Before leaving the city, Chu Qianli noticed she was being followed.
She finally stopped in a small alley at the corner of the bustling market and turned to look at the night sky.
"Fulong, come out."
Fulong landed in front of her, his eyes carrying a hint of melancholy.
"I asked Ziyue to bring you a letter, but it will only reach you tomorrow."
However, Fulong knew her too well. Without even receiving the letter, he knew she would make a move tonight.
"Do you have to leave?" Fulong even knew that his question was superfluous.
His mood was somewhat conflicted.
"For these three months, help Ziyue. She never handled anything before; it was Prince Dingqin who dealt with matters. She hasn't faced such a big occasion."
Although Wei Xian would definitely help her, before Wei Xian could, Long Ziyue still had to bear all of Wei Xian's anger alone.
Truth be told, Wei Xian was a very strict, even harsh, person.
Thinking about her efforts made one's scalp tingle.
"It will be difficult for Ziyue to stay and bear everything."
"I know." Fulong had no extra words.
Since he said he knew, he would definitely stay and help Long Ziyue.
However, he still felt a bit uneasy.
"Three months, I will definitely come back. Fulong, don't be angry, okay? Please, please!"
She wanted to dismount.
Fulong snorted, "Don't get down. I just want to say a few words to you."
If her complexion hadn't been so poor, Chu Qianli wouldn't have felt so guilty.
"Fulong..."
"Three months. If you don't come back, I'll return to Beiming and leave Long Ziyue to face it alone. You decide."
"Alright, alright, three months, I'll definitely be back." Chu Qianli breathed a sigh of relief.
She couldn't help but dismount and walk up to him, patting his arm.
Fulong was very tall and sturdy, and patting his shoulder was a bit difficult.
She smiled, "Wait for me!"
"Let's go, it's getting late. After leaving the city, find a place to rest first."
Still, there was a lingering reluctance, and also worry!
"You are not Prince Xuan. Don't learn from him, rushing day and night. You don't have such a good physique."
"I know, I know, I will definitely rest well and absolutely won't mistreat myself, really, I promise." Chu Qianli was only short of raising her hands to swear.
Fulong snorted, looking unconvinced.
Most likely, he didn't believe her.
"I really have to go now." Chu Qianli thought for a moment, took something out of the Qiankun Chain, and handed it to Fulong.
"What is it?"
"A lighter. Didn't you say last time that it was inconvenient to start a fire outside? This thing is easy to use and very expensive. It can last a long time."
After stuffing the lighter into his hand, she curved her lips and smiled, "Wait for me."
"Okay." Fulong nodded, watched her leap onto her horse, and then watched her leave.
For some reason, watching her leave always made him feel an unspeakable heaviness in his heart.
He had a sense of unease that he couldn't quite explain.
He wanted to keep her, but he knew that with his strength alone, he had no chance of stopping her.
No, it wasn't just him. Even with everyone else, they couldn't keep her.
Her heart and eyes were now solely focused on one person: Feng Yexuan.
May this time be without wind or waves, and may you be together well.
And may there be no more twists and turns!
... Chu Qianli, holding Long Ziyue's token, left the city in one go.
But she never expected to encounter this person in this place!
Jian Wuying!
With two swooshes, his sword energy was undiminished, but this time, Chu Qianli dodged with a spin.
Jian Wuying stood under the moonlight. The pale moonlight fell on him, casting a long shadow on the ground.
"Three days apart, and indeed one should look at each other with new eyes. I didn't expect your martial arts to improve so rapidly!"
Jian Wuying was genuinely surprised. It had only been three months since they last met, and this little girl's martial arts prowess seemed completely transformed.
Chu Qianli, however, was only staring at him, "So, the one who spread the news about Prince Xuan was Yu Linglong?"
Her gaze swept past Jian Wuying and scanned the dense forest behind him.
"Since you're here, why not come out and meet?"
Under the shadows of the dense forest, a figure slowly walked out.
If not Yu Linglong, then who else could it be?
Chu Qianli narrowed her eyes.
She knew that Yu Linglong, following Feng Yexuan on his campaign, would be thinking of opportunities to get close to Feng Yexuan all day long.
How could she not know that Feng Yexuan had left the army?
However, Prince Xuan had already returned to Yitie City, yet she was still here!
She was clearly targeting her!
Chu Qianli's palm tightened slightly, and a short knife was already in her hand.
When Yu Linglong calmed down, her meticulous scheming was indeed not to be underestimated.
She just didn't expect Yu Linglong's hatred for her to be so deep.
Even her pursuit of Prince Xuan had been hindered by her hatred.
Otherwise, she would have left right after Feng Yexuan.
"Chu Qianli, I also didn't expect your feelings for Yexuan to be so deep that you would give up the throne of the Empress for him?"
Yu Linglong let out a disdainful laugh, her face full of contempt, "Before this, you even acted as if you didn't care about him at all, and insisted on divorcing him!"
"You woman, you are truly hypocritical!"
Chu Qianli did not explain.
Her matters with Feng Yexuan were not something she needed to explain to this woman.
What did it have to do with Yu Linglong?
The short knife was slowly transferred to her left hand, while her right hand held something else.
Jian Wuying had seen her movements with both hands, but after watching for so long, he still couldn't figure out where she had taken the items from.
Even if she took them from her pocket, why couldn't he see her action of taking them?
Had Chu Qianli's martial arts reached such a level of perfection?
Was her speed so fast that even he couldn't see it?
In Chu Qianli's right hand was her gun.
However, she didn't have many bullets left, only three.
Even if her martial arts had improved so miraculously, she couldn't possibly be a match for the number one sword of Beiming. These three bullets were her last chance.
Yu Linglong, however, was becoming impatient, "Kill her."
Jian Wuying tightened his five fingers, his long sword gleaming with a pale light under the moonlight.
"You are the number one assassin of Beiming, and you have the honor of being the number one sword of Beiming. Such a formidable figure, I truly don't understand why you would listen to this woman's orders?"
Jian Wuying said nothing.
His cold mask completely concealed all expression on his face.
Yu Linglong sneered, "Does this matter concern you?"
"Just curious."
"Wuying, she's just stalling for time. You..."
Just as Yu Linglong's words were not finished, Chu Qianli suddenly raised her hand.
With a bang, a bullet shot fiercely towards Jian Wuying's shoulder blade!