HLnovel Chapter 250: Disappearing without a trace, isn't that simple?
Chapter 250: Disappearing without a trace, isn't that simple?
Despite the hatred, I forced myself to negotiate with him.
And he was the same; an enemy was an enemy!
Tens of thousands of people from the Great Chu were killed, and countless others were displaced and starved to death. Can a mere peace talk turn hostility into friendship?
What about the dead civilians and soldiers?
Mu Yun Chu raised her eyes, her gaze cold and sharp, shooting towards the pair of sinister eyes opposite her. The two faced off, sparks flying!
It's like a sudden hurricane that will tear each other apart.
His stance has never changed.
The Nanzhao Kingdom harbors wolfish ambitions; unless the kingdom is destroyed, true peace will never be possible.
"Happy New Year, Seventh Prince!"
After a brief standoff, Yue Zhiqi lowered his gaze first, his low voice echoing in the tent, a faint hint of mockery playing on his lips.
He knew all too well that there was no possibility of reconciliation between him and Mu Yun Chu.
However, Nanzhao was ultimately defeated this time, and they had no choice but to compromise and beg for temporary peace in order to buy Nanzhao a chance to catch its breath.
He still remembered his father and the high priest's instructions when he set off: avoid the limelight for now and wait for the right opportunity.
They were not seeking peace, but rather a new opportunity to once again wage war against the Great Chu and make a comeback.
Thinking of this, Yue Zhiqi straightened his back ramrod straight.
A hint of disdain and pity appeared in his eyes as he looked at Mu Yun Chu.
He knew that Mu Yun Chu would not let go of her grudges against Nan Zhao, but the high and mighty Emperor of Great Chu might not share the same thoughts.
In that emperor's eyes, this seventh prince was dispensable, wasn't he?
They still have plenty of opportunities!
Mu Yun Chu sat quietly with her eyes lowered, raised the wine glass in her hand, and remained expressionless, which was her way of greeting him.
"Gentlemen, today is the New Year. Our Great Chu has always been a land of etiquette. Today, we have prepared a simple feast to formally welcome our guests from Nanzhao, and to wish our Great Chu a prosperous and peaceful New Year..."
Seeing Mu Yun Chu's deep, cold gaze and icy face, the Vice Minister of Rites wisely began to greet the Nanzhao delegation and the soldiers of Da Chu.
Fundamentally, Liu, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites, was the emperor's man.
He knew the emperor's true intentions and instructions, but he did not want to offend the seventh prince, who was quite powerful in the army.
Therefore, he dared not get too close to the Nanzhao delegation.
On the other hand, Great Chu was the victor this time, so they were confident and would not lower their stance or lose the dignity of a great power. This was a matter of diplomatic tact.
However, this attitude infuriated Mu Yun Chu and the soldiers of Da Chu who had fought against Nan Zhao!
Who could have imagined that after fighting to the death with the Nanzhao Kingdom, sacrificing the blood of countless soldiers and the lives of countless civilians, all we got in return was a letter of concession and peace talks!
We must also welcome those whose hands are stained with the blood of the soldiers of the Great Chu as honored guests!
There are even rumors that he will marry a princess of the Great Chu to form a peace treaty. Who will be the victor in this endeavor?
At this moment, these people's dissatisfaction with the old emperor grew even stronger.
Since the Nanzhao delegation entered the camp, apart from the entourage of the Vice Minister of Rites who came to receive the delegation, the other soldiers were filled with resentment and discontent to the point of almost drawing their swords.
If it weren't for Mu Yun Chu's intervention as a prince, a conflict might have already broken out.
The blood feud between the Great Chu and the Nanzhao Kingdom is indelible.
At this very moment, the Nanzhao delegation, sitting brazenly opposite them, continued to utter seemingly contradictory and provocative remarks.
Mu Yun Chu clenched her fists, then relaxed them.
His coldness transformed into an impassive indifference, like an arrow poised to break through the bowstring and strike at any moment.
But now is not the time.
"Your Highness," Gu Yuanming said with concern, looking at Liu Shilang and the others who were chatting and laughing with the Nanzhao delegation in the tent, "There is news from Fu Xianyuan's side."
Mu Yunchu lowered her head, and Gu Yuanming covered his lips with his hand, lowering his voice.
"He secretly met with Yue Zhiqi's advisors a quarter of an hour ago. Mu Dong knows the details. When should we make our move?"
"Right now, I don't want to see him again," Mu Yun Chu's voice was as cold as the wind outside the tent, piercing and heartless.
Gu Yuanming was taken aback. "Should we take a long-term approach...?"
"No need, don't create unnecessary trouble. I want them to have no chance to cause any trouble."
Mu Yun Chu looked down at her fingertips, where there was a shallow wound.
Although it was small, I still bled and felt pain at the time.
His gaze deepened; this time, he was determined to make the Nanzhao delegation and certain people from the Great Chu suffer a crushing defeat and return home in disarray.
Ha! So what if Fu Xianyuan is the fifth brother's man?
Disappearing without a trace is simple enough, isn't it?!
Night had fallen, and the banquet was over.
Mu Yun Chu sat in the tent for a long time without resting.
We've basically finished discussing and arranging everything these past few days, and tomorrow is the day we set off for Beijing.
Holding the letter he had just written to Gu Qingyue, Mu Yun Chu couldn't help but smile bitterly as he thought of the Qin family and Prefect Li in Lizhou City.
In fact, he had known about the collusion between the Qin and Li families for a long time, and had already arranged for people to keep an eye on them before the new year.
However, with the war raging, he was constantly moving between the borders of Da Chu and Nan Zhao, and had no time to put this matter on the agenda.
After all, Prefect Li had intricate connections with the Third Prince and even certain people in the Nanzhao Kingdom.
One move can have far-reaching consequences. Without evidence, we can only hold back for now, and we can't make any arrests!
It was certainly not easy to cut off the Third Prince's arm!
He never expected that the little girl would deliver such an important letter and witness; she was truly his lucky star!
Thinking of all this, his thoughts had already flown to Lizhou, making him unable to help but recall that face.
Always smiling.
Whether cunning, cute, or cold and sassy, or as beautiful as peach blossoms in March or fine wine in May, they are fragrant, charming, and captivating.
A few days apart feels like an eternity.
Thinking of this, he chuckled softly.
He was surprised to find himself occasionally expressing a deep longing for someone, which in turn fueled his longing and reluctance to let go.
"Mu Nan," Mu Yun Chu handed over the letter, stood up, and extinguished the candle.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, the Lantern Festival has arrived.
Gu Qingyue went to the kitchen late in the afternoon.
This was a rare opportunity for her to show off her culinary skills.
Although not particularly skillful, it is sincere.
With Sister Liu's help, a pot of steaming hot handmade glutinous rice balls was ready.
It was the same group of people from New Year's Eve, along with Qin Muning, who was already able to get out of bed and walk around.
They sat together, laughing and joking as they finished eating Gu Qingyue's treat.
Everyone praised it highly and was extremely satisfied.
They expressed that there will definitely be new progress and development in the new year, and that things will only get better and better for them.
Even the youngest, Xiao Nian, raised her hand, saying she wanted to beat the second-to-last student to make herself and her sister Qingyue proud, which made everyone laugh.
"Little sister," Gu Yuanen rushed in as soon as he finished eating glutinous rice balls and returned to the courtyard.
"Fourth Brother? Didn't you go to see Uncle off?"
Seeing that less than a cup of tea had passed since they parted, Gu Qingyue was already anxiously looking for her again. Gu Qingyue immediately stood up and left the room.
“Uncle has already sent them back to the courtyard. This is a letter from Third Brother and a letter from Grandfather. Take a look,” Gu Yuanen said, handing the two letters to Gu Qingyue.