Chapter 180

Opening the letter, the densely packed handwriting came into view, and Bei Ming looked at it carefully with a smile.

It reads: Our army of [-] troops fulfilled their mission to destroy the Murong Dynasty. The general's wife's benevolence privately released Murong Qianzheng's new-born scoundrel in Murong Kingdom. Upon learning of this, the prime minister beheaded him , hung on the wall of the Murong Kingdom Palace to show the public, and made me feel chilled, and the prime minister also asked me to wait for the [-] soldiers of the army not to mention this matter...

Seeing this, Bei Mingshao smiled and paused, with a dazed expression on his face. This doesn't look like a letter, but rather a personal account?

No thanks, keep reading.

The Xuwei iron cavalry followed the general from birth to death for many years. When he encountered the general's unfair death, he decided to lead the entire Xuwei iron cavalry to appeal to the prime minister. When the matter was heard by the prime minister, he set up an ambush in Yungu and buried five hundred cavalry alive at the bottom of the valley. The general's death, the dust settled.

"My God!" 500 people buried alive?A different world version of the Overlord of Chu!
Beiming Shaoxiao quickly continued to read.

Fifteen years later, the last prince of the Murong Dynasty appeared in Donglie. When the prime minister of the coalition army learned about it, he begged to send people to destroy it. The emperor agreed to besiege the remnants of the Murong Dynasty in Leitai. To save the prince, the prime minister suffered heavy losses, and for no reason, he retired from the court and disappeared in time.

"What the hell is this?" Beiming Shaoxiao frowned deeply. Does this seem like a previous history?
There was the last piece of paper, and Beiming Shaoxiao couldn't wait to read it.

All the generals and ministers related to the war 50 years ago died. I know that I am not far from death. If anyone reads this letter, please stop Murong Yu Nie from revenge. His goal is far above the four countries. The intention is the world!

"What's going on here?" Bei Mingshao smiled and rubbed his brows, a little confused.

Beiming Shaoxiao put the letter into his sleeve, then flipped through the bookshelf to see if there were any other clues.

Suddenly, a female voice came to mind: "My lord, what are you doing?"

"Ah!" Beiming Shaoxiao was taken aback, patted his chest, and said, "Why are you walking silently, and you are scary behind you."

"My lord, please forgive me. The slaves are here to serve the lord." The girl in green bowed and saluted.

This etiquette is the same as that of women in the palace.

Bei Mingshao laughed and asked, "What's your name?"

"Report to the lord, servant girl Tweet."

Bei Ming touched his white chin with a smile, looked at Tweety's green shirt with moon-like eyes, and nodded: "Tweety? Well, it's pretty good."

"My lord, are you looking for some books? I need Tweety's help."

This girl is very clever.

"No, I just came here, and I'm not familiar with many places. You just came, so go out with me for a walk." Bei Ming smiled slightly and gave the order.

"Yes." Cui'er leaned over, turned around and asked: "My lord, please!"

Beiming Shaoxiao walked out first, and beside Cui'er, the two left Ranxi Courtyard.

"Tui'er, how long has no one lived in the courtyard of my royal father?" Beiming asked casually with a smile.

Cui'er smiled lightly, and said, "Returning to the lord, Sangong... the imperial husband's courtyard has been empty since he left, but the eldest son has been calling for someone to clean it."

Bei Mingshao smiled and darkened his eyes. So, that letter was there before Dad left?
"My lord, the young master's yard is ahead, shall we go there?" Tweety asked.

"Go and see."

little boy?No, it was Mo Zisheng.

Beiming Shaoxiao walked over, but saw a beautiful woman in a cloud gauze dress and a few maids standing in front of the courtyard, apparently wanting to meet Mo Zisheng.

Cui'er said softly: "My lord, that person is Princess Feiyun."

"She likes her cousin?" Bei Mingshao smiled as if watching the show.

"Yeah." Tweety nodded.

"Haha, let's go and have a look." Beiming Shaoxiao approached enthusiastically.

In the blink of an eye, the beauty saw Bei Ming smiling less, with hostility appearing in her eyes.

"Who are you?" Xuanyuan Feiyun looked at Beiming with unkind eyes and smiled slightly.

"Princess Feiyun?" Beiming asked with a little smile.

Xuanyuan Feiyun said domineeringly: "I don't pay homage even though I know it's my princess."

Beiming Shaoxiao defined her from the bottom of his heart as: a savage princess?
"Why do you have to pay homage when you see the princess?" Beiming returned a mocking smile.

Xuanyuan Feiyun was even more hostile: "Who the hell are you? This princess of Mofu has been here so many times, but she has never seen you."

"Tui'er." Bei Mingshao smiled close to her ear, and asked, "Tui'er, do you think Princess Feiyun is stupid?" When she saw a beautiful woman, she became hostile, as if she was afraid that people would compete with her for Mo Zisheng.

"My lord..." Cui'er shrank her head timidly, with a look of not daring to speak ill of Xuanyuan Feiyun.

"Hey! You're dumb." Seeing that Beiming smiled and ignored her, Xuanyuan Feiyun shouted a little unhappy.

"You're just dumb! Bei Ming smiled and frowned.

"You dare to scold this princess." Xuanyuan Feiyun frowned, pointed at Beiming angrily and smiled.

"Childish!" Beiming Shaoxiao didn't bother to talk to her, turned around and wanted to go into Mo Zisheng's courtyard.

If this kind of woman really becomes her cousin, then it's fine.

"Stop!" Xuanyuan Feiyun walked over, snatched the sword from the maidservant's hand behind him, pointed at Beiming and smiled, and said, "You dare to ignore this princess, and even dare to disrespect this princess, I won't show you any color today Look, you're out of control."

"Princess, absolutely not!" Seeing this, Cui'er hurriedly stepped forward.

"What? Are you a lowly maidservant coming out?" Xuanyuan Feiyun scolded in displeasure.

"Stop!" Mo Zisheng's voice came.

"Zisheng." Xuanyuan Feiyun handed the shuriken to the maidservant at the side, and walked towards Mo Zisheng with a charming smile.

"Your Highness, do you know who she is?" Mo Zisheng pointed at Bei Ming with a cold face and smiled.

"Who is she...?" Xuanyuan Feiyun was puzzled.

"She is His Royal Highness Beifeng Young King, our Mo family, my cousin, your brother's sworn brother, Xihuang's guest, you said that you treated the guests nonsense today, and the emperor heard about it, princess, what are the consequences?" Mo Zisheng told Xuanyuan Feiyun word by word.

"She, she is Beiming Shaoxiao?" Xuanyuan Feiyun's face finally showed some cracks.

"Not bad." Mo Zisheng nodded coolly.

Beiming Shaoxiao looked at Mo Zisheng standing up for him, feeling inexplicably refreshed!
Just stand by and watch.

No matter how stupid Xuanyuan Feiyun is, he still understands, and quickly turned around to look down and salute: "I, Xuanyuan Feiyun, see His Royal Highness the Young King!"

This status is like this, no matter what the princess is, she can't compare to a prince

"Tsk~ Didn't Your Royal Highness ask me to pay homage to you just now?" Bei Ming looked at her with a strange smile.

"Feiyun knew it was wrong, please forgive me more, young king." Xuanyuan Feiyun's arrogance disappeared, but he looked quite timid, which was very interesting.

"Get up!" Bei Ming smiled and saw that she was bending over to salute, as if she could hardly stand it anymore, so she kindly said something.

"Thank you young king." Xuanyuan Feiyun stood up straight.

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