The handsome face of the third prince of North Vietnam was covered with sweat, but his eyes were extremely firm and fanatical.

Wuligeer raised his head and hissed, and his whole body exuded a strong aura.

The horse's hooves were raised and dust flew. Urigel sat on the horse's back and rushed forward on a high-headed horse.

He never retreated, nor had he left his way out, even if he was torn to pieces, he would do whatever he wanted.

Uligeer led 50,000 cavalry toward the direction where the eldest prince sent someone to ambush.

At this moment, the eldest prince's men were also chasing them wildly, and the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, followed by a fight.

Only the winner is worthy of the future, while the loser will become history and even die.

This road was originally full of blood and killing, but now it is just ahead of schedule!

Suddenly, a thunder broke through the sky and slashed hard at the horse where the eldest prince was sitting.

The horse was stimulated and immediately raised its hooves and neighed, running around, and the eldest prince fell to the ground from the horse's back.

After rolling a few laps, he got up in a mess, turned over and jumped up again, preparing to get on the horse and continue to run away.

But the horse suddenly stopped moving forward because an arrow was inserted into its neck.

The eldest prince looked back and saw a Urigel holding a crossbow with his eyes staring at him fiercely.

His mouth curled slightly, and he showed a bloodthirsty evil smile, and his right hand suddenly pulled the bowstring.

A silver needle shot at the eldest prince with a sharp roar and instantly penetrated into his body.

The eldest prince groaned, and looked over with a dizzy head. He saw a group of soldiers in the distance aiming at his horse with bows and arrows, and one of the archers had shot arrows.

"Puff!"

The arrow accurately hit the eldest prince's right leg, causing it to kneel to the ground immediately, and then struggled repeatedly.

The eldest prince almost spit out bile because of the bump. He endured the dizziness and pulled out his sword from his waist and slashed the horse.

"Quick! Stop him! Don't let him run away!" The third prince sat on the horse's back and commanded excitedly.

The eldest prince tried his best to cut off the reins with a long knife in his hand, then jumped, fell down from the horse's back, and fell heavily into the grass.

The eldest prince's thirty years of power struggle ended quietly like this, and he did not die at the hands of the enemy.

He did not fall to the old foxes in the court, but died at the hands of his third brother whom he looked down upon the most.

The third prince, who had no power before, had some idea how he caught the Prime Minister's eyes.

In just two months, the power of the government and the country forced the eldest prince and the queen to act in advance.

Although the King of North Vietnam was seriously ill, he had not passed away yet, and his two sons were fighting to the death for the throne.

"Master, the eldest prince has already died!" A masked man in black reported respectfully to the third prince sitting on the horse's back.

The third prince had a look of fatigue between his eyebrows and eyes, but his expression was extremely quiet and calm. He nodded slightly: "Let's go!"

The man in black took the order and left, Wuligeer rode his horse to follow and quickly disappeared into the vast night.

The eldest prince's body was thrown into the queen's palace, with two heads hanging on her body, and those two heads were his confidants.

One of them was the deputy general who once fought side by side with him on the battlefield, and the other was the closest person who was just a soldier at that time but was already deeply loved by him.

The eldest prince will suffer such humiliation and pain before his death. I really don’t know what he would feel if he knew about it?

The queen was very disappointed. All she relied on was the eldest prince. The second prince had to be brave but had to be brave but had to be brave but had to be wise, and could not become a great man.

The third prince Wuligeer ascended the throne and appointed Mo Rigen as prime minister and accepted the visits of all officials, with great glory.

He immediately issued a general amnesty and released his mother from the cold palace.

The King of North Vietnam was named the Supreme King and brought the queen and the second prince to move to a small town in the northern border because this town was called "Beishan".

Beishan is located in the extreme north of North Vietnam, which is covered with ice and snow all year round, making it a deserted place with few people.

When Jiang Xinyan received the news about North Vietnam, Chu Lixuan had already returned to the gate of the castle.

Chu Lixuan rode his horse to the city gate. Wei Lubin, who was guarding the door, came forward excitedly: "Master... It's because of my return, I'll report to my wife now."

He looked a little tired all the way, but he was still handsome and masculine.

When the city gate opened, the guards immediately saluted when they saw Chu Lixuan: "Welcome to the mansion."

Chu Lixuan nodded and ran into the castle with a whip and a horse whip.

Halfway through the way, he met everyone who came to greet him, but he didn't dismount and rode forward.

Everyone followed him, even though they were covered in dust, they all ran away with excitement.

When they arrived at their Zhuque Street, Chu Lixuan couldn't wait to jump off his horse, and Song Daida immediately stepped forward and took his horse away.

Chu Lixuan took off his cloak while walking and handed it to Zhao Yu next to him, and then asked, "Madam, are you here?"

Jiang Zihao rushed to answer: "Sister didn't come, so she went to the kitchen to prepare the meals and waited for her brother-in-law to come back for meals."

Chu Lixuan nodded to show his understanding, and used his eyes to signal Jiang Zihao to lead the way, and then raised his foot to walk towards the kitchen.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, he heard laughter coming from the room, which sounded very warm and harmonious.

Chu Lixuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and walked in faster.

When I opened the door, I saw Jiang Xinyan wearing a light green dress, stirring the dishes in the wok.

When she heard the noise, she turned her head and smiled at Chu Lixuan.

At that moment, it seemed like flowers were blooming, which was fascinating.

Jiang Xinyan put down the spatula and walked towards Chu Lixuan with a smile on her face: "Husband is back."

"Xinxin~ Thank you for your hard work!" Chu Lixuan looked at her gently, took out a towel from the side to wipe her sweat.

Jiang Xinyan pushed him away and said coquettishly: "I'm cooking, so you go and wash up first and eat immediately. It's clear that you've lost a lot of weight."

"Yeah~" Chu Lixuan gently kissed her forehead, and then looked at her foolishly.

People who don’t know thought they hadn’t seen each other for more than two months, but they were separated in the early morning.

"Oh~Don't make trouble, be careful that the oil splashes on your body." Jiang Xinyan slapped him dissatisfiedly.

This bad guy actually took the opportunity to steal the fragrance. It was so hateful that there were so many people in the kitchen, especially Zihao, who was here.

"Haha... OK, my wife, I know I was wrong." Chu Lixuan smiled even more happily and deliberately teased her.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Jiang Xinyan glared at him shyly, turned around to continue cooking.

Suddenly I heard, "Clang~"

The door was almost squeezed, "Brother Xiang misses you so much."

"Xuan'er is back, let grandma take a good look, why have she lost so much weight!"

"Xuan'er, my son, why are you dark and thin?" Jin Niang asked in surprise.

Chu Lixuan thought proudly, but fortunately he came back at this time. If he came back in ten or eight days, he would be like he hadn't traveled far away.

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