Nangong Pu She: Now, I belong to the Prince!

"Mother, your daughter can finally avenge you."

Nangong Pushe choked up, tears silently streaming down his face, and held Ying Changqing tightly.

"That's great, that's great!"

Ying Changqing gently stroked Nangong Pushe's back, tenderly comforting her, his eyes full of pity.

He remembered that when Nangong Pushe faced that ball of light, he did not hesitate at all and directly stood in front of him.

If that white dragon wanted to attack, Nangong Pushe would have already died for it.

The fact that Nangong Pushe was willing to sacrifice his life for him deeply moved Ying Changqing.

Now, no one can compare to Nangong Pushe in Ying Changqing's heart; she is the wife he wants to protect for the rest of his life.

"After this trip to Beiliang, I will go with you to the Xie family to help you get revenge."

"Thank you so much, Your Highness!"

Nangong Pushe's head was still resting in Ying Changqing's arms, without looking up.

But this time her voice choked up, not because of the excitement of revenge, but because Ying Changqing was willing to offend the Xie family with her.

Ying Changqing cupped Nangong Pushe's cheeks and gently shook his head.

"No need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank that white dragon. She's the one who helped you improve your cultivation."

"You didn't know whether the orb of light was good or bad back then, but you protected me with your life without hesitation, which led to today's opportunity."

"So, what you've gained is the result of your own choice."

Ying Changqing wiped away Nangong Pushe's tears with his fingers and said softly.

Nangong Pushe immediately shook his head and said seriously, "Without Your Highness, the White Dragon would not have appeared."

"If it hadn't appeared, I wouldn't have achieved what I have today."

"Therefore, I will always remember that it was the prince who gave me the opportunity to take revenge."

"I am willing to give anything to protect the prince."

Nangong Pu She swore, "I will always stay by Your Highness's side and never leave!"

After saying that, Nangong Pu She immediately stood on tiptoe, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes.

Ying Changqing understood what she meant. He lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.

The first time it was just a light touch, and then, under Nangong Pushe's expectant gaze, he warmed her lips again.

Ying Changqing sealed Nangong Pushe's lips for the third time.

In the heavy snow, Ying Changqing and Nangong Pushe embraced and kissed.

They kissed for a long time on the summit of Longquan Mountain.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the distance as Ying Changqing released Nangong Pushe.

Nangong Pushe's eyes were glazed over, his body limp, as he leaned against Ying Changqing's chest.

If Ying Changqing hadn't been supporting her, she probably would have fallen to the ground long ago.

Ying Changqing looked in the direction of the sound and saw Bai Hezhun, wrapped in his dark black cloak, walking slowly on the snow with his bare feet.

"Why did you come here?"

Ying Changqing's voice was cold, sternly rebuking her for interrupting his conversation with Nangong Pushe.

Bai Hezhun immediately lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Ying Changqing.

She said, feeling wronged, "Sir, it's those two horses. They're so cold, they've been shivering uncontrollably."

Ying Changqing's expression softened.

Previously, his laws of ice protected his warhorses, allowing them to traverse frigid and rugged terrain.

Now that they've lost their protection, these are just ordinary horses and can't withstand the extreme cold, which is normal.

"Nangong, shall we go?"

"it is good."

Nangong Pushe responded weakly, wiped the water droplets from his mouth, and stood up from Ying Changqing's arms.

He didn't even glance at Bai Hezhun, and walked directly towards the warhorse in the distance.

Ying Changqing walked up to Bai Hehuai.

He grabbed Bai Hehuai's waist with one hand and pulled her into his arms like a doll.

Looking down at Bai Hehuai's red, swollen feet, he kneaded them with his fingers.

Bai Hehuai froze immediately, his toes curling up, his face flushed with embarrassment.

No man has ever touched her feet, and she doesn't know what to do.

Ying Changqing admired it in his heart.

What attracted Bai Hehuai the most were these feet.

Ying Changqing didn't think he had any special fetishes, but now he suspected that he just hadn't noticed them before.

He shook his head, dismissing the thought, and continued carrying Bai Hehuai toward the warhorse.

Bai Hehuai clung tightly to Ying Changqing's waist, afraid that if Ying Changqing let go, he would fall off the cliff.

There were no accidents on the way down the mountain.

Throughout the entire Longquan Mountain area, Ying Changqing did not encounter another person.

It would take an ordinary person two days to cross the Longquan Mountains, but Ying Changqing rode his horse and took only one day, entering Beiliang with Nangong Pushe and Bai Hehuai at nightfall.

As soon as I came down the mountain, I saw a dilapidated little town.

After walking for a while, Ying Changqing could see the two characters "Quancheng" on the city gate from two hundred meters away.

There were only a few scattered guards at the city gate, and not a single person on the city wall.

Clearly, the Northern Liang did not value this section of the city wall that was close to the Qin Dynasty.

Ying Changqing nodded.

From the arrangements made by the Northern Liang regarding Longquan Mountain, it can be seen that the Northern Liang believed that Longquan Mountain was not suitable for a large army to pass through.

Therefore, they did not set up defenses here.

If Beiliang does this, Liyang will surely follow suit.

Once the Blood Dragon Cavalry appears, Liyang's army will be utterly helpless.

When Li Yang realized the truth, large swathes of territory had already been lost, and the Blood Dragon Cavalry had long since established themselves.

Ying Changqing said, "Let's go to the city ahead to rest."

Nangong Pu She replied, "Yes, Your Highness."

Bai Hehuai remained silent.

She knew that Ying Changqing wasn't talking to her.

She didn't have a clear identity with Ying Changqing yet, so she wasn't entitled to be specifically informed by him.

She could only stay nestled in Ying Changqing's arms, silent, and wrap her cloak tighter around herself.

The three of them walked to the city gate, where the guards immediately surrounded them.

Ying Changqing's clothes were too gorgeous and too conspicuous.

If you look closely, you can see that his robes and cloak are embroidered with golden dragons that shimmer and sparkle.

This garment is something that ordinary people or martial arts practitioners simply cannot wear.

Only princes, nobles, and other high-ranking officials in the entire city of Liyang were qualified to wear it.

The guards didn't recognize Ying Changqing, but they knew the rules of the Dragon Robe.

So they immediately stepped forward and asked, "Where are you from, and what brings you to Jinan?"

Nangong Pushe calmly replied, "My lord is a prince of the Great Qin Empire."

Upon hearing that it was the Qin Dynasty, the guards immediately showed fear, gripped their weapons tightly, and became extremely vigilant.

"Your Majesty of Qin, why have you come to our Northern Liang?" the guard asked.

"This is none of your business."

Nangong Pushe said, "Go and report to Xu Xiao, the King of Beiliang, immediately. He will make arrangements to welcome our lord."

The garrison commander hesitated upon hearing this.

But he quickly nodded respectfully and agreed: "Yes, I will report to the Prince immediately."

After saying that, he turned to a soldier and said, "Liu Er, go and report to the Prince immediately that the Prince of Qin has arrived in Quancheng."

"At the same time, we asked the prince how to arrange the reception."

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"Yes, Commander."

After Liu Er left, the garrison commander immediately smiled.

He couldn't be sure whether Nangong Pushe's words were true or false, but he didn't dare to bet that they were false.

If the information is true, even if he had nine lives, he wouldn't be able to die if he neglected Ying Changqing.

Therefore, he would never dare to underestimate Ying Changqing.

"Sir, welcome to Jinan! Where are you staying?"

"We haven't found an inn yet."

Ying Changqing remained silent, and Nangong Pushe continued.

The soldier wasn't angry; he still respectfully said, "Sir, I'll take you to an inn to rest."

"The letter is urgent and will surely be replied to by the Prince tomorrow. You may leave then."

"lead the way."

Ying Changqing then spoke, his voice cold, but he agreed.