The hot breath sprayed on Song Chuyi's face, and she reached out to pull that wolf-like face a little further away.

  Song Chu was still rejoicing when Yu Guang caught sight of the armored soldier with his arrow already drawn, and hastily shouted, "Don't shoot! This is my little pet!"

  The crowd was stunned for a moment, and when they saw that the big snow wolf was just playing with Song Chuyi, without any aggressive posture, they hesitated to put down their bows and arrows.

  Song Chu let out a breath of relief, and suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes approaching. She turned her head, and in the misty rain, she saw a black horse galloping towards her, with a man in black attire riding on it.

  The horse rushed to the gate of the post house like an arrow, suddenly raised its hooves and let out a loud neigh, then stopped abruptly.

  The man flipped over and stood outside the fence, he had a pair of legs that were longer than straight, broad shoulders and narrow waist, handsome face unmatched, a pair of long eyebrows slanted into his temples, eyes like cold stars, but it was exactly Zhao Yilou.

  Song initially stood up and said to the nurse, "Let him in."

  The early spring in the dusk was still a bit cold, Zhao Yilou spat out a big cluster of mist flowers and saw Song Chuyi with a smile all over his face, couldn't help but frown and say, "Baijian ran away, I'm here to chase it back"

  "If so, why don't you see Hu Wei?" Song Chuyi stood on the corridor, leaning against the railing and smiling as he asked.

  After all, he is the ruler of a country. To chase after a wolf, he must have brought many guards with him. Zhao Yi Lou, this one person and one horse, doesn't look like the demeanor of a ruler of a country at all.

  Zhai Yi Lou felt a bit embarrassed, his eyebrows furrowed even tighter, "I'd rather be alone, mind your own business!"

  "Never mind, take your white blade and get out of here" Song Chu Yi sneered.

  Zhao Yi walked alone to the corridor downstairs, "I want to avoid the rain"

  Song Chu smiled slightly and bowed his hands to Min Chi, saying "Sorry, I have to attend to my guest. Let's play again another day."

  Min hesitated for a moment, carefully sizing up Zhao Yi Lou, then nodded and said "please go ahead".

  The position of a country's monarch may be just an empty throne, but for Zhao Yilou, being able to live a life of abundance and contentment is already an unimaginable good day. He said that if he were to abandon it, he would do so with a carefree attitude.

  Back in the house, Song Chu found a loose robe for Zhao Yi Lou to take a bath and change clothes.

  Baijian hadn't seen Song Chuyi for a long time, and it rolled around her feet, acting coquettishly. Song Chuyi reached out to touch its belly, laughing, "You're getting fatter from eating too much, one day you won't be able to walk."

  White Blade was grinning from ear to ear, exposing his belly for her to scratch.

  A moment later, she was leaning against the building wearing a plain-colored wide-sleeved robe, her black hair dripping wet and scattered behind her, with some ends still dripping water, looking like an inverted beauty stunning all living things.

  Song had been staring at him for a while, "It's been some days since we last met, you've grown taller and more robust"

  Zhao Yilou glanced at her lightly and thought this sentence was simply nonsense. He was at the age where he should be growing taller and stronger, so wouldn't eating meat every day make him grow tall and strong?

  Song Chu poured him a cup of hot water and asked, "How did you manage to escape?"

  The Zhao palace must be heavily guarded, and although several family forces do not care about the puppet monarch Zhao Yi Lou, they will not be so careless as to let him sneak out alone.

  "It was Gong Sunyan who helped me" Zhao Yilou took a sip of tea and paused for a moment, then said, "He escaped with me together"

  Song Chu was taken aback for a moment, "Gongsun Yan? Why did he want to escape from Zhao?"

  "It's said that Zhao Yilou is a violent and arrogant young master"

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, in her heart, she felt that the real reason was probably not so simple. Gong Sun Yan wanted to leave Zhao Guo, and it would have been perfectly fine for him to leave openly and honestly. Instead, he chose to sneak around, which only raised suspicions. However, since Zhao Yi Lou had already left Zhao Guo, even if Zhao Guo were to be destroyed, it would no longer have anything to do with her. So, she might as well focus on the matters at hand rather than worrying about things that are not her concern.

  "What plans do you have for your future?" Song Chu asked.

  Zhao Yilou said with a serious expression, "Since Baijian wants to be with you, I'll reluctantly accompany you on this journey."

  "Do you know, I may lose my life on this trip?" Song Chu asked.

  "What day have I ever lived without worrying about the future?" Zhao Yilou retorted.

  "It's also said" Song Chu spoke like this, but she understood that choosing to abandon the throne required a certain kind of freedom and determination, so she just let Zhao Yi Lou, this awkward young man, be stubborn.

  It rained overnight, and the second day was sunny. Because we had to wait for the road to dry, we lingered for another day.

  The journey to Dalian is not too far, and we arrived safely at our destination.

  At this time, however, the city of Puyang was boiling over with all sorts of rumors about Min Chi spreading wildly, and within a few days, his character and moral integrity were subjected to unprecedented questioning.

  But the news had already been transmitted into the palace of Wei through a secret channel of scouts one step ahead.

  Upon arrival at Daliang, Song Chuyi and Min Chi were immediately accommodated in the most luxurious hostel of Wei State, waiting for an audience with the King of Wei.

  In the past, Song Chu was in Yang City, although it was located on the border of Qin and Wei, but she had never seen the King of Wei.

  Song Chu-yi was curious about this old political rogue from the bottom of her heart, but had no chance to see him. This time, she took the opportunity to take a good look at him.

  Having waited at the inn for a day, on the second morning, an imperial eunuch came from the palace to summon someone.

  The Wei State, as a mighty tiger that had just begun to decline, its capital's prosperity and the grandeur of its palaces were beyond comparison with many other major cities.

  The palace complex of the Wei State stretches for forty miles, with high and steep roofs, flying eaves and carved brackets, long corridors like ribbons, and pavilions and towers are too numerous to count.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one by one, they walked towards the grand hall with their eyes fixed on each other, both secretly amazed that the other seemed to ignore the magnificent buildings on either side.

  Song Chu was already used to it, and didn't mind the pretentious architecture, but what made him look at Mian Qi differently was that despite his young age, he could remain so calm and composed.

  "Mr. Huaijin's son, Mr. Huan, has arrived!" A sharp, fine eunuch shouted

  The two stopped in front of the main hall and waited for another eunuch to escort them before calmly walking up the stairs.

  Inside the grand hall, all the officials of Wei State turned their eyes to them as soon as they entered side by side. They saw a young man walking in slowly!

  Min was slightly older now, and this time he counted as a young man, while Song Chuyi was even younger.

  For someone of their age, having some practical insights is already quite good, but who would have thought that the person stirring up trouble among the various nations would be so young!

  "Outer Minister Song Huaijin pays his respects to King Wei."

  "Wai chen Minzi Huan, can see Wei Wang"

  Two people, one in front and one behind, on the way

  An old man with a deep brown robe and white hair and beard carefully sized up the two of them on the main seat.

  At the same time, Song Chu Er was also quietly sizing up Prince Wei.

  The king of Wei's face was slack and his skin sagged, making it difficult to discern his original appearance, except for a pair of leopard-shaped eyes that shone exceptionally bright.

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