The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 148 Compensation for Xihe
Nangong Yan suddenly stopped talking. He took a bottle of wine from the table and drank it in big gulps.

"Why are you doing this?" He took a sip of the liquor, and his body, which had been blown by the cold wind for half a day, slowly warmed up. "I advised you many times in the beginning, but you refused to listen, and ended up in this situation. Don't you know what kind of temper that little girl has? You had to test her bottom line."

The fireworks had dispersed, but Xiao Mingxuan still stared at that place without moving his eyes away, "Actually... I have seen more gorgeous fireworks than this, and under that fireworks were me and her."

He had seen it once on New Year's Eve that year when he was carrying the little girl on his back on his way back to the Palace of Splendor. In the years that followed, he had seen larger ones, but they were somewhat less interesting and he found them boring.

Later I thought about it, all fireworks are the same, except that there is one person I most want to watch with.

Nangong Yan sighed, thinking of the turmoil of the past month, and glanced at the Beimo Army not far away, feeling a severe headache.

"Although Zhao Jinyuan was seriously injured, at least he survived. You and the little girl won't be at the end of your rope. If you comfort him well, he will come back." Nangong Yan said.

Xiao Mingxuan smiled bitterly and shook his head. "If this hadn't happened, it would have been fine. But once this has been done, no matter whether Zhao Jinyuan is alive or dead, she will never forgive me again."

In the courtyard of the general's mansion that day, he was so emotional that he didn't have time to think about many things. It was not until he returned to the military camp that he figured out some of the things he hadn't figured out before in the middle of the night.

At first, he thought the same as Nangong Yan. Since Zhao Jinyuan was still alive, he could always win back his little girl.

It was not until he realized how much Xihe had given in for him in the past and how much Zhao Jinyuan meant to her that he woke up from his dream.

When he was young in the Tianshuo Imperial City, Xihe knew everything he did, but pretended not to know.

Later, when they met again at the border, she knew what he had done in Tianshuo in the past ten years, how many innocent people he had killed, and how much blood was on his white hands, but Xihe still did not part ways with him completely.

No one knew better than Xiao Mingxuan how strong his little girl's sense of responsibility was.

Xihe chose to remain silent about Xiao Mingxuan's actions, and she briefly abandoned the beliefs and standards she had adhered to for many years as a god.

It was not until the country that Xihe wanted to protect was brutally destroyed by Xiao Mingxuan that she picked up the sharp arrow and shot at him.

She embraced Xiao Mingxuan, who lost his mother at a young age, out of God's mercy.

Her overwhelming love briefly ignored the violent deaths of innocent people and betrayed her duties as a god.

It was not until this moment that Xiao Mingxuan finally admitted that his little girl had never given up on bringing him back to this prosperous world and letting him return to the prosperous and peaceful life he should have lived.

But he pointed the blade at her homeland and pushed back the hand that had been reaching out to him in the mist.

"It's all my own fault." Xiao Mingxuan suddenly laughed, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Sometimes I would resent her, why is she so good to me? If I had never gotten it, I wouldn't have had such delusions, but she was so good to me that a greedy person like me fell into it little by little, asking for more and more. When I touched her bottom line, she mercilessly beat me back to my original form, and everything was back to zero."

As he wished, he pulled God into the dust, but... he didn't feel happy at all.

He took a gulp of the wine, but it tasted bitter and he choked. "My little girl, you are the most compassionate person in the world, but also the most cruel person in the world."

Nangong Yan looked at the person opposite him for two moments, then looked away with a wry smile, "I originally thought you were luckier than me. At least Zhao Xihe is still alive. As long as he's alive, there's still a glimmer of hope. But now I realize it's just the same." Zhao Wanyu is gone, and Nangong Yan doesn't know who to turn to for compensation.

Zhao Xihe is still alive, but he has no chance to start over.

"What are you going to do now? Hu Longbi is dead, Beimo will never give up, and the Imperial City is even more dangerous. A group of old ministers want to support that loser as emperor, so as to sideline you, and your loser father is also slightly biased towards him." Whenever Nangong Yan thought of this, he would sigh, "This move is really cruel. Even if you can break the situation, one of the alliance of Beimo and the power of the Imperial City will be lost. The little girl who only knew how to eat and cry in your arms has finally grown up to be your equal."

Beimo refused to let go, and in order to avenge his son, the Beimo Wolf Lord even had the intention of forming an alliance with the useless prince of the Imperial City. If they formed an alliance, the first person to be killed would definitely be Xiao Mingxuan.

Nangong Yan suddenly said, "You should quietly return to Beili as soon as possible to stabilize the situation. As long as the power of Beili is still in your hands, Beimo will have to think twice before taking action."

Once Xiao Mingxuan becomes the King of Beili, it will no longer be a simple personal vendetta, and the Wolf Lord of Beimo will have to take his time to avenge his son.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Mingxuan just waved his hand and then released a thunderous thunder, "Mr. Nangong, I will not go back to Beili for the time being."

"Are you crazy?" Nangong Yan roared, "If you stay any longer, you'll be courting death! The little girl won't show you mercy!"

"I know." Xiao Mingxuan knew Xihe's cruelty better than anyone else, but he still wanted to stay. "I want to ask Mr. Nangong, are you in pain after the death of the eldest princess? Do you regret betraying her on the battlefield that year?"

Nangong Yan suddenly became quiet, with a hint of sadness between his brows, "What do you think?"

After a long moment, he smiled bitterly and said, "The thing I regret most in my life is betraying her. If I hadn't done that at the time, maybe our child... would have been born."

"Child?" Xiao Mingxuan was shocked.

"Yes, a child who...did not survive."

On the way back to Lihua Palace, Nangong Yan met the quack doctor who brought Zhao Wanyu's body down the mountain, and learned a piece of news from him.

The burned body contained an unborn child.

It's his and Awan's child.

"Because of me, the glory of her half-life of fighting was wiped out, and she was entangled with a traitor like me until her death. I became the only stain on her glorious life." Nangong Yan returned to Lihua Palace to clear the matter of the past. "I weighed the pros and cons with several forces and made up a half-true and half-false story to clear her suspicion. Those with great merit can enter the Tianjitai and be worshipped by future generations. I want... to let my Ah Wan enter cleanly and uprightly."

"You are compensating her." Xiao Mingxuan understood and said, "And I also want to compensate Xihe and help her."

It is not difficult to guess what Xihe wants to do.

Then he said: "Only if I stay here can I contain Beimo's forces, so that she can take Beimo in one fell swoop."

"If you stay, the imperial city will definitely change hands, more than ten years of hard work will go to waste, and your life may not be saved! Xiao Mingxuan, do you know what situation you are in now? Do you want to use your life to compensate her?" Nangong Yan said angrily, disappointed in his friend.