Baby, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you to the heavens and the seas!

That night, under the vast and boundless northern sky, Qianqianluo, carrying Yang Chenqing and Meiziye, weaved through the bustling crowd at the high tower!

Sky lanterns filled the city, drifting freely in the wind, carrying the longings of travelers heading north, crowding together in droves towards the south!

Qianqianluo, wearing a pure white veil, followed gracefully between Yang Chenqing and Mei Ziye!

Mei Ziye, carrying bags full of local specialties from the Northern Desert Tower, glared angrily at Qian Qianluo, who was eating candied hawthorns beside her. "Qian Qianluo, Chen Qing and I have both come out with you. Tonight you have to keep your promise and write a letter back to His Highness the Crown Prince!!!"

Qianqian was enjoying her candied hawthorn when she took another skewer from the large bunch Yang Chenqing was holding. "Okay, okay, stop nagging! Hey? Chenqing, why aren't you eating any?!"

Yang Chenqing looked at Qianqianluo's bulging cheeks with a smile, then lowered his head shyly, "No need, Young Master Luo, please eat more!"

As the group strolled and laughed through the night market at the high tower;

General Ling Xiao, with his arm around Deputy General Zhao Ye's neck (which was wrapped in a cashmere scarf), appeared silently before them, his eyes filled with coldness.

General Ling Xiao, with his arm around Deputy General Zhao Ye's neck, joked, "Young generals, General Wan has ordered me to invite you to a restaurant for a meeting!"

Seeing that General Wan had made an appointment, Mei Ziye said with a smile, "Thank you for your trouble, General Ling. Chen Qing, Luo'er, let's go!"

High up in the restaurant in the northern desert.

Wanqing changed into a black and gold robe with gold flecks, her long black hair, reaching her waist, was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, and a few strands of hair fell out and brushed against her lightly made-up face.

Qianqian noticed that General Wan's domineering demeanor had weakened considerably after she changed out of her armor;

Then I saw him leaning lazily against the pear wood chair, fanning himself with a plain white bone fan, and he actually had quite a bit of the charm of a scholar!

Upon seeing this, Qianqianluo was momentarily stunned!

General Lingxiao smirked, glancing thoughtfully at Qianqianluo before stepping forward and bowing respectfully before General Wan, saying, "General Wan, the people have been brought!"

Yang Chenqing and Mei Ziye deliberated and gestured for Qianqianluo to bow and greet her, "Greetings, General Wan!!!"

Wan Qing scoffed lightly, then grabbed a sheepskin map and slammed it onto the table. "The main reason I'm bothering you all tonight is to discuss the selection ceremony for the Hanba tribe's concubine!"

Ling Xiao spoke up before Zhao Ye could, echoing, "In three days, it will be the grand selection ceremony for the concubines of the ruthless and unrestrained Han Ba ​​Tuo Zhang. It is indeed urgent to act expediently!"

Listening to the two of them exchanging pleasantries, Mei Ziye stepped forward and said, "General Wan, please speak freely about your plans. We will all do our utmost to serve you until our dying breath!"

Qianqianluo and Meiziye also stepped forward and spoke up, "You must dedicate yourselves to the cause until your dying breath!!"

Wanqing covered her mouth with the bone fan, glanced at Qianqianluo, and sighed, "Alas, what a coincidence! I received information from my informant that this Hanba tribe's selection ceremony is not only for Hanba Tuozhang to choose a consort, but also for the new master of the Sheman tribe, Sheman Linye, to choose a queen!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ye pondered for a moment and said, "General Wan, could it be? Could it be that the Snake Barbarian tribe has risen from the ashes, returned to the northern desert, and reconciled with the Fierce Barbarian tribe, forming an alliance?!"

Wanqing smiled wryly, nodded, and then analyzed, "Vice General Zhao Ye is indeed exceptionally intelligent, hmm~!"

Seeing that General Wan seemed hesitant to speak, Mei Ziye couldn't help but guess, "Then? Did General Wan summon us here to select another person to go to the Hanba tribe?!"

After listening to Mei Ziye's analysis, Yang Chenqing nervously pulled the still-dazed Qianqianluo behind him, "General Ling, is this Sheman Linye also a homosexual?!"

Seeing how much the second son of the Yang family cherished Qianqian, Wanqing's face turned cold. She chuckled and said, "Young General Yang, there's no need to be so nervous. This Snake Barbarian Lin Ye hates such sordid things more than anything else in his life!"

Before Yang Chenqing could recover, Ling Xiao added cheekily, "However, this Snake Barbarian Lin Ye has long admired Young Master Luo's unparalleled beauty and has secretly sent someone to tell us that if we hand over Young Master Luo, Snake Barbarian Lin Ye might turn against us!"

"What?! No! No way!! General Luo can't go to the Snake Barbarian Tribe!!!" Deputy General Zhao Ye was extremely agitated, shouting as he explained the reason to Xiang Wan, "General Luo is currently the deputy commander personally appointed by our Emperor, and the Snake Barbarians are exceptionally ferocious. We absolutely cannot let General Luo go and die in vain!!"

Ling Xiao looked at Zhao Ye's evasive explanation and sneered impatiently, "Is the Serpent Barbarian Lin Ye exceptionally ferocious? Vice General Zhao Ye probably already knows it by heart!"

Seeing the two veteran generals from the northern desert arguing fiercely again over Qianqianluo, Wanqing frowned. "Alright, tonight we're just talking about trivial matters. There's no need to get so worked up! Don't throw yourselves into a panic!"

Seeing Yang Chenqing and Mei Ziye glaring angrily at Ling Xiao, the tense atmosphere was oppressive. "General Ling Xiao, there's no need to worry. If needed, I, Luo, will certainly do my duty!"

Ling Xiao gave Qianqian a few cold looks, then without another word, he picked up Zhao Ye and leaped down from the high building. "Young Master Luo had better keep his word!!"

……

The negotiations with the restaurant did not go as smoothly as expected.

It was already past midnight. Taking advantage of the cool night, Qianqian bid farewell to Yang Chenqing and Wanqing in the darkness and accompanied Meiziye back to the back garden of the official residence!

The outer hall of the rear garden was brightly lit!

Mei Ziye crossed her arms and glared at Qian Qianluo as she wrote, "It's been an hour already? Qian Qianluo, don't you have anything to say to His Highness the Crown Prince?!"

Qianqian sat down on the large wooden chair, wrapped herself in her warm fox fur cloak, chewed on her pen, and pondered for a moment, "Hmm! I really don't have anything I want to say to His Highness the Crown Prince!!"

"Qianqianluo!!! Zise and the other guards are being punished in the dungeon because of your cleverness in exposing the parasite! You, you should think carefully and at least leave a comment!!"

Qianqian's ears hurt from Mei Ziye's shouting, so she wrote twelve characters on the gold-inlaid jade Xuan paper:

Your Highness, Prince!

The coldest time of year is here!

Add layers to stay warm and avoid getting sick!

“It’s done!”

As soon as Qianqian put down her pen, Meiziye swiped her hand through the air, making a swishing sound, and snatched the hard-won letter home!

The eagle with glowing red eyes came following the sound, flew to Mei Ziye's shoulder, and carrying the letter home, once again soared into the night sky above the high tower in the northern desert, flying swiftly towards the capital!

Qianqianluo and Meiziye stood side by side, listening thoughtfully as the eagle's cry slowly faded into the boundless universe.

At Shenshi (3-5 PM), a chilly autumn wind suddenly descended upon the capital, and an autumn rain also fell upon the imperial court!

The Eastern Palace, Yu Hall!

The eagle, its eyes glowing red and its body soaking wet, cried out as it flew headlong into the dark, seemingly lifeless Tingyu Palace!

In the outer hall of Tingyu Palace, Mei Zifeng knelt before the Crown Prince, carefully pulling out the secret letter hanging at the foot of the flying eagle on his shoulder!

"Your Highness, a letter has arrived from the Northern Desert!"

Mei Ziye pressed her head down and crawled on her knees to Qing Tingyu's feet!