g Yun is the prime minister of Beichen Country, the chief minister, and there will be many places where he can be used in the future."Humph!"With a hum under his breath, Yun Qianshan kept his eyes fix...: []

Northern Star Kingdom, Imperial Palace.

In the study, Bei Chen Yi, who was half-asleep with one hand on his forehead, suddenly opened his eyes.

He had a dream.

I dreamed of a woman in white with red hair and her eyes covered by a white veil.

She looked just like her.

"Your Majesty."

The old man by the side walked forward, anxiously looking at the man on the dragon throne.

"Your Majesty has been very busy lately. Would you like to invite Old Wang Ye to the palace"

Beichen Yi raised his finger slightly, and Yu Gonggong stepped aside, not daring to utter another word.

Recalling everything she had seen in her dream, so real, all he had to do was reach out his hand and he could hold her close.

"Su Jia's eldest son, Su Ya, requests an audience."

Mr. Yu frowned and quickly walked to the door of the study, reprimanding the Su family member kneeling on one knee in a low voice.

“Master Su, perhaps we can discuss this later. The Emperor is busy with state affairs.”

"Master Yu, would you please inform him about Yunan An's matter"

He traveled day and night, almost without sleep, all the way back from the border of the WITCH Kingdom, all for this matter.

Suya, who was talking to Duke Yu, suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. In the blink of an eye, the strongest man in Beichen Kingdom was right in front of her.

The dragon's might, beyond words, compels one to kneel in willing submission.

"Su Jia, the eldest son of the Su family, sees the emperor, I have seen Yun An'an when I was looking for Yunwu Qingsong in the Witch Kingdom."

Bowing with an imposing aura, Su Ya knelt before Beichen Yi and recounted the person he had seen at Qingya Town on the border of the Witch Country.

...only that.

"That's all there is."

A cold voice held a hint of anticipation.

"Your Majesty, I can confirm that the woman is indeed Yun An'an. However, the person I saw is vastly different from Yun An'an five years ago."

"What's the difference"

"The woman had fiery red hair, and her eyes were veiled with white gauze…"

What Suya said next was no longer important.

Because what Suya said matched exactly what Bei Chen Yimeng saw in the dream.

"Hahaha~~ I knew she wouldn't die, hahahahaha~~"

A low chuckle gradually turned into unrestrained laughter, echoing throughout the heavens and earth.

"A reward was given, and Su's eldest son was appointed as the Marquis of Peace."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Su Ya kowtowed in thanks, he never dared to think that he would become the Marquis of Ping'an because of a message.

"Let us depart, I am going to Yiwangfu."

"Yes, Your Majesty, this old servant will prepare the carriage at once."

A carriage slowly drove out of the palace and arrived at Yiwang's mansion.

Now, Yiwu Mansion is devoid of any human presence, with only Old Master Yun Qian Shan and Beichen Rongrong occasionally coming to clean it.

Just then, Old Wang came out of the Yiwu Mansion carrying a water bucket. He saw Beichen Yi get off his carriage and walk over, but he still splashed the entire bucket of water on him.

"Old Wangye, how can you splash the Holy One with dirty water."

"Hmph~"

With a clang, Old Wang threw the bucket down and looked at Bei Chen Yi with eyes full of mockery.

Even though the man before him had become the most powerful ruler of Beichen Nation, in Lao Wangye's eyes, he was no longer the same Bei Chen Yi from before.

The bucket that Old Master Wang had thrown to the ground bounced back up, almost landing at Bei Chen Yi's feet. Yu Gonggong immediately stepped forward and blocked the 'weapon'.

"Old Wang Ye... Your Majesty doesn't hold past grievances against you, and yet you act with such disrespect."

"How impolite!"

Hearing this, Old Wang's white eyebrows shot up. He slapped Yu Gonggong across the face with a resounding smack.

"How dare a eunuch act so disrespectfully in front of me!"

Although Old Wang slapped Master Yu, everyone present knew that Old Wang was actually scolding Beichen Yi.

Since the incident five years ago, Old Wangye and Beichen Yi have completely severed all ties.

"

You pathetic excuse for a human, don't you know your place

"

With a slap across his face, Yu Gonggong's eyes burned with hatred. He had never liked Lao Wangye anyway, and now being humiliated in public, he vowed to kill the old man one day.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Beichen Yi merely watched with cold eyes, unconcerned by the actions of Old Wang Ye and indifferent to the eunuch who was being beaten.

When Beichen Yi stepped forward to enter Yiwangfu, the old Wangye took a step ahead and locked the main gate of Yiwangfu.

"What do you mean"

His icy eyes glanced over, and Beichen Yi's gaze fell upon Old Wangye.

Ignoring the coldness in Beichen Yi's eyes, Old Wangye hung the iron lock's key on his waist and left Yiwangfu without looking back.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Old Wang never uttered a single word to Beichen Yi.

Bang!

The locked main gate of Yi Wangfu was pushed open by a powerful force. Bei Chen Yi broke in, stepping into Yi Wangfu after five years.

Everything is still the same as it was five years ago.

The familiar courtyard, the familiar furnishings, everything familiar... yet so strange.

"Uncle, I made something delicious for you. Guess what it is."

"Uncle, I don't want to drink medicine, no, no, no."

"Hee hee ~~ Uncle, let's go do some bad things."

One scene after another flashed before his eyes. Bei Chen Yi's footsteps stopped, his eyes filled with the memories of five years ago.

Extending a hand, the knobby fingers gently caressed the air, a long-forgotten warmth appearing at the corner of his lips.

"An'er."

The giant hand passed through the phantom, and everything returned to nothingness.

"I'll be waiting for you."

"Wait for me to return to the Northern Star Nation and kill me."

……

The Southern Territories, Jia Yu City.

Inside the carriage, Yun Anan leaned half on the fur cushions, discussing plans with Beichen Lin while reading a book.

Before they returned, Yuwen Xiu had already ordered someone to find Jing Nanhong.

He was hiding in a residence within the Jia Yu City.

"Speaking of which, Jingnan Hong is also pitiful. He finally survived Jingnan Ze and Jingnan Zhou, as well as Jinghua Yue, killed his father and brother to get the position he longed for, but in the end, he was tricked by Nanto."

The Southern Border Kingdom can be said to have been a difficult journey, and Jingnan Hong is also like the Southern Border Kingdom, with a destiny full of ups and downs.

"Arrived."

Before a mansion, a guard suspiciously eyed the carriage that had appeared at the gate.

There were only three people in the carriage: a seemingly dim-witted coachman, a man inside who looked dangerous, and a red-haired woman.

"Who are you"

The guards carefully watched the three people, inquiring about their purpose. After all, the master of this manor was no ordinary person.

"Tell your master that an old friend has come to visit. If he wishes to reclaim his throne in the Southern Border Kingdom, we will lend him our support."

Inside the carriage, Bei Chen Lin's voice was unquestionable. The guard hesitated for a moment, but still truthfully reported.

Not long after, the guards returned and respectfully invited the three people into the mansion's main hall.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Ap was oppressed by a strange aura. There were guards stationed every three steps and five steps. Could it be that the person living inside really was the former emperor of Nanjing Kingdom

"Who are you"

In the hall, Jingnan Hong, seated in the main position, looked at the three people.

The man at the front was dressed in black, with a long sword strapped to his waist. He emanated an aura of fearsome energy.

The woman in white with red hair who followed him seemed strangely familiar, but Kong Nan Hong couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

Compared to the other two, the man in the gray long robe seemed ordinary and unremarkable, not worth paying much attention to.

"We are the ones who can help you reclaim the throne of the Southern Kingdom."

"What a big mouth!"

The man beside Jingnan's took a step forward, his rough voice dripping with slow sarcasm.

It's laughable that these three people would dare say such things.

"Say, you three, aren't you spies sent by that dog traitor, Nan Tuo"

They are sworn enemies of Nan Tuo.

The three people in front of me are most likely spies sent by Nantuo. They feign cooperation with us, but actually intend to trap us all.

The clamor of the漢子 disturbed Yun An'an, her heart growing restless. Her brow furrowed slightly, she turned her head, blood-red eyes beneath the white veil fixed on the large man.

"It's too noisy."

"Damn you, what the hell are you saying"

Da Han glared furiously, his eyes widening. He took a step forward and walked towards Yun An'an.

The next second, with a thud, the big man's eyes rolled back and he collapsed backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.

Everyone failed to see how the man in black made his move, and the stout man, as big as a small hill, simply went stiff.

"If you're tired, why don't you head back to the inn and rest We can talk when you wake up."

"Hmm."

Yun An'an was indeed quite tired.

Ignoring the gazes of many people in Jingnan, the three of them strode out of the courtyard and left without a care.

Before leaving, Beichen Lin told Jingnan Hong that if he wanted to regain the position of Emperor of Nanjing, he should go to Fulai Inn at this time tomorrow. Don't be late.

Before Yun Anan even got back to the Fuklai Inn, she fell asleep on the carriage.

Cradling her head on Beichen Lin's leg, Yun Anan in her dreams furrowed her brows, sleeping restlessly.

"Had another nightmare"

Half-reclining in the carriage, Bei Chenlin reached out and gently smoothed Yun An'an's brow, a trace of worry appearing in his eyes.

The seeds of the cloud mist cypress are already in hand, the sky bamboo fruit is still being sought after, only the flower root of the immortal cloud fungus is hard to find.

Even if it means facing a sea of swords and fire, even if it means turning the entire continent of Qixu upside down, I will make sure that Yun An lives.

The next day.

Welcome Inn

Jingnan Hong still came to Fulai Inn.

When Mirror South Hong learned of Bei Chen Lin's identity, his expression was one of disbelief as he stared at him. His expression seemed to say how could someone from the Bei Chen nation help him seize the throne.

If you want to kill Nantuo and sit back on the throne of Nanjing Kingdom, then you need to listen to me.

"Why help me"

Jingnan Zhou wants to know the reason.

"South Expansion must die."

It wasn't Bei Chen Lin speaking, but Yun An An who was sitting by the window basking in the sunlight and inhaling the aroma of Lingxi incense.

Bathed in the golden light, her red hair seemed to be plated with gold. Yun An'an turned her head slightly, and through the white veil, her blood-red eyes held a chilling smile.

She remembered clearly, Nan Tuo had given her two bullets.

A bullet hit her heart, a bullet hit her abdomen. She would have to take back this revenge a thousandfold.

A gentle breeze blew past, causing the white veil that covered Yun'anan's eyes to fall away, revealing her blood-red eyes.

When the white dress touched the ground, Hong Kong looked at that face and couldn't help but gasp.

"Yun... Yun'an'an!"

The woman in white with red hair before your eyes, isn't it Yun An An

Why is Yun An'an, who should have died five years ago, appearing before me now

She, is she a human or a ghost!un An'an, a little wronged.He, the oldest royal prince of Beichen Kingdom, was threatened by a little maid Hmph!Cowardice Unpossible."Little cloud, old man has told you all he knows, just smile one, o...