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The Gathering of Handsome Men, Chapter Seventy-Eight: Wan'er (Part 1)
The Gathering of Handsome Men Chapter Seventy-Eight: Wan'er (Part 1) The magical continent was once harmonious and peaceful. But a war a century ago had already shown it was no longer peaceful, no longer harmonious. The sky then was as clear as it is today. But no one noticed the bright spot of light that flashed by. It spoke of how one day this continent would be unified, and the one who would unify the entire nation would be…
"How is it?" Inside the large military tent, Wan'er sat elegantly in the main seat, picking up a cup of tea. She took a small sip and looked at everyone below. Little Taiping nodded, "Mother is absolutely right, but Taiping is worried that Mother might get hurt." Wan'er was touched and said, "Do you really look down on your mother like that?" Little Taiping quickly waved her hand and said, "No way, like mother, like daughter. So Little Taiping has a lot of confidence in Mother." Wan'er looked at Little Taiping with affection and said, "You're so cheeky." Then she looked at Zi Ye Yuxun, her eyes filled with tenderness that seemed to drip water, "Yuxun, what do you think?"
Below the main seat, Yu Xun, still injured, had a soft couch brought over by Wan'er. Even with his injuries, Yu Xun lay gracefully and alluringly on the couch. He wore a fiery red robe that accentuated his tall, slender figure. His captivating face had regained some color, no longer pale. His alluring eyes revealed undisguised deep affection for Wan'er as he said, "I'll do whatever you say." His deep, seductive voice lingered, leaving a lasting impression.
Wan'er glared at Yu Xun and then looked at Lu Feng, who hadn't uttered a word from beginning to end, and asked, "General Lu Feng, what do you think?" Lu Feng was slightly taken aback, his face somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Your Majesty, I..." "I know." Wan'er interrupted Lu Feng before he could finish speaking. Lu Feng was inwardly surprised. Was he wearing his heart on his sleeve? Thinking of this, a slight blush appeared on Lu Feng's cold face. If Lu Feng's subordinates were there, they would definitely exclaim in surprise, "Even the Iceberg War God can blush?" It's truly a miracle.
Wan'er chuckled inwardly. What an idiot! Was what I said yesterday so profound that he couldn't understand it even after thinking about it for so long? "Today, I will lead the troops to attack Zi Ye. I will personally end that old bastard Liu Yun's life." Lu Feng was slightly taken aback. The Empress was going to personally lead the expedition? Lu Feng frowned. Although Her Majesty the Empress was indeed highly skilled in martial arts, Liu Yun was no ordinary person either; he was extremely cunning. "Your Majesty, this... I feel there's something inappropriate."
Wan'er smiled slightly, looking quite understanding, and said, "Oh? What's wrong with it?" Lu Feng stood up and bowed slightly, saying, "Your Majesty, I believe that although Liu Yun is not as skilled as Your Majesty and His Highness the Crown Prince, he has lived for a long time. In terms of cunning, we will undoubtedly lose. Moreover, there is a saying that to catch the thief, you must first catch the king. It is really inappropriate for Your Majesty to personally lead the troops into battle."
Wan'er shook her head slightly and said, "General Liu, you're wrong. You've made two mistakes. There's a saying, 'To catch a thief, first catch the king,' but you should apply that to Liu Yun. That's the first mistake. He's lived a very long time, but no matter how long he's lived, he's still a loser. In terms of cunning, he's the loser, while we are the winners. That's the second mistake. Who can claim to be number one in front of..." She paused, glancing out of the corner of her eye at Taiping, whose eyes were gleaming as she looked at the food. She continued, "..." Her words stunned everyone present.
Lu Feng was surprised. Did the Empress know that His Highness the Crown Prince was...? Lu Feng nodded slightly and said, "Your Majesty is absolutely right. I was being rash." Little Princess Taiping, who was confused, looked at the three of them and asked, "What's wrong, Mother? Who is number one?" Wan'er stood up, smiled mysteriously, and ignored them.
Little Taiping couldn't look at Zi Yeyuxun and asked, "Sixth Father?" Zi Yeyuxun just smiled indulgently. Little Taiping looked at Lu Feng, even more confused. Lu Feng hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I will go and lead the troops to wait for Your Majesty." Wan'er, sitting in the main seat, nodded and said, "Depart immediately."
The vast palace was filled with furious shouts. "Damn it, you bunch of good-for-nothings, what use are you to me?" "Thump, splat." The sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground and vomiting blood rang out.
Liu Yun withdrew his hand, his old face flushed an unnatural red from anger. Inside the room, two people were kneeling, one lying on the ground, blood flowing continuously from his mouth. "Useless trash, a bunch of useless trash. I truly regret taking you in."
The two men kneeling on the ground trembled slightly, their fists clenched tightly. If that was called taking in someone, then wouldn't all those who truly do good deeds and accumulate merit be gods? Liu Yun, you killed our parents, but because we had exceptional physiques, you didn't kill us and kept us by your side to serve you like slaves. You still have the nerve to call it taking us in? In your heart, we are nothing more than your watchdogs.
Liu Yun's old eyes reddened with anger. Just as he was about to strike another man, a eunuch rushed in, tumbling and crawling, shouting, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!" With a 'thud,' the eunuch knelt on the ground, his face contorted with anxiety. His high-pitched voice rang out again, trembling violently, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened."
Liu Yun narrowed his eyes and looked dangerously at the little eunuch, his whole body exuding a chilling aura, as if he were about to devour the little eunuch at any moment, but he also had the ability to do so. "Have you lived too long yourself? Hmph?" His cold voice echoed throughout the hall.
The little eunuch, emboldened by some unknown source, fearlessly declared to Liu Yun, "General Lu Feng has led a million-strong army to surrender to the Hundred Flowers Kingdom. They have already stormed into the capital and are about to storm the palace. My Purple Leaf Kingdom only has a mere two million people left." So that's how it is. Since death is inevitable anyway, the little eunuch no longer cares. What is there to fear?
Liu Yun was slightly taken aback, his bad premonition growing stronger. Binghai Wan'er's words flashed through his mind: "Liu Yun, I'll spare your life in three days, no, perhaps sooner." A flash of murderous intent crossed Liu Yun's eyes. "Binghai Wan'er, is this what you call three days? Then let me tell you, my life, Liu Yun's life, is not so easy to take."
Then, he coldly looked at the little eunuch and said, "Go and summon Binghai Yixuan to the palace. I want him to lead troops into battle to protect my Binghai territory." (Pah! Protect the territory of Ziye Kingdom? Come on, you're already being lenient by the fact that Ziye Kingdom isn't in your hands. I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as you.) The little eunuch was stunned for a moment, then quickly got up from the ground and said, "Yes." He then ran out of the main hall.
The Gathering of Handsome Men, Chapter Seventy-Nine: Wan'er (Part Two)
Chapter 79 Wan'er (Part 2) Magnificent and resplendent? Ha, how extravagant! Liu Yun's expression was serious, but inwardly she was extremely anxious. The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty hall. Liu Yun breathed a slight sigh of relief and said, "Too slow. The Hundred Flowers Kingdom has already invaded the city, and you're still so leisurely." The footsteps stopped, revealing a figure in white brocade robes, with a face that could be described as perfect—how could anyone not be captivated? "So what?" A calm voice rang out as the man in the hall looked directly at Liu Yun and uttered these four words with nonchalant ease.
Liu Yun was instantly enraged and stood up abruptly from the dragon throne. "Bing Hai Yixuan, what kind of attitude is this? If you dare to talk back again, don't even think about getting any information about your mother's whereabouts from me." Bing Hai Yixuan was slightly taken aback, secretly clenching his fist. "Speak, what are you up to this time?" Liu Yun snorted with satisfaction. "To lead troops into battle with me." With that, Liu Yun turned and left without giving Bing Hai Yixuan any time to speak.
Binghai Yixuan could only hear Liu Yun's voice fading into the distance, "No going back on your word, if you want to know your mother's whereabouts." Binghai Yixuan's eyes were filled with murderous intent. 'Liu Yun…'
Outside the Purple Night Kingdom's palace, Wan'er and her entourage had already arrived. Wan'er, clad in flowing white robes, sat majestically atop a steed, a true heroine. "Listen well, all of you! Lay down your weapons and submit to my Hundred Flowers Sect. All your past transgressions will be forgiven. If you become like grasshoppers struggling in their death throes at this unfavorable moment, only one path awaits you: hell!" Wan'er's authoritative voice rang out, her inner force resonating so powerfully that everyone could hear her.
The soldiers of the Purple Night Kingdom hesitated, exchanging glances. Between death and life, of course they would choose life. It was clear that the Purple Night Kingdom was currently too weak. Having come to this realization, with a "clatter," one soldier lowered his weapon.
Seeing this, the other soldiers were also ready to lay down their weapons and surrender to Baihua, but a deep voice said, "Anyone who dares to do so will be killed without mercy." The soldiers trembled.
Liu Yun, his face grim, spurred his horse forward, drew his sword, and first beheaded the soldier who had laid down his weapon. Blood splattered, staining Liu Yun's composed face, his eyes sweeping around with a sinister gaze. Seeing this, none of the soldiers dared to lay down their weapons again; each one was fully armed and ready to fight, like grasshoppers struggling on a string in their death throes.
Wan'er laughed out loud upon seeing this, lazily looking at Liu Yun. "Oh, so this is Liu Yun, Minister Liu." Liu Yun rode to the front, his murderous intent undisguised as he stared directly at Wan'er. Following behind Liu Yun was a man in white brocade robes, sitting on his horse, looking extremely dashing. Such a beautiful sight was truly pleasing to the eye.
Liu Yun's face darkened, and a murderous aura emanated from him. He looked at Wan'er, then glanced at the person next to her and froze. What was that? Then, Liu Yun burst into laughter, almost falling off his horse. "I say, Wan'er of the Ice Sea, is there no one left in your Hundred Flowers Kingdom? You actually let such a one-year-old girl lead troops into battle. It seems I really overestimated you."
Little Taiping wouldn't have it, and was about to make a move when Wan'er stopped him. Wan'er shook her head at Taiping. Liu Yun saw all of this and laughed loudly, "What, did I guess right?"
Wan'er wasn't angry. She simply looked at Liu Yun calmly, her tone still indifferent, as if she were about to ascend to heaven and fly away. "Yes, my Hundred Flowers Kingdom really has no one left. We can only send a one-year-old child to fight. But what's astonishing is that she was able to take over the outer cities of your Purple Night Kingdom in one night. Yet some people are still oblivious, enjoying all the glory in the palace and having an affair with their own daughter. They let people in court call their daughter a slut. Tsk tsk tsk, my Hundred Flowers Kingdom really has very few talented people left." After saying this, even the most foolish person would know that this was an insult to Liu Yun. Even if she didn't name names, it was obvious.
Liu Yun's face flushed red with anger. Gripping her sword tightly, she glanced at Bing Hai Yixuan beside her. Her brow relaxed, and she smiled at Wan'er, saying, "Bing Hai Wan'er, didn't you ask me where Bing Hai Yixuan was? He's right here beside me. Don't you love him very much? How would you feel if the person you love repeatedly tried to take your life?" Wan'er looked at Bing Hai Yixuan, but his eyes were calm and unmoved, as if he didn't recognize her. Wan'er secretly clenched her fingers, "Yixuan."
Little Taiping watched helplessly, sighing softly. Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. Liu Yun was clearly getting impatient, and said to Bing Haiyixuan, "What are you standing there for? Make your move! After this is over, I'll tell you who your mother is." Bing Haiyixuan froze, his heart feeling as if it had been pierced by a thousand needles, slowly bleeding. He looked at Wan'er. A flash of intense love crossed Bing Haiyixuan's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed. He gripped the cold sword in his hand, hesitating to make a move.
Taiping looked at Binghai Yixuan and then at her mother, feeling quite helpless. A glint of light gathered in her eyes as she gazed intently at Liu Yun, her delicate pink lips curving into a beautiful arc.
Looking at Binghai Yixuan, she said, "Seventh Father, do you know what the most painful thing in this world is? It's two people loving each other, yet torturing each other; it's having something but not knowing how to cherish it, only to regret it when it's too late." As she spoke, Xiao Taiping pointed her delicate little hand at Liu Yun and said, "This old man. He doesn't even know where your mother is. His true feelings are, 'You're adorable, adorably stupid.'" What? An old man? Liu Yun's face immediately darkened. He narrowed his eyes dangerously at Xiao Taiping, carefully scrutinizing her. This little girl was no ordinary child.
Binghai Yixuan, however, was in a much worse state. He was shocked, as if struck by lightning. He looked up sharply at Wan'er, who was smiling at him. "Yixuan, come back." Binghai Yixuan's heart was bleeding. It was unforgivable that he had done so many things to hurt Wan'er. Binghai Yixuan took a deep breath and greedily looked at everything about Wan'er.
Her jade-like hands gripped the reins, her legs clenched tightly around the horse's belly, and with a flick of the reins, the horse galloped off. It rode further and further away, until only Wan'er's voice remained in her ears. "Yixuan, Yixuan." 'Wan'er, I'm sorry, I'm no longer worthy to stay by your side.'
Liu Yun laughed heartily, "Binghai Wan'er, it wasn't a pleasant experience, was it? But it really didn't go according to my original plan. I'm truly dissatisfied with this ending." Wan'er looked coldly at Liu Yun, a chill gathering in her eyes. A small, delicate hand grasped Wan'er's hand. "Mother, don't dirty your hands."
(Why are there so few more favorites today? Is it because Xiaobing's writing is bad? Waaah, I'm so sad.)
Chapter 80 of "Gathering of Handsome Men": Wan'er's Perfect (Ending)
Chapter 80 of "Gathering of Handsome Men": Wan'er's Perfect Ending "Mother, don't dirty your hands." Taiping's eyes flashed coldly as she looked at Liu Yun. She patted the horse's head with her little hand, and the horse immediately understood and took a few steps forward. Little Taiping turned back and looked at Wan'er tenderly, saying, "Mother, let's hand this old thief over to Taiping today, okay?"
Little Taiping's coquettish tone made Wan'er smile slightly. This smile was like spring water, so fresh and natural, so beautiful that one couldn't help but fall for it. Little Taiping gazed at her mother, muttering to herself, "If I were a man, I would definitely cling to Mother like a leech, impossible to shake off." She then shook her head regretfully, lamenting that she wasn't a man.
After saying this, Taiping narrowed her eyes and looked at Liu Yun, saying, "Old man, do you have any last words?" Liu Yun was furious upon hearing Taiping's words and said, "You're the ones who should be leaving last words." Taiping laughed loudly and pointed at Liu Yun, saying, "I'm giving you face by asking you to leave last words. Since you're so unwilling to listen to reason, then don't blame me for being ruthless." Her words were as cold as ice by the end.
Little Taiping patted the horse's back with her tiny hand, lightly touched the ground with her feet, and her small body floated up. She slowly channeled her energy into her hands, and a misty white light appeared in her palms. Wan'er, standing to the side, was secretly astonished. Could it be that she had given birth to Taiping, and her own power had been transferred to Taiping? Why hadn't she noticed? But it was for the best; after all, he was her child.
Liu Yun narrowed his eyes dangerously. He was very familiar with this skill; it was the same skill Binghai Wan'er had once used. "Hmph, do you think I'd be foolish enough to wait for death after witnessing Wan'er's power? You're underestimating me, Liu Yun." Little Taiping had already finished channeling his energy and was striking Liu Yun with incredible speed. Liu Yun's old face was solemn. His hands slowly rose and fell. A smile played on his lips, his eyes fixed intently on Taiping. Suddenly, black mist rose from his palms—a darkness that symbolized endlessness. Liu Yun swiftly met Little Taiping's palm strike.
The white mist palm and the black mist palm interlocked. Taiping felt a dull pain in her chest, and a sweet, metallic taste welled up and filled her mouth. Red liquid slowly flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her petite body fell like a kite with a broken string.
Wan'er was shocked. She lightly touched the ground with her toes, moving so fast that it seemed like the wind. Wan'er caught Taiping's petite body and flew back quickly without stopping. Looking down at the injured little Taiping in her arms, her brows furrowed deeply, and her heart ached.
Little Taiping looked at Wan'er, her eyes red. Seeing Wan'er suppress her discomfort and smile sweetly, she said, "Mother, Taiping is fine. I just didn't expect that old man to be so powerful." Wan'er knew Taiping was putting on a brave face for her sake. She smiled gently and handed Wan'er to Lu Feng, who was standing nearby, his heart aching. "Please," Wan'er nodded to Lu Feng, then looked at Liu Yun.
Wan'er's eyes flashed with murderous intent as she stared directly at Liu Yun and said, "I really didn't expect that your skills would improve so much in just a few days." Wan'er looked him over curiously and said, "But I'm very curious about how you obtained the Yin energy of Hell." Her words caused an uproar among the people present.
Liu Yun was slightly taken aback. So this thing was Yin energy. "If we are destined, we will meet again." Wan'er chuckled and said, "Yes, if we are destined, we will meet again. But this destiny is too strange. It turns out that Heaven has already decided that your name, Liu Yun, has already appeared in Hell. Isn't your destiny in Hell?" Liu Yun was immediately furious, his seven orifices emitting smoke. "Nonsense." Wan'er looked at Liu Yun with amusement and said, "Whether it's nonsense or not is up to me to decide."
As Wan'er spoke, she moved with the wind, and a powerful pressure swept over Liu Yun, who immediately felt uneasy. He channeled his Yin energy, preparing to retaliate. Wan'er looked at Liu Yun disdainfully, her imposing presence radiating without anger. It was a power that made one involuntarily sway.
Wan'er was incomparably holy, her every step leaving a trail of lotus blossoms. With each move, Liu Yun was sent flying. "Pfft." Liu Yun couldn't help but spit out blood in mid-air. Drops of blood fell like a fine drizzle, sprinkling onto the soldiers' faces. But none of them panicked. Hundreds of soldiers from the Purple Night Kingdom knelt down, shouting, "Long live the Hundred Flowers Empress! Long live the Hundred Flowers Empress! We are willing to die for her, without hesitation!"
Wan'er looked down upon the world like a goddess, saying, "Those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish." Everyone knelt down, chanting, "Long live the Empress! Long live the Empress!"
Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye. "Mom, Mom!" A small, thin figure ran over like the wind, with eyes of different colors, making it clear at a glance whose child it was.
Wan'er stood under the cherry blossom tree, looking up at the sky. "Yixuan, are you alright?" Three years, three years. It has been three years since she was separated from Yixuan. Now she misses him more and more.
Suddenly feeling his legs grow heavy, he looked down, smiled indulgently, bent down and picked up the little boy, saying, "Wanli, you've been naughty again. Where's Daddy?" That's right, this little boy, who was only a little over two years old, was Wan'er and Wanluo's child, Wanli.
The little guy blinked his adorable big eyes and said, "Daddy is having a martial arts match with Sister Taiping, but he keeps losing, and Daddy isn't convinced." This made Wan'er laugh, and she tapped the little guy's nose, saying, "Then why don't you go find Big Daddy and the others?" The little guy pouted unhappily, "Daddy and the other Daddies are all holding our younger siblings, they don't have time to spend with Wanli." Wan'er didn't comment; ever since she gave birth to children for these six men, they've been incredibly busy.
Suddenly, the little one rolled her big eyes and said, "Mommy, I forgot to tell you, a handsome uncle is looking for you!" Wan'er was slightly taken aback. Who would be looking for me? Besides the ministers, who else could it be? "Where is he?" The little one pointed into the distance and said, "He's in the main hall." Wan'er put Wanli down and said, "Li'er, play by yourself." Then she quickly ran towards the main hall. Little Wanli tilted her head, blinked her big eyes, and then a beautiful smile curved her lips. "Wanli's seventh uncle is back."
Wan'er walked into the hall with a puzzled look on her face. Who could be looking for her? When she saw the person in the hall, she was stunned. He was still dressed in white, his black hair was loosely tied up, and his face looked a little haggard, but it did not hide his handsomeness at all. The man looked at Wan'er affectionately and opened his arms. "Wan'er, I'm back."
Wan'er disregarded everything else and rushed into the man's arms, crying, "Yi Xuan, Yi Xuan!" Indeed, this handsome man was Bing Hai Yi Xuan. Bing Hai Yi Xuan gently stroked Wan'er's hair and said, "I will never, ever leave you again."
(over)
(Dear readers, don't go away! There are still many mysteries to be solved in this article. What follows is the carefree adventure of Death God Taiping, you'll regret it if you don't read on! The mysteries of the first part will also be solved in the following articles. Thank you for your support.)
Little Taiping's Carefree Life 001
Little Taiping's Carefree Life 001 The four seasons passed quickly. On this continent unlike any in history, all was peaceful, and the people lived comfortable lives. The glorious history of the Empress was widely circulated. Everyone praised their ruler; if anyone dared to utter a single dissent, congratulations, you'd be in for a beating.
On this mysterious continent, there exists only one country: the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers. Legend has it that the palace of the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers' ruler is a sacred place, one that no one can find, yet this ruler is deeply loved by his people. Under the rule of the Queen of Hundred Flowers, there is no theft, no robbery, and no beggars. The refugees live comfortable and happy lives, for one reason only: they have a good queen. In the hearts of the people, Wan'er is their goddess.
In this sacred land protected by the people, a crystal palace stands tall. It is so majestic, and inside the crystal palace...
"No, Mother ordered you to protect me, so you have to listen to me." A childish voice rang out, and a little girl of about six years old pouted. Her face, as beautiful as a lotus emerging from water, resembled Wan'er's. The little girl looked stubbornly at the handsome boy in front of her.
The handsome man sighed helplessly, "Taiping, stop fooling around. Her Majesty the Empress won't allow it." Indeed, this six-year-old girl was Taiping. Taiping looked at the handsome man resentfully, her large eyes darting around, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips. She reached out and grabbed the handsome man's sleeve, saying, "Little Fengfeng, Mother has given you to me, you are my man, Taiping's man, so you must listen to your wife." The handsome man, Lu Feng, clutched his forehead, utterly miserable, his mind replaying the events of not long ago.
"My beloved ministers, you are truly pillars of the nation. I am deeply honored." Wan'er smiled at the court officials below the hall. She nodded in satisfaction; indeed, Yunnuo's judgment was impeccable, her selection of talent so successful. Then she looked at Yunnuo, seated on the Empress's throne beside her, and smiled affectionately. Since that day, the nation had enjoyed peace and tranquility, and Yunnuo had resigned from her position as Prime Minister, content to sit peacefully as Empress.
Yun Nuo's arched eyebrows and flowing silver hair made him breathtakingly beautiful. He licked his lips suggestively, as if to say, "Tonight, you're mine." Wan'er understood his lip movements, her alluring face instantly flushing crimson. Although she was already a mother of many, this hadn't aged her; on the contrary, she had become even more beautiful and captivating, making her seven men love her even more deeply. (They were already hopelessly infatuated, weren't they?)
The ministers, heads held high, gazed at Wan'er with varying degrees of admiration, yet they knew full well that they were far beyond the Empress's reach. Only unwavering loyalty could secure their place by her side and the chance to behold her beauty. Even so, they were envied by the common people and others who could not be with the Empress. They themselves felt deeply honored and content. (I suspect that Yunnuo appointed them ministers precisely because he saw this.)
"Mother." A childish voice rang out, and the ministers all looked towards the door. The ministers also bowed respectfully, "Long live the Crown Prince!" Taiping, with her short legs, ran upside down to Wan'er's side and tugged at Wan'er and Yunnuo's sleeves, saying, "Mother, Father, Taiping has something she wants to ask of you."