The system jumped to me

Chapter 465: Longing for Xiang Liu

It has been four years since Xinyue was completely ignored, and this is the first time Xiaoyao has seen Fenglong.

He confessed his previous actions, including that he had supported Xinyue's Lantern Festival murder.

Xiao Yao was no longer silent and said that she had heard the argument between him and Xinyue. She had escaped from the marriage and lost face for the Chishui tribe and him. She did not tell Xuan about the assassination this time, and the two of them were even from then on.

Feng Long was the powerful leader of the Chishui tribe and the most trusted young general of King Xiyan. He had been proud of his smooth life for hundreds of years, but now he bowed his head for his sister.

Xiaoyao couldn't pull up Fenglong who was kneeling on the ground, so in desperation she could only kneel down like him.

Fenglong kowtowed continuously, begging Xiaoyao to help him plead with Xuan for Xinyue.

He requested to go to the battle this time, not asking for anything but for Xinyue. He wanted to win a big victory and ask His Majesty to forgive Xinyue once. If Xiaoyao could help to intercede, Xinyue would definitely be shaken.

"Please say a few words for Xinyue. I promise to send someone to keep an eye on her and never let her do the same thing again. In fact, after three years of suffering, she would never have the courage to do it again."

Xiaoyao sighed and was speechless for a moment.

She couldn't guarantee that Dixuan would agree to her. She had never made a request that Dixuan would not agree to. Just like when she attacked Haoling, she was just angry and upset, but never asked Dixuan to stop the war. She knew very well in her heart that Dixuan would not agree.

But now, Feng Long will lead his troops to war tomorrow. The importance of a focused general to the army is self-evident. Xiao Yao said

"Your Majesty can be very stubborn sometimes, I don't know if he will listen, but when the time comes, I will do my best to plead for Xinyue."

Feng Long raised his head. His forehead was red and swollen, but there was a relieved smile on his lips.

"I hope my contribution and your plea can help Xinyue escape this disaster."

The two of them supported each other to get up. Fenglong joked that this was like the tail end of the unfinished engagement back then, and Xiaoyao smiled and replied.

Zuo'er followed Xiaoyao and watched Fenglong leave.

"The war will start tomorrow. They will meet on the battlefield and fight each other, but I did nothing. Will Liu blame me?"

Zuo Er didn't understand, but he knew that Xiao Yao didn't need anyone's comfort at this time.

Qingshui Town

At Xiangliu's request, Yingliu severed business ties with Chenrong's righteous army and at the same time acquiesced to the letter sent by Xuan some days ago. This severance was considered an implicit choice of side.

Fortunately, all these years of planning were not in vain. Xiangliu continuously drove the sea monsters to dig up a lot of deep-sea products for him. He also exchanged them for food and medicinal materials from various grain shops in Taohuayuan and the Great Wilderness. Slowly accumulating, he finally saved up enough food for twenty years, which was enough to bring this war to an end.

The war was about to begin, Xiangliu left, and Yingliu only gave him a white porcelain bottle filled with medicinal spirits that she had accumulated over the years, 456 drops. Ten drops could instantly restore all his spiritual power. She only hoped that Xiangliu would be exhausted less often.

Xiaoshe gave Xiangliu a plate of the most beautiful pastries she had made, and also gave it a nice purse. She thought, if Chen Rongjun’s chef’s cooking was not good, her father could have a bite of the sweet pastries she made, and her father would be happier. She rubbed the corners of her eyes with her sleeves and looked at Xiangliu with a bright smile.

Maoqiu gave him a bag of the most delicious dried meat that he had hidden for a long time as a gift. Xiangliu put it in his arms, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and touched Maoqiu's head.

The little snake loosened the hand that was holding him and held Yingliu's hand. The ball of fur stood on Yingliu's shoulder. Three pairs of reluctant eyes followed Xiangliu's departing back.