First Lady of the Crown Prince

Chapter 896 Return of Marquis Xuanping (second update)

　　Hour Xuanping narrowed his eyes slightly.

Chang Ying said calmly: "My brother and I have competed in martial arts. His swordsmanship has many moves that our Dark Night Sect does not have, and his body skills are also similar to yours. I guess, my brother has been staying with us all these years By your side, right? Your return to Dark Night Island this time is just for the weeds in the back mountains, right?"

Chang Jing carried them on his back to dig weeds. Did he really think that they didn’t know?

Xuanpinghou suddenly realized: "It turned out that the secret was revealed like this."

Chang Ying pointed her sword at him: "You are willing to admit it, which means you are very smart. If you made a quibble just now, I have ordered you to be killed!"

Xuanpinghou smiled and said: "If you are not smart, you won't be able to get married with a few fairies, right?"

That voice was very useful to the fairy, and Chang Ying snorted: "What nonsense are you telling the truth?"

 As long as the fairy is truthful, everything else is true.

Chang Ying continued: "Although you kidnapped my brother, based on my understanding of him, if you didn't treat him sincerely, he would not bring you back to the island. Do you know that in the past few years, you have set foot on the outer islands of our island? There’s only one kind of person.”

 “Who is it?” Xuan Pinghou asked.

 “Love couple.”

ˆHorse Xuanping: “…!”

Chang Ying put away the sword: "For the sake of my brother, I won't tell my father about you."

　　Xuan Pinghou smiled: "Thank you very much. Then, I'll take my leave."

 “Stop.” Chang Ying called him.

 Hou Xuanping asked politely: "What other instructions does the fairy have?"

 Sounding a fairy in one mouthful really makes people happy. I originally promised my sisters that you would be beaten up by each of them...

 Forget it, I’ll spare you!

Chang Ying whistled.

A direwolf with a snow-white body and a fire mark on its head jumped down from the island.

The aura of this direwolf is different from other wolves, like a wolf.

It came to Chang Ying. Chang Ying knelt down on one knee, touched its head, and said to Marquis Xuanping: "Lingwang is the most powerful alpha wolf on our island. I met him and got injured by chance." , I got it. I didn’t even borrow it from my father, so I will lend it to you today. The Spirit King is very sensitive to blizzards. In fact, all direwolves can sense the coming of a blizzard, but the Spirit King is more sensitive than them. Know how to avoid a blizzard.”

As she spoke, she thought of something, her expression became solemn, and she told Marquis Xuanping, "Remember, if the Spirit King refuses to lead the way, it is inevitable. You must not force your way in."

Xuan Pinghou nodded: "I understand. Then, how can I return it and the direwolf to you after I cross the ice field?"

Chang Ying said: "You don't have to worry about this, the Spirit King will come back with them."

　　Xuan Pinghou cupped his hands and said, "Farewell, Fairy Chang."

Even if you call me a fairy in such a serious and solemn way, who would suspect that it is a lie?

 When it comes to coaxing women, Marquis Xuanping has never had any trouble, except for Princess Xinyang.

Chang Ying placed the Spirit King in the leading position in the first row, tied the reins for it, and whispered a few words in its ear, which were small instructions.

 As you lead the way for the guests, you must also take care and come back to me alive.

After bidding farewell to Chang Ying, Marquis Xuanping got on the snowmobile, put on his animal skin gloves, grabbed the reins, shouted loudly, and the Spirit King ran out quickly with the direwolves.

On the high hillside, Chang Kun and his son watched Marquis Xuanping and the direwolves gradually disappear.

Chang Jing wore thick leather and a hat that covered her ears. Her sister had braided hair that hung orderly on her shoulders.

His eyes were clean and clear, but full of sadness.

 This is not the look that a seventeen or eighteen year old boy should have.

 He is too young to have such sorrow.

Chang Kun put his hands behind his back and used his huge body to shield his son from the cold winter wind. He sighed and said: "Your sister lent him the Spirit King. This is the limit that our Dark Night Sect can do for him. It’s not that I’m reluctant to give him my hand, but it’s meaningless.”

 Having seen natural disasters, you will know that human power is insignificant, which cannot be compensated by the level of martial arts.

Chang Kun couldn't see his son's sad eyes. He sighed and said, "I promise you, after the spring begins, I will destroy Jianlu."

Chang Jing held a box of marbles and left without saying a word.

 …

Zhaoguo.

In the house on Zhuque Street, after Princess Xinyang cried, she went to prepare the clothes for Shangguan Qing to travel.

In the room, Princess Xinyang, who had calmed down, put a big bundle on his table: "Mom, I don't know you are still alive. These clothes belong to your brother."

These clothes are all new and Xiao Heng has not worn them yet. Princess Xinyang can lie and say that someone just went to the shop to buy them for him.

 But she didn't do that.

Shangguan Qing doesn’t need her to do this either.

 “You’re not in a hurry to leave at night?” Princess Xinyang asked.

 “Well, we’ll leave tomorrow morning.”

Xiao Heng heard his words outside the door and frowned slightly.

Didn’t we agree to stay for three days?

 Why did you arrive early tomorrow morning?

 Could it be that—

 That's right, the poison in Shangguan Qing's body began to deteriorate rapidly, and the medicine prepared for him by the Guoshi Palace gradually lost its effectiveness, and he could not last three days.

 He could eat a large bottle in one sitting, but the price would be drowsiness.

 He will die peacefully in his sleep.

 This was the last mercy the medicine showed him.

 But he didn’t want to eat, he didn’t want to sleep, he wanted to take a good look at his mother and be himself, and he didn’t want to sleep in the last few hours of his life.

He would rather endure the pain of being cut into pieces than to leave this world clearly.

Princess Xinyang's heart was cut by a knife, and she smiled slightly: "Then, mother, can I stay with you tonight?"

 He couldn't say no to him.

 He is going to die, so let him have his own way.

 He also wanted to lie next to his mother and finally get closer to her.

 Both mother and son were reluctant to fall asleep.

 Princess Xinyang sat on the bedside and told him about Zhaoguo.

 In fact, she wanted to hear him talk about his life in Yan State, how he grew up, what he liked to do, what he didn't like to do, and what he had experienced.

 But she knew he had no strength left.

He lay quietly beside her like a frail baby, holding her hand, almost losing the strength to breathe.

“Mom likes to plant flowers. There are a lot of peonies planted in the flower house. If you like them, I can pick a few for you tomorrow morning.”

 How could a boy like peonies?

 She was confused, tears were rushing in her heart, and she couldn't even tell what she was talking about.

 “Where is my dad?”

 He suddenly spoke weakly, "What kind of person is he?"

"He..." Princess Xinyang's thoughts cleared up for a second. She thought for a long time and really didn't know how to describe that man. After a while, she said in a low voice, "He is a good father."

 …

 Above the ice sheet, there is vast white snow.

Horse Xuanping and eleven direwolves galloped in the cold wind.

Hour Xuanping stood on the snowmobile, with dark clouds rolling behind him, and the whole sky was gloomy.

On the way here, the Spirit King had taken him and the rest of the direwolves to escape two snowstorms and an avalanche, and he was still running forward without any effort.

Under its leadership, not one of the direwolf's companions fell down due to fatigue or timidity.

Xuan Pinghou had to control the steering and balance of the snowmobile, but he couldn't rest.

The lakes on their way back were all frozen over, so they thought they wouldn’t have to take another detour, but due to the blizzard, they still needed to change their route from time to time.

They crossed the land and came to the ice of a lake.

Xuanpinghou looked at the direwolf who was leading the race, and frowned slightly: "The Spirit King is running so fast, is there going to be another snowstorm?"

An ominous premonition arose in his heart, and he always felt that the coming snowstorm might not be that simple.

 He tightened his hold on the reins.

There was a loud bang behind him.

not good!

 It’s an avalanche!

 “Spiritual King!”

 He shouted loudly.

The Spirit King seemed to feel something and speeded up again, and the direwolf also picked up speed along with it.

Xuanping Hou looked back and saw that the snow on the snow mountain collapsed in pieces, sweeping towards them like a torrent of ice and snow.

The Spirit King suddenly changed course, made a sharp turn and ran to the right. The entire snowmobile team was deflected by it, turned to the right, and jumped from the land onto the ice of the lake.

　　Xuan Pinghou’s snowmobile was at the very back of the team and barely escaped being thrown off by this sharp turn!

Fortunately, he still thought it was exciting at first.

 At the moment I just feel it’s too terrible!

Chang Jing is indeed a child who grew up playing with snowmobiles, and his heart is not as strong as usual!

　　Xuan Pinghou was directly blown to the point of facial paralysis.

Shortly after they turned the corner, the avalanche flooded the place where they were just now, spreading straight across, even the hills were swallowed up.

Had it not been for the sharp turn of the Spirit King, the entire bobsleigh team would have been swallowed up by the avalanche at this moment.

Hour Xuanping breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before he could finish his breath, there was a cracking sound from the ice behind him.

Xuanping Hou’s eyebrows jumped.

　　Boom!

　　Boom! Boom! Boom!

A muffled cracking sound came from under the ice, and white cracks spread from the inside of the ice. The entire ice looked like ice-blue amber candy that was about to be broken.

The water temperature under the ice is extremely low. If you fall down, you will be paralyzed soon. No master in the world can swim through this low temperature.

　　Boom!

  Isn’t it very early today?

Are there any early monthly passes?

 (End of this chapter)