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Meng Fuyao snorted and said, ”Eh, speaking about her, why is she always trying to go against you?”

She racked her brains, thinking, 'Would this be another way of expressing her feelings?' During her previous life, when little boys chased after little girls, they would always pull at their braids and made them cry.

”You don't understand Tai Yan. People who grew up where I trained wouldn't develop romantic feelings.” Zhangsun Wuji could tell what she was thinking, and he smirked. ”If there was somebody who, from the first day you appeared, tried ways and means to chase you away, laid traps where you trained, let venomous beasts into your room while you slept, placed numbing needles in your clothes on the second day of your competition, following you wherever you went, constantly thinking up ways and means to get you in trouble—do you think this is called affection?”

Meng Fuyao remained silent for a moment before retorting, ”What kind of lousy junior disciple is she, and, listening to her tone, what is she fighting with you for? Zhangsun Wuji, it's not that I want to chastise you, but you're the soon-to-be king of the top nation. What other position under the heavens could be higher than yours? Just let her off and save on this annoying nonsense.”

”Do you honestly think that there would be anyone or anything willing to let her off given that personality of hers?” Zhangsun Wuji sighed and continued quietly, ”Apart from you, this is probably the only other thing in my life that I cannot stand, yet can't do anything about.”

Meng Fuyao rolled her eyes. 'I didn't hear anything. I didn't hear anything.'

”Sleep.” Zhangsun Wuji patted her and said, ”If you can't fall asleep, I don't mind accompanying you…”

”I'm so sleepy!” Meng Fuyao dashed to her room, sprinting faster than a hare, leaving Zhangsun Wuji and Lord Yuan Bao facing each other. After a long time, Lord Yuan Bao gave a long, melancholic sigh.

'Ah… Black Pearl, why didn't you die from obesity…'

Hearing Tai Yan's tone, it seemed that Feng Jingfan had been saved by her, and unsurprisingly, the earth-shaking news arrived that Princess Lotus and Fourth Prince Feng of Xuanji had run into assassins at the border of Tiansha, the prince had managed to escape, but the princess was killed, and the King of Xuanji was extremely upset. Although he had many children, he had never chosen an heir, and it was said that he secretly wanted to choose the elegant and benevolent Lotus. Yet such an incident occurred, and the aggrieved empress had thrown a fit and prepared to head to Tiansha to settle scores with Zhan Nancheng, only to be stopped by the King of Xuanji. The couple even had a huge fight at the entrance of the palace, and the king's face ended up having a few new scratch marks. With such a sacrifice, he managed to control the female tiger in his palace and hurriedly wrote a letter to Zhan Nancheng, beseeching him to hand over the murderer, but where was Zhan Nancheng supposed to look for the murderer? All the officials he had sent to Fu Mountain to investigate the murder had not come back to him.

Zhan Nancheng sighed impatiently as he scrunched his eyebrows. Just then, he met Meng Fuyao who was there to greet him. During this period, he had enjoyed working with her, and she had provided him with a considerable amount of military stratagems and advice. Zhan Nancheng had also begun bringing her along with him more and more, at the beginning they were separated by quite a distance, but later he let down his guard and often asked her to meet him.

Upon hearing it, she smiled and said, ”How is this difficult? A three-legged toad is hard to find, but two-legged assassins are a dime a dozen.”

Thereafter, along with a group of guards, she personally left for Fu Mountain that night, traveling hundreds of miles to kill all the bandits located near the mountain.

After that, she ordered the heads of the bandits to be placed in front of the messengers from Xuanji, intentionally forgetting to preserve the heads, which began to rot in the summer heat, causing the officials and Fourth Prince Feng to run away before even taking a look at the heads, retching, and vomiting against the mountain walls.

Meng Fuyao grabbed a head and ran after them, saying, ”Eh eh, take a good look first, seeking revenge for the princess is more important-”

Fourth Prince Feng covered his face with his robes as he shut his eyes and turned away, waving his hand and exclaiming, ”It's fine—It's fine—It's fine—”

'Fine it is then, who asked you not to look carefully.'

When Meng Fuyao returned to the palace to report to Zhan Nancheng, the two of them smiled at each other, and Zhan Nancheng's eyes glinted as he asked, ”Did you do it? You and I have always been honest and frank with each other, you can tell me, I won't tell anyone else.”

Meng Fuyao smiled at him and said, ”Your Majesty, during the incident at Fu Mountain last night, your servant was still at the restaurant drinking wine. I think Your Majesty knows it too, but if I had been given the chance, I truly wanted to say that I had done it myself.”

Zhan Nancheng broke into laughter, thinking that he and Meng Fuyao had come to understand each other even more. But Meng Fuyao brought out a piece of paper and discreetly handed it to Zhan Nancheng. ”Your Majesty, I found something important!”

The moment Zhan Nancheng read it, his expression changed.

Written in crooked handwriting were the words: ”Black Dragon in the wild, raising our flag high in the wind!”

Zhan Nancheng rolled the piece of paper up and leaned heavily against his armrest, then stood up and walked around the room restlessly, his head bowed in thought. From his semi-bowed appearance, his eyes flickered, and his expression was that of anger, with a hint of concern within the anger, as he continued to think without saying anything.

Meng Fuyao pretended not to know anything and asked innocently, ”I don't know what kind of secret language that is, there was a folksong from the village in the four wilderness, has Your Majesty heard of it?”

”It is but nonsensical and ignorant gibberish,” replied Zhan Nancheng. Then, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked at her, saying slowly after a moment, ”General Meng, since you were unhappy about not being able to fight when you were at Wuji, are you willing to help Tiansha and establish yourself lest you live a life without achievement?”

'My God, you've finally asked the question!'

Meng Fuyao felt a tinge of warmth in her heart, and her eyes became teary, but on her face was an excited and nonchalant expression as she said immediately, ”Very well, these few days I've already quit being Wuji's official. Now, I will build up a huge army under Your Majesty's command, best if it's a border army so that I can-”