Started from listening to music in the brothel and earned billions of bad people

However, what reason did Li Xingyun have to save her? Qing Meng knew very well that she had lost Li Qiankun's protection. Now she had nothing. Apart from her pretty face, she had no other bargaining chips to use with Li Xingyun.

"Haha...good boy!" Li Xingyun suddenly laughed. He reached out and gently rubbed Qingmeng's head, as if he was stroking a docile puppy.

Qing Meng was shocked when she saw this, and she quickly knelt on her knees. Like a well-behaved puppy, she put her head at Li Xingyun's feet with a flattering smile on her face.

However, for Li Xingyun, Qing Meng was just a little toy in his life, not much different from raising a puppy. Therefore, he gladly accepted this new "pet" and even felt that it added some fun to the Qin Palace.

Not long after, Ye Xian landed the carriage steadily in the center of Shenwutai, which was the core area surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, and was directly opposite Li Qiankun and others.

After the carriage stopped, Ye Xian casually glanced at Li Qiankun and the others, then quickly dismounted and walked neatly to the carriage. He respectfully reported to Li Xingyun inside, "Your Highness, we have arrived at the Shenwu Terrace."

Li Xingyun nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. He then stood up and looked at Qing Meng, who was kneeling on the ground. A barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said, "Get up and follow me out to meet the king."

Qing Meng was afraid when she heard this, but she knew Li Xingyun's temper very well and did not dare to go against his wishes. So she hurriedly got up from the ground, followed Li Xingyun step by step, and walked out of the carriage.

After getting off the car, Li Xingyun walked steadily to Li Qiankun and others, bowed, and said loudly: "Your son greets the emperor! Greetings to the second brother and the sixth brother!" His voice was low and powerful, revealing a sense of majesty.

"Old Thirteen! You have been completely disregarding human life all along! Not only did you kill Old Eighth one after another, but even people like the eunuch from the East Factory and the abbot Fujin of the Shenwu Temple were not spared. Don't you know how big a crime you have committed?" Before Li Xingyun had a chance to speak again, Li Xinghu took a step forward impatiently and put a lot of charges on Li Xingyun's head like a machine gun!

Facing Li Xinghu's aggressive questioning, Li Xingyun simply snorted coldly and responded without showing any weakness: "Second brother! Please don't make up stories and falsely accuse me of this!"

However, Li Xinghu clearly had no intention of giving up. He continued to shout, "Hmph! Old Thirteen, stop being so arrogant! I've long seen through your evil ambitions, so I've specially mobilized a full 200,000 troops from Youzhou. They're on their way right now! Listen to my advice, brother. You'd better surrender immediately and confess your guilt. That way, we can all go and ask our father to give you a lighter sentence!"

Hearing Li Xinghu actually want to plead with his father on his behalf, Li Xingyun couldn't help but sneer, his heart filled with disdain. He thought to himself, "Dude, do you think this is a plot from a women's novel? How could a prince like me, commanding a vast army and immense power, be so easily manipulated by a mere piece of paper?"

So, Li Xingyun said "Oh" slowly, and then asked in a nonchalant tone: "Oh? Really? Then I wonder where your troops are now, second brother? How come I can't even see a shadow of them?"

"Hmph! Old Thirteen, stop being stubborn! I tell you, in a quarter of an hour at most, my men will attack like a violent storm! By then, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, you will not be able to escape my severe punishment!" Li Xinghu's eyes were wide open as he stared at Li Xingyun. His already gloomy face was now as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Yet, facing Li Xinghu's threat, Li Xingyun remained remarkably calm. His lips curled up slightly in a dismissive smile, as if he didn't take Li Xinghu's words to heart. He slowly raised his hand, casually scratched his ear, and then leaned back nonchalantly, seemingly unfazed by the impending danger.

There was no chair behind Li Xingyun, but he showed no fear. At that moment, Ye Xian, standing nearby, suddenly struck with lightning speed. With a swift, swift swing of his arm, he reached for a distant chair. In the blink of an eye, the chair, as if enchanted, flew steadily behind Li Xingyun.

This series of movements was as fast as lightning, making it difficult to follow. Li Xingyun smiled slightly and sat down calmly on the chair. He did not forget to tell Qing Meng, who was already trembling with fear behind him, "After sitting in the carriage all this way, my legs are almost sore!"

"I'll give you a leg massage!" Qing Meng said tremblingly, her voice trembling slightly. Her face was as pale as paper, and a thin layer of sweat even appeared on her forehead. But in front of Li Qiankun and the others, she still suppressed her inner fear and took a step forward.

Qing Meng slowly knelt beside Li Xingyun's legs, as if this step had exhausted all her strength. She lowered her head, not daring to look Li Xingyun in the eye. She simply placed her fair and delicate hands gently on Li Xingyun's thighs and began to knead them.

Ye Xian stood aside, like a tall pine tree, his posture straight and his eyes calmly and calmly watching Li Xinghu and the others. His presence was like a solid barrier, making people afraid to approach easily.

Li Xingyun seemed very satisfied with Qingmeng's service. He leaned back in his chair comfortably, squinting his eyes slightly, enjoying Qingmeng's kneading. However, this scene made Li Xinghu's anger even more intense.

Li Xinghu's eyes widened as he stared at Li Xingyun intently, his anger boiling like a volcano. He really wanted to rush up and give Li Xingyun two hard slaps to vent his hatred. But when his eyes met Ye Xian's fierce gaze, his impulse was instantly suppressed.

Meanwhile, thirty kilometers from the north gate of Shenwu City, a massive army stood in formation, quietly awaiting orders. This army numbered a staggering two hundred thousand men, their armor gleaming in the sunlight, their flags fluttering, a majestic spectacle.

The leading general was a burly figure, with a broad back and broad waist. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, as if they could penetrate a person's soul. He stroked his graying beard with one hand while casting his gaze at the young woman beside him, his face filled with joy.

"Girl, are you really okay?" Liu Wudi widened his eyes and looked at his daughter in disbelief, as if she was a stranger.