Nine out of ten gamblers lose; I've run into a jerk!

Chapter 47 The Princess Walks the Flower Path

Shen Qing and Fu Kang chatted by the well under the moonlight, recounting many interesting stories about Xuan Kingdom, such as Hei Zi's love story and Dewey's nightmare—an urban legend.

Fukang chuckled, "If only I had met you sooner, life would have been so much more interesting."

She felt a little regretful for having wasted so many opportunities along the way.

"Why must we have known each other before? Has Your Highness ever heard of growing old together as if we were strangers, or meeting someone for the first time as if we were old friends?" Shen patted Fukang's chubby little hand.

Fu Kang realized that the friendship between people sometimes doesn't need to be measured by time.

As their parting drew near, Fukang cherished this brief friendship and chatted until dawn broke.

All good things must come to an end. As the sun rises, the two groups will soon part ways, one heading west and the other south.

Both sides assembled in front of the post station. Princess Fukang encountered Zhao Zheng as she exited, her eyes sparkling with joy. She curtsied and greeted him, "Fourth Prince!"

Zhao Zheng returned the greeting politely and said indifferently, "It's getting late, Princess, please get in the carriage."

After saying that, she walked straight to the front of the procession, nimbly mounted her tall horse. Fukang looked at Zhao Zheng's back, the starlight in his eyes dimmed, revealing a trace of loneliness. The Qi Kingdom's wedding procession looked at each other, feeling embarrassed for their princess.

Seeing Zhao Zheng's behavior, Shen Qing, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but curl his lip. He thought that the fishing tactic of playing hard to get was something he had already mastered.

Then look at Princess Fukang and the whispering wedding procession, tsk tsk~ I can't stand seeing a little girl being bullied in either of my two lifetimes.

With the help of his maid, Fukang boarded the carriage. Zhao Zheng, who was in front, saw that the procession was already lined up, raised his arm and gestured for his horse to move forward. The delegation behind him slowly followed.

A row of wisteria trees was planted on both sides of the official road. In April, when the flowers were in full bloom, the purple flower spikes hung down, and the caravan seemed to be traveling under a waterfall.

Suddenly, a rustling sound was heard, and a shower of flowers fell from the sky. The people walking along all looked up and saw Shen Qing leaping and darting among the branches, his twin swords flashing as he swept across the flower branches and flew forward.

The delegation was awestruck by the beautiful scenery and even more astonished by Shen Qing's skill. They had seen people wield swords before, but this was the first time they had ever witnessed true qi flow. The petals seemed to be guided by the blade, and from afar, they could even hear Shen Qing's bold and unrestrained chanting:

"Like a roc rising with the wind, soaring ninety thousand miles high, Shen Qing of Xuan Kingdom respectfully bids farewell to Princess Fukang, wishing Your Highness a smooth and prosperous future!"

Zhao Zheng watched the figure gradually shrink and disappear, silently reciting the roc that rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles high... This boy is no ordinary person. If he cannot be used by him in the future, he must be eliminated as soon as possible.

Somewhat regretful, Shen Qing, being part of the Xuan Kingdom delegation, missed the best opportunity to either win over the enemy or eliminate future troubles.

Among the Qi Kingdom's wedding procession was an old acquaintance named Zhu Da. Seeing this scene, he nodded silently, thinking to himself that it was not without merit that the Crown Prince Jingchuan was able to have such a person protecting him upon his return to the country. He also needed to pay more attention to escorting Princess Fukang. After returning to Qi Kingdom, there were some plans that needed to be considered.

Looking out the car window at the shower of flowers, Fukang felt a warmth in his heart. He regretted not having met her sooner and having more time to talk to her.

Tears welled up in her bright eyes, but boundless courage rose in her heart. She thought of what Shen Qing had told her last night: that they would meet again someday. She couldn't help but look forward to it. What kind of charm would Shen Qing have then?

Shen Qing put on a show, just to support Princess Fukang, who was not valued, but unexpectedly, someone took note of it. Now, she is crestfallen, hiding in the bushes and waiting for the delegation to pass before turning back.

Showing off always comes at a price. When Shen Che stood at the entrance of the post station and saw Shen Qing covered in leaves and petals, his lips twitched. Helplessly, he looked up at the sky and took a deep breath. His elegant little sister was gone forever.

The Xuan Kingdom delegation was delayed for a while, then continued south. After passing Humen Pass, it would take another two days to cross the Tianqing Mountains and reach the border of Yu Kingdom.

Since their departure, they had always traveled with either the Qi Kingdom delegation or the Jing Kingdom delegation. This was the first time the Xuan Kingdom delegation had traveled alone, with half the number of members. They seemed very insecure, after all, the large-scale attack they had encountered at the border between Xuan and Qi had left a deep psychological scar.

Que Shu, small and huddled in the carriage, was filled with trepidation, not daring to peek out, for fear that an arrow might suddenly shoot from somewhere.

The mission quickened its pace and arrived at Tianshan Pass in Yuguo in a day and a half. Only when the city gate was in sight did the tension ease.

Next came the process of going through customs and verifying her identity. Shen Qing felt like she had forgotten something. She racked her brains for a while, but couldn't remember it. She shook her head and gave up.

Qi Kingdom and Yu Kingdom are separated by a mountain range, which is like a climate watershed. Shen Qing could clearly feel that the humidity in the air was much higher. As a southerner in his previous life, Shen Qing felt comfortable all over.

After settling in the post station, the mission was finally able to stop eating dry rations, and the postmen served them dinner.

Shen Qing almost cried with excitement as he held the white rice in his hands. He had finally seen a whole bunch of white rice!

Chewing on the fragrant, chewy rice, his happiness level soared, and he couldn't help but say with narrowed eyes, "Brother, let's take down Yu Kingdom."

"puff--"

Shen Che spat out his food and hurriedly covered Shen Qing's mouth, looking around. Fortunately, the postman from Yu Kingdom had already left, otherwise, it would have been difficult to explain.

"Ahem~" Shen Qing realized that this wasn't the place to joke around. "Just kidding, just kidding~"

Shen Che glared at him. "Why did you suddenly have this idea?"

Shen Qing poked at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks and said earnestly, "Their rice is so delicious!"

"..."

Because a bowl of rice almost sparked a war between two countries, if Shen Qing were the emperor, he would definitely be a foolish ruler.

After finishing three large bowls of rice, Shen Qing finally put down his chopsticks with satisfaction. With his round belly, he went to the backyard to digest. As he passed the truck bed piled with local specialties, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten about Lu Huanong!

He hurriedly ran over and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets. Although he had hinted to Revlon that she could hide in the box herself that day, he had never actually seen it with his own eyes.

He had left Baifeng City but had not yet left Kaiguo. With the Jingguo delegation around and many eyes watching, he didn't have a good chance to check things out, and after a while, he forgot about it.

More than half a month has passed, and no one has noticed a sound. Did she not come along, or was she too good at holding it in, or was she just too unlucky to be pressed down and suffocated?

Shen Qing nervously moved each box open, taking in all the ones that could hold a person, but found nothing.

Finally, my gaze settled on a relatively empty box. I examined it closely, sniffed it, and noticed a faint scent of face powder.

[Stop sniffing, the person just left while you were eating.]

"...Why didn't you say so earlier!"

You didn't ask.

Shen Qing's jaw clenched; it was another day of thinking about the knife system.