Chapter 23 Chapter 22 Moved to Dongfeng Jasper Lane

The princess quietly left the palace.In the night, she wrapped herself in a black cloak, she looked like an ordinary court lady, and did not attract the attention of others.The only joyous atmosphere permeated the city for several months. Because it was short-lived, it was so intoxicating that people could not help but forget to be vigilant. On the left side of the ceremony curtain, there is a row of tents for the envoys. The princess slipped silently into the largest of these tents.There are very few guards around this tent, and it is extremely quiet.Everyone seemed to avoid the tent on purpose, so that the princess could easily enter.

Once the tent door is closed, it seems to be cut off from the outside world.All the sounds of celebration became weak and dull, and seemed to be far away, neither seen nor heard. Although the tent is large, it is not luxurious.There is only a very simple bed in the tent, and a Taishi chair is placed beside the bed.The princess stared at the bed.She jumped onto the bed suddenly, pulled up the quilt, and covered herself. As the night deepened, the hustle and bustle outside the tent gradually subsided.Even the happiest people are getting ready for bed.The prosperity of the city slowly faded into a moment of emptiness and tranquility.

The door of the tent was pushed open, and the owner of the tent finally came back. The princess opened her eyes and held her breath tightly. The door of the tent was closed, the man walked slowly towards the bed, and suddenly stopped. The princess sat up from the bed. "Hello." There was mischievous cruelty in her voice.She really wanted to see the expression on that person's face, but the night blocked her view.But just imagining it made her feel extremely happy. "Zhuo Wangsun!" She believed that Zhuo Wangsun must be extremely shocked at this time.Because he never imagined that today's princess, the bride who is going to marry far away today, and tomorrow's emperor and empress of the Land of the Rising Sun, would be hiding on his bed.

She wanted to shock him even more, so she slowly lifted the quilt. The wedding dress embroidered with colorful phoenixes was torn into pieces and piled messily under the quilt.Her body was almost naked, except for a goose yellow corset, but a corner was torn open, half revealing her fat-like breasts. She stood up slowly, her almost completely naked body was like a bouquet of blooming flowers, standing proudly in front of him. What would the expression on his face look like? She chuckled.The faint starlight shone through the gap in the tent, shining on her jade-like body.He is separated from her only by a beam of light.

She said word by word: "You can go out, but I will definitely yell. Then, everyone will see this scene, and everyone will believe that there is... Adultery. " She said these two words in a deliberately emphatic tone, as the ending. Zhuo Wangsun finally made a move.He walked slowly to the grand master's chair and sat down. The princess also sat down slowly. She sat on the bed, hugged the quilt, and looked at him with interest. There are still three hours before dawn, and she really wants to have a good look at him. The day finally dawned. The city was once again in jubilation.The envoys of the Land of the Rising Sun had already prepared their cars before the ceremony, ready to welcome their emperor and empress.

Their queen is extremely honorable, extremely steadfast, and extremely noble.If there is a woman in this world who can be worthy of the Emperor who is called the Son of God, it is undoubtedly her. The princess of Ming Dynasty, with golden branches and jade leaves, of course has the honor that no one else has. Facing the blue morning glow, they fell before the curtain with the most solemn etiquette. The luan frame of nine horses had opened the curtain of the sedan chair, ready to welcome a grand event that would shine in the annals of history. Rumble.A salute sounded earth-shattering. Almost at the same time, a sharp shout sounded.

It seemed to be a woman screaming in panic, shame, fear, and despair. This scream came from Zhuo Wangsun's tent in shock. The officials of Daming and Goryeo looked at each other, not knowing what happened.The faces of the envoys from the Land of the Rising Sun all turned pale in an instant.An ominous premonition flashed in their hearts. They rushed to the tent and split the curtain with a knife. Zhuo Wangsun sat on the grand teacher's chair in the middle of the tent.The bed next to them was in a mess, their emperor and empress, pale and disheveled, were hugging the quilt and trembling.

On her head, she still wore the red phoenix crown specially prepared for this marriage. Looking at so many people, she couldn't say a word.But her tears are more effective than any explanation. The envoy of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun's eyes were about to burst, and with a roar of a tiger, he rushed towards Zhuo Wangsun. His knife broke in the middle; his person fell out. He stood up immediately.Zhuo Wangsun didn't want to kill him.The other envoys rushed up and stood side by side with him, their eyes all shining with humiliating anger. "The Kingdom of the Rising Sun will never accept such humiliation!"

When they walked out with their heads held high, the Goryeo officials were so frightened that they all collapsed on their chairs. This is the beginning of a war. When the officials of Gaoli looked at Zhuo Wangsun, their eyes were full of pain, despair, helplessness and resentment. There are so many women in the world, why do you only fall in love with the princess?It's not a big deal to look at the princess, why did you do such a thing the night before the princess got married? But Zhuo Wangsun's face was as heavy as water, so they didn't dare to say a word, and they all quietly retreated.

The city lost its joy in an instant and fell into dead silence. When everyone left, the princess smiled lightly and got under the quilt again. Seeing the envoy of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun leaving angrily, she was happier than anyone else.This means that she no longer has to marry, and she doesn't have to leave the city. Whenever she wants to go to Baishan, she can go there.No one will interfere with her anymore. But the whole night has passed, how is Yang Yizhi doing now?Thinking of this, the princess couldn't help but look sad.She hurriedly fumbled for the clothes under the quilt and put them on quickly.

She didn't want to be taken advantage of by Zhuo Wangsun.Hmph, he is not at a disadvantage. "Now, you won't let me kiss again, will you?" The princess sighed, although she was happy in her heart, she still put on a sad face. Zhuo Wangsun sat on the grand master's chair, motionless. "It seems that I can't marry the emperor, I can only marry you!" Zhuo Wangsun looked over here. He stared at the princess, the thick quilt seemed unable to block his gaze.The princess felt a burst of embarrassment, and hurriedly retracted her shoulders into the quilt. "Do you want to send an envoy to propose marriage to the emperor?" She continued to tease.Anyway, this is impossible.A sense of mischief rose in her heart, an urge to take revenge on the man in front of her.Zhuo Wangsun's calmness, pride, indifference and rebelliousness faintly mobilize her inner desire to conquer.She has no interest in him, but wants to see him suffer. Zhuo Wangsun finally said, "Let me think again, what is your purpose?" His gaze seemed to really penetrate the quilt and clothes, penetrate into her heart, and wantonly rummage through her secrets.The princess felt a panic.This man seemed omniscient, and no secret could escape his gaze. And her secret, must not let him know! "If you just don't want to marry the emperor, you can run away. But you didn't do that, but chose to sacrifice your reputation. It seems that you don't want to leave." There was a hint of surprise in the princess' eyes.She really didn't expect that Zhuo Wangsun's power of observation was so keen. "The Korean battlefield is not worth your nostalgia. So the reason why you don't want to leave must be because of one person." The princess' body shook again. "If it's just to annoy the welcoming envoy, you should use this strategy on him. It can not only destroy the marriage, but also make him unable to refuse you. But you didn't do that." There was a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Is it because he is not in the city?" A flash of panic flashed in Princess Feng's eyes. This person's words were as sharp as a knife, wandering wantonly in her heart, picking out everything she had hidden, and exposing it to his eyes. "Then, who is this person who actually invited the princess' family?" The princess put on a straight face, and said coldly: "Who does it matter? Can I not like someone?" Zhuo Wangsun said slowly: "Yes." There seemed to be a strange change in his eyes. When he looked at the princess, the princess couldn't help but feel a chill.This tyrant, now sitting on the grand master's chair, looked at her coldly from a distance of seven steps. Her body couldn't help shaking. She, the emperor's noble, couldn't help trembling under his gaze.There seemed to be a cold knife hidden in his eyes, cutting out her soul inch by inch, causing the pain to the bone. He stared at her, and a mocking smile slowly spread from the depths of his eyes: "I was just thinking, why isn't he in the city?" He stopped talking and looked to the southeast. To the southeast is Lingshan. The princess jumped up as if suddenly frightened.Although she was only wearing a shawl, she was almost completely naked.Because, she finally understood why Zhuo Wangsun's gaze was so cold. He has seen through their plans completely.This damned person, why is his mind so smart, just from her performance last night, he almost completely guessed their carefully planned plan. Why can't he be a little stupid? The princess jumped out of bed. "I won't allow you to hurt him, never!" Her voice was full of horror, because she saw a terrible ending from Zhuo Wangsun's eyes. Zhuo Wangsun smiled slowly. He looks at her. The distance between the two was no more than seven inches, and his eyes scanned her body inch by inch, as if he wanted to see through her whole body; but he seemed not to be looking at her at all, but only looking at the void in the darkness. Looking from a distance, a city made of gold, silver and iron, two shadows embrace each other tightly. Looking from afar, the love he once possessed and possessed has been touched by others. Looking from a distance, a water-red lotus no longer only looks up at the light of the morning sun, but is stained with the light of the bright moon. He had enough power back then to blow it all up, but he didn't. He has never been afraid of anyone's challenge, because he knows that everything in the world and all living beings are his spoils of war. But now, he was suddenly not so free and easy. He suspects that he is just a mortal who likes to care about every detail. He stared at the woman who was trembling but summoned up the courage to stand in front of him.He believed that what he saw was another person. Another person who stood in front of the bright moon, shivering but never flinching. Another who bravely defied the majesty of the scorching sun for the gentle moonlight. He said coldly, "Okay, I'll marry you." The princess looked up in shock.Zhuo Wangsun's words were so abrupt, like a cracked boulder, crashing to the bottom of her heart, leaving only muddy fragments on the ground. The princess went limp all over and sat slumped on the ground.Even when Zhuo Wangsun tore off the tiger amulet from her necklace, she didn't react at all. At that moment, she seemed to hear the roulette wheel of fate, and let out an old moan. Yang Yizhi looked at his hand. Dizang stood in front of him, still like a cloud of black mist, but it was dispersing. Huo Zang, Shui Zang, and Feng Zang have long since disappeared. The four ghosts were finally defeated by his Fengyue sword energy.It took him a whole day to find the best opportunity to injure four people at the same time with one sword. There was a slight doubt in his heart, when he hit Jizo, he didn't feel solid.But Jizo's painful roar and the four people's rapid retreat made him have no more doubts. In any case, he finally broke free from the siege of the four.Although the Sword of Fengyue has been released, within a few hours, he will be as weak as a child.But luckily he still has a horse, and he can still ride it to Baishan. He knew that he didn't have much time, and the Japanese army must have traveled day and night to charge Lingshan City.Therefore, he must arrive as soon as possible. Otherwise, this war will be completely lost. Baishan is not far away.It only took an hour for a huge camp to appear on the horizon, with the Panlong banner of the Ming Dynasty floating above the camp, and the gray tents stretched out for miles. Yang Yizhi let out a long breath.Such a camp can accommodate more than 50,000 troops.With so many troops, he will definitely be able to defend Lingshan City and complete the plan to wipe out the Japanese army. Therefore, even though he was physically and mentally exhausted; even though his body was extremely fragile after unleashing Fengyue Sword Qi, Yi still cheered up and galloped towards the camp. Suddenly, a faint voice came: "Brother Yang, please stay safe." Yang Yizhi's body stiffened suddenly, and he could hardly hold the rein of the horse. The horse ran forward unrestrained, and almost bumped into the man standing in front of the camp immediately. As soon as the man stretched out his hand and held the rein in his hand, the horse stopped immediately. Although it was frightened, it didn't even dare to neigh.There seemed to be an invisible majesty on that man, and even the horse felt the invisible oppression. Zhuo Wangsun. The moon-shaped golden vessel hung between his fingers, shaking slightly.That is a tiger charm to mobilize the armed forces. Yang Yizhi's heart sank to the bottom, which meant that this plan had completely failed. Zhuo Wangsun looked at Yang Yizhi quietly. Even he has to admit that Yang Yizhi's plan is precise and complete, and has great feasibility.This white-clothed man should have won a victory in Lingshan City.Unfortunately, he already knew about the plan. Therefore, this plan can only fail. Maybe there really is a so-called god who arranged all these things in the dark, so that they are always fighting for the same thing. If one succeeds, the other will definitely fail. Their battlefields are varied, ranging from as small as a single person to as large as the world.Fate makes them meet, as small as a person, as big as the world. The world is so big, they just met because of one person.Two people are so small, but they have a lot to do with the world. This arrangement is so delicate and strange. Zhuo Wangsun smiled slowly. "follow me." Yang Yizhi raised his head, as if he didn't understand Zhuo Wangsun's meaning: "But where?" Zhuo Wangsun looked at him, his smile was full of sarcasm, and it was getting sharper little by little. "Me and you." "Let's watch the destruction of Lingshan City together." The hooves of the horses beat silently on the fields full of Jindalai flowers.This is an ordinary and humble little flower, but it is strong and brave, and even in the war, it still blooms all over the mountains and plains. Looking down from the top of the mountain, there is not much demand on Lingshan, and there are not many soldiers in the city. Sunjo sat in the gazebo, enjoying a cup of tea in the morning.Tanma kept passing the news of the Japanese army, and President Xiaoxi personally led the army to rush over from Seoul day and night, like a storm, about to hit this fragile city from southeast to northwest.The troops stationed in this city are only one-twentieth of the Japanese army's, and the city defenses have long since fallen into disrepair. I'm afraid they won't even be able to withstand the first charge. Xuanzu was not worried at all. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and tasted it slowly.Indeed, there is no need to worry, because he firmly believes that Yang Yizhi will lead the soldiers and horses to appear in Lingshan City along with Chaoyang, and defeat the Japanese army.He believed in this man, since he saw this man for the first time, he knew that the one who could really win this war must be this humble and gentle man in white. He even hoped that more Japanese soldiers would come, so that he could see Yang Yizhi's true strength. The Japanese army did not live up to his expectations. A pair of golden horse marks appeared on the horizon, followed by the sound of rumbling hooves.A large number of Japanese soldiers in armor decorated with bright gold and silver swept across the plain like the wind, and surrounded the city from all sides. Lingshan City is like a hare hiding in haste, exposed to the eyes of hounds. Chief Xiao Xixing drove his horse and walked at the forefront of the team, and a series of orders were passed down. The 50,000 troops formed a neat circle and surrounded the city. He waited for the encirclement to form, leaving no gaps. Yang Yizhi was silent, and slowly raised his hand under the white sleeve.Although he had just used Fengyue Sword Qi and his body was at its weakest, for the sake of Lingshan City, he had to fight against trapped beasts. The light, flickering like a firefly, converged towards his palm with difficulty and slowly. Suddenly, there was a soft sound, and the unformed rays of light shattered like glass and scattered in all directions. Yang Yizhi retreated abruptly, almost unable to stand still.He raised his head in astonishment, and was meeting Zhuo Wangsun's cold gaze. Zhuo Wangsun waved his sleeve lightly, and the remaining moon-white dust in the air dissipated completely.The murderous aura slowly exploded from his body, turning into an invisible cage, locking Yang Yizhi tightly. He didn't want to shoot him at this time. But this man in white must know that this is his war, and no one is allowed to intervene. President Xiaoxi waved down his hand fiercely. The Japanese army roared like a beast, and rushed towards Lingshan City. The city wall collapsed in an instant like it was made of paper. The teacup in Xuanzu's hand fell to pieces, and he stood up in shock. Where is the God of War in white?Where are the fifty thousand reinforcements? This war should not have developed like this!Never should! President Konishi showed a smile on his face.This war is developing along the lines he envisioned. Zhuo Wangsun smiled like ice.This war is developing along the lines he envisioned. Yang Yizhi closed his eyes in pain.This war is developing unpredictably. With a twenty-to-one power disparity, Lingshan City can't even talk about resistance.Looking down from the top of the mountain, the city is full of Japanese soldiers.With the flames of war and flames ignited, the city is rapidly becoming a hell. All the miserable things in hell are staged in this city.The Japanese army had clearly made up their minds to leave a forever irresistible mark on the hearts of the Koreans, so they were completely destroying the city. After this war is over, everything in this city will be completely wiped from the ground. Dogs and chickens are left alone. Xuanjo trembled, everything he imagined was collapsing and destroying.Finally, he couldn't help shouting hysterically: "Why! Why is this happening!" Zhuo Wangsun slowly turned his head and stared at Yang Yizhi.The grief in this man's heart did not hide from his eyes.Similarly, he also knew clearly the weakness after using the Fengyue Sword. "Can you still save this city?" Yang Yizhi's eyes suddenly opened. He looked at the tyrant who was staring at him. Strong, calm, lonely and cruel tyrant. He once thought that he was the only one who understood this man in the whole world, but he was wrong.He never understood. He thought that he wholeheartedly agreed with the idea of ​​finding a third person, but he was wrong.He could never stand by and watch thousands of people turn into bones for a single idea.No matter how true it is. He didn't know if there was room in this man's heart to accommodate others.Could it be that the common people are just pawns in this man's heart?The death of tens of thousands of people is really just an insignificant number in the cracks in the official books?The bones support the sky, and the blood flows like a river, just paving the way for the historical chariot to move forward. But he knew that this war was a sword, which was being held in the hands of this man, but he was empty-handed. He also knew that this man was picking up the sword and slowly and cruelly piercing his heart, just to force him to submit. But he never gave in. He never gave in to this man.Although he always felt the strength and pride of this man.But his tenacity and persistence allowed him to stand before this man as an equal. He said word by word: "I, can, enough!" He slammed his horse and rushed down the mountain. Like a gust of wind passing by Zhuo Wangsun's side.