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Chapter 2282 [Evil] Ten Years

Xia Fuyi looked up, and in the smoke of gunpowder after the battle, he heard soldiers saying that the emperor had returned to Chiwei with part of the army, leaving two generals to accept Xiliang's peace proposal, negotiate the division of the country, and future tribute.

"As expected of the young son of heaven who sealed the border with a sword back then, it is a great fortune to have such a person as our lord, and the people are lucky!"

The chatter at the inn fell into Xia Fuyi's ears, making her always serious face slightly softer, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a small arc.

It took only three days for the army to return, and they probably passed each other on the road.

Xia Fuyi didn't feel regretful either, she rested in the border town inn for one night, and then went leisurely to the capital of Xiliang the next day.

Midsummer has just passed, and the sun is still warm.

She is dressed in white and rides on a horse, walking in the city, mountains and rivers, as free and unrestrained as the wind between heaven and earth.

Gradually, the white clothes were replaced with green shirts, and the green shirts were lightened with fur.

She walked from midsummer to late autumn, late autumn to harsh winter, and harsh winter to early spring.

The seasons come and go, and her clothes gradually wear out, but she refuses to change them until there is a hole in her elbow.

In these seasons, she has traveled through Xiliang, the desert, the Miaojiang where the venom is everywhere, and the Beiming surrounded by miasma...

She once drew her sword to help when she saw injustice on the road, and she also hung up on herself when she had nothing to do with herself.

She has slept in a tree house in Beiming where she can see the stars, and in a thatched cottage in the wilderness where the rain is leaking.

She has drank the yellow sand in the desert that is so spicy that it burns her heart and lungs, and she has also drank the soft and sweet Penglai mist that has a long aftertaste.

She is like a truly free wind, blowing through the desolate Saibei where the sun is scorching and the yellow sand is all over the sky, and also passing through the rainy and rainy Xinghuajiangnan with small bridges and flowing water.

And along with this gust of wind, there were also the iron hooves of Chiwei's army.

This is probably the most wonderful coincidence in the world. Starting from Xiliang, the young emperor of Chiwei Kingdom led the reorganized army all the way northward like a broken bamboo.

And every time Xia Fuyi went, it was always the farthest from the place where the war broke out.

In a peaceful place, she listened to the storyteller talking about the battlefield thousands of miles away, about the ambition of the emperor of the Chiwei Kingdom to the world, and about his feudal border that he fought with him on the battlefield.

She often listened to these same stories over and over again, then raised her head and drank the last sip of wine, gave the money, picked up the real Fengjiang who was sleeping in the white bandage, and turned to leave.

Tao Li Chunfeng has a glass of wine, the lights of the rivers and lakes night rain for ten years.

For ten years, she never saw Chang Sun Chi again.

The only time they passed each other was on the way back from the triumphant return of Chiwei's army.

In order to avoid assassination, Changsun Chi sneaked into the army as a lieutenant general, and took a long time to recover from serious injuries that could not be treated until he returned to the palace.

Knowing all this, it has been a few months later, and Xia Fuyi has already arrived in Beiming at this time - Beiming, which has become Chiwei's new land.

At the same time, the eldest grandson Chi, who had just recovered from his injuries, had once again set off with the expanded Chiwei army, and the land in the distance was once again ignited by gunpowder.

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"Your Majesty, you might as well rest for a while before we go."

Lian Tang, who was already the deputy general of the Chiwei Army, looked at the emperor standing in front of the window worriedly. He hadn't healed from the wound he suffered in the last battle, and the imperial physician suggested not to go out for a short time, but he insisted on not listening.

Just like the way he looked up at the window at this moment, without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)