Chapter 89

  Suddenly, a bird flew swiftly from a big tree, Qing Xia's mouth slightly hooked, and he reached out to untie a golden bell from the head of his black horse. This was what Bambur had just given him a few days ago. After weighing it in his hand for two seconds, Qing Xia spun around like a whirlwind, and with a whooshing sound, he threw it towards the source of the noise.

  Just a loud "ah" sound, someone shouted, Qing Xia's mouth corner evil smile, her flying knife was originally the champion of the three armies, many high-ranking officials in the Military Intelligence Agency and the Intelligence Bureau had to personally visit her to learn from her, the accuracy of her feeling, the cleverness of Fang Wei, the greatness of her strength, the wonder of the peak. At such a close distance, wanting to follow herself, isn't that asking for trouble?

  "What's wrong, Ah Gu?" Ah Miao Ye asked softly, raising her small eyebrows in puzzlement.

  "It's okay," Qing Xia patted her little head and said, "Let's go."

  "Wait, miss!" A clear and loud voice suddenly rang out. From the sound of it, this voice was surprisingly identical to the earlier scream. Qing Xia slowly turned her head around, a faint smile hanging at the corner of her mouth, her eyes slightly moving with an evil glint as she glanced towards the person who came.

  The young master in brocade, busy and flustered, came out from behind the big tree, his brocade clothes still shining as before, but with a worn-out spot on his knee, which was the result of being thrown to the ground by Qing Xia earlier. His face was handsome, his skin white and delicate, surrounded by a fragrance that could be smelled from afar, without any hint of the good incense. A pair of narrow, fox-like eyes smiled at Qing Xia, but with such a dashing young master's attire, on his forehead was a big, red, swollen lump, slightly oozing blood, looking rather comical.

  However, he seemed to be completely unaware of this, and when Qing Xia stopped her horse, he quickly got down from the horse that Qing Xia had broken the nose of, stretched out his hand to elegantly wipe his sleeve, and bowed to Qing Xia from a distance, saying loudly: "My surname is Qin, my name is Zhiyan, I'm honored to have met you twice, it's like seeing a celestial being. Suddenly under the circumstances, please forgive me, I pay my respects."

  Her summer eyebrows slightly raised, a hint of sharpness flashed in her eyes as she gazed at him with the air of a poor scholar. She smiled faintly and said softly, "General Qin Zhiyan, the war god of Qin Country? I don't think you look like it."

  "Hmm?" The young master in the brocade robe furrowed his brow, then relaxed and said: "It's hard for you to have heard of my great name, but I am indeed the real Qin Zhiyan, not a fake. Don't look at me as handsome and good-looking, just because I'm not like that general in the rumors who has no interest in anything and a face like solid ice. Actually, I'm quite easy-going on the battlefield."

  "Is that so?" Qing Xia smiled slightly and said: "I really didn't expect it, but I don't know what General Qin is doing sneaking behind me, what's the big deal?"

  "What's the hurry? There isn't any." The young master in brocade smiled and said, "I just want to know your name, where you live, and who's at home. I'm very taken with you, love at first sight, and I want to choose a auspicious day to make you my 17th concubine. Hehe, don't be modest, in my estate there are hundreds of beauties, but only 16 have real status, and besides, I haven't even married yet, so you won't be bullied after entering the estate."

  "The toad wants to eat swan meat! Jiemah Agu won't be your little wife!" Amu Ye heard this and got very angry, the child raised her head and shouted in a milky voice.

  "What's your name?" The man in brocade robes raised an eyebrow and exclaimed with surprise, "So you're not a northern barbarian, that's even better."

  "Amu Ye, don't talk nonsense." Qing Xia slightly furrowed her brow and said to Amu Ye: "General Qin is the Supreme General of the Qin State and also the Third Imperial Prince of the imperial family. At a young age, he holds high power and status, and is a hero of his time. Being able to be taken as his concubine is also a blessing."

  "What's wrong, Ah Gu?" Ah Miao said with a puzzled expression, her small mouth pouting.

  "Haha, as expected, you're a clever girl." The young master in brocade was overjoyed, clapping his hands and laughing loudly.

  Qing Xia raised her head, slightly furrowed her eyebrows, and said in confusion: "But how can a woman's name be announced in front of so many people?"

  "Yes, if it's a Chinese woman, then it's indeed unacceptable."

  "General Qin, come closer and listen, I only want to tell you." Qing Xia's eyebrows slightly raised, her mouth curved into a gentle smile, revealing another kind of shy and charming beauty.

  "Good!" The young master in brocade clothes held a gold-painted folding fan in his hand, gave it a pat, and strode forward with big steps.

  Qing Xia smiled gently, her eyes sparkling as if they could drip water. At this moment, if Chu Li were standing here, he would immediately know that the situation was ominous just by looking at Qing Xia's expression. Unfortunately, that handsome young master who had always been extremely confident in his own charm, still strode forward with big steps, coming to a stop in front of Qing Xia's horse and said with a smile: "Miss, you can speak now."

  Qing Xia slightly bent down and leaned her face close to his, softly saying: "Come closer and listen."

  The young man in fine clothes approached, listening to the words. Qing Xia suddenly smiled and swung her hand, revealing a sharp dagger. Unexpectedly, the young man in fine clothes burst out laughing and swiftly grabbed Qing Xia's wrist, bringing his nose close to sniff and said with a smile: "So fragrant, so fragrant."

  Qing Xia's eyes narrowed, and her leg suddenly flew up from the stirrup, kicking towards the man's chin. The young master in fine clothes was not a simpleton either, sidestepping to avoid the kick, releasing Qing Xia's hand, but instead grasping her leg, gently pinching it, saying: "Soft and resilient, full of elasticity, indeed only a maiden who has practiced martial arts can have such a good touch."

  Qing Xia didn't get angry, she curled her hand into a claw and suddenly grabbed the man's hat along with his hair inside, pulling it upwards. The noble young master's body was lifted up with it, one hand supporting himself on the horse's back, the other hand encircling Qing Xia's slender waist, giving a sly smile, "Slender and delicate, truly the good figure of a Han woman."

  "Is it?" Qing Xia loosened his hat and poked out two fingers, pointing them at his eyes.

  The noble young master tilted his neck to one side, and in an instant, his figure shot up, bending his fingers to pinch Qing Xia's two fingers. Smiling, he said: "Your personality is even more uninhibited than the women of Beidi, I like it."

  "Ah Miao!"

  "Got it!"

  Qing Xia shouted, and the little girl in her arms suddenly stretched out her small fist and punched towards the young man in brocade. Although she was young, this punch was also vigorous and powerful. The young man in brocade grabbed Qing Xia with one hand and supported himself on the horse's back with the other, unable to counterattack. He wasn't afraid, but being hit by such a small child, especially in front of the woman he admired, was humiliating. Helpless, he had no choice but to release his grip, jump off the horse, and stand firmly on the ground, laughing loudly: "Miss, are you testing your future husband's martial arts?"

  "Really!" Qing Xia smiled brightly, tilting her head and saying in a very cute way: "And, it's very obvious, you're not qualified."

  The noble young master furrowed his brow, just about to speak, when he suddenly saw Qing Xia violently raise the reins and shout loudly, galloping away like a whirlwind. The young master was shocked, just thinking of chasing after him, when he suddenly felt his ankle tighten, in an instant, the sky spun and the earth turned, his entire body was lifted upside down, soaring upwards with a whoosh.

  "Master!" "Sir!" "Ah, catch that woman!" The crowd of subordinates were shocked and screamed in unison.

  "Whoa!" Qing Xia shouted, and the black horse obediently came to a stop. The young master was lifted up with his head hanging down, and at this moment he suddenly felt a pain in his feet, only to find that they had already reached the ground.

  Everyone stared blankly at the noble young master who was suddenly hung high on a tree, unsure of what to do. They quickly turned their heads and looked at the rope tied to the big black horse under Qing Xia's seat, their eyes almost spewing fire.

  It turned out that this trap was prepared for Mugou and others here, and the big black horse had been waiting for orders on this side. Who knew that those fools couldn't even pass their own level, and more than 40 people escaped with their tails between their legs? It's really useless, so it benefited this noisy and infatuated person.

  Qing Xia looked up at the brocade-clad young master hanging high in the tree, laughing loudly and asking: "Young Master, how's the view from up there?"

  The young man still didn't forget to be flowery with his words, smiling as he said: "With a broad view, the air is fresh and clean, and I can also appreciate the beauty of the maiden's peerless elegance."

  Qing Xia smiled brightly and said: "Then you can continue to appreciate it from up there, I have something else to attend to, excuse me." After speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

  "Hey! Let our young master down first!" a guard suddenly shouted loudly.

  "Scoundrel!" The young master in brocade glared at Qing Xia with a wicked smile, and suddenly felt something was off. He loudly scolded his subordinates.

  "This big brother is right." Qing Xia's delicate lips curled up, and she suddenly raised her dagger, looking at the brocade-robed young master with a chuckle: "Young Master, then I'll let you down."

  "Ah! Don't!" The elegant young master's face was filled with a charming smile, but he couldn't hide his tension as he shouted loudly. Qing Xia Su raised her hand and the rope tied to the horse's body snapped with a "pa" sound. The elegant young master let out a miserable cry, his head facing downwards, and suddenly fell forward.

  "Prince!" A group of subordinates rushed forward with their lives, but still didn't come in time to let him fall into a daze.

  From far away, Qing Xia's voice came over: "You're using someone else's name to commit evil deeds. Today, I'll take the place of San Guo's Third Prince and teach you a lesson." With that, he strode off.

  The young master in his brocade robe struggled to get up, but Qing Xia had already disappeared into the distance, vanishing into the vast snowy expanse.