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So these three grandmasters are here not to escort Li Hongzhao, but to monitor or even escort her?
Chu Zhiyuan mused.
However, the emperor's thoughts cannot be accurately guessed by outsiders.
The imperial mind is unfathomable; this is not a joke.
It's not because the emperor has deep schemes, many tricks, and powerful methods; not every emperor is skilled.
But because of the information gap.
After all, being in different levels means getting different information.
The news and secrets the emperor obtains are far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.
Some decisions made naturally through this information seem incredible to outsiders.
There are too many secrets in this world and between heaven and earth, and I know too little.
Thinking of this, he decided to wait and see, with no intention of helping Li Hongzhao.
The two were never friends but rivals, and even if the Great Meng and Great Jing are now at peace, it cannot change this relationship.
"Alright, I'll go back today," Chu Qingyan said, pushing the chessboard away and standing up.
Bai Ningι said, "Ninth Uncle, let's have a drink together at noon today."
"---Alright," Chu Qingyan sat down again.
He felt more comfortable staying in Qing Wang's mansion than in his own, and even more comfortable than in the Zongzheng Temple.
This time, he simply stayed in Qing Wang's mansion.
He felt that his own mansion lacked human touch, with the couple respecting each other like guests, and the father and son distant.
Unlike Qing Wang's mansion, which, despite being a royal residence, felt like an ordinary family, with closeness and intimacy between each other; this was a true family.
He was old and preferred this kind of human touch, not pursuing those riches and honors.
Chu Zhiyuan then mentioned that he had spread rumors about the Evil Emperor.
Chu Qingyan snorted, "Only you dare to use this trick; others wouldn't dare."
Chu Zhiyuan understood what he meant; if others dared to do this, they would have been severely punished by the court.
Still benefiting from his identity as the heir, he smiled and said, "Will these demons be fooled?"
"They will be fooled," Chu Qingyan said, "Evil Emperor---the Evil Emperor's status in the Evil Sect is unimaginable to outsiders."
"What has this Evil Emperor done?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.
"The first person in history to ascend to immortality through evil means."
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Being able to ascend is indeed extraordinary."
Ten thousand years ago, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was abundant, and the limits of cultivation were higher, but there were very few who could ascend, even more difficult than today's grandmasters.
Chu Qingyan shook his head, "At that time, the Evil Sect was a helpless choice for some with poor talent, looked down upon,
and weak in strength. ---The current Evil Sect is much more rampant than it was ten thousand years ago; the world is different."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded.
The cultivation environment is different. At that time, the cultivation methods of the orthodox sects were also extremely fast.
At that time, the Evil Sect was a helpless choice for some with poor talent, with no advantage over the orthodox sects, but rather more restrictions.
In that era, being able to ascend by evil means was indeed extremely rare and must have had a secret.
This is infinitely attractive and irresistible to the disciples of the Evil Sect.
"But you have to be careful with this matter; don't mess it up and ruin your reputation too much."
Chu Qingyan shook his head, "Just seek a clear conscience; don't force yourself too much."
"---Yes," Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly.
He knew that saying more was futile; Chu Qingyan's judgment was a normal judgment, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Early in the morning.
Yujing City is a city that never sleeps, but the city gates still close at night.
When the city gates open in the morning, the vehicles and people outside line up in two rows and enter the city after being checked one by one.
Among the city guards are grandmasters, as well as grandmasters proficient in sensing, to prevent the Evil Sect from entering.
When the city gates open, most people enter the city, and the side gate is for exiting the city.
Those exiting the city do not have to queue or be checked, so the speed is very fast.
A team of knights was particularly eye-catching.
More than a hundred knights were all in dark green armor, with a solemn aura, and their movements had the momentum of thousands of troops and horses.
In the center of these dark green iron cavalry was a chestnut horse, and the knight on the horse was a woman in a red robe, graceful and slender,
with undulating curves, and even with a white veil covering her face, one could still feel her beauty and heroic spirit.
Two beautiful maids rode black horses beside her.
They left through the west gate and stepped onto the straight and wide official road, and just as they were about to gallop, the woman in red suddenly reined in her horse.
The knights stopped abruptly, following her.
The woman on horseback looked at a small pavilion not far from the official road. In the pavilion stood a sable-clad young man with his hands behind his back, handsome and compelling, none other than Chu Zhiyuan.
Zou Fang followed Chu Zhiyuan, like hiding in the shadows, not easily noticed.
Chu Zhiyuan saw Li Hongzhao looking over, clasped his fists, and smiled.
Li Hongzhao waved her hand.
The Tread-Cloud Iron Cavalry separated a path, and she rode her horse to a stop in front of the pavilion, looking at him while sitting on the horse.
Chu Zhiyuan looked at her with a smile.
She also stared at Chu Zhiyuan.
The two's gazes collided in the air, looking at first glance as if they were a couple who were reluctant to part.
Chu Zhiyuan spoke to break the silence, "With this parting, I'm afraid we won't have another chance to meet.
Li Hongzhao said, "I will come to Yujing again."
Chu Zhiyuan said, "You may not have the opportunity to return, and your journey is unpredictable."
"No matter what," Li Hongzhao said, "I am determined to go back."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded, took out a small knife from his sleeve, and handed it to Li Hongzhao.
Li Hongzhao glanced at it but did not reach out to take it.
Chu Zhiyuan released his hand, and the exquisite little knife suddenly floated in the air.
He pointed to it, "This knife is something I carry with me. If you need my help, send someone to find me with this knife."
Li Hongzhao chuckled, "I'm truly flattered."
Chu Zhiyuan sighed, "After all, we know each other and have gone through hardships together, so we still have some friendship."
The flying knife floated over leisurely.
Li Hongzhao took the exquisite little knife, and an icy chill entered her bones.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "How do I find Your Highness?"
"---This," Li Hongzhao untied a jade pendant from her waist and threw it to Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan reached out and took it. It felt warm and moist, with a hint of fragrance.
He put it in his sleeve, "If I need something in the future, I will have someone meet with this jade pendant."
Li Hongzhao sat on her horse, her phoenix eyes bright, "Chu Zhiyuan, we will meet again."
"Then we'll meet again," Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists.
Li Hongzhao clasped her fists, tugged on the reins, and immediately turned her horse's head, galloping into the distance.
In the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, more than a hundred Tread-Cloud Iron Cavalry caught up with Li Hongzhao, protecting her within, and soon disappeared into the distance.
Chu Zhiyuan stood in the pavilion, gazing at their disappearance, shaking his head and sighing.
Zou Fang remained silent.
Chu Zhiyuan took out the jade pendant from his sleeve. One side of the jade pendant was engraved with a phoenix, and the other side was engraved with the word "Zhao" in phoenix script.
The jade pendant was emerald green and crystal clear, priceless.
He closed his eyes and sensed, and immediately sensed a vague direction.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled.
With this, he could easily find Li Hongzhao and sense whether Li Hongzhao was approaching.
Similar to the statues of the Evil Sect.
Having obtained this, his trip was not in vain.
