Chapter 179

Chapter 179

Little Xibei picked up the photo from Lin Zaozao's hand and took a look before placing it near her pillow.

He took off his shoes and lay down beside Lin Zaozao, carefully admiring her sleeping face.

As Little Xibei gazed at this doll-like face before him, his eyes were filled with affection.

He and Han Ye possessed memories from two lifetimes.

Although they had an extra lifetime of memories compared to others, just thinking back to their past lives would involuntarily cause his heart to ache.

In the previous life, he was unable to protect his loved one, resulting in such a tragic ending for someone who was admired by many.

In this life, regardless of power or wealth, all he wanted was for Zaozao to live a safe and smooth life.

The current Han Country was merely a stepping stone for him to fulfill Zaozao's happiness.

Little Xibei extended a finger and gently rubbed the furrowed brows of Lin Zaozao, then planted a gentle kiss on them.

Therefore, in this life, he would naturally ensure Zaozao's safety throughout her life.

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Feeling that it was about time, Little Xibei reluctantly got up from Lin Zaozao's bed and walked towards the door.

When Little Xibei reached the outside, Xiao Taohua, Ji Fantian, Ruo Qiu, and Han Ye were already waiting there.

"Is Zhuzhu sound asleep?" Han Ye asked softly.

"I placed a soothing incense in Zaozao's room. She won't wake up until dawn," Ji Fantian replied.

"Alright, let's not stand here. Let's go to the study and talk," Han Ye said.

In the study, Little Xibei looked displeased as he stared at Han Ye.

"Han Ye, didn't we agree before? After Zaozao returns to Han Country, we'll ensure her safety and keep her away from those troublesome matters."

"Han Xibei, I did say those things before. After returning to Han Country, I didn't intend to involve Zhuzhu in the affairs of Han Country.

But after I brought Zhuzhu back to Han Country, I discovered that our planned arrangements had deviated.

When it comes to handling affairs, Zhuzhu is truly adept.

It's as if she is the same as before!"

Han Ye's words made Little Xibei sit up straight, looking at him in astonishment.

"Han Ye, are you saying that Zaozao now has the memories of her past life...?"

"No, Zhuzhu only has the memories of this lifetime. If I'm not mistaken, Zhuzhu's parents, the former emperor and empress of Han Country, subtly taught her the ways of an emperor in her daily life."

"Is that so?"

Upon hearing Han Ye's explanation, Little Xibei couldn't help but sigh.

"By the way, Princess Yechao has already returned to Canglan Country. She has informed the Empress of Canglan Country that Ruo Qiu and Zaozao have died from poisoning.

Tomorrow, the hundred thousand troops of Canglan and Fengshou countries will exert full pressure on the borders of Han Country."

As Little Xibei mentioned this, a contemptuous smile appeared in his eyes.

Those two insignificant individuals who couldn't even stand on the stage, if not for their usefulness, he would have killed those two old women long ago.

It's a pity, the relationship of cause and effect between past and present forces them to continue following the predetermined path.

They were not afraid of death; after all, they had experienced it before.

"Han Ye, have you also placed many spies in the countries of Canglan and Fengshuo?" Han Night asked with a gentle voice.

"Yes, indeed, many. Wherever my business ventures involve, I have planted my agents. Even though they have now moved from the light to the shadows, it doesn't hinder their actions."

"Since that's the case, the next step should go smoothly. Ruo Qiu, Han Northwest has already brought Lin Shansong, the steward, from Luoshui Village to here. Can you arrange to use your resources to directly cut off the food supply between Canglan and Fengshuo? Can you do it?"

"It's a piece of cake!" Ruo Qiu confidently replied.

With Ruo Qiu's affirmative answer, Han Night looked at Little Xibei.

"Han Northwest, how is the situation in Canglan and Fengshuo with the momentum created for Zhu Zhu?"

"Now, in Canglan and Fengshuo, all the common people know that she is a harbinger of good luck. With her presence, even the most difficult situations can be resolved. Plus, the recent lifting of the plague in Canglan and Fengshuo has greatly enhanced her prestige among the people, almost rivaling mine as the national sage."

"That's good. Now there is General Zhang Qianlou guarding the border, and the internal military forces are well-supplied with provisions. In addition, with the poison prince and the skilled doctor Ji leaking their medicine, and Ruo Qiu cutting off their food supply, I have confidence in tomorrow's battle. Unfortunately, in a war among the three nations, blood will inevitably flow like rivers! Mass killings will accumulate resentment. What I fear is that this resentment will affect Zhu Zhu negatively!"

Listening to Han Night's sigh, Little Xibei remained silent, only pursing his lips.

Where two armies clash, there will always be casualties.

They were not afraid of the dead, but rather, they feared that the resentment would be attributed to Zhu Zhu.

"Han Night, once this battle is over, can I return to Zhu Zhu's side?"

"Just wait a little longer."

"Damn it! More waiting. Back then, I deceived Dashan, and you deceived me. Among the three of us, each one is more cunning than the other!"

Little Xibei mocked Han Night, wanting to stare a hole through his gentle and jade-like face with his eyes.

"Han Northwest, don't you want those eyes of yours?"

Han Night's eyes narrowed slightly as he smiled lightly.

"No, I don't."

Little Xibei quickly retracted his fierce gaze and lowered his head, touching his own nose to alleviate the awkwardness.

"The matter has been discussed. Han Northwest, you can leave."

"I won't leave. If I have to leave, it will be after bidding farewell to Zhu Zhu tomorrow. Why is it that I have to run around outside while you can always stay by Zhu Zhu's side?"

"Fine then! You can stay in the Sacrificial Hall all the time, and I will be the one running around for you outside. How about that?"

Faced with Han Night's narrowed eyes, Little Xibei automatically closed his mouth.

What kind of place is the Sacrificial Hall?

No one who goes in there is normal.

Luckily, Han Night has a strong will and has persisted all these years.

If it were anyone else, after more than a decade, they would either go insane or have great luck.

Thinking about the Sacrificial Hall, Little Xibei's eyes involuntarily dimmed.

In the previous life, how did Zaozao manage to endure in the Sacrificial Hall all by herself?

Perhaps she persisted until the end because she had too many bonds weighing her down! After all, the lives of so many people were all tied to Zaozao alone.

With the seven emotions and six desires deeply ingrained in her heart, Zaozao had no choice but to persevere.

Thinking about that colorless place, the expression of the cold northwest wind and the cold night, she couldn't help but feel disheartened.

In this lifetime, Zaozao doesn't need to step into the Sacrificial Hall anymore.