There are too many ruthless, domineering women who are considered "losers"!

Inside the supremely luxurious carriage.

The carriage window opened, and a fair, delicate hand lifted half of the curtain, revealing a pointed, snow-white chin. Facing directly in front of the Golden Crow cavalry, her rosy lips moved slightly.

"General Yun, has the Yuan Dynasty sent anyone to receive us?"

A tall, middle-aged general with a thick beard, wearing a red cloak, slowed his horse's pace, approached the carriage, and bowed slightly.

"Your Highness, I did not see it."

"It seems that the Yuan Dynasty is not very welcoming to us."

The tall general smiled bitterly and said, "Our lord and the Great Yuan Emperor are sworn enemies. A hundred years ago, they fought fiercely for the right to rule the Central Plains. This situation is normal."

The owner inside the carriage nodded slightly: "The Great Yuan Dynasty truly lives up to its reputation as the number one country in the Central Plains. Its national strength is indeed formidable. If the Mulan Kingdom were to build such an official road, I wonder how many billions of taels of silver it would cost. Official roads like this are everywhere in the Great Yuan Dynasty."

The tall general, holding the reins, replied, "Since its founding, the Great Yuan has destroyed countless countries and annexed many others, so its national strength is naturally powerful. Over the past thousand years, the various states in the Central Plains have risen and fallen one after another: the Great Tang, the Great Song, and the Great Yuan. The next one is still unknown. The Mulan Kingdom may not be without a chance."

"Presumably, the prince consort has the most say in the Central Plains."

The general looked at the second person in the carriage with a respectful attitude.

He was an extremely tall and handsome man with black hair, a gray mink shawl over his shoulders, and an air of heroism emanating from his brow.

Looking at the vast changes in the capital, he was momentarily speechless in the face of the general's words.

"General Yun is speaking to you."

It wasn't until the beautiful woman beside him reminded him that he snapped out of his daze.

He smiled and said, "When my father was alive, he often took me to banquets in the capital. It must have been decades ago."

"Looking at it now, it's almost unrecognizable. It's so unfamiliar. Having gotten used to life on the grasslands, it would be very difficult to adapt to this place again."

Princess Mulan asked suspiciously, "Are you sure you're admiring the scenery, and not reminiscing about someone? Perhaps you're thinking about your childhood sweetheart?"

The handsome man shook his head and said, "The Prince of Zhenbei from back then is dead. Now I am the current Prince Consort of Mulan Kingdom. The things of the past are all in the past."

"You'd better think of it that way."

Princess Mulan seemed very afraid that the man before her would have an emotional affair.

The handsome man simply laughed it off.

So many years have passed; my childhood sweetheart is probably dead by now.

When his father died in battle, he took over the heavy responsibility of the Zhenbei Army and held out for a hundred days, but the imperial court's reinforcements never came.

It wasn't until later that they learned the emperor had surrendered and the capital had fallen.

He sighed deeply at that time, "We, your humble servants, fought to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first?"

The tide had turned against them. The Song emperor's concubines, along with court officials and commoners, numbered more than 200,000!

They were all taken to the north.

This naturally includes his childhood sweetheart.

When he heard the news, his heart had already died.

......

Inside a private room at a restaurant.

Gu Wushuang withdrew her gaze and reported to Lu Chang'an in a calm tone:

"I'm going to take care of some personal matters."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chang'an coughed lightly.

Gu Wushuang then realized what was happening, and reluctantly cupped her hands in greeting, repeating, "Your Majesty, some private matters have arisen at my home. I request permission to remain for one hour."

Lu Chang'an nodded in satisfaction.

"Go."

After quietly closing the door, Gu Wushuang's eyes instantly erupted with killing intent, and the pressure of her tenth level of supernatural power surged like a tidal wave.

The entire restaurant was in an uproar.

She drew her sword and vanished from the spot.

Watching her departing figure, Yang Yujing said with a half-smile, "Your Majesty, your maid has quite a temper."

Lu Chang'an gave an awkward smile: "That's right, I like it this way."

Yang Yujing nodded: "I will tell my father everything about my conversation with His Majesty today. Please wait a day or two, Your Majesty."

"Please, my dear daughter."

Lu Chang'an nodded solemnly.

Before long, he was the only one left in the room.

Just as he was thinking of having a cup of hot tea.

Across from the seats, another woman in a black robe appeared out of nowhere.

With her legs crossed and bare feet adorned with copper bells, her eyes were alluring and captivating, enough to bewitch anyone who looked at her.

She looked at him with amusement.

"Your Majesty, hello there~"

That voice was so soothing, it seemed that it could draw you into a dream world in just a second.

"Who are you?"

Lu Chang'an looked wary of this woman who had appeared out of nowhere.

Having cultivated the Eighteen Stages of Yang Shen, his spirit was already extremely strong, and he was not affected by her.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Pei Jialan, the Holy Maiden of the Rakshasa Cult."

As the Holy Maiden of Garan emphasized her title, her jade feet were still restless, shifting slightly towards Lu Chang'an's direction.

"The Rakshasa Cult, what is your relationship with the Rakshasa Demon Ancestor Mountain? Did Gu Wushuang send you?"

In response to Lu Chang'an's question, the Holy Maiden of Garan chuckled and said, "I am in full control of the Rakshasa Sect. As for Gu Wushuang, she is my senior sister, but I actually joined the sect earlier than her."

Although the demoness claimed to be a member of the Rakshasa Cult, Lu Chang'an remained vigilant.

"What are you doing here at this time?" Lu Chang'an asked, his face full of suspicion.

The Holy Maiden of Garan smiled mysteriously: "I'll make a deal with you."

"What kind of deal?"

"A grand deal concerning the rise and fall of a nation."

Seeing the enigmatic words spoken by the demoness, Lu Chang'an fell into deep thought for a moment.

"Planning the country? What are you talking about? Are you also going to help me deal with the Empress Dowager?"

Lu Chang'an probed.

Saintess Jialan smiled slightly: "What is a mere demon queen? I'm not as dense as my senior sister, I don't just know how to solve problems with force."

"I will not only help you get rid of the Empress Dowager, but also make you a true Emperor of the Great Yuan Dynasty, not a puppet. The life and death of all sects and cultivators in the world will be in our hands."

Lu Chang'an sneered, "What a big promise! What strength do you have? Why should I believe you? The Demon Ancestor Rakshasa did not make such a promise back then."

The Saintess of Garan stretched, tugged at her wide black robe, inadvertently revealing her alluring figure and her incredibly full breasts, which even the robe couldn't conceal. She whispered:

"What my grandmaster and senior sister promised you, I, the Holy Maiden, can also give you, and even more."

"You're older than your grandmaster? That's quite an honor."

Lu Chang'an looked completely unconvinced.

The Saintess of Garan smiled and then slowly moved closer.

Three feet, two feet, one foot...

She maintained a very ambiguous distance until she got close to Lu Chang'an's nose and cheek.

She breathed softly and asked, "Do you know why my master entrusted me with the command of the Demonic Sect?"

Lu Chang'an frowned: "Why?"

He was still trying to figure out what this woman was up to.

As a result, this crazy woman actually confronted him directly.

A moist and fragrant sensation came from the lips.

Be caught off guard.

Completely unprepared.

Lu Chang'an was terrified.

Rakshasa Demon Ancestor did not promise him much at the time.

This vixen is certainly willing to go to great lengths!

......