The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 194 Admitting Mistakes
"Is it your fault?" Zhao Shuangyuan glared at him with red eyes.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault!" When Yang Xuan saw this longing face, his heart melted, and he simply didn't care about any shame, licking his face and sticking to it, "What do you want?" Punish me."

"Get up! Don't think it's over if you admit your mistake." Zhao Shuang avoided his face in disgust, "I'll settle the score with you after I finish cleaning up Xiao Yan!"

With the enemy in front of her, she has no intention of loving her children.

Although I don't know why Xiao Yan let them go today, but there will be a tough battle with Beiliang sooner or later.

Yang Xuan didn't want to mention the war, he still regarded her as the clingy little girl in his memory, and wanted her to stay away from the smoke of the battlefield.

"Shuang'er, how is Yun'er? Tell me, who does he look like?" The conditions in the tent were poor, so Yang Xuan got up and poured her a glass of water from the water bag, and said warmly, "Have a glass of water. "

"Oh... I see!" Zhao Shuang took the water glass, pointed at him suddenly, and said, "Yun'er's name was chosen by you! You even lied to me that it was the meaning of the Duke!"

Yang Xuan still stood, blushing on his face, nodded and said, "Yes, that's what I meant."

"Why is it called Yun'er?" Zhao Shuang took a sip of water, raised his legs and looked at him with guarded eyes rather than warmth.

"Because...the agreement between you and me, I thought, use the child's name to remind us in the future..." Yang Xuan said, watching her reaction quietly. Since the reunion, he has been cautious in front of her, for fear of touching her. Ni Lin, "Remind us to defend each other in the future."

"Didn't you guard me? How did it become us?" Zhao Shuang became a little more vigilant when he saw him rolling his eyes slyly.

"Shuang'er, you remember wrongly, this agreement...is mutual, we both...have to keep it for each other..." Yang Xuan swallowed nervously, looked at her and said, "Keep your body."

"boom!"

"Yang Xuan, you're trying to lie to me again!" Zhao Shuang put down the water glass and slapped the table.

"Shuang'er..." The man in black hurriedly glanced at the curtain behind him, "Be quiet, don't let Mao Hu and the others hear you."

"Forget it," Zhao Shuang sighed, pointing at the man with a sly face and said, "Tell me, what exactly did you find out after staying in Beiliang for so long?"

"Back when I was defeated, I lost the thousand-mile sound-transmitting mirror, and retreated to the desert. It was indeed at the end of my life." Yang Xuan looked serious and pitiful, "Fortunately, I met Lu Jing's Hancang Army. I was defeated by the Yaoren Corps and wandered around. Later, I disguised myself and hid in Changzhou City, trying to find out the weakness of the Yaoren Corps."

After the defeat, he also felt ashamed to go back to see her, so he has been hiding in Changzhou City.

"Then did you find out?" Zhao Shuang rubbed his brows in worry.

This man was clearly defeated and fled, but he deliberately said that he went deep alone to spy on the enemy.

In front of her subordinates, Yang Xuan is consistent, stable and reliable, only in front of her will she show her childish side.

"Found it." Yang Xuan took the opportunity to grab her hand and rubbed it lightly, "The medicine men corps seems to be invulnerable, but in fact, life and death depend on one person, that is, the person who holds the horn of Lihun."

"The Horn of Lihun?" Zhao Shuang lost his mind for a moment, so he grabbed his hand and rubbed it, "Is it the horn that Cheng Qian used...wrapped in white cloth?"

She once saw the horn on the Shangjing battlefield. When the horn sounded, the medicine man who had been burned to ashes immediately returned to its original state, which was very strange.

Zhao Shuang frowned casually, looking in the direction of the lamp.

At first, she thought that no matter who the opponent was, she would be no problem with her abilities, but after all the calculations, she never thought that the magician behind the medicine man was actually the mentor who taught her martial arts.

Not to mention facing thousands of medicine people, even if there is no one, she has no chance of winning.

It's true that man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation. I talked too much before, but now I find that there are many difficulties.

"It's the white horn. I have asked many old friends in Changzhou City..."

Before Yang Xuan finished speaking, Zhao Shuang withdrew her hand and raised an eyebrow at him, "Oh? You still have old friends in Changzhou City?"

"Don't get me wrong!" The man explained embarrassingly, "They are all men, and they met when they came to the northern border...some sources from the northern border."

Zhao Shuang squinted at him for a while, seeing that he didn't look like he was lying, she roughly understood.

These people should be the spies that Yang Xuan placed in the northern border back then, and they have been passing information about the Northern Liang Kingdom to Shangjing.

"I heard that the soul-departing horn is made of the skull of a white dragon, which can control people's minds. Every time the horn is played, the medicine man's physical strength can only last for a day at most." The weather was cold, and Yang Xuan took her hand again. Warming, seeing that she didn't resist, he hugged her even more boldly, "If there is no horn from the soul, the medicine man will fall into a coma, like a dead person."

"Cheng Qian is dead now, who owns the Horn of Departing Soul?" Zhao Shuang pushed him twice but didn't push him away, and saw that his arms were warm and broad, and it was very comfortable to lean on, so he didn't push again, "But in my case Master... but in Qingwu's hands?"

"No, it's in Xiao Yan's hands." Yang Xuan rubbed her hair, and suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart. It's been too long since the two separated, and he hasn't hugged her like this for a long time. Afterwards, Xiao Yan insisted on killing Cheng Qian, and made his soul fly away."

"It was me who killed Cheng Qian. If he hadn't met me, he wouldn't have turned against him, and Xiao Yan might not have killed him..." Zhao Shuang buried his head on him, and shed tears again, "I must avenge him !"

"Qing Wu didn't know what kind of spell was cast, Cheng Qian... his soul was gone, and he would never move again." Yang Xuan patted the back of her head, "Because the person who manipulates the Horn of Departing Soul is the bond between the living and the dead. The medium cannot be played by an ordinary medicine man, and since then, Xiao Yan has decided to manipulate the Lihun Horn by himself."

Zhao Shuang didn't speak, just looked out of the tent with tears in his eyes.

The wind and snow had stopped, and the desert showed a dark and cold color. Cheng Qian... was lying under the dark and cold desert.

"Shuang'er, you can't come back from the dead. You said it yourself. Cheng Qian was already dead the moment he was made into a medicine man." Yang Xuan helped her rub her temples and comforted her, "In two days, I will Then lead the army to attack the Black Moon Palace and avenge Cheng Qian."

"There are hundreds of medicine people in the Black Moon Palace, are you sure?" Zhao Shuang raised his head and asked.

Yang Xuan was silent for a moment, and the light in his eyes went out, "We still need to sneak into the Black Moon Palace and kill Xiao Yan first, otherwise...there will be an endless stream of medicine men, no matter how many people there are, they are no match."

"Master wants me to be the queen of Beiliang, why don't I pretend to promise him and kill that Xiao Yan!" Zhao Shuang suddenly had a plan.

"No!" Yang Xuan categorically vetoed, "Do you think Qingwu and Xiao Yan are fools? Will you be fooled so easily? If you go, you will be caught in the mouth of a sheep."

The two argued until midnight, but there was no result, and they fell asleep tiredly leaning on the seat.

(End of this chapter)