All the jade artifacts in the room shattered and fell to the ground. Su Shun Qian was still howling in the pool of blood on the ground. The fragments of porcelain blinded his eyes, and blood flowed out of his eyes along with the warm jade.
"Two... Two... "Second Young Master!" Yu Chang'en was so frightened that his face turned pale. He knelt on the side of Su Shun Qian and looked at his bloodstained white clothes. It was difficult for Yu Chang'en to say anything else. Everything had happened too suddenly.
Bai Jinyu suddenly sighed, he was still a step too late.
Chen Du hurriedly approached and whispered, "Prince, the thirty palace lamps in the room were extinguished at almost the same time. Fragments of jade artifacts were not thrown carelessly, they should be some kind of brilliant hidden weapon."
Before Chen Du could finish his words, he was interrupted by the Crown Prince. His face was still the same dignified appearance as before. He didn't even spare a glance for Su Shun Qian as he leisurely walked towards a corner while strolling across the ground covered in blood.
"Crown Prince …" When Chen Du saw him walk over, he hastily extended his hand to stop him. However, he was forced to retreat by the pair of indifferent eyes.
"Ah Yu'er …" The white-robed Crown Prince squatted down in front of the girl with bare shoulders. He looked at the terrified face of the young girl, his eyes still glimmering like pearls as they continuously rolled down.
He stretched out his hand and caught the pearl-like light. In a split-second, the light shattered. The wetness hit his warm palm and it turned cold.
"Silly girl, if a girl cries, she won't look good!"
A pair of warm hands suddenly covered Ah Yu'er's head. Ah Yu'er's tensed body began to slowly soften.
She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her, who was dressed in snow-white robes and had a stern expression on his face. At this moment, what she saw in front of her was a brilliant smile.
So it turned out that he knew how to laugh … This was the first time such a thought appeared in Ah Yu's mind.
Bai Jinyu's slender fingers kept stroking Ah Yu'er's head, as graceful as playing a zither.
At this moment, Ah Yu's heart felt really sad. Why was this man in front of her so unfathomable?
Before this moment, in Xiao Yu'er's heart, the Northern Prince's son was nothing more than a stone with no other good points besides his talent. His eyes were always deep and his face was always just a smile. He was always flawless, always the same.
But after today, other than that woman, it was the first time for Ah Yu to know that someone had treated her like a treasure. When she was sad, he would stroke her head, comfort her, and coax her.
At this moment, sorrow rushed into Ah Yu's heart, like a raging tide, wanting to smash her chest into pieces. She threw herself into the white-robed Crown Prince's arms and began to wail.
Never, never, never like today. He felt wronged.
A hint of a smile suddenly appeared in Bai Jinyu's expressionless eyes as she held Yu'er in her arms. Her lips curved into a faint smile, "She's really just a child!"
"Lord Shaohua, today's matter …" Yu Chang'en summoned up his courage and looked at the white-clothed crown prince. No matter what, Su Shun Qian was the second son of the Northern Marquis. Having his eyes blinded was no small matter.
However, Yu Chang'en was unable to say these words again. Bai Jinyu picked up Ah Yu, who was in her arms, and walked past him without even looking at Yu Chang'en.
However, Yu Chang'en heaved a sigh of relief. It was as though it was only natural for Shaohua to turn a blind eye to him. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that this was not something a simple girl could do. That Ah Yu'er clearly has an unknown identity. Yu Chang'en had been living in this position for a long time, and she was well aware of the many complicated forces within the Dragon Slaying Mountain.
Although this place was under the jurisdiction of Hubei Province, it was under the royal family's jurisdiction. However, a hundred years ago, when the Emperor abandoned this place, it became a masterless land. The various dukes and forces of the martial arts world all had spies present. Although the Su Clan had the responsibility of guarding the north, they didn't want to interfere in the chaotic affairs between the various powers.
Chen Du took a deep breath as he looked at the figure in white, who was about to disappear from his sight. Now that he relaxed, he felt his back was completely drenched. Just now, when he and the Crown Prince looked each other in the eye, he had felt an unprecedented pressure. Even when facing the head of the Hornless Yoga, he hadn't felt this pressure, as if he were looking at a king.
The feeling that youth gave him today was too shocking. He should be well aware of what was going on in there, but he did not seem to be willing to reveal the truth. The price for doing so was that he could have one of the best assassins in the world stay by his side, just like a dagger that would be hanging from his neck at any time.
At the peak of a distant mountain, a man dressed in white stood against the wind. The old man looked at the soldier that was like a chasm. The white-robed Crown Prince carried the timid woman in his arms, and suddenly began to laugh. He murmured, "I never thought that I would be able to hear Raksha's voice in such a weak age."
"The frog at the bottom of the well will never know the surging of the sea. The cicada in summer will never know the bleakness of winter and snow. Humans are always so stupid and full of hope."
The night lights were as dazzling as stars.
The Crown Prince was walking down an endless narrow path. The moonlight made his shadow lengthen. He raised his head and looked up. Two towering walls of unknown dimensions covered the entire sky. There was only a crack left which continued to extend into the sky.
Ah Yu'er lay down in Shaohua's embrace, falling into a deep sleep. A smile as gentle as the spring wind remained on her lips.
Bai Jinyu looked at that faint smile and a trace of helplessness and regret appeared in her eyes. No matter how conceited a woman was, there would always be a man that they were willing to treat with gentleness, willing to show their little girl side.
However, they didn't know that it was that man that often forced them to the point where they had no other way out, until their hearts were filled with the same thoughts. When that man's poison couldn't be removed from your heart, then they would be killed.
Raksha had been with the Yunshan Jun Family for six years, but now, six years had passed. It was a coincidence that she appeared at his side six years later.
"Senior brother, are you challenging me?" His white jade-like face revealed a gentle smile as he hugged the young girl even more tightly.
The countless chirping cicadas on both sides of the narrow road did not know that the biting winter was approaching and their lifespan was coming to an end.
The night wind blew gently. Under the pitch-black and gloomy sky, the branches of the Purple Myrtle Flower moved up and down uneasily with the wind. The white-clothed crown prince slowly walked over while carrying the mysterious Rakshasi in his arms. His long black hair danced in the wind behind his snow-white robes.
The Crown Prince lowered his head to look at the peaceful sleep of the young girl in his arms. He was thinking about something.
Deep in the night, in the Heaven Seeking Palace.
The hidden lamp in the wind and snow was red, and the candlelight shone on the stage.
It was not yet dawn. Behind the scenes, the young Crown Prince was sitting up straight, his ink-black hair flowing down over his hips and knees, brushing against Shengxue's white clothes. His slender fingers casually tapped on the jade table as he thought back to the contents of the long scroll that had been burned to ashes.
The book that was listed as a book by the Xia family's 32 generations of emperors was a stunning one, and it had to be admitted that the records of this book were indeed too shocking. Although he was on the verge of becoming a beacon of war in this chaotic world, this era still had the power to turn the tides of the world on its own. In the previous five hundred and eighty years, the heroes had gone on stage in turns. In the hearts of these generations of talents, the power to the emperor was like the emperor's seal to the successor.
Although the Seven Seas Master had been dead for hundreds of years, he was still revered as the most famous imperial teacher in the entire Grand Xia.
According to the historical records, when the previous dynasty's emperor, Gao Shi, died, the world was in chaos. The seven sea masters came out of the great city to follow the uprising of the emperor Zulong, and presented the treatise "The Three Volumes of Paintings of the Chinese Literature, Art, and Martial Arts of the Grand Xia" in this essay.These three scrolls laid the foundation for Xia Zulong to rule the world once and for all. Among these three scrolls, the world's most knowledgeable and rare martial arts techniques were described in the two scrolls of the Humanities and Martial Arts.
Although Xia Zulong was not a genius, he was not a mediocre person. Very quickly, he discovered the profound theories of governance and military strategies within, so he ordered people to copy the two volumes and divide them into many different versions, spreading them throughout the army for all the officers to study.
In a short period of time, the Xia army was full of the best, sweeping away all the dukes and flogging the world.