I am the wall-to-wall grass loved by everyone

  "Kill." Mr. Cat said in a low voice.

  Lan Yun's book also has this meaning, but now the emperor is not in the capital, and he doesn't have military power, can't even mobilize the Imperial Guard, so he can only come to find Master Cat.

  The old cat's wrist moved slightly, and he continued in a low voice, "Bai, aren't you going to get out of here?"

  As soon as he heard Cat Grandpa's sharp voice from afar, he hastily flew down and said, "Cat Grandpa, what are your orders?"

  "Come here." The tom cat beckoned with his finger, looking at Char, but he was now gloomy-faced, obviously still in a huff.

  Lan Jing stood on one side, all he could do was try his best to keep the capital city from falling into chaos.

  Ba hurriedly stepped forward a few steps, standing half a step away from Cat Gonggong. Cat Gonggong whispered something in his ear, and Ba's expression revealed a hint of surprise as he looked at Cat Gonggong. It was clear that the people he had sent out these past few days had not yet discovered anything. If they didn't find out until another day later, the consequences would be unthinkable.

  The cat clears its throat, looks at Lan Jing Shu and says, "Let's just pretend that nothing has happened, everything will go back to normal. As for these bloody things, let me handle them."

  Lan Yun nodded slightly and then turned around, leaving the imperial bedroom. However, she still had concerns about this matter in her heart.

  He waited for him to return to the Dongtian Palace, and saw that Yi Mu and Gu Ye Feng had not left. The two of them saw him walking towards them with a calm expression, and knew that things already had a solution.

  Lan Yun Shu looked at them and said in a warm voice, "Go back and rest early, Cat Gong Gong said he will take care of this matter."

  The two naturally knew the ability of Cat Gong, since the last time the witch tribe people attacked the imperial palace at night, Cat Gong descended from the sky, his wrist and means were unquestionable, this matter, now, only handed over to him would be safe.

  "We'll head back to the palace and rest then." Yi Mu raised his eyes, looking at Lan Jun Shu, "You should also get some rest early, you went out with a wet head just now, be careful not to catch a cold."

  "Good." Lan Jing Shu nodded and watched as Gu Ye Feng and Yi Mu left.

  On their way back to the palace, Yi Mu pushed Gu Ye Feng, raised her eyes and gazed at the quiet sky, each lost in their own thoughts.

  "Who is the mastermind behind this?" Gu Ye Feng only caught a glimpse, knowing that there must be a main conspirator behind this, but who exactly? Now that the entire imperial court has been purged, how could there still be someone who slipped through the net?

  Yi Mu's voice was light and calm as he said, "No matter who it is, no one can stay alive."

  Gu Ye Feng nodded immediately, according to the cat's temperament, this person was likely to die a terrible death. If it were in the past, he might have had some sympathy for him, but now, thinking of Feng Ao Tian, he felt that these people deserved to die, not just deserved to die, but should be put to death ten thousand times over.

  The two of them slowly returned to Meixiang Palace, preoccupied with their thoughts, and went to bed.

  The border of Wuyue Country, Liuxing watched as Muhanye and Luoyun were still evenly matched in their fight, it was clear that both of them were top-notch experts, and neither was someone who would easily yield.

  The shooting star watched with great interest, especially when Mu Han kicked Luo Yun's stomach and hugged the little white snake, swinging his legs in joy.

  When he saw Luo Yun give Mu Han Yao a slap, he immediately pulled down his face and wished to go up and add a kick to vent his anger. He lowered his head and looked at the little white snake, who seemed to be unaffected. He said in a low voice, "I'll tell you, Luo Yun gave Mu Han Yao several slaps, punches, and kicks. I remember them all. Later, you'd better perform well. Do you know? Otherwise, I'll tell Sheng Zhu that you didn't do your best."

  The little white snake raised its eyes and stared at the meteor with a curious expression, muttering a low curse, "Wall grass."

  Meteor stroked the little white snake's head, looked up and smiled, "Hmmm, you're right, I'm a wall grass, and I want to be a clever wall grass, a lovely wall grass, a lovable wall grass."

  The little white snake felt like vomiting blood when he heard his words.

  Ling Frost changed into a new set of clothes and went up to the city tower. When she saw the small figure of Flowing Star, her eyes shot out a cold light, but was caught by Flowing Star. He lowered his head and said to Little White Snake, "Was that woman your family in her past life?"

  The little white snake snorted and replied, "Her? Not even qualified."

  "How can it be inadequate, aren't they all venomous?" Meteor's words were neither loud nor soft, yet they could make the surrounding Mo Yue Kingdom's generals, including Ling Xue, listen with rapt attention.

  The little white snake lazily leaned against Flowing Star's chest, "Wrong, the snake is very innocent, her heart is not pure."

  Meteor's mouth twitched, "You really know how to brag."

  The little white snake slightly raised its head and nodded, saying, "That's natural."

  Ling Frost Snow walked slowly towards Flowing Star's side, looking at him, "I wonder what this little brother is called?"

  She glanced sideways, tilted her head, and blinked at Ling Xue, "Hey, I'm telling you, Ye Yan is not someone you can casually fantasize about. He's already got a rightful owner, and besides, your little tricks and thoughts are nothing to me."

  At this moment, Ling Xue's concerns were clearly exposed. No matter how well she disguised herself, she couldn't overcome the weight of years. Her eyes flickered uncontrollably as she gazed at Liuxing and whispered again, "Do you know what you're saying? How dare you directly address the emperor by name?"

  "I always address him directly," said Liulang with a frown. "Just now, I was still sleeping soundly in his arms."

  Ling Frost's eyes shot out a cold and stern light, staring at Flowing Star, "Who are you?"

  Meteor met Ling Frost Snow's fierce gaze, stroking the head of a small white snake, "I am the lord of Spirit Vulture City."

  Ling Frost Snow slightly stunned, looked at the shooting star, her eyes dim and unclear, then said, "It was said that the Emperor of Lingyue Kingdom, who had just surrendered to Fengqiu Kingdom."

  Meteor shook his head, "I am no longer an emperor, just a city master."

  Just now, the people who were still curious about Liuxing, now that they know his identity, no longer have any doubts. After all, the Lingyue Kingdom has a mysterious existence, and legend has it that the place where the fairy descends to the mortal world must have magical powers, and Liuxing's illusion just now is also a good explanation.

  Ling Frost Snow slightly bowed and said, "I don't know what brings the city master here today?"

  "Of course it's for one person," said Meteor, shaking his head.

  Ling Frost's eyes narrowed slightly, and as she turned her gaze, she saw Mu Han Yao fighting fiercely under the city tower. Her hands, hidden in her sleeves, were clenched into fists. It seemed that this time, Mu Han Yao was not going to be easily defeated.

  Liuxing's mouth curled up in a cold smile as he looked at Xiaobaishe and said, "As expected, you're not qualified."

  The little white snake hummed and opened its eyes, looking at the scene below the city wall with Flowing Star.

  The commander of the Wu Yue State was also standing on one side, and had just witnessed the ferocity of the shooting star with his own eyes. Now, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and the shooting star could even address their emperor by name, and was so familiar with him. It must have been a deep relationship, and as subjects, they couldn't afford to offend him even if they had the courage of a giant.

  Ling Frost Snow no longer spoke, but instead cast her gaze below the city walls, while in her heart she was calculating other schemes.

  Feng Ao woke up the next day, looking at Ye Yan's sleeping face in his arms, a gentle smile playing on his lips. In the past, when he woke up, he was always alone, and he would often hide in the darkness, never experiencing the feeling of waking up with someone by his side. He liked this warmth, so even if it meant holding onto this gentleness, he wanted to do what he wanted to do in this world, grasping all possibilities firmly in his own hands.

  Yè mèi huì wēi wēi zhēng kāi shuāng móu, kào zài tā de huái zhōng, bù yuàn yì qǐ shēn.

  English Translation:

  The night demon slowly opened her eyes, leaning in her arms, unwilling to get up.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his hand, his fingers tracing over her seductive body, causing waves of trembling. He let out a soft hum, still leaning weakly against her chest.

  Feng Ao Tian lowered his head and chuckled, his hot breath spilling onto his ear, "Not getting up yet?"

  "Reluctant to part." Yexi Hua spoke in a charming voice, and then gently sucked on Feng Ao Tian's lip corner.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his hand and tapped his forehead, then stood up. Suddenly, he remembered that he was still a woman. If so, would they know her true identity as a daughter in the future? Would they still let her do whatever she wanted?

  Feng Ao Tian sidled a glance, looking at Ye Mei Xi, hooking up his chin, "No matter what happens in the future, I will dominate, understand?"

  Mei Xi's eyes widened slightly, her beautiful eyes fluttered, and her jade-like cheeks were stained with a layer of enchanting pink. She nodded slightly and said, "Mei Xi will do everything according to your wishes."

  Feng Ao Tian's mouth slightly hooked, and he lightly bit his delicate and charming red lips. He got up from the bed, stepped down, but Ye Xiao Mei was still lying on the bed, unwilling to get up. She lay in the place where she had just lain, wrapping the brocade quilt around her body. This feeling was really great.

  Feng Ao Tian Ce Mou looked at him with a deep smile, and Qiu Ju walked in, preparing the washing utensils, personally serving her to wash up.

  Ye Mei Xing finally let out a sigh, reluctantly got out of bed, wearing only a bright red brocade robe, and walked forward. He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, rested his chin on the nape of her neck, and savored the unique fragrance on her body.

  The chrysanthemum had quietly gone out.

  Phoenix leaned against him, feeling the faint warmth and light fragrance on his body, and chuckled, "More and more sticky."

  "Grandfather, Mei Xi is so scared." Mei Xi buried her head in his neck and said softly.

  "What's wrong?" Feng Ao Tian said softly, looking at his reflection in the copper mirror.

  Mei Xi didn't want to be apart from Ye for a single moment. At this moment, he felt that being able to stay by her side was the happiest thing, thinking that in just a few days they would have to part ways, and his heart ached with difficulty. The longer he stayed with her, the more reluctant he became, and the more afraid he became of when she would return, and when they could be together again.

  Feng Ao Tian let out a long sigh, this was the first time she had shown her helplessness. In this situation, if she were to keep him by her side, it would be the most dangerous thing to do. Fortunately, Wu Yue Country was his domain and he could protect himself well there.

  She slowly turned around, Ye Wei wrapped her in his arms and held her tightly. "Sir, is Wei too greedy?"

  Feng Ao Tian drew a heart shape on his chest with his finger, "I want you to always keep me in your heart."

  "Even if Mei Xi forgets everyone else, she will still remember you."

  Feng Ao Tian Jing Xin listened quietly to his heartbeat and said in a low voice, "Don't think nonsense."

  "Master, Mei Xi is here to help you with your grooming."

  "Good." The Night Demon nodded and immediately sat down.

  Yexi Hui took the jade comb and gently combed her black hair, looking at herself in the copper mirror, as bright as the moon, beautiful and elegant, with a glance, she didn't want to look away.

  Feng Ao Tian gazed through the copper mirror, exchanging a smile with him. Ye Mei Xi's mouth corners were always slightly curved in a faint smile. After styling her hair, she put down the jade comb and looked at the extraordinary aura within the copper mirror, adding a few more smiles to her heart.

  Feng Ao Tian stood up and looked at him, "Go wash up."

  "Good." The Night Demon nodded slightly in response and then turned around, walking towards the golden basin.

  Feng Ao Tian then got up, reclining on the soft couch, watching him wash and rinse, that one eyebrow and one smile, every move, all pulled at her heartstrings. This person always made her feel pity and tenderness, with a strong reluctance to part with him, wanting to protect him well.

  After Ye Mei Xi had finished washing and dressing up properly, she came out and took his hand, "Let's have breakfast."

  Feng Ao Tian stood up with him, and the two walked to the table for breakfast.

  The shadow of the soul fell down and stood beside Feng Ao Tian's side.

  "Speak," Feng Ao Tian said in a low voice.

  "Master, something has happened in the capital." Soul continued.

  Feng Ao Tian's eyes sank, "What is it?"

  "Look?" The soul handed those two folded letters over to her.

  Feng Ao Tian opened it, flipping through it, looking at him, "Has everything been arranged properly, Master Cat?"

  "Yes." The soul knew everything and couldn't deceive her, so she responded immediately.

  "Then let's leave it to Master Cat." Feng Ao Tian said calmly.

  "Hun Yingdao said, 'Yes.' Then he continued, 'Master, Mu Jiangjun's place, Ling Xue is indeed going to put Mu Jiangjun to death.'"

  Feng Ao Tian's mouth curved into a hook, he raised his eyes and looked at Ye Mei Xi, "It doesn't matter, there are shooting stars."

  "Last night, Ling Frost Snow made a move on the shooting star and was sprayed with fire by Xiao White Snake. What a mess!" Soul Many Words replied.

  Feng Ao Tian nodded and said, "Well done."

  Xing Wuyun took action, and now the war is still not over. "The soul returns as it was."

  "Hmm, Leng Qianye can handle it. Xing Wuyun has been hiding for so long, this time, he should show off his skills." Feng Ao Tian was quite interested in this.

  Yè Mèi Hūn raised her eyes, looking at Fèng ào Tiān, and then picked up some dishes for her. "Both of you are my people, although you say so, but it will still be heart-wrenching."

  Feng Ao Tian picked up his chopsticks and clamped down on some food, placing it in his bowl. "It's indeed heart-aching."

  Yè mèi huì lěng hēng yī shēng, dà kǒu de jiáo zhe cài, xiǎn shì zhe zì gè rú jīn hěn shēng qì.

  Translation:

  The demoness let out a cold snort and began to chew her food loudly, showing that she was very angry at the moment.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him with an even deeper smile, raised his eyes and asked the soul, "Where did Fu Han go?"

  "He has already led his troops out of the city and is expected to arrive in three days."

  Feng Ao Tian nodded and looked up at Ye Mei Xi, "Fu Han is a rare good general, but previously, he was deeply infatuated with the Qi Guo imperial family, especially Dugu Xing Ye. Although now he's willing to lead troops here, he still hasn't completely come around."

  "Master wants me to teach him?"

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow, his eyes slightly curved, "Indeed worthy of being Grandfather's person."

  "Ah yes, you've left a hot potato for me to handle, you'd better hurry off and see your beauty."

  Feng Ao Tian was hit by Ye Mei Xi's words, his face sank, looking at him, "I like your sour and vinegar taste."

  My soul is listening on one side, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for Master Cat. If Master Cat spoke like Night Charmer Xi, he would have been thrown out by his master long ago.

  Feng Ao Tian sidled a glance at Ling, "Has the matter of returning south been settled?"

  The soul nodded and said, "It's almost done, I estimate that in four or five days, it will be settled."

  "Good." Feng Ao Tian nodded and said, "Since he dares to shoot a cold arrow at me, I will use his own method against him."

  The soul nodded and then retreated.

  Yè Mèi Hūn raised her eyes and looked at Fèng ào Tiān, saying that she would soon be leaving, but it was just a farewell, and she felt reluctant in her heart.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him with a stern face and hastily smiled, "Master will come back to see you."

  Yè Mèi Xī raised her eyes and looked at her, saying gloomily, "Mm."

  Feng Ao Tian knows that he is reluctant in his heart, but many things, she must go there in person, and he has as much reluctance as she has helplessness.

  She put down her chopsticks and grasped his hand, "Don't forget what Grandpa promised you."

  "Mei Xi's eyes stared blankly at her, 'Mei Xi won't forget, Mei Xi is waiting for you.'"

  Feng Ao Tian gently stroked his face with a faint smile, "Good."

  Feng Qi Guo Bian Guan, Leng Qian Ye looked at the city tower below, which had been fighting all night. Just as he was about to withdraw, he heard the order to retreat from Yue Qi Guo.

  He raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun's figure walking out of the self-operated account, his cold and dusty face flashing a hint of puzzlement.

  Luochi's heart was unwilling, but military orders were hard to defy, and he could only lead his troops in retreat.

  Yi Wu was also eager to continue fighting, but without receiving the order to pursue, he watched as Luo Chi led his troops away. He turned around and entered the city gate, directly heading to the top of the city tower, looking at Leng Qian Ye, "General, what is this Fourth Prince's intention?"

  Leng Qianye looked at Xing Wuyun and said calmly, "He's waiting for someone."

  Yi Wu's face showed suspicion, "Waiting for whom?"

  Leng Qianye's mouth slightly hooked, "Waiting for someone I'm also waiting for."

  Yi Wu was somewhat perplexed, but didn't ask further questions. Instead, he stood to one side and followed Cold Qianye's gaze.

  Luo Chi hurried back to the military camp and stood in front of Xing Wu Yun, saying, "Fourth Highness, the outcome has not been decided yet, why do you want to withdraw the troops?"

  Xing Wuyun crossed his arms over his chest, gazing at Luo Chi with a carefree expression and said in a nonchalant tone, "Yesterday was just a warm-up, this matter can't be rushed."

  Luó Chí didn't have Luó Yún's plan, always had a straightforward temperament. Now, listening to Xiāng Wú Yún's words, he was somewhat perplexed and hastily said, "What does fighting have to do with timing?"

  Xing Wuyun smiled and didn't respond to his words, but instead turned around and stepped into the camp.

  Luochi saw Xing Wuyun like this, and angrily sighed, then turned around and walked towards the tent on the side.

  Xing Wuyun was reclining on a soft couch, gazing at the two wooden puppets in his hand. Suddenly, a cold gust of wind blew by, and he saw Feng Qiancong standing before him.

  Xing Wuyun raised an eyebrow and looked at her, "What are you doing here?"

  "Take it." Feng Qian Ning took a step forward, looking at the two wooden puppets in Xing Wu Yun's hand, and said, "The emperor gave you one, according to etiquette, shouldn't you also return one?"

  Xing Wuyun hastily held the two wooden puppets tightly in his arms, "No way."

  Feng Qian Ning looked at him with this expression, naturally understanding, and sighed softly, "Alas, it's really a case of saying one thing but meaning another."

  Xing Wuyun raised an eyebrow and looked at her, "Was it Feng Ao Tian who sent you to take it back?"

  Feng Qian Ning leaned to one side, looking at him, "The Emperor said that if there are two wooden puppets in Xing Wu Yun's hands, then let this princess take one away."

  Xing Wuyun lowered his head, looking at the two wooden puppets in his arms, then raised his eyes to look at her. "I'll do it myself."

  Feng Qian's eyes sparkled slightly as she took a step forward, looking at Xing Wuyun, "Hey, be honest with me, do you really have any thoughts about the Emperor?"

  Xing Wuyun hastily stood up and looked at her, "This young master is only interested in women."

  Feng Qian Ning looked at him, "Is it?"

  Xing Wuyun turned his gaze and looked at Feng Qianying, "That's natural."

  Feng Qian Ning slightly nodded, then when he wasn't paying attention, she quickly snatched the wooden puppet from his hand. Looking at the two puppets, then looking towards Xing Wu Yun who was rushing towards her, she hastily raised her hand and said, "If you dare to take one step forward, I'll destroy these two puppets."

  Xing Wuyun hastily stopped in his tracks, looking at her, "You dare."

  Feng Qian Ning raised an eyebrow, "This princess dared to take your clothes back then, these two wooden puppets, what's there to not dare about?"

  "You... aren't you afraid that Feng Ao Tian will punish you?" Xing Wu Yun hastily pulled out Feng Ao Tian.

  Feng Qian Ning looked at him, "This princess will tell the emperor about your previous words one by one. Since you are not interested in the emperor, then these two wooden puppets are also meaningless."

  Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Qianying's hands clutching the wooden puppet and hastily said, "Give it back to me!"

  "To be honest, I'd rather return it to you." Feng Qian Ning looked at him and said with a smile.

  Xing Wuyun took a deep breath, suddenly turned his back, closed his eyes and said, "This young master is only interested in women, if you want to destroy, then destroy it."

  Feng Qian Ning slightly hesitated, looking at him, then hid the two wooden puppets in her sleeve and took out a piece of wood that she had prepared earlier. With a fierce pinch, it turned into powder. Looking at Xing Wu Yun, "Since that's the case, I'll destroy them."

  Xing Wuyun listened to her words, hastily turned around, and saw that she had spread out her palms, with wood shavings flowing through the gaps between her fingers, instantly scorching his eyes. He took a step forward, looking at Feng Qianying, laughing wildly and unrestrainedly, "Destroyed perfectly, destroyed too perfectly."

  Feng Qian Ning raised her eyes, looking at his smile filled with mixed emotions of joy and sorrow. The corner of her mouth twitched, then she turned around and flew out of the camp.

  Xing Wuyun watched as Feng Qianying's figure disappeared, then looked at the scattered wood shavings on the ground. For some reason, his heart ached and he suppressed his smile, kneeling down to grab the wood shavings along with the dirt in his palm. He lowered his head, lightly sniffed, seeming to sense something, and quickly got up, rushing out of the camp. Feng Qianying's figure was already nowhere to be seen.

  He tiptoed lightly, then chased out, chasing for a long time, still couldn't find Feng Qian's figure, leaning against the big tree on one side, holding his forehead, constantly asking himself what he was doing.

  Feng Qian Ning now stood on the city wall, looking at Leng Qian Ye and smiled, saying: "General Leng, aren't you going back to rest?"

  Leng Qianye didn't show much surprise at Feng Qianying falling in front of her, but instead looked at her and asked, "Princess Qianying, what brings you here?"

  He had just seen her walk out of Xing Wuyun's tent, and then Xing Wuyun rushed out in a flurry.

  These things have nothing to do with him, and asking more questions will be of no use.

  "Come and take a look, General Leng." Feng Qianjing looked at Leng Qianye with a smile and said. Afterwards, she had an additional brocade box in her hand, looking at him, "This is something the Emperor asked me to specially deliver to the General."

  Leng Qianye raised her eyes and looked at Feng Qianying. When she saw the brocade box in her hand, a few more joyful expressions appeared on her face.

  Feng Qian Ning looked at Leng Qian Ye, who was usually not talkative and had a cold demeanor, but now had a rare smile on his face. She couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth as she thought about how he used to be the mastermind behind Feng Zuo Guo, but now had become a mere errand boy.

  Leng Qianye took over the brocade box, opened it, and saw a letter inside. He unfolded it and looked at the elegant handwriting on it, with a flash of light in his eyes like the first snow.

  "The delicate clouds play cleverly, the flying stars convey hatred, the Milky Way is vast and dark. The golden wind and jade dew meet once, and they surpass the countless ones in the world. Soft feelings are like water, good times are like dreams, and I endure looking at the magpie bridge road. If our love is long-lasting, how can it be limited to morning and evening? Don't worry, I'll return soon."

  He stared at the letter for a long time, letting the cold wind blow across his face, unmoving, clearly, he had never expected that one day, he would receive such an emotional message from her.

  Feng Qian Ning looked at Leng Qian Ye like that, as if she was enchanted, and sighed helplessly, not saying anything else. Then, she flew away.

  But just as she fell, she happened to meet Xing Wuyun who was chasing after her. She landed lightly and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Xing Gongzi, is there something?"

  "Puppet." Xing Wuyun took a step forward and stared at Feng Qianying.

  "Isn't it already ruined?" Feng Qian Ning looked at Xing Wu Yun and said foolishly.

  Xing Wuyun let out a cold snort, "Those two wooden puppets accompanied me for half a month, the smell on them is naturally familiar to me. The fragments you destroyed didn't have that smell at all."

  Feng Qian Ning lowered her eyes, thinking to herself how she had become so careless, and quickly raised them again, looking at him. "I really didn't."

  Xing Wuyun's eyes sank, looking at Feng Qianying, "If you don't give it, then don't think about leaving."

  Feng Qian Ning raised an eyebrow, looking at Xing Wu Yun, "Didn't you say you didn't care? You're not interested in the Emperor? Now, you're chasing after me for a wooden puppet, isn't this a case of 'this place has no silver three hundred taels'?"

  Xing Wuyun's face froze for a moment as he stared at her, "Mind your own business?"

  "This young master can't be controlled, but there is someone who can control you." Feng Qianying said, and then flew away.

  Xing Wuyun hastily dodged and closely pursued him without letting up.

  Feng Qian's mouth curved up slightly as she gazed at him, then looked away, her hand raised with two wooden puppets in it. "Want them? Not a chance."

  Xing Wu Yun's face turned red with anger, she flung her sleeve and turned around, "Take it away! It's best if you never appear in front of me again." With that, she stormed off in a huff.

  Feng Qian Ning stood there, staring at Xing Wu Yun's retreating figure, her mouth twitching as she wondered what was wrong with him. His change of heart was faster than a woman's, one moment wanting and the next not wanting. She then put away the two wooden puppets, shook her head, and flew off.

  Xing Wuyun stormed back to his tent, irritably lying on the soft couch. What's wrong with him? Why care about those two wooden puppets? Thinking of Feng Ao Tian, how could he be with her? No, absolutely impossible. But that puppet was made with his careful thought, why did it end up being a bargain for Feng Qian Ning?

  As soon as he thought of this, Teng suddenly stood up from the soft couch and rushed out of the camp. He looked at Leng Qianye, who was standing on the city wall like a sculpture, his toes lightly tapping, and then landed in front of him. Looking at him fondly holding the letter in his hand, before Leng Qianye could react, he snatched it over. When he saw the poem inside, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Really sentimental, able to write such sour poems, not afraid of souring one's teeth."

  Leng Qianye raised her eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, stepped forward, took the letter from him, and said, "Now that our two armies are facing each other, aren't you afraid I'll detain you?"

  Xing Wuyun leaned against the city wall with a skeptical expression, staring at the letter, "She's coming over?"

  "Weren't you waiting for her to come over? " Leng Qianye hastily put away the letter, then took out a brocade pouch from his bosom, folded the letter into small pieces and carefully put it in the pouch, before putting the pouch back into his bosom. He looked up at Xing Wuyun and said.

  "What is that?" Xing Wuyun slanted his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye's chest.

  "It's a matter of life and death." Leng Qianye looked at him and said bluntly.

  "What's your relationship with Feng Ao Tian?" Xing Wu Yun hastily straightened his body, looking at Leng Qian Ye, and asked in a low voice.

  "Hmm." Leng Qianye appeared slightly embarrassed for the first time, nodding at him.

  Xing Wuyun's eyes sank, and he suddenly let out a low growl, "Damn it!"

  Leng Qianye raised her eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Why are you so angry?"

  Xing Wuyun turned his gaze, suppressing his own inexplicable anger, and then threw out a sentence, "The weather is dry, the fire is big."

  Then he flew away immediately.

  Leng Qianye raised her eyes, watching his departing back, obviously angry, stood for a long time before suddenly understanding, her gaze flashed with a hint of coldness, gently stroking her own chest, then turned around and descended from the city tower.

  Xing Wuyun seemed to have been stimulated, with a feeling of wanting to cry and sob. Now, he just wanted to find someone to talk to. Obviously, Leng Qianye was not the best choice. He leaned weakly on the soft couch, also wondering why he would get angry?

  Does he still have the hairpin that Feng Ao Tian gave to Ye Mei Xi, along with the wooden puppet? Not only did she take it back, but also took away the one he carved himself. What does he mean to her after all?

  The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He suddenly rushed out of his tent and now, one morning, when the soldiers had just returned from battle and were repairing their armor, they saw the normally calm Fourth Prince charging forward like a fierce beast, disappearing into the distance amidst the shock of the soldiers.

  Luó Chí couldn't see through Xíng Wú Yún, now that he's gone without a trace, it's even more unbearable. But what can be done? After all, he is the master and I am the servant.

  Xing Wuyun took a deep breath and spent half a day circling around the northeast of Feng Qi country. Along the way, he met Wei Zimo's escort team. He seemed to have found comfort and quickly got into the carriage, sitting three steps away from Wei Zimo. Then he lay down, covering his face with his sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Don't disturb me, let me sleep for a while."

  Wei Zimo was naturally aware of Xing Wuyun's actions in the border town, but he didn't know about specific things like Feng Qianying's wooden puppet or Leng Qianye's flying letter. If he had known, he would have definitely teased Xing Wuyun at this moment. However, seeing that Xing Wuyun was usually pretending to be carefree and unrestrained, but now looked so anxious, Wei Zimo held back and poured himself a cup of tea instead, looking at the account book while savoring the tea.

  Xing Wuyun slept for a whole day, while in Yue Qiguo's military camp, they were searching for him all night.

  Leng Qianye stood on the city wall, looking at the chaos in the distant military camp. He shook his head helplessly and thought of a sentence that was most suitable for Xing Wuyun: "Onlookers see more than players."

  In the south of Wu Yue State, Luo Yun and Mu Han were still evenly matched, but they also stopped at a crucial point. They ended only when it was noon.

  Mu Han still sat upright on his warhorse, looking at Luo Yun opposite him, "This time, I've actually ended up in a draw with General Luo."

  Luo Yun also laughed softly and didn't respond, but instead waved his hand, "Withdraw!"

  At this time, however, a tender voice echoed from the city wall, "Wait."

  Then, a shooting star flew from the city wall and landed on Mu Han Yao's horse. Looking at Luo Yun in front of him, then looking at the small white snake in his arms, "I'm telling you, he kicked Mu Han Yao six times, gave Mu Han Yao three palms, had physical contact five times, and..."

  Admiring the cold and distant gaze, watching the shooting stars, I don't know why he remembers these things so clearly, and can't help but feel a little puzzled.

  "Liuxing finished speaking and then summarized, 'There are twenty-five in total, can you remember them?'"

  The little white snake yawned, gazing at the shooting star and nodded listlessly.

  Meteor looked up, rushing towards Mu Han Yao and revealing a dazzling smile. Then, staring at Luo Yun, it was overcast with dark clouds, "My Holy Master said that if anyone dares to hurt Mu Han Yao even a little, let the small white snake spit fire."

  Mochan listened from afar to Liuxing's words, and her heart warmed up, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

  "Shooting Star glared at Luo Yun opposite him, 'You... dare touch him... that's asking for death.'"

  As he spoke, he stroked the little white snake's head, and before Luo Yun could open his mouth, "Little White Snake, go."

  The little white snake suddenly made a flying body, directly rushing towards Luoyun. When Luoyun was still unclear about the situation, he saw that the little white snake actually sprayed fire and shot it straight at him.

  He hastily raised his arm to cover his face, and although the armor on his body could withstand fire, it was still charred black. He looked up, incredulously staring at the little white snake, "Are you human or ghost?"

  A shooting star hastily stood on the horse's head, pointing at Luo Yun and shouting loudly, "It is a divine dragon, haven't you heard that when the divine dragon appears, the king will show up?"

  Luo Yun was stunned again, he originally thought it was just a legend, but unexpectedly there really is a divine dragon in this world. He couldn't bear it and the little white snake spat fire at him again, causing him to fall off his horse. He looked up at the little white snake with a terrified expression.

  Others listened in stunned silence, and Liuxing's words were undoubtedly a shocking thunderclap that left everyone stunned on the spot.

  Ling Fengxue was the first to react, and then shouted, "If it's a divine dragon, then is the true Wang Zun actually the Emperor of Feng Qiu Country?"

  As soon as this was said, it caused everyone to speculate and be shocked, especially the proud soldiers of Yueqi Country, who were even more unwilling to accept it in their hearts. How is this possible? How can an emperor of a small country become Wang Zun? No, this absolutely cannot be true.

  The generals and soldiers came back to their senses, all staring at the little white snake with a fierce glow in their eyes. "How can it be the divine dragon? It must be an evil spirit! Kill the evil spirit!"

  Liuxing listened and hurriedly shouted loudly, "Little white snake, give them some color to see, how dare they say you are a monster."

  The little white snake hated it when others called it a monster, its body suspended in mid-air quivering, and then it spat out water, directly spraying the soldiers of Leiqi Country who were shouting loudly.

  Luo Yun looked at the small white snake in front of him, which could spit both fire and water. If it was really a divine dragon, he couldn't let it go. He quickly got up from the ground and shouted loudly, "This is an evil creature, it must be eliminated!"

  Mo Han listened to Liuxing's words from afar, and naturally believed them. The person in front of him didn't know the severity of Feng Ao Tian, but he clearly understood it. His eyes narrowed, and then he raised his hand, ordering his soldiers to attack Leiqi Country once again.

  The soldiers of Rakshas were soaked by the water spray of Xiao Bai She, and when Xiao Bai She was extremely angry, whoever she sprayed would turn to ice in an instant. Those soldiers of Rakshas had already been frozen and stood still on the spot.

  Lu Yun looked at the scene in front of him, even more shocked and amazed. He looked at the small white snake, then turned to Mu Han Yao's cavalry, which had already rushed over. He hastily ordered his remaining soldiers to retreat.

  The little white snake stared at the soldiers of Yueqi Country in front of her, and then chased after Luoyun relentlessly. The water she spat out condensed on Luoyun's body, and Luoyun was also frozen, unable to move. In an instant, the people and horses brought by Luoyun turned into ice sculptures.

  Meteor clapped his hands, with his hands on his waist, still standing on the horseback, "Dare to say that Shenlong is a monster, looking for death!"

  The little white snake looked at its own masterpiece in front of it, shaking its tail and falling into the arms of Flowing Star. The snake's eyes shot out green light, staring tightly at the soldiers of Leqigu who didn't know good from bad, with anger still not subsiding in its heart.

  Meteor stroked the head of the little white snake, praising it, "Well done, Little White Snake. You have to show them some strength, daring to say they want to kill you."

  Xiao Bai She hastily nodded in agreement with Liu Xing's words, getting angrier by the minute.

  Mu Han Yao looked at the shooting star in front of him, then turned to look at the small white snake in Xing Xing's arms. He pulled him down from his horseback and said, "Alright, since you've been taught a lesson, let's head back."

  "Hmm." Liúxīng raised his eyes, looking at Mù Hán Yáo, and smiled, saying, "I was specially sent by the Holy Master to protect you."

  Mu Han Yao looked at the shooting star, raised his hand and gently stroked his hair, "Your Majesty, are you okay now?"

  "With a beauty by your side, of course it's better." Liuxing looked at Muhanyao and hastily said, "That Ye Xuan is really clingy."

  The little white snake still fixed its gaze on the ice sculpture in front of it, now that it was deep autumn. Although there was sunlight, it would take some time to melt the ice on their bodies. They were likely to be frozen to death by the time the ice melted.

  Mu Han Yao looked at Yue Qi Guo in front of him, thinking that winning against Yue Qi Guo now wasn't what he wanted after all. He had wanted to rely on his own abilities to defeat Yue Qi Guo.

  Just as they were about to return to the city, Ling Xue's voice came from the empty city tower, "Release the arrow!"

  Mu Han raised her eyes, meeting the cold gaze of Ling Xue's snowy eyes. Then, she saw the soldiers of Wu Yue Country standing on the city wall, holding bows and arrows, under her command, countless arrow rains shot down.