With one hand she heals, and the other hand she kills, the princess vows to rule the world!

Chapter 317: Reminiscing about the past, parting

At night, troops from the Northern Aid Camp left. The sounds of them packing up and marching echoed in his ears, and Shu He couldn't read the book in his hand anymore.

Yier carried Wuwu and went to see Nanqi off. When leaving, they asked her if she wanted to go, but she refused.

Perhaps not seeing him off is the best way to say goodbye to him.

"Why do we have to go to the northwest? Beisha City can also defend its borders. Wouldn't it be much more satisfying to fight the Northern Di than to fight Qingzhu?"

Nanqi was puzzled, his eyes full of reluctance.

"Stop talking too much!" Zhenli glared at him.

He really couldn't understand Nanqi. They had been together for so long, couldn't he notice that Beiji had special feelings for that woman?

How slow-witted must one be to do this?

Xizhu chuckled and patted Beiji's shoulder, "You are indeed foresighted! Kyoto has received the news that there is a conflict among the forces in Qingzhu and they are about to take action against Tianqi."

"When you reach the northwest, you will surely achieve countless military exploits. By then, you might even be promoted to a general, completely distance yourself from us brothers!"

"What? There's such a good thing?" Nanqi's eyes lit up. "If I had known earlier, I would have asked my master to go to the northwest. I would have brought back the title of 'Grand General' and become his official lord!"

Hearing this, Xi Zhu looked at him with disdain and said, "Forget it. With your brain, you'll only be Bei Ji's foil if you go."

Nanqi glared at him, "Xizhu, have you forgotten that you lost to me just two days ago?" Who are you looking down on?

Xizhu touched his nose.

Oh no, I was used to beating him up before, but now his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, so it’s not easy to laugh at him anymore.

"Our future princess is indeed resourceful. She managed to pull such a clueless person into the rank of a third-grade master. I admire her so much!"

Nanqi was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, punching him, "I got the promotion based on my own ability, right? Besides, you are the hotshot!"

Your whole family is a hot commodity!

Beiji held Yi'er in his arms, watching the two of them playfully playing, a smile on his face. "Nanqi needs to be more calm from now on. When he returns to Kyoto in a while, the people there are good at scheming and stabbing people. If you're not careful, you might get caught."

"You are in greater danger following the prince than we are. You must be careful and cautious at all times. Be careful not to get tricked."

Listening to Beiji's instructions, Nanqi looked melancholy, "Why don't you stay? The four of us brothers only get together once every few years. If you leave, I don't know how long it will take for us to see each other again..."

These words touched the hearts of the four of them.

I really miss the days when we fought side by side together.

But when everyone becomes independent, their group of forces will arouse jealousy. The power struggle will force everyone to disperse...

Seeing the atmosphere was a bit dull, Xi Zhu smiled and said, "Maybe Beiji doesn't want to stay with you at all. You've been messing with his pants a lot these days, right?"

The other three were stunned, and then burst into laughter, except Nanqi, whose face turned red and he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

Years ago, four warriors bravely fought against the Northern Di, unstoppable and undefeated. Back then, they ate the largest pieces of meat, drank the strongest wine, and slew the most ruthless enemies...

The four of them are so close that they can wear the same pants!

Especially Nanqi, he had ruined the pants of the other three people. As a result, every day when they got up, either one of them was missing a pair of pants or that one was missing a pair of pants. In the end, they could only wear the pants mixed up while cursing.

"Xizhu, don't hit someone in the face. You're doing this in front of Yi'er and you don't even give me the slightest bit of shame!"

"Today, if I don't beat you to a pulp, I'm not Nanqi!!"

Xi Zhu didn't take it seriously. "You just got beaten up today and you're injured now. It's going to be difficult for you to beat me up!"

"Really? Then why not give it a try!!"

Watching the two people leave one after another, Zhenli shook his head helplessly.

"These two are still the same, just like children!"

I looked at the time and saw that the main group had already broken camp and left. If I didn't leave now, I might not be able to catch up.

"It's getting late. If you want to leave, leave quickly." Zhenli stepped forward and took Yi'er from his hand.

There are some people who, no matter how hard you wait, will never see their return.

Yi'er tugged at Beiji's clothes and refused to let go, her big eyes filled with tears. "Uncle Bei, when will you come back?"

Beiji's chest ached. He went forward to hug her, and then stroked her sobbing head in his arms. "Don't worry, Yi'er. Uncle Bei will be back soon. When he comes, Uncle Bei will bring you the most beautiful wind chimes and the most beautiful veil in the northwest, okay?"

Yi'er was unwilling to let go, her little face full of tears.

In the end, Beiji cruelly pried open Yier's little hands.

When he mounted his horse, he turned and looked in the direction of the big tent, but he never saw the figure he was expecting.

She really understood him.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing endless bitterness.

Yi'er lay on Zhenli's chest, crying sadly, and her cries could be heard from far away.

Until Beiji stopped his horse and looked back, he could no longer see the lights of the big tent, but he could still hear Yi'er's crying.

On his back was a large black bow, and his longsword was strapped to his horse. In the past, he never let go of his sword, but now, his hand was caressing the large black bow, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Finally, a glimmer of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he rode away.

The black figure completely disappeared under the moonlight, leaving only the sound of horse hooves.

A full house of flowers drunk three thousand guests, a sword of frost and cold fourteen states.

I hope that when we meet again, you and I can be more open-minded, more open-minded...

When Zhenli brought Yier back, she had almost fallen asleep from crying. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked extremely pitiful.

This was her first time experiencing separation, and there were not many people who were kind to her. Beiji was one of the few who was extremely gentle and patient with her.

She had said more than once how great Uncle Bei was, so now that he was gone, it was normal for her to feel reluctant to let him go.

However, Shu He didn't expect that she would cry so sadly.

"Miss Shu, regarding Mangshan, the prince asked me to tell you that Beidi has relented. Over there..."

"General Zhenli," Shu He interrupted him, "You don't need to tell me about these things. You are a general, there is no need to report to a female doctor like me. I am not worthy of it."

"Also, please tell your prince that I, Shu He, am a mean person and have offended his eyes. It would be best if we never see each other again!"

“Miss Shu, you…!!”

Why is she talking so seriously?

Could it be because of Beiji’s departure?

"Regarding Beiji, the prince..."

"General Zhenli, it's late at night. You are a man after all. Staying too long will be bad for our reputation."

Shu He coaxed Yi'er, and in the end didn't even look at Zhen Li.

After leaving the tent, Zhenli looked back, his eyes exposed, full of helplessness.

These two people are really more stubborn than each other!