Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

"They said you were the one who brought me out from there."

The man's voice was inaudible, and he lowered his head again, gently brushing away the girl's hand.

"Who, who's talking nonsense!" the girl turned around fiercely.

Looking at the two followers who had just been accusing him, his eyes were now filled with murderous intent.

"Princess, spare me! I dare not curse you anymore!"

"Drag out!"

Soon screams came from outside.

Princess Langyue turned around and adopted a fawning expression once again.

"Aldan, don't be angry. That's not a good place. Let's go somewhere else, how about riding horses on the grassland?"

The man nodded.

Princess Langyue became happy and ran her fingers across his bloodied back, causing the man to shudder in pain.

She found the scene particularly alluring.

He's really good-looking.

They are something those rough, dark-skinned men from northern Mongolia can never compare to.

There was no horse odor on its body, and even its blood had a pleasant fragrance.

Princess Langyue's eyes were glazed over, and she actually bent down to lick the beads of blood.

A row of imposing attendants tactfully withdrew.

Soon, a muffled roar, barely suppressed, came from inside.

Princess Langyue ran out in a rage, her clothes half off.

"Go get the medicine right away!"

"What exactly did Father give Ardan to eat? Why are his attacks becoming more and more frequent?!"

The medicine has arrived.

Princess Langyue ran inside again, but before she could hand it over, the packet of medicine in her hand had already been snatched away by the incoherent man.

He abandoned his usual aloofness and refinement, becoming like a disheveled and wretched dog.

He even bumped into her.

Princess Langyue frowned.

She didn't like him like that.

What she loved was his ethereal, otherworldly appearance when she first met him, as if he were a celestial being, shining even in the dust.

Like the moon over the grassland.

"You should get some rest. I'll take you out tomorrow."

This symptom will cause another half an hour of discomfort.

Langyue left, looking rather uninterested.

The man banged his head against the wall, letting out muffled howls like a trapped beast, with pots, pans, tables and chairs scattered all around him.

In his hand, however, he tightly clutched a plaque he had just torn from Princess Langyue, and the medicine powder that he was supposed to swallow.

His eyes were icy and expressionless, a stark contrast to his distorted face.

……

Princess Langyue waited at the gate of the mansion, filled with resentment.

King Tuli returned from the palace with a fierce demeanor and a determined look in his eyes.

"Hey, which bastard messed with you?"

"Father, it's all your fault!"

Tuliwang: "..."

Wrong thing to say.

"Father, what kind of antidote did you give Ardan? The more he takes it, the more frequent the attacks become, and he's gotten so thin. He doesn't look like the person he used to be."

"It's flared up again..." Tu Liwang's fierce eyes revealed a hint of disdain.

"This is a valuable item that was brought all the way from the southern barbarians."

To test whether a person's backbone is truly strong, it seems Huo Zhennan's son is nothing special after all.

"Father, I don't care about the bones, give me the real antidote, I want him to be as handsome as before!"

"He can't be turned back; he's ruined."

what?

"Father! I don't care, you have to think of a way. I've finally found a man I like."

Thinking of the man's former charm, Princess Langyue felt even more resentful.

"It's all your fault! Giving him amnesia medication would have been enough, but why did you have to give him all this other junk! You owe me back my former Huo Qingchuan!"

"Hey, isn't that amnesia medication unreliable? Honestly, which man from Northern Mongolia isn't better than that pretty boy? You can have your fun, but that's enough!"

King Tuli doted on his only daughter to the extreme, treating her with a mixture of indulgence and worry.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Langyue, would you like an even prettier one?"

"No one is more beautiful than Huo Qingchuan!" Lang Yue exclaimed angrily.

"Yes. All of Huo Zhennan's sons are good-looking, especially the youngest one."

The current commander of Dongyang is far better than that sickly fellow.

Lang Yue was still not in a good mood; her mind was filled with thoughts of Huo Qingchuan from the past.

"My dear daughter, your father is not lying to you. You'll know once we've captured them."

"How did they capture them? I heard they've developed a powerful weapon over there, and the Ribuhe have suffered defeats several times recently!"

"No matter how powerful you are, it's all over!"

Tu Li Wang chuckled.

"The Grand Master is back!"

The Grand Master has been missing for three years; he is the messenger of the Snow Mountain God.

More than a decade ago, Beimeng was punished by the Snow Mountain God, and heavenly fire suddenly rose from the mountaintop.

Black mist swirled between heaven and earth, poisoning countless cattle, sheep, and herders.

Their king was planning to lead his people to migrate, but fortunately the Grand Master arrived.

The Grand Master came down from the snow-capped mountains, dressed in white, so his true face could not be seen, and he could start a fire with his bare hands.

He told the king that the fire on the mountaintop was a warning from the snow mountain god, because they had harvested too many snow lotuses in recent years!

This has made it very difficult to find snow lotuses that are over a hundred years old today.

Snow lotus grows in snow-capped mountains and nourishes them; how can it be used to satisfy the greed of mortals?

So the king took out all the snow lotuses from the palace and offered them as gifts, and forbade anyone to go into the snow mountain to pick lotuses again.

Sure enough, a few days later, the fire on the snow-capped mountain was extinguished, and the sky cleared up again.

The king appointed the Snow Mountain envoy as the Grand Preceptor.

The Grand Master is elusive, only appearing when the snow lotus blooms. He also performs rituals to cure the herders' illnesses, possessing great supernatural powers.

However, he never interfered in changes of royal power or wars with foreign countries.

But upon his return, the Grand Master said that Northern Mongolia was in danger of being destroyed, as someone was defying fate and going against the will of Heaven, so he had no choice but to take action.

If the Grand Master makes a move, they're finished!

……

The great victory at Dongyang.

Morale is high.

All the military outposts in the Northern Mongolia were destroyed. The Dongyang army crossed the Blackwater River and continued forward, stationing itself outside the border city of the Northern Mongolia.

Instead of the negotiations between the North and Mongolia that all the generals had analyzed, a tough battle ensued.

However, this battle was strange. A thick fog suddenly rose from the clear sky, and when the fog disappeared, the commander-in-chief, Huo Chang'an, had vanished without a trace.

Dongyang had no choice but to call a retreat.

In a forest at the border between the two countries.

As the fog cleared, Huo Chang'an, who was running, stopped and could see his surroundings clearly.

"Grandmaster?"

He looked at the monk in front of him in astonishment.

Yes, it was indeed Master Duxin, but he seemed to have aged ten years in just a short time.

There are obvious deep wrinkles around the eyes and on the forehead.

He asked anxiously, "Master, has something happened to my wife?"

"good."

"What's up with her?"

“Amitabha Buddha, she has been punished for defying the will of Heaven because of you.”

Master Duxin's eyes showed deep sorrow.

"Si Lang, you should know that your life was stolen."

It's not just you.

There are also many people involved who have had their fates changed because of her.

Therefore, they are bound to be punished by Heaven.

Huo Chang'an's eyes flickered with emotion, but his voice remained strong and calm: "That is... so what?"

"At best, it can cause mental impairment; at worst, it can lead to death."

The sunlight was blocked by the trees and was not dazzling, but Huo Chang'an felt a wave of dizziness.