Killer Queen: Tyrant, prepare to die!

Chapter 77 The Western Ridge Wizard Kneels and Calls Out "Your Highness!" A Shocking Secret About Xiao Jue's Background is Revealed

Twenty days later.

When the war report from the northern border arrived in Hangzhou, Xiao Jue's second letter also arrived.

This time, the messenger was not a guard.

It was a grayish homing pigeon.

The bamboo tubes tied to its legs were worn, indicating that it had flown a long distance.

Bao'er was the first to discover it.

The little one pointed to the eaves: "Mommy! Pigeon's back!"

Ye Huang looked up.

The carrier pigeon landed unsteadily on the windowsill.

He had an injury on his leg.

The feathers were disheveled.

She carefully untied the bamboo tube.

Pour out the letter inside.

The paper is very thin.

The handwriting is even more illegible than last time.

The ink was in varying shades, and in some places it was blurred by bloodstains.

"Night Phoenix:"

"Your plan is brilliant."

"Following the guerrilla warfare tactic, we divided our forces into hundreds of squads to harass the enemy day and night. The northern army was exhausted and its offensive temporarily halted."

"Three tunnels have been dug, leading to enemy territory. Last night's surprise attack destroyed more than thirty siege weapons."

"There has indeed been unusual activity in the Xiling tribe. I sent someone to make contact, and their leader is willing to talk, but he wants to see me in person."

Upon seeing this, Ye Huang frowned.

The Xiling tribe wants to see Xiao Jue?

She continued reading.

"However, during the battle the other day, a shaman from Xiling suddenly appeared in the army of Mobei."

"The man wore a black robe that covered his face and carried a bone staff. When he saw me..."

The ink blotted out in a large patch here.

It looked like the letter writer's hand was shaking.

Ye Huang's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

She examined it carefully.

Finally, I could see the last few words clearly:

Suddenly he knelt down and called out, "Your Highness."

Your Highness?!

Ye Huang's fingertips trembled.

The letter paper rustled softly.

The entire army was shocked.

"I immediately rebuked him and ordered my men to capture the wizard. But his martial arts were strange, and he managed to break through the encirclement and escape."

"This matter has already spread throughout the army. Some soldiers are whispering, saying that I and Xiling..."

The last few words were covered by blood.

I can't see it clearly.

Ye Huang put down the letter.

I walked to the window.

The autumn wind blew in.

The wind made her clothes flutter.

Your Highness.

The Wizard of West Ridge.

Kneel down.

These words echoed repeatedly in her mind.

She thought of Xiao Jue's mother.

That legendary "adopted daughter of the late Empress Dowager".

It is said to have come from Xiling.

in case……

What if they weren't ordinary nobles?

What if they are royalty?

Xiao Jue is of royal blood from Xiling.

It might even be—

prince.

Ye Huang closed her eyes.

This explains it.

Why did the Xiling Wizard kneel and call him "Your Highness"?

Why were the Xiling tribe willing to negotiate?

Why was Xiao Jue's mother able to marry the Prince of Zhenbei?

all.

Everything is connected.

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"Mo Shisan".

"Your subordinate is here."

"Investigate." Ye Huang turned around, her eyes sharp. "Use all of Tingfeng Tower's hidden contacts in Xiling. Investigate Xiao Jue's mother's true identity."

"The Xiling royal family genealogy, the marriage records from twenty years ago, and the royal bloodline that has been scattered abroad—all of these have been thoroughly investigated."

Mo Shisan's expression turned solemn: "Yes!"

"Also," Ye Huang added, "investigate the current political situation in Xiling. The order of succession to the throne, the internal strife. Especially... are there any missing princes?"

Mo Shisan's heart skipped a beat.

"The young lady suspects Prince Xiao..."

"Go check."

"yes!"

Mo Shisan left in a hurry.

Ye Huang picked up the letter again.

Looking at those words covered in blood.

Imagine the scene at that time—

On the battlefield between the two armies.

The black-robed wizard suddenly knelt down.

They shouted, "Your Highness!"

The entire army was in uproar.

Xiao Jue at that time...

How shocking must it be?

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Three days later.

Ye Huang's reply is finished.

She considered it for a long time.

In the end, only three sentences were written.

Xiao Jue:

"The situation in Xiling is complex, and the sorcerer's actions are likely a ploy to sow discord."

"Your mother's status may be special, but you are the heir of the Prince of Zhenbei and a soldier of the Southern Palace. Your heart is beyond doubt, and your will cannot be changed."

"The Xiling tribe is negotiable, but you must bring sufficient guards and do not go alone."

"Night Phoenix".

She carefully sealed the letter with the oil paper.

Give it to Bao'er.

"Bao'er," she said softly, "tell Gege to fly faster this time and to be careful."

Bao'er took the letter.

They cooed and twittered at the gray pigeons on the eaves.

The pigeon responded with a cooing sound.

Then it flapped its wings and took flight.

It disappeared into the northern horizon.

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Fifteen days later.

Xiao Jue's reply arrived.

There were no pigeons this time.

It was brought by a wounded veteran.

He lost an arm.

Sunken eye sockets.

But his eyes remained resolute.

"Madam," he knelt on one knee and took out a blood-soaked letter from his robes, "the young master instructed me to... personally deliver this to you."

Ye Huang accepted the letter.

The letter paper had become brittle.

The above is Xiao Jue's handwriting.

It's even more hasty than last time.

But he exerted even more force.

It was as if every word had been written with all one's might.

"Night Phoenix:"

"The letter has been received."

Your words are like a wake-up call.

"I asked my father about my mother when I was young, but he only sighed and remained silent. Now, the words of the sorcerer from Xiling have kept me awake all night."

"However—"

"I was born a Nangong person, and I will die a Nangong soul."

"The Prince of Zhenbei's family has guarded the borders for generations, and its members are all loyal and brave."

"My father fought on despite being seriously wounded, and my younger brother was already wearing armor at the age of fourteen."

"This body and this heart belong to Nangong."

"Xiling? That's none of my business."

"If the wizard comes again, I will surely kill him."

"I will keep the agreement with the tribe. But I will bring three hundred personal guards, fully equipped with bows and crossbows."

"If we win this battle, I will return to Jiangnan."

"At that time..."

The letter ended there.

The last few words were blurry and unclear.

Ye Huang stared at the line of text.

"If we win this battle, I will return to Jiangnan."

and then?

Returning to Jiangnan.

What are you doing?

She didn't ask.

There's no need to ask.

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After seeing the veteran off.

Ye Huang sat in the study for a long time.

Jinshu brought over hot tea.

"Miss," she whispered, "Could Young Master Xiao... really be from Xiling...?"

"It's not important," Ye Huang interrupted her.

She stood up.

Walk up to the map.

Pointing to the location of Xiling.

"The important thing is," she said calmly, "that Xiling reveals this identity at this time."

"Are you trying to win him over?"

"Or do you still want to destroy him?"

Jinshu didn't understand.

Ye Huang, however, knew the truth.

On the battlefield.

If the head coach's identity becomes questionable.

The morale of the troops will waver.

Xiling's move.

poison.

But Xiao Jue handled it very well.

"I was born a Nangong person, and I will die a Nangong soul."

This sentence.

This is enough to stabilize morale.

That's enough...

To put her mind at ease.

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That night.

Mo Shisan brought back a message.

"Miss, we've found out about Xiling."

"explain."

"Young Master Xiao's mother was indeed no ordinary noblewoman." Mo Shisan lowered his voice. "She was the youngest daughter of the former King of Xiling, and her title was 'Princess Lingyue'. Twenty years ago, when Xiling was in turmoil, she was sent to Nangong for a political marriage and married the then Prince of Zhenbei."

"Princess..." Ye Huang murmured.

"Yes. According to the Xiling royal succession law, if the royal family has no male heir, the princess's son also has the right to inherit." Mo Shisan paused, "And the current Xiling king... has no son."

Ye Huang understood.

Therefore, the Xiling wizards would kneel and call out "Your Highness".

Therefore, the Xiling tribe wanted to see Xiao Jue.

They are not trying to sow discord.

It is in...

Recognize God.

"Who else knows about this?" she asked.

"The royal family of Xiling should know. But as for the Nangong family... I'm afraid even His Majesty doesn't know."

Ye Huang remained silent for a long time.

"Seal the files," she finally said. "All the information you've found is to be sealed. No one else in Tingfeng Tower is allowed to know about it except you."

"Yes."

After Mo Shisan stepped down...

Ye Huang stood alone by the window.

Looking at the northern night sky.

The stars are sparse.

Like a campfire on a distant battlefield.

"Xiao Jue," she said softly, "your path is more difficult than I imagined."

But it's okay.

She looked at the blood-stained letter in her hand.

Looking at the line "I was born a Nangong person, and I will die a Nangong soul".

Smile.

"Since you've chosen this path..."

"Then I'll help you."

"To the very end."

outside the window.

The autumn wind is getting stronger.

winter.

coming soon.

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[Next Chapter Preview: A Great Victory in the Northern Border! Xiao Jue's three hundred personal guards went to the appointed time and turned the tide against the ambush at Xiling! News of the victory reached the capital, and the tyrant's expression was complex...]