Chapter 87

The Changes in Nangong Pu She: I am the Prince's Man!

"Useless, all of you are useless!"

Lü Buwei roared, "Sending so many people, you can't even handle five hundred men."

"They said they sent a master, but he was killed by Ying Changqing with a single sword strike."

"Emperor Liyang was a complete incompetent!"

Lu Buwei continued his tirade for a long time before stopping, then looked at Zhen Gang and asked, "Xuan Jian said he had no chance to act, does that mean the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven) hasn't been discovered?"

Zhen Gang replied, "My lord, when Xuan Jian and Yan Ri arrived, the prince was already in Yao Guang City."

"They were being cautious and didn't dare to make a move."

Lü Buwei nodded in satisfaction.

"That's good. It was all done by the Liyang royal family, and has nothing to do with me."

After speaking, Lü Buwei took out the letter again and read it carefully.

Seeing Ying Changqing's illustrious military achievements, even his opponents admired him sincerely.

"This prince is the most outstanding person I have ever met in my life."

"Even I couldn't compare to him when I was young. He was unmatched and the best in the world."

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The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room.

Ying Changqing opened his eyes and felt his body was very heavy. He looked down and saw that Ehuang was pressing down on him.

He looked at the exhausted Ehuang and touched her face tenderly.

Then gently carry him to one side.

Then, he slowly pulled his arms out from under Nv Ying and Li Wu's weight and stood up.

Ying Changqing stood in front of the door, watching the yellow leaves falling from the ancient tree in the courtyard.

Autumn has arrived.

He sighed, walked to the stone table in the pavilion, sat down, and used the Ten Blessings Soul-Capturing Technique.

This technique immediately told Ying Changqing that Hei Bai Xuan Jian was nearby.

There just so happens that I have a task to give to Hei Bai Xuan Jian.

While waiting for others, Ying Changqing did not waste any time.

Absorb the purple energy of the rising sun, cultivate the Great Sun Golden Body Technique, and strengthen your body.

Now he understands the importance of body-refining techniques even more.

The more times I practiced the Great Sun Golden Body Technique, the more I realized that when my cultivation level was insufficient, the strength of my body directly determined my life or death.

Just as Ying Changqing was contemplating the importance of his health, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man was dressed in tattered clothes and knelt on one knee.

"Hei Bai Xuan Jian greets Your Highness. What are your orders?"

Ying Changqing picked up a withered leaf from the table and looked at Hei Bai Xuan Jian.

"How many spies does your Luo Wang have in Beiliang?"

Hei Bai Xuan Jian replied respectfully with a puzzled look, "Your Highness, intelligence on Bei Liang is not under my jurisdiction, and I do not know the number of spies."

"But if you want to investigate something, I can use my first-class status to look at the Northern Liang files and I can also mobilize local spies."

Ying Changqing nodded and asked, "Do you remember the twin sisters from Mount Li?"

Hei Bai Xuan Jian replied, "I remember, I fought with the former Shao Siming of the Yin Yang School."

"Is the Prince's investigation into Beiliang related to them?"

Ying Changqing nodded: "They were sent to Beiliang on a mission, but they haven't returned yet."

"Go and find out where they are."

Ying Changqing was not worried about the sisters' safety because they were highly skilled and ordinary people could not defeat them.

The two sisters probably haven't found Nangong Pushe yet, so they're still looking for her.

Ying Changqing gave the order, and Hei Bai Xuan Jian immediately replied, "Yes, Your Highness, I'll go right away."

After saying that, he got up and disappeared into the courtyard in a flash.

Ying Changqing kept his eyes closed, absorbing the purple sunlight into his body.

The purple aura transformed into real fire, burning his muscles, bones, and internal organs, making them stronger.

When Ying Changqing finished practicing and opened his eyes, it was already noon.

I went back to my room and wanted to invite three women to have lunch together.

They were still asleep, and looked very tired.

"They just went to sleep this morning, so let them sleep some more."

Ying Changqing kissed their foreheads, then quietly left the room and went outside to the courtyard.

After a while, Ying Changqing arrived at Nangong Pushe's courtyard.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I heard the sound of a blade cutting through the air.

Inside the courtyard, Nangong Pu She, dressed in white, held the Xiu Dong and Chun Lei swords, constantly brandishing and sheathing them.

Every move was exactly the same, without the slightest deviation.

Ying Changqing noticed that, given Nangong Pushe's cultivation level, beads of sweat were already seeping from his forehead.

After each time I put the knife away, my arm would tremble slightly from fatigue.

"This monotonous routine has been repeated thousands of times since this morning."

"Otherwise, a master like her wouldn't feel tired."

"No wonder Nangong Pushe is so young, yet his strength is no less than that of Yanfei and Jingni."

Ying Changqing sighed.

Jing Ni and Yan Fei are very strong, but in terms of diligence, they are far inferior to Nangong Pu She.

"Princess Nangong is fighting so hard because she has a blood feud."

As Ying Changqing watched Nangong Pu She repeat the monotonous movements, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

He walked behind Nangong Pushe, rested his chin on the top of her head, and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Are you tired?

"It's alright, I'm used to it."

Nangong Pushe's answer was unremarkable, but behind those few words lay countless times of drawing and sheathing her sword, and countless drops of sweat.

Ying Changqing's voice softened even more: "Let's rest for a while."

Nangong Pushe nodded, sensing Ying Changqing's pity, and suddenly felt wronged.

The deep-seated hatred she carried had remained unknown to anyone for over a decade.

When I was a child, I could only cry alone in the dead of night.

But I kept telling myself that I had to be strong and avenge my mother.

Until Ying Changqing appeared, completely changing her fate.

Feeling Ying Changqing's care and protection, she became deeply infatuated with this warmth.

Having lost my parents at a young age, I have never experienced such tenderness.

As Nangong Pushe was pondering, Ying Changqing carried her to the seats on the vermilion corridor.

Ying Changqing didn't say anything, he just held her.

Nangong Pushe felt very reassured and took the initiative to move closer to Ying Changqing, finding the most comfortable position to lean against him.

After a while, Nangong Pushe asked softly, "Your Highness, do you regret agreeing to my conditions?"

"If it weren't for that condition, you would have allowed me to be with Li Wu and the others long ago."

Ying Changqing looked down at Nangong Pushe's serious face and shook his head with a smile.

"I never regret my promises, and I hate people who don't keep their word."

Nangong Pushe's face didn't change much, but his eyes softened.

She tilted her head back and pressed her red lips to Ying Changqing's.

Ying Changqing gently shrugged, and Nangong Pushe closed his eyes, responding with enthusiasm.

Nangong Pushe parted from Ying Changqing, slightly out of breath.

She pursed her lips and leaned against Ying Changqing's chest again, whispering, "Your Highness, I love you."

Ying Changqing's voice remained gentle: "Is that so?"

He cupped Nangong Pushe's face in his hands and gazed into her eyes: "I like you too."

Nangong Pushe's eyes reddened, and his voice trembled: "When we return to Beiliang this time, can you accompany me to my mother's grave to pay my respects?"

Ying Changqing kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes: "Okay, let's go pay our respects to my mother-in-law together and tell her that you're doing well."

Upon seeing Ying Changqing agree, Nangong Pu She immediately smiled.

She said seriously to Ying Changqing, "After meeting my mother, I will belong to you completely."

Ying Changqing was deeply moved.

He had always wanted to possess the most beautiful woman in the world, and now his wish had finally come true.

"It's a deal, no backing out!"

After Ying Changqing finished speaking, Nangong Pushe hooked his little finger around his finger without saying a word.

Ying Changqing looked at Nangong Pushe, who had made a pinky promise, and found her acting like a child, so he couldn't help but laugh.

Nangong Pushe immediately put on a stern face, looking both shy and angry.

"Your Highness~"

Hearing Nangong Pushe act coquettishly, Ying Changqing laughed even harder.

This was the first time she had ever acted coquettishly towards him, which meant that she had really changed her attitude.