.

He seemed to walk out of a painting and gently held the woman's hand: "Thank you for your hard work, Ayan."

When Yan Longyi learned that Di Yulin was in the Mobei royal court, he only regretted that he could not immediately go to A Yan to kill him.

But he knew very well that defeating the King of Zuohe was his mission on this trip.

Si Yan's expression softened: "Your Highness has returned with a great victory. The mission of the Left and Central Armies has been completed."

Currently, only the right-wing army is heading north, and no news has been received about the battle with the enemy.

However, Si Yan already knew that his father led the Daxuan troops all the way north.

"I really want to thank Senior Boya and Senior Bo for their great help during this march."

Yan Longyi looked behind Si Yan and saw the man standing silently without saying a word.

They were able to successfully cross the Mobei grassland and overcome numerous crises, thanks to the great help given to them by the old senior Boyi.

On the unfamiliar grassland, the Yan army almost got lost several times. It was only with the help of the detailed map provided by Boya and the experienced guide, Senior Bo, that they were able to escape from danger.

Along the way, they also received a lot of care from people from Yayue Pavilion.

Boya nodded slightly to Yan Longyi with a smile on his lips.

As he spoke, a powerful voice rang out on the grassland.

"Little girl!"

An old man with white hair came towards them on horseback.

"Senior Bo." Si Yan smiled brightly and walked forward to greet him.

Bo Yu dismounted and glanced around: "Little girl, where is Xiaoya? Isn't she in your army?"

"Great uncle." Boya, dressed in black, walked out from behind Si Yan.

Bo Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "So you're here."

The old man's face was flushed and his eyes were bright.

Si Yan could feel that Senior Bo loved this free blue sky.

This vast world also belongs to him.

Once upon a time, in order to protect the Bo family treasury, Senior Bo shouldered the heavy responsibility and was trapped in Boao Mountain.

Now, he can finally return to the nature he loves.

Seeing that Boya was fine, Boyu felt relieved.

Yan Longyi looked at Si Yan and said, "Ah Yan, I heard that Lord Situ came to Mobei?"

"Yes, His Majesty sent my father to help. I haven't seen him yet, but there's news that he went north and reunited with General Yan Peng."

"Then we don't have to worry about the right-wing army." Yan Longyi has always been a little worried about Yan Peng.

Yan Peng had fought against the Hu Lu for many years and witnessed with his own eyes the Hu Lu burning, killing and looting on the northern border of Yan. Yan Peng hated the Hu Lu to the core.

He was worried that Yan Peng would act impulsively and suffer a loss in his battle against the experienced King Youhe.

"There's no need to worry. Most of the troops of the Hulu King's Court and the Zuohe King have been wiped out. We might as well take some of the troops and head north to join them."

"Okay." Yan Longyi clapped his hands in agreement. "Ayan is really thoughtful."

"The soldiers are exhausted after a fierce battle." Si Yan looked at Si Rong standing beside him and said, "Pass the order. The pursuing soldiers should withdraw gradually and wait for the entire left wing army to join them."

"Yes." Si Rong immediately went to pass on the order.

The sunset on the grassland is as red as fire, and the rays of light and clouds are chasing each other in the sky.

As night fell, smoke rose from the military camp and bonfires were lit on the grassland.

The soldiers were grilling beef and mutton, and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue.

"Ayan, the army is estimated to arrive at noon tomorrow."

Yan Longyi had just finished talking with the generals in the army and walked towards the woman sitting by a campfire.

When he set out, he brought an army of 20,000, but lost several thousand in the battle with the King of Zuohe.

After the defeat of King Zuohe, he fled all the way to the east. He selected a thousand elite soldiers to pursue him, and there were still ten thousand troops behind him.

"The King of Yan is indeed brave. With a thousand soldiers, he chased the King of Zuohe into a panic."

Si Yan couldn't help but think of the time when this man led 5,000 soldiers and annihilated tens of thousands of Liang Junshan's soldiers.

Now, a thousand men on horseback are chasing after King Zuohe, and he is frightened out of his wits.

Yan Longyi sat down next to Si Yan and said, "I guessed that the Prince of Zuohe would flee back to the Mobei Royal Court and might meet Ah Yan on the way, so I dared to chase him."

Si Yan didn't say anything. She came here because she wanted to meet Yan Longyi.

"Ayan, let me hug you..." Yan Longyi held back in front of the soldiers just now.

At this moment, the surroundings became quiet, and the longing in his heart overwhelmed him like a tide.

Si Yan smiled slightly and opened his arms to the man, and Yan Longyi hugged the woman tightly.

This time when he went deep into the Mobei grassland, he deeply experienced for the first time what it felt like to care about someone.

Endless grasslands, desolate sandstorms, unknown enemies...

In this unfamiliar environment, Yan Longyi had no thoughts about the State of Yan, no war, only the woman in front of him.

"Ayan, when will the war end?" Yan Longyi hugged the woman and whispered softly.

Since he went to the battlefield at the age of thirteen, this period of busy military life has lasted for more than ten years.

He has always longed for peace, but never as much as he did at this moment, when he longed for an end to war in the world.

He just wanted to be with Ah Yan quietly.

Si Yan patted the man's shoulder: "The Hu Lu are doomed to fail. This war will be over soon."

"Sorry, Ayan, I shouldn't say that..." Yan Longyi sniffed and calmed himself down.

Si Yan could still see his depression. He held her with surprising strength, and his shoulders were shaking slightly.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Si Yan looked at the man in front of him, his soft voice gentle and healing.

"I had a dream."

"What dream?"

Yan Longyi took a deep breath and gently let go of the woman in front of him: "I dreamed that Ah Yan was covered in blood, in a pile of corpses..."

Si Yan smiled slightly: "When we first met, wasn't I covered in blood and among a pile of bones?"

"No, Ah Yan, not that time..."

He will never forget the scene of their first meeting.

But he clearly remembered that in that dream, it was not the first time they met.

"It's just a dream. Don't worry too much. When we kill enemies on the battlefield, we are always covered in blood. And there are corpses of soldiers everywhere."

Si Yan rested his forehead against the man's, soothing him.

Yan Longyi heard shrill cries in his dream, but he didn't say anything.

He forced himself to calm down and put the crying in his dream out of his mind.

"Master." Yun Li suddenly walked forward.

"what's up?"

"The prince of Beimang wants to see you. He said he won't eat unless you see him."

"Then starve him for two meals."

Yun Li raised his hand and touched his nose: "He has been hungry for two days."

Two days ago, the crown prince of Beimang State threatened him that he would go on a hunger strike if he did not see his master.

Yun Li let him do as he pleased, but he really didn't want to eat anything and had been hungry for two days.

"Let him starve for seven days and seven nights. He's physically strong and can handle it."

"Yes." Yun Li breathed a sigh of relief and retreated with a smile on his face.

"Pfft..." Yan Longyi couldn't help laughing. He took the woman in front of him into his arms and kissed her over and over again.

The person in his dream, wearing a mask and dying together with A Yan, could it be Di Yulin?