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Hubei is located at the foot of the Qiushan.

In the city and even the famous snowy lands, people often sing songs and sing songs about Qiushan. Some even said that Qiushan City was a city without blood. If one saw the blood, they would stain the entire city with it. That was why ever since Su Jin had started behaving like this, the curfew in the entire city would be held after the third night. All rangers and assassins, and even the intelligence department, were not allowed to move after the third night.

However, there seemed to be some exceptions today.

The Li Kingdom's courtiers and officials, dressed in bright and luxurious clothes, stood under the balcony on the inner side of the military road. They all stood solemnly as they raised the jade tokens they carried with them and placed them under their sleeves, following the lead of the palace people silently as they climbed the jade steps that led to the Qiushan Taichen Palace.

The leader of the palace bowed deeply as he hurried on his way. He climbed up on top of the concoction and whispered to the guard guarding the entrance of the palace.

The Wu Wei raised his blade and looked at Fang Wu's courtier, then shouted coldly:

"A pair of hours ago, the attendant passed down the order, 'Those who have not been summoned by the Marquis shall not be allowed to enter the position of' Your Highness'."

Hearing this, most of the Su Clan's elders felt their hearts sink. The palace gate with the auspicious clouds carved into the walls in front of the Taichen Palace had already been tightly shut.

Within the bright red light of the lamp, one could faintly see the floating signboard that was personally written by State Lord Jing Rui years ago. It was suspended high in the middle of the hall, and there were four words inscribed on it — "Swallowing chest and ten thousand streams".

Two months ago, there was an urgent report. The Eastern Emperor's ten marquises were defeated in the Dragon Seizing Pass, while the Northern Lion, Ling Tianji, was forced to the point where the ten marquis of Grand Xia didn't dare to take even half a step over the line.

Within three days, the news of defeat flooded the capital like snowflakes. Emperor's Kindred An's six scrolls had managed to seal the fire paint of the night and sent it to the royal side of the capital.

In the span of a moment, all the noble families in the world cast their gazes towards the dukes loyal to the royal family.

Forced by pressure, the two great dukes who guarded the royal family in the Western Pass — the West Chu and the Shang Kingdom — had no choice but to send troops to the north. However, the ten great dukes waiting outside the Cloud Dragon Pass had long since abandoned their fear of fighting and were now unavoidably losing.

The news spread like wildfire. Seven hundred years for Grand Xia to collapse. None of the peerless emperors of the Xia Dynasty could invade the Cloud Dragon Pass, which was known as the "First Pass".

However, the marquis who had suffered heavy casualties also imitated the eunuchs who were born in the imperial city and became ungrateful. No one dared to shoot arrows at them again, and they all decided to watch from the sidelines, waiting for the Vermillion Bird of the Grand Xia and the Genuine Force to defeat them. They turned their horses around and entered the imperial capital, hoping that they would be able to save the position of marquis in front of them even if they had the least chance of doing so!

After the Emperor Wen Shao received the news, he brutally smashed open the tightly shut doors of the Privy Council and the Imperial Censorate in the middle of the night. He looked through the tables of the various dukes of the world, and finally found the famous assassin of the Northern Marquis Su Jin, who once again activated the position of Duke of Su Jin, and asked him to send a cloud dragon to repel the invading army of the Northern King.

The Su Clan had guarded the northern border for seven hundred years. If there was a duke in the world that could withstand the White Emperor's army, then the Su Clan of the Northern Kingdom, which was the only family with a famous general, would be his.

Hubei Autumn Mountain.

West of the city, Phoenix Moon Palace.

The candle flames were blazing as the curtains rolled down.

The Imperial Physician's Department told the court to set up a brazier in the side hall. All of a sudden, the palace behind the curtain was engulfed in a sea of burning charcoal.

"The old imperial physician is waiting in the palace. This is his only chance. If he fails to save the crown prince, whether it's the dukes of China or the hegemons of the northern border, they will all take our lives!"

On the path of the tall city wall, the Prime Minister of the Imperial Physician Office was crawling with his back bent like a snake. Behind him was the anxious Hubei Province's Minister of Rites, Liu Shiyu.

The two hurriedly entered the narrow path. Their small figures were covered by the shadow of the two towering giant walls on both sides, and they could not see the end of it. Looking up, he could see only a sliver of sky, as if someone had cut it open with a sword.

"As per the Marquis' orders, get the officials from the Imperial Physician Office in charge of saving the White Emperor's son."