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  In the wine building. Look.

  The room of the King of Lanling, has been brightly lit all night. Since Gao Changgong moved in, this wine tower has almost become another Lanling Wangfu, not only are there guards standing by, but also a constant stream of carriages and horses.

  He glanced at Fang Lao standing in front of him, and Lang Ling Wang rubbed his dry eyes while saying: "Fang Lao, I always feel that today's Ah Yu is not quite right."

  Fang Lao was taken aback and said, "Something's off?"

  "Alright."

  After telling the story of what happened with Zheng Yu on his way back during the day, he furrowed his brow and said: "She shouted so loudly that it attracted a crowd of onlookers, I don't know if it was unintentional or intentional? Just now when I mentioned divorce, her eyes were about to split. I knew she would be angry, but in an instant, she became gentle and polite again, this change is really too fast. Even the continuous questioning by that maid...". He sighed bitterly: "It's a bit like Ah Qie's cunning tactics?"

  He decided not to think about it anymore and ordered with a wave of his hand: "Inform the people from the Wang Fu to pay attention to the words and actions of the Wang Fei."

  "Yes."

  Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

  As time passed, Langling Wang's face became increasingly unsightly, and his eyebrows furrowed deeper.

  That day, after receiving the flying letter, his face changed greatly on the spot. That night, he locked himself in the house and drank alone without stopping.

  "Knock knock knock", Fang Lao lightly knocked on the door and called out: "Duke".

  After a while, the hoarse and tired voice of King Langling finally came, "Come in."

  The old man walked in.

  He saw Langling King kneeling on the ground with his hands tightly covering his face, and the broken wine jar fragments scattered around him.

  Are you drunk again?

  Fang Lao hastily stepped forward.

  He bent down and had just picked up half of them when he heard Langling Wang say, "She has escaped."

  Fang Lao was taken aback.

  At this time, the King of Lanling seemed to cry and laugh, whispering: "She escaped to Zhou's land... She had a noble person protecting her, that person helped her escape."

  Fang Lao sighed and said in a low voice: "The princess. Zhang Ji escaped, it's better than her being dead."

  As soon as these words came out, they seemed to have entered Langling Wang's heart, and he gradually calmed down.

  He saw him calm down. Fang Lao let out a sigh of relief. These days, the king had become more and more irritable, knowing that he couldn't wait to find Zhang Ji, hold her in his arms, and never let go again. He knew she was still alive, yet he watched as she drifted further and further away. Not only could he not catch up with her, but while he was suffering, she was lying in another man's arms, laughing and dancing happily with him. This pain was no less than when he had heard the news of her death before.

  Besides, Chang'an and Jinyang are over 1,400 miles apart. That's two different countries. Even if the king of our own state doesn't care, going to Chang'an requires careful consideration.

  The most crucial thing is that every day's delay means another change. Perhaps by the next day, Zhang Qi's whereabouts would have completely escaped the Duke's grasp. Just like his birth mother, he knew she was still alive, but no matter how hard he searched, he could never find her!

  The farthest distance in the world, perhaps isn't heaven and earth apart, but is knowing you're still there, yet getting further and further away, until it's impossible to reach...

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  Invited by that elegant and handsome young man to a wooden house, Zhang Gui's heart was filled with ups and downs along the way.

  She believed he wouldn't harm her for a while since she had been with Su Wei for so long.

  What does Su Wei mean by leading himself to this man?

  The wooden house is simply decorated with a chessboard in the room.

  "Please sit down." The elegant young man's every move exuded a kind of introverted nobility, with an air of elegance that was convincing. Zhang Qi lowered his head and responded softly, sitting down across from him.

  He raised his head, and the handsome young man quietly looked at Zhang Qi, elegantly asking: "You said your surname is Li?"

  Zhang Qi lowered her head, "Yes."

  The young man smiled slightly.

  His laughter was clear and bright, like the collision of the finest jade, revealing a noble and calm atmosphere.

  He smiled and said: "Zhang, have you forgotten that we've met before?"

  As soon as these words came out, Zhang Qi's face turned red with shame, and she muttered to herself: "I..."

  Without waiting for her explanation, the young man said calmly and sternly: "No need to apologize, since you want to be a Li, then just be a Li."

  Zhang Qi's face turned red with shame, and she muttered: "Yes."

  "It seems you don't have much of an impression of me. Let me introduce myself, my surname is Yuwen, my name is Yong, also known as Niroto. Just call me Niroto."

  "Yes."

  "There's no need to be so formal here. Just treat me as your friend."

  "Alright."

  It was actually because she couldn't help but be distracted by him, this person in front of her, she actually knew him, the last time with King Langling Zhou, she also remembered his face.

  In Zhang Qi's previous memories, he can be said to be the greatest person she had ever known in her life.

  That person who was timid and submissive in front of Yuwen Hu, had always been his camouflage. This young man almost established a great achievement that would last for thousands of years. Almost...

  However, Zhang Qi was a beauty, a rare kind of beauty who was shy and uneasy, yet also exuded a pitiful beauty.

  Looking at the girl in front of me, who is elegant in every gesture, I think back to when I met her over a year ago. Although she was beautiful then too, she had never been as stunningly beautiful and charming as she is now.

  Yuwen Yong smiled and said: "Do you know how to play chess?"

  "Will." Of course, will. Zhang Qi not only knows how to play chess, but his chess skills are quite good. After all, the way of playing chess is about being cautious and strategic at every step. As a clever and calculating person who has learned from two generations, Zhang Qi is naturally not a weak player.

  Yuwen Yong pushed the chessboard towards the middle and said, "Do you play with black or white?"

  Zhang Qi softly said: "I am willing to hold the black child."

  "The one holding the black piece goes first, your move——"

  "Yes."

  As the black pieces fell onto the chessboard one by one, Yuwen Yong slowly withdrew his mocking smile.

  Yuwen Yong's chess skills were extraordinary, and he was good at invading the opponent's territory without making a sound. He didn't say let Zhang Qi go easy on him, but it was just his habit to respect his opponents, treating anyone as an evenly matched rival.

  But he didn't expect that this delicate and timid, peerless beauty in front of him was actually a master of Go.

  All along the way, he openly killed and secretly killed, but she always managed to detect his intentions from the subtle signs and firmly resisted.

  Less than half of the chess game had been played, Yuwen Yong's interest was greatly aroused. He straightened his back and stared at the chessboard without blinking, completely putting aside his careless mind.

  When it was halfway through, a man in black walked in. Seeing that the two were fighting fiercely, he stood aside and waited.

  After a little over two quarters of an hour, Yuwen Yong finally burst out laughing and swept the chess pieces away, saying: "You lose!"

  Zhang Yi lost by three sons to him.

  She looked a bit resentful, the beautiful girl's lips were tightly pursed. Between her picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a faint scent of sweat was visible, and her flushed cheeks were angrily burning with regret.

  Zhang Qi did not notice that the expressions of the two men in the room had changed. The man in black only took a glance before quickly lowering his head, while Yuwen Yong's gaze was stagnant for a moment before he smiled and shifted his eyes away.

  Zhang Qi bit her lip and suddenly said in a crisp tone: "Another round."

  "Good, let's have another round." Yuwen Yong also hadn't had such a pleasant time in a long while. He burst out laughing and agreed.

  As the two men prepared to set up the chessboard, the man in black stepped forward and whispered a few words into Yuwen Yong's ear.

  Zhang Gui was so close. Naturally, he heard it clearly, "At the time of Qi master Gao Yan's death, because Langya Wang Gao Changgong was busy marrying a woman, his concubine Zhang Shi did not want to be inferior to others and died. Recently, Zhang Ji got help from Gao Ren, escaped from the net set up by Langya Wang Gao Changgong and Qi Di Xiao Shangshu."

  The man in black continued expressionlessly: "Three days ago, this woman secretly followed Gong Cao Su Wu Lang to Chang'an. Su Wei went to Yuwen Hu because he wanted to break off the engagement with the new Xing Gong Zhu, but was detained by Yuwen Hu. This woman was sent here."

  Yuwen Yong smiled lightly and said: "This Su Wu has some meaning. Is he trying to get me to protect his beloved?"

  The man in black naturally did not respond.

  Zhang Qi also lowered her head and sat quietly there, like a peony flower.

  Yuwen Yong waved his hand, indicating that the man in black should retreat, then turned to Zhang Qi and asked: "Do you want to let him go?"

  You're just a little bit stronger than me.

  Zhang Qi's eyes widened. She glared at him before remembering the identity of the person in front of her, and then muttered: "Don't."

  Watching her expression change with interest, Yuwen Yong smiled and said: "With such a strong personality, how can you tolerate the mistress's oppression? That Gao Changgong, really doesn't know you."

  When Yuwen Yong mentioned Gao Changgong, Zhang Gui's eyes drooped, and a flash of sadness crossed her face. After a while, she bit her lip and replied: "Yes, the life and death of Zhang Shi Aiqi is not for people like Zheng Fei to decide! Even if I have to die, I will die by my own hand!"

  After she said this sentence, she didn't hear Yuwen Yong's voice for a while, and couldn't help but look up at him.

  Yuwen Yong's expression was a bit dazed. He stared blankly at the back of her, suddenly swept the chessboard and stood up. With his hands behind his back, he walked to the window and looked at the white clouds in the sky. Yuwen Yong suddenly said: "Good! Even if I have to die, I will die by my own hand!"

  He turned his head, gazing intently at Zhang Qi, saying: "Such a beauty, truly one of a kind in my life." Indeed, it was the first time he had ever seen such a woman. He had never known that a woman from a humble background could have such spirit, or rather, he had never known that a woman could also have the same self-respect and pride as a man.

  Zhang Qi's face turned red with excitement, and she couldn't help but get excited. The person in front of her was someone revered by all people in her memory.

  Her face flushed with shame, she stood there in a daze, her hands and feet numb, transformed in an instant from a heroic woman to a weak female.

  Yuwen Yong's eyes lit up even more, and he smiled: "Since Su Wu sent you here, then you can stay. Even if Yuwen Hu is arrogant, with a stunning beauty like you by my side, he won't dare to stop it."

  Not only will it not be obstructed, but it will also seek to get it? Since the beauty of women is a national calamity, Yuwen Hu's ambition is soaring, and he would naturally wish that the emperor was an unrighteous ruler who indulged in pleasure.

  Yuwen Yong sighed and said: "I often hear people talk about Wu Gong Su Lang, only today did I know his talent."

  A stunning beauty like Zhang Gui, no matter where she goes, is a piece of fragrant meat that can arouse men's animal instincts. If she's not careful, she'll fall into the clutches of wolves and tigers, losing her freedom forever. When Su Wei was in danger himself, he sent her to his side, first showing off his resourcefulness, knowing where he was; secondly, he had figured out this woman's character, knowing she would throw herself at him; thirdly, he also understood his own nature, knowing he wouldn't ravish this strong-willed beauty like those lustful wolves; fourthly, he was even more aware of Yuwen Hu's mind, knowing that Yuwen Hu hoped he would indulge in women.

  A small move in chess not only protected the person I care about, but also improved myself and allowed me to see his abilities.

  Su Wei Su Wulang, indeed extraordinary.

  Yuwen Yong gazed at Zhang Yi, whose expression showed a hint of understanding. He took a step forward and said, "Aren't we going to play chess? Let's have another ten rounds!"

  "Yes, Your Majesty."

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  Tears, looking at the third place in the Southern Dynasty's fan vote which can't be kept, rapidly falling, asking everyone for help.