Of the two middle-aged men at the front, the burly one remained unmoved, silent, and without showing any unnecessary expression, as if he had not heard what Marquis Anxi said.
The thinner middle-aged monk, in comparison, had a much gentler attitude .
He raised his hand and nodded slightly to Anxi Hou, his voice without any fluctuation, "You're welcome, just follow your procedures."
"Thank you, Chang'an Sword Immortal." Anxi Hou's eyes immediately revealed an expression of gratitude.
He glanced at the burly man next to Li Qiubai with fear, and seeing that he still had no expression, he could only salute the burly man with his fists again.
Finally, this monk, who was considered a big shot even in Chang'an City, waved his hand and ordered loudly, "Chang'an Guards will immediately accept the Qingcheng rebels."
The thousands of Chang'an guards who were lined up neatly and waiting for orders finally began to move after hearing the order from Marquis Anxi. They took a few steps forward, passed the two middle-aged men in the lead, and entered the monks' camp.
However, at the first moment, the monk in charge of escorting the prisoner, like the burly middle-aged man, did not move at all, and had no intention of transferring the prisoner.
——They are monks from Qingcheng and only obey the orders of King Qing.
The Chang'an guards' faces froze, but they did not dare to act rashly.
When Marquis Anxi saw this scene, he looked at Prince Qing with some embarrassment.
Li Qiubai's eyes turned slightly cold as he stared at Prince Qing quietly.
Finally, Prince Qing waved his hand to the rear, and the monks from Qingcheng took a step back and handed over the so-called "Qingcheng rebels" they were escorting to the Chang'an Guards.
No one tried to stop it, and the handover process went smoothly. Before long, the hundreds of cultivators from King Qing's lineage who had colluded with the demons fell into the hands of the Chang'an Guards.
"Prince Qing, please come this way. His Majesty has already arranged a mansion for you to stay." Seeing that everything was settled, Marquis Anxi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He lowered his head and spoke humbly to Prince Qing.
Calling it a mansion to stay is just a nice way of putting it. In reality, it is more like a cage.
With such a big event happening in Prince Qing's lineage, few people would believe that Prince Qing was innocent and completely unaware of it.
However, how much Prince Qing knew and how much he was involved in this matter is worth discussing.
The final decision on how to deal with Prince Qing will have to wait for the detailed investigation results to come out.
However, unless the situation is so serious that it is almost incompatible with compromise, no matter what, Prince Qing will not be punished too severely.
After all, Prince Qing is the new Martial Emperor, and his cultivation has reached the highest level.
As the war with the demons is about to break out, Da Xia urgently needs every bit of strength, so how could it possibly abandon a monk with the title of Ninth Realm?
What does it mean to be a monk with the title of Ninth Realm Venerable?
With this identity, many serious crimes are not considered crimes to him.
And even if he is guilty, who has the power to punish him?
Ninety percent of the human race's respected monks are now on the front lines guarding the major city gates, confronting the demons and protecting the safety of the human race.
Therefore, there are no monks with honorable titles in Chang'an City.
And if one wants to punish a monk with a title, only a monk with a title can do it.
If Li Qiubai had not stepped forward, how could Prince Qing have come to Chang'an City on his own and apologized for his crime?
…
"Then lead the way for me." Prince Qing spoke for the first time, and there was no fluctuation in his voice.
Marquis Anxi opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Finally, he lowered his head and said respectfully, "I understand."
He waved his hand and asked the Chang'an guards to send the rebels to the Tianlao in Chang'an City, and then he personally led Prince Qing back to Chang'an City.
Prince Qing also issued an order, asking the Qingcheng monks who were responsible for escorting the "rebels" to Chang'an City to withdraw and return to Qingcheng on their own.
He came here to be investigated, not to attack the city, so there was naturally no reason for him to bring so many of his own monks into the city.
As the group was about to leave, Anxi Hou saw that Li Qiubai was motionless, and with a flash of thought, he asked cautiously, "Chang'an Sword Immortal, are you not going to enter the city?"
Li Qiubai smiled faintly and shook his head, "No."
"The Lord has asked me to pass on a message to you, asking you to enter the city and meet her... The Lord has something to tell you." Marquis Anxi said in a low voice.
Chang'an Sword Immortal's expression changed slightly when he heard this.
He raised his head and looked towards the towering Chang'an City in the distance, his eyes a little dazed for a moment.
When they met by chance that year, he was at his most high-spirited and carefree, and the woman was at her most innocent and naive.
At that time, she just followed him like a shadow, always with a smiling face.
Who could have imagined that a thousand years later, the girl named "Xiaoxiao" would become the supreme ruler of Daxia, ruling the world?
However, it was precisely because of this that the two had to go their separate ways.
She has her responsibilities and duties, and she has her Daxia.
And he also has his own immortal sword path, so it is impossible for him to be trapped in one city.
So even though both of them were thinking about each other, he could only leave a sword mark on the Xuanwu in Chang'an, and then flew out of Chang'an City on his sword and never entered Chang'an again.
It’s not that I don’t like Chang’an.
Because only when we don't see each other can we stop missing each other and stop longing for each other.
Li Qiubai took one last look at Chang'an City in the distance, smiled, and said without much sadness, "Tell her I'm sorry, and see you again if there's a chance."
He will not enter this city.
After saying this, the Chang'an Sword Immortal no longer lingered, floated up, and flew away in the direction of Chang'an City.
Marquis Anxi watched the figure of Chang'an Sword Immortal gradually fade away in the sky and sighed.
He knew something about the matter between His Majesty and Chang'an Sword Immortal, and that was why he felt regretful.
However, he was not qualified to think too much about the affairs of such a person.
Marquis Anxi calmed down and looked at Prince Qing, who was wearing a python robe and looked like he was watching a show. He felt a chill on his scalp - this was what he should care about.
"Prince Qing, please come this way." He said respectfully and flew ahead to lead the way.
Prince Qing snorted coldly and followed with the only trusted subordinate who did not leave.
When the towering walls of Chang'an City gradually came into view, a majestic atmosphere hit us in the face.
This is the most majestic and largest city in the entire human domain. It is the imperial capital of Daxia and is located in the heart of the human race.
Prince Qing, who had been extremely indifferent until now, finally raised his eyelids and looked towards Chang'an City, as if he could take in the entire city.
After a moment, he slowly smiled at the black shadow beside him and said, "I always thought that the city wall here was very high, but now it seems that it is just this high."
"Yes, Prince Qing, Chang'an... is nothing special." The dark shadow behind him also responded with a smile.
The two men did not avoid Anxi Hou when they spoke, so he heard everything they said.
This made Marquis Anxi frown.
His keen intuition allowed him to hear a sinister undertone in the conversation between Prince Qing and his men.
Seems to be referring to something else?
After thinking about it carefully, he couldn't figure out much. Marquis Anxi, who was in a very nervous state of mind, stopped thinking about it.
…
This way.
Li Qiubai, who was leaving Chang'an, suddenly stopped and looked forward.
There, a woman's figure appeared silently.
The woman wore a phoenix crown on her head, and her every move revealed a graceful and elegant temperament. She looked like an ordinary girl of only 23 or 24 years old, but she was extremely beautiful. Her face was white, and her eyes were as clear as a pool. She looked at Li Qiubai coldly.
The Chang'an Sword Immortal, who had defeated the old and new Martial Emperors in a row and had just created a huge wave of fame among the human race, seemed a little embarrassed when facing this woman. In the end, he smiled bitterly, "Xiaoxiao... why are you here?"
Her name is Xiaoxiao, also called Xia Zhao.
"If I'm not coming, are you planning to leave without even seeing me?" The woman called Xiaoxiao stood there coldly and asked coldly, like an iceberg.
But what Li Qiubai felt was not the coldness, but a pang in his heart.
Because the woman's eyes, which were as clear as lake water, had already turned red, with mist spreading, and her tall nose was wrinkled, as if she was trying hard to control her emotions and not let tears fall.
This woman, who had the highest status in the entire human race and was an extremely majestic woman, now showed an unprecedented weakness.
She would only show this attitude in front of the person in front of her.
Li Qiubai was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
He has been a free and easy person all his life, but with Xia Xiaoxiao, he really can't be free and easy anymore.
——Only when you don’t care can you be free and easy. It has always been like this.
And how could he not care about the woman in front of him?
"Since you left Chang'an, you have never returned to Chang'an in ten thousand years. I just thought that the sword was more beautiful than me, and you didn't want to look at me more."
Xia Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, and looked at Li Qiubai with her moist eyes. There was a subtle resentment in her tone, and she asked: "But this time, we are already outside Chang'an, and you still don't want to look at me? Am I really that ugly?"
Li Qiubai glanced at the face of the Great Xia Lord, who was pretty in every way, and in his mind could even be called the prettiest woman in the world. He could only shake his head and said honestly, "Pretty."
Xia Xiaoxiao was in a good mood. When she smiled, two dimples quietly appeared on her cheeks.
Two very cute dimples.
At this moment, how could this Great Xia Lord have any dignity as the one who rules the world?
In fact, in order to maintain her demeanor, she hasn't smiled for a long time and always keeps an indifferent expression.
But in front of the man in front of her, the indifference she had maintained for thousands of years was shattered in one move.
Soon, Xia Xiaoxiao reacted again - it seemed that she was too spineless, and immediately frowned again.
"If you're so beautiful, why don't you want to see me?" she asked with a cold snort.
Li Qiubai looked at Xia Xiaoxiao's face, which seemed to show both anger and anger, and sighed in his heart.
It's not that I don't want to see you, it's that I don't dare to see you!
The land of pleasure has always been the burial place of heroes, and he has always thought so.
So even though she had always been thinking about him, Li Qiubai always treated her as just a girl, a young and ignorant sister, just like her name, Xiaoxiao.
Who would have thought that the confused little girl who had never grown up in his eyes would be chosen by Xia Xuanji as the heir and the next Lord of Great Xia.
He began to realize that the little girl was no longer a girl, and the so-called confusion was only directed at him.
But even then, he, who had devoted his life to swords, lived a carefree life, and was obsessed with kendo, still didn't have too many thoughts.
He just treated her as his sister and tried his best to help her secure her position and fend off those members of the Da Xia faction who were eyeing her position.
At that time, he had already mastered the sword art, but because he was alone and lacked luck, it was difficult for him to make progress.
The situation was turbulent, and Emperor Wu had lost his patience and was ready to take action to force her to abdicate.
The Eight Realms versus the Martial Emperor, it's a losing situation no matter how you look at it.
Li Qiubai is still Li Qiubai. Even though he didn't have the sword power that could ignore realms like today, he didn't retreat or show any fear.
But what he didn't expect was that Xia Xiaoxiao called him to her bedroom that night on the pretext of discussing something.
That night, she wore a red dress embroidered with golden dragons and acted as if she was the ruler of the world. For the first time, she acted in front of him in a domineering manner that was completely different from the weak attitude of a little girl. She looked at him seductively and then slowly walked towards him.
Slowly tying her skirt, half of her chest is exposed, the fine silk reveals her skin, and her evening makeup is new...
Li Qiubai suddenly realized that the little girl was really no longer a little girl, but a stunningly beautiful woman.
It was also at that time that he realized his feelings for Xia Xiaoxiao.
At dusk, after a wild night, the red waves rolled over.
Fortunately, there is no such thing as early morning court sessions among the monks, otherwise there would inevitably be a bit of the spirit of "the king does not attend early morning court sessions" in it.
At dawn, with the help of Xia Xiaoxiao, he washed and put on his clothes.
Finally, under Xia Xiaoxiao's guidance, Li Qiubai, who had not yet recovered from his shock, pressed his handprint on the marriage certificate she had prepared long ago, like a puppet.
"I know you will fight Xu Su tomorrow. He is a Martial Emperor, and you are only at the eighth level. How can you be his opponent?"
"You are willing to sacrifice yourself for me, so it is only natural for me to do this. You don't have to think too much about it. Just treat it as a business deal."
At that time, the woman said this so casually.
"I have always been confused and don't know much. The only thing worthy of praise is this identity. The only thing I can do is to give you the fortune of Daxia and help you pave the way." The woman blinked and explained seriously.
At that time, Li Qiubai had already mastered the sword art, and all he needed to reach the realm of sword immortal was a bit of luck.
As the ruler of Great Xia, Xia Xiaoxiao has gathered a huge amount of Great Xia's luck and is the woman with the most prosperous luck in the entire human domain.
All the luck gathered in her body, if she could use a part of it, would be able to help Li Qiubai protect himself and break through the realm.
The problem is, is luck so easy to give and transfer?
Luck is something that is invisible and intangible, and very mysterious.
Therefore, Xia Xiaoxiao finally chose the simplest, but also the most practical method to give Li Qiubai good luck.
——The saying "a woman who brings good fortune to her husband" has existed in the world since ancient times.
This is because once a woman marries a man, part of her luck will be transferred to her husband.
If the woman has good luck, then she will be a lucky woman for her husband.
They signed the marriage certificate and became husband and wife in the bridal chamber.
Although they did not announce it to the world or even tell others, the two were indeed considered husband and wife from that moment on.
Naturally, Li Qiubai obtained a part of the Great Xia's luck from Xia Xiaoxiao, a part of which was enough to help him enter the realm of sword immortal.