Resisting the Wind and Splendor

The group finally left, leaving only Yuwen Ying, Tuoba Liuli, and the unconscious Chu Xiaohe in the tent.

"Princess, is there something you're having trouble telling us? Please speak freely."

Although they could be considered enemies, Tuoba Liuli did not harbor much hostility towards Yuwen Ying.

At least, she wasn't the one who used the curse.

Although she was her older sister, for someone like Tuoba Liuli who grew up in the royal family, the sibling bond among royalty wasn't actually that deep.

Therefore, what Yuwen Ya did may not have anything to do with Yuwen Ying.

However, none of that matters. What matters is that Yuwen Ying said she had a way, so she must really have a way.

"You asked them all to leave because this method might not work?" Tuoba Liuli asked.

"Is he your lover?" Yuwen Ying turned her head and glanced at Chu Xiaohe.

Tuoba Liuli could see it clearly: Yuwen Ying's gaze towards Chu Xiaohe was very indifferent and unfamiliar.

She really had nothing to do with this matter; she didn't even know Xiao He.

Tuoba Liuli blushed and said, "He is my husband."

"He is indeed quite handsome." Yuwen Ying sat down on the edge of the bed, stared at Chu Xiaohe for a while, and frowned. "But he's not as handsome as the one I saw that night. Is that handsome man also one of yours?"

She should have realized it sooner. How could such a handsome man, with such a cool and noble temperament, be an ordinary soldier?

In particular, his skin was so fair and delicate, a complexion that even girls would envy.

She had been in Southern Mongolia for so many years, and had seen countless princesses, noble ladies, and young ladies of the Khitan, but none of them had skin as beautiful as his.

"Is he a prince?" She stared at Tuoba Liuli with a curious expression.

"Who...are you talking about?" Tuoba Liuli asked, somewhat taken aback.

Today was their first meeting, and Tuoba Liuli had no idea who she had met before.

“He’s from the Central Plains, so he must be one of your accomplices. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been able to find my camp so easily and bring me back.”

As Yuwen Ying spoke, the light in her eyes grew brighter: "Where is he now? Is he in your military camp? After I heal this general, could you take me to see him?"

"I really don't know who you're talking about." Could it be the Ninth Prince?

The most handsome man among those who went to kidnap her was naturally Lu Yunfei.

However, Lu Yunfei is not currently in their military camp.

"He's better looking than this general." There are probably not many men in the world who are that good-looking.

Yuwen Ying blinked and said, "In all my years in Nanmeng, I have never seen such a handsome man. By the way, he looks about eighteen or nineteen years old."

Tuoba Liuli turned around, glanced at Chu Xiaohe, and sighed silently: "What you saw was probably the Ninth Prince."

There aren't many people in this world who are as good-looking as Brother Chu.

If he's eighteen or nineteen, then he's definitely not Prince Mo.

If it's not Prince Mo, then it must be the Ninth Prince, Lu Yunfei.

"Is he really a prince?" Yuwen Ying asked with delight, her eyes sparkling with joy as she recalled the handsome boy she had met in the military camp.

"Please take me to see him, okay? Don't worry, I will do my best to cure this general... Of course, I can only do my best, I can't guarantee I can. But I really want to see the Ninth Prince, please take me to him?"