The seductive princess is no longer being pursued; the aloof prime minister is facing a crematorium.

Chapter 285 I just want to stay with her.

The Imperial Palace, the Imperial Observatory.

Zhao Yungui sat upright beside the huge sundial, with water droplets falling behind him, making a pleasant sound.

In front of him was a table with three plum blossom copper coins on it.

Outside the door, a swordsman dressed in white entered and placed a teacup beside him.

The sword attendant frowned, her pretty face scrunched up: "Master, can Her Highness really resolve this crisis?"

Through the veil, Zhao Yungui looked at the three copper coins on the table without saying a word.

Zhengze lowered his head and continued, "Master had previously calculated that the source of the white rainbow piercing the sun and the calamity star attacking the moon was Your Highness, but you have been suppressing this news and have never mentioned it to anyone."

"Master, His Highness will be alright, won't he?"

Zhao Yungui moved his finger bones, looking at the divination chart in front of him.

Not good.

He recalled that he had actually performed divination for Jiang Jinshuang many times in the past.

But the results were never very good.

No matter what method he uses or what different interpretations he uses to ask about divination, the final hexagram will always show signs of bloodshed.

Zhengze had been by Zhao Yungui's side for many years, so naturally he was also skilled in divination.

He raised his head slightly and immediately saw the divination chart on the table.

His face filled with terror, Zhengze's pupils contracted: "Master... will Her Highness die?"

Zhao Yungui lowered his eyes, looking at the three plum blossom copper coins in front of him.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the divination he had performed before. Jiang Jinshuang was not satisfied with it, so she casually turned the tea leaves over, breaking the divination.

She said that her fate was never determined by a divination.

Think about this.

Zhao Yungui reached out and flipped one of the copper coins over.

He looked at Zhengze, who was completely stunned and hadn't even come to his senses yet.

His gaze was cool and calm.

"She will be safe and sound and get what she wants."

"Your Excellency, why don't you consult the will of Heaven? Who decides, me or him?"

She has the final say.

Jiang Jinshuang is so unruly that she always makes her own decisions.

For some reason, Zhao Yun suddenly remembered that not long ago, Pei Du had come to the Imperial Observatory and the two of them had met once.

The two men fought fiercely on the chessboard, but their expressions remained unchanged.

“She wants to save the world,” he told Pei Du.

Without pausing, the man looked up at him and asked, "Grand Preceptor, do you want to save her?"

A gentle breeze stirred his veil.

He didn't answer, but his hand paused for a moment as he placed the piece.

His master told him that if one day all things in the world were equal to him, and he could see things as if they were nothing, and see them as if they were not, then he could remove the veil covering his eyes.

—He never took it off.

Since the year she lifted the curtain on his carriage and handed the child to her, he has never taken it down again.

All people are equal.

She is not an ordinary person.

He did not answer Pei Du's question, but instead asked, "What about the Grand Secretary? Compared to me, you should be more eager to save her."

The game is over.

He wins by half a point.

The man withdrew his finger bone, his eyes remaining calm and indifferent as he looked at Zhao Yungui.

"I never intended to save her."

The breeze is illiterate.

Roll up the bamboo curtain of the pavilion, and roll up the hair ornaments of the two people.

The man's voice is also drawn into the spring scenery.

"I just want to be with her."

"We will go through fire and mountains of knives."

Zhao Yun wanted to save her.

Pei Du hadn't thought of that.

He would risk his life to accompany her no matter what she wanted to do.

The three copper coins in his hand were slightly warm. Zhao Yungui slowly came to his senses and chuckled softly.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhengze asked in confusion, "Master, what's wrong? What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought that your grandmaster spent his whole life trying to teach me that all people are equal."

"But that Lord Pei spent half his life learning how to favor one person."
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Dark clouds loomed over the city, and banners fluttered in the wind.

Beneath the city gates, ten thousand Imperial Guards faced off against three hundred thousand Black-Armored Cavalry, a stark contrast in strength.

The sound of wind whistling through steel echoed through the dark forest of spears and halberds, startling crows hiding in the cracks of the brick walls into fluttering flight into the leaden sky.

Standing atop the city wall, Jiang Jinshuang immediately spotted a familiar face at the forefront of the 300,000 black-armored cavalry.

—It's Lu Xiao.

Today, Lu Xiao has shed the alluring charm of the Nanfeng Pavilion. When she puts on that armor, Jiang Jinshuang immediately thinks of the brave and sharp-witted deputy general who used to serve by Uncle Ruiyang's side.

"Lu Xiao, formerly a deputy general under Prince Ruiyang, has come to pay his respects to Emperor Wan Jin!"

Although it was called a "paying respects," the way the troops were stationed at the pond showed no respect whatsoever.

He looked up at the top of the city wall: "Your Highness, I have brought troops here today only to ask His Majesty for an explanation. Why don't you open the city gates wide to avoid unnecessary casualties?"

Wherever the black-armored cavalry trampled, ruins followed.

Jiang Biechen stood on the city wall, his brows furrowed, but he only looked at Jiang Jinshuang, who was standing at the very front.

Everyone became nervous.

The ten thousand Imperial Guards tightened their grip on their spears, beads of sweat forming on their foreheads.

The black-armored rider's warhorse snorted and its hooves pounded the ground twice.

Tensions.

Jiang Jinshuang lifted her foot and took a step forward.

Her figure was then revealed high above the city gate tower.

"If Your Highness does not open the city gates, don't blame this humble general—"

The conversation ended there.

Lu Xiao raised his head and immediately saw the person wearing the mask of the god of death at the highest point of the city wall.

so similar.

They look so alike, both in physique and mannerisms.

Lu Xiao's pupils contracted sharply, and his hand gripping the sword hilt tightened abruptly.

His lips parted, and he finally heard a sound coming from his own throat.

"General..."

At first, only Lu Xiao saw it.

Immediately, countless black-armored riders looked up in the direction Lu Xiao was looking.

The moment they saw the mask of the God of Slaughter and Jiang Jinshuang, the once well-trained and orderly army gradually became restless.

"Is it... the Mask of the God of Slaughter?"

"Is it the general? It's the general!"

"Is that person on the city wall a general?"

"The general isn't dead!?"

"..."

The clamor drowned out the buzzing of swords and spears.

Lu Xiao stared at the mask for a long, long time.

Finally, he chuckled softly and slowly came back to his senses.

Lu Xiao raised his hand, and in an instant, the discussions and commotion ceased.

He looked up at the person on the city wall and saw that the masked person was dressed in a long red dress, with a strong wind blowing and black hair flying.

—It was clearly a woman.

Since it was a woman, Lu Xiao knew who she was.

"Your Highness, it's been a long time."

On the city wall, Jiang Jinshuang held onto the bricks of the wall with one hand, without removing her mask, and looked down at the 300,000 black-armored cavalry.

—After not seeing them for several years, those familiar faces all seemed to have aged a bit.

After Uncle Wang's death, the daily management of the Black Armor Cavalry was taken over by several veterans in the army.

Since Lu Xiao was away from Baiyujing most of the year, the affairs of the Black Armor Cavalry were managed by the older members.

His gaze swept over the group of soldiers and finally landed on Lu Xiao.

She then spoke, her tone carrying a familiar smile.

"General Lu Xiao, it's been a long time."