Empress, please lay down your armor, for I will save the world with a single sword!

Bei Yong has such a ridiculously powerful defense system.

Pei Xiao only needs to leave behind a small number of elite troops and arrange a reliable general to oversee the situation, which will be enough to secure the northern border.

No matter how powerful the Yuan cavalry is, can they break through the "Broken Desert Heavenly Wall Formation" in a short time and reach the heart of Beiyong?

Go dream!

He's not afraid of trouble happening at home at all!

That's why they could confidently and boldly send almost their entire force to the capital to compete for the throne!

Having figured this out,

Instead of finding clarity, Wu Liang felt... even more damn headacheed!

Previously, I had been thinking about whether we could restrain Pei Xiao from the outside, such as by provoking the Yuan Dynasty to invade the border.

But now, looking at it, the "Broken Desert Sky Wall Formation" is practically a tortoise shell. The Yuan Dynasty has probably already run out of steam and is unlikely to launch a large-scale southward offensive in the short term.

Even if he tries to stir up trouble and create friction, Pei Xiao can handle it with the defensive power of this formation by leaving some troops. It will not shake his determination to go south to the capital to defend the emperor.

How to persuade Pei Xiao to change his mind?

Should he give up his chance to conquer the world?

difficult.

It seems... even harder!

Wu Liang picked up the wine Zhao Si had poured for him and downed it in one gulp. The wine was a bit spicy, burning down his throat, but it couldn't extinguish the rising restlessness in his heart.

He looked at the tea drinkers in the teahouse who were proudly discussing the "Broken Desert Sky Wall Formation," and at Zhao Si next to him who was spitting as he spoke with pride.

Suddenly, I realized that my idea of ​​"breaking the deadlock in three days" was like a soap bubble that would burst at the slightest touch. In the face of this rock-solid reality, it seemed so ridiculous, so... overconfident.

But he can't laugh.

I still need to think about it.

The alcohol is making me a little tipsy, but my mind is even clearer, a clear, aching pain.

At this moment, the storyteller returned to the stage, struck the gavel, and the entire room fell silent.

"Hey everyone! Now that we've finished discussing the Broken Desert Heavenly Wall Formation, let's talk about the Prince of Shuoning..."

Does anyone know the name of the Prince of Shuoning?

"Ah! I knew it. That Prince Shuoning is no ordinary person. He's a direct descendant of the Golden Family of the Northern Desert, surnamed Borjigin, named Hadan Ulantu. Don't let his strange surname fool you; he's quite formidable. Let me tell you his story..."

Wu Liang, sitting in the audience, immediately frowned.

……

near noon,

As Wu Liang emerged from the teahouse, his mind was still preoccupied with the events surrounding the "Broken Desert Sky Wall Formation," leaving him feeling heavy-hearted. He shook his head, temporarily suppressing those troubling calculations, and headed towards the restaurant from yesterday.

Alright, let's take care of this first.

Shangguan Na... and the "surprise" that might be triggered.

There were even more carriages and horses at the entrance of the restaurant than yesterday, so business must be good.

Just as Wu Liang stepped over the threshold, a towering black figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

Batel.

He looked down at Wu Liang, his eyes still unfriendly, but compared to his posture yesterday when he was ready to fight at any moment, he seemed to have restrained himself a bit, at least he didn't directly reach out and grab him.

He spoke curtly, "My master has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Wu Liang looked up at him, his brows furrowing slightly.

This attitude is still unpleasant, but at least it's something a human would say.

He was too lazy to waste words with this brute, and simply uttered three words: "Lead the way."

Batel snorted, clearly displeased with Wu Liang's commanding tone, but surprisingly held back and didn't lash out.

He turned around, took big strides, and walked ahead with a thud, making the floor tremble.

Wu Liang followed behind at a leisurely pace.

I went up to the second floor and walked to the door of the private room from yesterday.

Batel stood to the side, like a gatekeeper, motionless, only nodding his chin towards the door.

The meaning is clear: Go in yourself.

Wu Liang didn't stand on ceremony and pushed open the door.

Inside, the furnishings remained the same.

Shangguan Na was sitting on a chair by the window, playing with a small ivory fan in her hand, her face turned to the door, looking at the street scene outside the window.

Hearing the door open, she turned around.

The old man, Ghost Fear, who sent chills down Wu Liang's spine, remained like a wooden stake, standing in the shadows not far behind Shangguan Na.

He was dressed in a plain gray robe today, but his cloudy old eyes swept over Wu Liang the moment he entered, his gaze sharp as a knife.

As soon as Wu Liang entered the door, Gui Jianchou moved.

He didn't say anything, but walked towards the door, clearly intending to go out.

Wu Liang was quite sensible and immediately stepped aside to the door, nodding slightly. He didn't want any unnecessary contact with this old man.

Gui Jianchou didn't even look at him, and walked straight out, bringing with him a gust of cold wind.

Wu Liang waited until he was completely out before gently closing the door behind him.

Inside the room, only he and Shangguan Na remained.

"You've finally arrived!"

Shangguan Na's voice immediately rang out, filled with obvious excitement. She waved to Wu Liang, her face beaming with undisguised joy: "Come here! Come sit down!"

Wu Liang walked over and sat down opposite her.

Before she could even settle in, Shangguan Na blurted out, "Let me tell you! The medicine you prescribed yesterday, I had it prepared and brewed as soon as I got home, and I only drank it once! Really, just once!"

Her eyes sparkled with surprise and excitement. "And then... my period came that night!"

Wu Liang understood what was going on.

This was within his expectations.

He showed no surprise, simply nodding professionally and asking, "How much?"

Shangguan Na's excitement faded slightly, a hint of embarrassment crossing her face, but she still answered cooperatively, "A lot... a lot more. Much more than before."

Wu Liang continued, "Is the color very dark? Almost black? Does it smell... fishy and foul?"

"you……"

Shangguan Na's face flushed red instantly, even the tips of her ears turned pink.

She glared at Wu Liang, a hint of embarrassment in her eyes, her brows furrowing. "Do I... really have to say even this? Is it necessary?"

Wu Liang's expression turned serious, and he looked at her frankly, his tone very earnest, "Of course it's necessary. Moreover, the clearer and more detailed you are, the better. This directly relates to my judgment of the degree of stagnation in your body, the severity of cold and dampness, and the balance of your qi and blood."

"The more accurate the understanding, the more targeted the subsequent medication and treatment plan will be, and the better the effect will be."

"Miss Shangguan, there is nothing that cannot be said before a doctor. Please be completely honest."

His words were eloquent and reasonable, entirely from the perspective of "doing it for your own good."

Shangguan Na was speechless, biting her lower lip and struggling internally. But thinking of the immediate effects of the medicine and the hope of possibly getting rid of the pain completely, she gave in.

She lowered her head, her voice becoming soft and thin, almost squeezed out from between her teeth: "The color... is very dark, almost black."

"The smell... it really is fishy and foul."

She paused, her voice tinged with frustration and complaint, "Because of this... I took three showers last night! I still feel that smell on me... It's so annoying!"

finished,

She looked up at Wu Liang, her eyes filled with urgency and anticipation: "Then... then how exactly should I treat this illness? When can it be completely cured? Please tell me quickly!"

The moment she finished speaking—

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