"What exactly do you want?"
"Take him back."
The woman in red had an icy expression and chilling eyes. She glanced at Feng Yao, then looked at A Lang: "A Lang, why don't you surrender obediently? Do you want me to take action?"
"No, Alang, you should leave quickly, you should leave quickly."
Feng Yao cried out anxiously and turned around to push A Lang behind her. She didn't want to see A Lang being taken back. When she saved him, he almost died. If he went back now, he would probably only face certain death.
"No."
Alang suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent. He stared intently at the woman in red and smiled sinisterly: "No one can take me away."
"Then let's give it a try."
At the command of the woman in red, several maids beside her leaped into the air and flew straight toward Alang, their long ribbons swirling in their hands as they surrounded him from all sides.
As soon as Alang's men made a move, Ji Shaocheng and Shen Ruoxuan moved in response, intercepting their movements, surrounding them, and attacking them. Soon, the group killed the men together.
When facing the Yunjiang tribesmen, Alang was noticeably less valiant than before. He had used poison techniques when he fought against Ji Shaocheng and the others, but against these women, poison techniques were completely useless. The women ignored him, and his poisons had nowhere to go, so he quickly lost ground.
Seeing the situation before her, Feng Yao was extremely anxious, tears welling up in her eyes, and she screamed at A Lang.
"Ah Lang, hurry up and go! Hurry up and go! Don't worry about me!"
Unfortunately, Alang ignored her completely and continued fighting with the women relentlessly. Feng Yao looked at everyone in front of her in despair, her eyes filled with bloodthirsty hatred. Who had they offended? Why did they have to end up like this? While shedding tears, she suddenly pulled a gold hairpin from her hair and stabbed it into her chest without thinking. It was fast and ruthless, and no one expected her to commit suicide.
By the time Ji Shaocheng and the others found her, she had already fallen to the ground, blood gushing from her chest. A bewitching smile appeared on her face as she looked at the black-clad man, Alang, who had suddenly appeared in shock.
When she saved him, he was a dying boy. For several years, he stayed in the palace with her. She fell in love with him, but her mother and brother forced her to marry a foreign ruler in Beilu. She hated it, but for the sake of her mother and brother's great cause, she was willing to sacrifice herself. However, what she was unwilling to accept was that after sacrificing herself, they ended up with nothing.
"Ah Lang, go, avenge me, or I will never see you again, even if you die. Go now."
She pushed the blurry figure away forcefully and slowly sank into darkness. She didn't want him to seek revenge; she was just afraid he might do something rash and stay behind.
At that time, she never imagined that meeting him would become her tribulation. A smile escaped her lips.
"Feng Yao,"
In the darkness, Alang howled like a wolf, then ran wildly, like a madman, and disappeared into the endless night. No one expected that he would suddenly go berserk and run away in the blink of an eye.
Ji Shaocheng and Shen Ruoxuan were shocked when they saw this and wanted to chase after them, but they were blocked by the women. The woman in red, who was in the lead, spoke coldly.
"Please wait, Your Excellency. Alang is a member of our Yunjiang tribe. We will take him back."
“But he’s gone, he’ll definitely come back for revenge,” Ji Shaocheng said in a deep voice, glaring angrily at the woman in red. Unfortunately, the woman in red ignored him and took a step to leave.
Suddenly, another voice rang out in the darkness of the night.
"Sese, you're too cold. Didn't I tell you to speak to people more gently? Be gentle! When will you ever get married if you keep acting like this?"
A noble and elegant figure emerged from a corner of the darkness, walking straight to the woman in red. He crossed his arms and lectured the expressionless woman in red, his face full of disappointment. The woman in red, named Se Se, couldn't help but twitch her lips upon hearing the words of this newcomer, and respectfully replied.
“Miss Feng, Sese has been used to it since she was a child.”
"You must change, otherwise you'll never get married, and it will break my heart."
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The woman was articulate and spoke clearly, her words ringing out like silver bells.
The red-clad woman, who had previously been cold, expressionless, and arrogant, remained completely still and respectful upon hearing the woman's words, even responding in kind.
"Thank you for your concern, Miss Xie Feng. I will remember this."
"Okay, that's good."
The woman who had spoken was finally satisfied. She slowly turned around and looked at Ji Shaocheng, Shen Ruoxuan, and the others. The moonlight of the dark night shone like water on her body. She was dressed in a gorgeous silk dress, her features were beautiful and charming, and her every move exuded an innate nobility. Her eyebrows were like willow branches, her eyes were like crescent moons, and her lips were full of smiles. After scanning around, her gaze fell on Feng Yao, who was lying dead on the ground. She slowly frowned, and a look of disbelief appeared in her eyes. Finally, she took two steps forward, looked at Feng Yao carefully again, and pointed at her, asking in a deep voice.
What's going on?
The woman in red respectfully reported, "This woman committed suicide."
"I'm asking her how she ended up here? If I remember correctly, this should be Beilu."
As she spoke, she looked at Ji Shaocheng and the others, waiting for their reply.
Ji Shaocheng did not refuse. He stepped forward and calmly said, "This is the Princess Zhaoyang of our Northern Lu Kingdom. She colluded with Alang of the Yunjiang tribe to harm our Northern Lu Empress. Now that the matter has been exposed, she has committed suicide."
"The one who harmed the Empress of Northern Lu? Why?"
The elegant woman in her fine dress asked another question.
In the darkness, many people stared at her curiously, noticing that she seemed somewhat agitated.
The woman in red asked hesitantly, "Miss Feng, what's wrong?"
“She is my younger sister, Feng Yao. I never expected that she would be the one sent for the marriage alliance.”
The speaker let out a long sigh. Ji Shaocheng and the others frowned, recalling what Princess Zhaoyang had said earlier. It seemed that the Empress had released someone, which led to her marriage to the Northern Dynasty for a political alliance. So who was originally supposed to marry into the Northern Dynasty? Could it be the girl in front of them?
Upon thinking this, Ji Shaocheng couldn't help but blurt out, "Could it be that you are still Princess Chang Le Feng Qian of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
Ji Shaocheng knew a little about the princesses who came to the Northern Dynasty for marriage alliances. He had heard that it was originally supposed to be Princess Chang Le, the eldest daughter of the royal family, who came to the Northern Dynasty for marriage alliances. However, Princess Chang Le escaped from the Great Zhou Dynasty, so Princess Feng Yao came to the Northern Dynasty for marriage alliances instead.
As soon as Ji Shaocheng finished speaking, the woman exclaimed in surprise, then stared at him and nodded.
"That's right, I am Princess Feng Qian, and you are?"