Chapter 694: Turn Hostility Into Friendship

"So, you will definitely help him, right?!"

In the courtyard.

Zhao Ying, dressed in white, looked like a pear blossom in winter, cold and stunning.

She stared coldly at the old man in the room and questioned him. The cold tone was like a substantial blade, spreading in the air.

The wind suddenly blew up in the courtyard, blowing up a pile of dead leaves, which kept circling in the courtyard.

The wind blew her waist-length black hair, which fluttered with the hem of her skirt.

In the room.

The hunchbacked old man was still sitting quietly on the futon, bending over and lowering his body.

At such an old age, he could be shaky and die at any time.

But he was still strong and alive.

He looked at Zhao Ying in the courtyard, and his deep and turbid eyes seemed to be thinking about something.

After a moment, he suddenly coughed lightly.

Then, the strong wind in the courtyard suddenly disappeared completely.

The dead leaves slowly fell to the ground. There was no sound around, not even a faint breeze.

The old man did not answer Zhao Ying's question, but asked another question.

"Have you seen your master?"

Zhao Ying's eyes condensed, and she didn't speak.

She didn't!

In the past few months since she left the capital, she ran around Dazhao and asked about her master's news.

But unfortunately, she didn't see her master.

The master has never appeared since he left a few years ago.

"If you see him, let him come to see me!"

The old man's voice was a little vicissitudes: "Count it up, it's been almost ten years since I last saw him."

"In the blink of an eye, in the blink of an eye, it's been so long!"

The old man sighed, saying some inexplicable words.

Zhao Ying stared at the old man and said coldly: "You said that as the guardian of Dazhao, you will not participate in the internal struggle of the Dazhao royal family, right?"

The old man said hoarsely: "That's right!"

"I hope you keep your word!"

Zhao Ying said coldly.

The old man glanced at her, as if he had expected something, with a meaningful look on his old face.

"I have been in seclusion for these years, looking for that opportunity. I always feel that I am a little short of it, but I can't tell where it is..."

The old man half-closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, muttering to himself: "I have been in seclusion for so long, but I still can't get into that state..."

Zhao Ying frowned slightly, stared at him deeply for a few times, and turned away.

When Zhao Ying left the yard, the old man who was originally sitting on the futon also disappeared from the spot, without a trace.

The quiet courtyard seemed as if no one had ever appeared.

...

In the autumn evening, the cool breeze whistled.

The sky in the distance fell slowly and shone in the capital, and the sky was peaceful.

Zhao Ying, dressed in white, walked out of the forbidden area and stared at the sky not far away.

The luster of the sunset shone on her side face, making her fair and charming face particularly bright.

It was as if the sky sprinkled a layer of rosy clouds on her, and her cold and unparalleled temperament was further enhanced.

The white dress was like a snow lotus on the cold peak of the ice field, giving people a feeling of aloofness and arrogance, and being out of reach.

Her tall and slender figure, graceful curves, and exquisite appearance were even more stunning. However, at this moment, her face seemed to have a bit of indelible solemnity.

The sunset stretched her figure long, and her image was reflected on the ground.

At this moment, she was cold and arrogant!

Until a slight cough woke her up from her trance.

Zhao Ying turned her head suddenly, and a young man was sitting quietly under the tree not far in front of her.

Sitting lazily on the branch, with a bored look, his eyes quietly looked at Zhao Ying on the ground, his expression was calm, but a bit complicated.

"You are here!"

Then, the young man stood up and jumped down from the tree, landing steadily on the ground.

Zhao Ying's cold eyes suddenly turned cold: "Is there something?"

"I guess so."

Li Beifeng nodded and looked at her with complicated eyes: "Your father told me everything!"

Zhao Ying seemed to think of something and then fell silent.

"How did you know I was here?"

"I guessed."

Li Beifeng said easily.

But under the gaze of Zhao Ying's cold and bright eyes, Li Beifeng shrugged his shoulders: "Zhou Qiu Ning guessed."

"She told me that you might come here."

As he said, Li Beifeng glanced at the courtyard behind her and squinted his eyes slightly.

Forbidden land?

Da Zhao forbidden land?

Zhou Qiu Ning mentioned that there was a master with unfathomable martial arts here.

How high is it? !

Zhao Ying's eyes turned cold, and she knew that it was Zhou Qiu Ning who did it again. Then she glanced at him coldly, said nothing, and left directly.

Li Beifeng looked at her lonely and cold figure and sighed softly: "Let's talk?"

Zhao Ying paused slightly, without looking back, and said coldly: "We have nothing to talk about!"

"We didn't have it before, but now we do!"

Li Beifeng said calmly: "Now, we are comrades on the same front... Our target is Zhao Jing, isn't it?"

Zhao Ying still didn't look back, she said coldly: "I will solve Zhao Jing, I don't need you!"

"You can't solve it!"

Unexpectedly, Li Beifeng shook his head lightly and said indifferently: "Zhao Jing today is no longer the same as before."

Zhao Ying was silent and didn't speak.

But he didn't leave.

And he didn't turn around.

All that was left for Li Beifeng was a lonely and cold back.

Li Beifeng looked at her quietly, hiding the complexity in his eyes, and said calmly: "Your father said something well, there is no eternal enemy in this world... Although you and I have different identities and positions, we have the same goal now!"

"You want to save Dazhao and support the collapsing building. I want to lead Beiqi to restore the country and take back everything that belongs to us. Now the enemies in front of you and me are the same!"

"So, let's have a good chat!"

Silence!

Silence for a long time.

The sunset in the distance gradually fell, and the last trace of the glow gradually dissipated from Zhao Ying's cold body.

The sky gradually darkened.

The two stood quietly in the same place, facing each other in silence, and no one spoke first.

Li Beifeng stared at her back, and I don't know what he thought of, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

She still hasn't changed!

At present, she hasn't left, which means that she has already received an answer.

Li Beifeng walked slowly forward, came to her, and looked at her quietly: "Now, we have to sit down and have a good talk about how to deal with our common enemy... As for the grudges between us, we can settle them later, how about it?"

Zhao Ying was still silent, she stared at Li Beifeng with cold eyes, then turned and left without saying a word.

Li Beifeng stood there, staring at the white clothes in the dark, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little happy.

Then, he walked forward quickly and followed her steps.

The dark courtyard was empty.

Two figures climbed over the wall and fell into the courtyard one after another, and a white dress followed the courtyard to the backyard and came to the door of a room.

"Squeak!"

She gently pushed open the room, and when she was about to walk in, she seemed to think of something, and turned back and glanced coldly at the figure not far away from her.

"Don't come in!"

The voice was cold and kept people away.

Li Beifeng stopped there, did not speak, and looked around quietly.

He was not unfamiliar with this place.

The Princess's Residence!

Zhao Ying's residence in the palace.

Since Zhao Ying left a few months ago, the Princess's residence seems to be a lot more desolate, and there are no servants or maids in the house.

Li Beifeng stood outside the door, glancing into the room... What did she bring him here for?

"Click!"

The oil lamp in the room lit up, Zhao Ying walked into the room, her beautiful eyes scanning everything in the room, and there was a hint of nostalgia in her cold eyes.

Looking around, Zhao Ying took something out of the cabinet beside her.

Then she turned and left the room and came to another side yard.

Li Beifeng was stunned for a moment, and followed closely.

...

In the hall of the side yard, there were blue smoke and birds.

In the dim hall, the candlelight swayed, and Zhao Ying stood quietly in front of the hall, with a solemn look and lowered eyes.

Not far in front of her, there were several spirit tablets.

After Zhao Ying finished the incense silently, she closed her eyes and looked calm.

At this moment, the dim environment and her quiet body almost merged into one.

Outside the lobby, Li Beifeng watched this scene quietly, his eyes fell on the spirit tablet.

The spirit tablet in the middle was Zhao Ying's mother, the former Queen of Da Zhao.

What surprised Li Beifeng was that in addition to the Queen, there were two spirit tablets around, and Li Beifeng saw the three words "Xie Jinxiu" on one of the spirit tablets.

Seeing this, Li Beifeng was stunned and a little surprised.

Xie Jinxiu?

Isn't this Su Yi's biological mother?

At the same time, she was also the personal maid of the former Queen.

But why is her spirit tablet here?

Li Beifeng was full of thoughts, and his eyes fell on another spirit tablet, a strange name.

What's going on?

Li Beifeng squinted his eyes, a little strange.

It's understandable that Zhao Ying paid tribute to her mother, but why is Xie Jinxiu's spirit tablet also here?

Even though Xie Jinxiu was Zhao Ying's personal maid behind the scenes, why would a separate memorial be set up here?

Unable to figure out the reason, Li Beifeng was silent for a while, but still walked into the hall and came to Zhao Ying's side.

Zhao Ying, who was originally silent, seemed to notice something, opened her eyes, and glanced at Li Beifeng beside her.

"Can I burn incense?"

Li Beifeng looked at her calmly.

Zhao Ying didn't say anything, but just frowned coldly, stared at his face, and said nothing.

"Thank you!"

Li Beifeng spoke.

He knew Zhao Ying's character, she didn't refuse, that was permission.

Easy to guess!

Li Beifeng took out three incense sticks, lit them on the oil lamp beside him, worshiped, and burned incense...

Xie Jinxiu was Su Yi's biological mother, that is, Li Beifeng's future mother-in-law. Although they had never met, Li Beifeng had a lot of respect for her.

Now that he saw her memorial, Li Beifeng naturally had to pay tribute to her.

Zhao Ying stared at Li Beifeng's actions, a look of doubt appeared on her cold face, and her brows furrowed deeper.

After burning incense, Li Beifeng breathed a sigh of relief. Turning back, he saw Zhao Ying staring at him with a very strange look.

"Can I ask a question?"

Li Beifeng thought for a moment, looked at her and asked, "Who are these two?"

Zhao Ying came back to her senses, glanced at the other two spirit tablets, was silent for a moment, and said coldly, "They were my mother's personal maids when she was alive, and they saved my life and my mother's life!"

Li Beifeng understood!

Saved lives?

Isn't that the time my aunt broke into the Jokhang Palace eighteen years ago?

This is gratitude!

I am grateful to the two of them for saving the lives of Zhao Ying and her mother.

"you……"

Zhao Ying stared at Li Beifeng, her cold eyes bright, as if she wanted to see through something: "Why do you worship my mother?!"

In the dim night, Zhao Ying's eyes were particularly attractive.

Under her burning gaze, for some reason, Li Beifeng felt a twinge of guilt in his heart.

He calmed down and said calmly: "The elder has passed away, why not worship the younger generation?"

Of course he would not name the person he was actually worshiping.

Zhao Ying stared at Li Beifeng and said coldly: "You lied!"

How could you deceive her with such lame excuses?

After Zhao Ying took a deep look at Li Beifeng, she looked away, turned her head, and said coldly: "My queen mother does not need your worship."

Li Beifeng chuckled lightly and said nothing. Looking at Zhao Ying, who was covered in cold air at this time, Li Beifeng suddenly seemed to have returned to a few months ago.

Nothing seems to have changed.

Can see Zhao Ying again, can appear in front of her again. Li Beifeng was in a good mood.

After worshiping her mother, Zhao Ying turned around and left, appearing in the backyard.

There was no one in the huge princess mansion.

Zhao Ying stopped in the courtyard, glanced back at him, and said coldly: "What do you want to talk about? Just tell me!"

Li Beifeng looked at her cold expression, which seemed to be deliberately cold and charming.

He sighed softly: "How is your health? Are you feeling better?"

Zhao Ying's cold expression was startled, as if she didn't expect Li Beifeng to ask about this.

After being distracted for a moment, she quickly said coldly: "You don't need to worry about this!"

"If you are in good health, we can work together well and complete our big plan!"

Li Beifeng looked at her face and said, "Shall I help you with a medical examination?"

"unnecessary!"

Zhao Ying still refused coldly, but there was a hint of panic in this refusal.

She quickly turned her head, shifted her gaze to the side, and said coldly: "If you have anything to talk about, please tell me immediately. If you don't say anything, I'll leave!"

Seeing this, Li Beifeng was silent for a moment, and then he got down to business: "Your father, did you say that he wanted to assist you in ascending the throne as emperor?"

Zhao Ying was startled and said nothing.

"Do you believe it?"

Li Beifeng asked calmly.

Zhao Ying was silent for a moment, "Father will never lie to me."

"What about you?"

Li Beifeng asked, "What do you think?"

Zhao Ying continued to be silent, and after a long time she said coldly: "Since ancient times, there has been no precedent for a woman to be the emperor. If I ascend the throne, I will be blocked by the people of the world. I am afraid it will cause too much trouble, or even be counterproductive..."

Her concerns are not without reason.

For a woman to be the emperor is a shocking thing.

How could anyone in the world agree?

Nowadays, Da Zhao is shaky and facing the danger of splitting. If she were to become the emperor at this time, whether she could silence the people of the world would be a big question.

"That's not what I asked!"

Li Beifeng looked at her face quietly and said slowly: "What I'm asking is, do you want to be the emperor?"

Zhao Ying said coldly, "What's the difference?"

"Of course!"

Li Beifeng nodded: "It doesn't matter whether there has been a woman as emperor since ancient times. If not, it's not a bad idea to start with you. As long as you are willing, everything will not be a problem!"

"What I want to ask is, do you really want to be this emperor? Do you really want to get the taste of power? Or are you unable to bear the sight of Dazhao and choose to bear all this for the so-called responsibility?"

Zhao Ying's originally cold face showed some indescribable confusion.

Does she want to be emperor?

There seems to be no answer to this question.

She said silently: "It's not important!"

"No, this is important!"

Li Beifeng looked at her face and sighed softly: "No matter what, I still don't want you to force yourself."

Zhao Ying looked stunned, her beautiful eyes staring at Li Beifeng's face, and there was suddenly an indescribable emotion on her face.

She felt a sudden tremor somewhere in her heart...

This made her a little panicked, and she subconsciously averted her eyes, lowered her head, and stared at the ground. Her black hair covered up the panic that appeared unexpectedly on her face.

"Of course, the main reason is that I am worried that one day in the future..."

Li Beifeng shook his head and said in a slightly complicated tone: "I don't hope that we will become enemies on the battlefield, let alone that we will meet each other in battle."

Zhao Ying lowered her head and remained silent.

As if she had been thinking for a long time, she slowly raised her head, her face regained its cold look, glanced at Li Beifeng, and said, "I want to be the emperor!"

The voice was cold and firm, as if he had made up his mind.

"Have you thought about it?"

Zhao Ying did not answer his question, but just looked at him coldly: "After all, you and I are not from the same world. It makes me the emperor, and you ascend the throne as the emperor of Northern Qi. There will be a day when you and I will meet each other in war. It is inevitable. !”

Seeing her expression, Li Beifeng shook his head: "The restoration of the Northern Qi Dynasty is an inevitable trend, and you can't stop it."

"Even if you ascend the throne as emperor and put down the rebellion of your imperial uncle, Zhao's vitality will definitely be severely damaged. Under such circumstances, do you still want to go to war with me, Northern Qi?"

Zhao Ying was silent.

Li Beifeng said in a deep voice: "Do you know how many innocent people will be involved in this war? How many people between the two countries will die because of you and me? Is this what you want to see?"

"In the past, your father died in the Northern Qi Dynasty. Now it seems that this is the most stupid thing he has ever done in his life. Under the general trend, no one can change the outcome. If you and I go to war, we will only lose. Even if you win a tragic victory, What else can you get?”

Zhao Ying was silent, her eyes still cold, but her expression seemed thoughtful.

"Then what do you think we should do?" she said coldly.

"The war between Dazhao and Northern Qi has ceased. You, Dazhao, have returned Northern Qi's former territory to us. The two countries have signed a treaty of friendship. From then on, they will not invade each other. They will open up towns and cities and exchange what they need..."

Li Beifeng spoke slowly.

This is his ultimate goal now!

When Emperor Zhao mentioned before that he wanted to support Zhao Ying to ascend the throne as emperor, this idea arose uncontrollably in Li Beifeng's mind.

It might be difficult if it were anyone else, but if the ruler of Dazhao is Zhao Ying. Then, this matter has a glimmer of hope.

It also made Li Beifeng suddenly change his mind.

It is Li Beifeng's mission and responsibility to restore the Northern Qi Dynasty and take back the territory lost by the Northern Qi Dynasty.

Beyond that, he was unwilling to add to the war. For ordinary people, every day the war lasts, more people will suffer.

And as a result, more innocent lives will be lost in Li Beifeng's hands!

The most important thing is to restore the country of Northern Qi, stabilize the people of Northern Qi, and let the people of Northern Qi live a stable life.

If Northern Qi can take back Beizhou, Li Beifeng's mission will be completed.

As for the rest, it is to balance the relationship with Jokhang and think about how to ease the relationship between the two countries.

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"Do you think it's possible?"

After Zhao Ying's eyes were temporarily absent-minded, they quickly returned to coldness: "Your people in Northern Qi hate me, Dazhao, to the bone. There is a blood feud between the two countries. How do you let it go? How do you resolve it?"

"That's better than dragging the people of the two countries into the mud of war again, causing all life to be ruined!"

Li Beifeng looked at her calmly: "Time can change everything. With the efforts of you and me, Dazhao and Beiqi may not be impossible! If it doesn't work in ten years, then twenty years. If it doesn't work in twenty years, then fifty years. Fifty years If it still doesn’t work, just a hundred years…”

"Starting from you and me, as long as we work together, we may one day be able to resolve the hatred between the people of the two countries!"

"..."

(Originally I wanted to stay up late to write the extra chapter, but after some hesitation I decided to write today’s chapter in advance and update it earlier, so I can correct my evil ways!)