To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 392 Fading away

He walked to the round table in the center of the room, his gaze sharpening.

On the table, a white silk scroll is held down by a paperweight.

Zhang Fan reached out, pulled out the silk scroll, and quickly unfolded it.

The handwriting on the silk was delicate and elegant; it was Mi Yueyao's own letter.

[To Mr. Zhang:]

[This servant, while in the courtyard, has already heard about the events of this morning's court session. The Xiongnu envoy is arrogant and absurd, using such ridiculous conditions to coerce the Qin Dynasty, and has even put this servant in the eye of the storm. He truly harbors malicious intentions.]

To protect this humble servant, the young master dared to rebuke the envoy in court and even risked his own safety to volunteer for the northern expedition. The young master's kindness is something this humble servant could never repay, even if it meant being torn to pieces.

However, this servant knows full well that powerful officials like Zong Yu will seize this opportunity to use me as leverage against you, young master. If I remain in Xianyang, I will only become your weakness and hinder your grand plans.

After much deliberation, I have decided to leave Xianyang and seek refuge elsewhere. Please do not search for me, sir. We will meet again when the storm has passed.

[I urge you, my lord, to take good care of yourself on your journey to the northern frontier. Swords and spears have no eyes; please refrain from taking any dangerous paths. This servant wishes you, my lord, a victorious campaign and a safe return.]

The inscription was not signed, but simply included a small orchid from the Chu Kingdom.

Zhang Fan looked at the letter quietly, reading it over and over again.

To his surprise, the initial surge of anger vanished without a trace after reading the letter, as if extinguished by a spring rain.

Looking at the empty house, Zhang Fan, for some reason, let out a long sigh of relief.

He pulled up a chair and sat down, looking somewhat dejected yet incredibly relaxed.

"You're smart..." Zhang Fan murmured to himself, a relieved smile playing on his lips.

In fact, if we think about it calmly, it is indeed the best outcome for Mi Yueyao to leave Xianyang at this moment.

With expert guards from the Wind and Rain Pavilion protecting her, and having voluntarily withdrawn, she is certainly not in any danger.

The world is vast, and with the methods of the Wind and Rain Pavilion, as long as she doesn't want to be found, neither assassins nor Hun spies can possibly find her.

On the contrary, if she really stays in Xianyang obediently, that would be the most troublesome thing.

He was about to join the army and go to the far north.

The city of Xianyang was thus left virtually empty.

Someone will definitely take this opportunity to do something sneaky from behind!

Moreover, with Fusu, that precious gem, on his side, the pressure in the northern border was already immense.

If you have to constantly worry about things going wrong at home, you can't fight this war at all.

Now she's gone, taking all the clues with her, and also taking with her the leverage that the court wanted to use against her.

Zong Yu's attack was like punching cotton; he completely missed.

"Fine, if you're going to hide, then hide well. Once I've beaten the Xiongnu to a pulp in the north, I'll personally ask Touman Chanyu what's wrong with him, and then I'll settle the score with you when I get back!"

Zhang Fan carefully folded the silk, tucked it close to his body, stood up, and strode out of the courtyard.

My steps, however, became much lighter...

……

at the same time.

On the official road fifty miles outside Xianyang City.

The autumn wind was bleak, swirling up clouds of yellow dust.

An ordinary-looking horse-drawn carriage with a green canopy is gradually disappearing into the distance on the bumpy dirt road.

The driver was a pair of women wearing straw hats with stern faces, and the outlines of weapons were faintly visible at their waists.

The carriage moved slowly but very smoothly.

"Da da da da..."

Just then, another carriage came towards them from the corner of the official road ahead.

The carriage was moving extremely fast, its wheels leaving deep ruts in the ground.

Two carriages met on the empty official road. Suddenly, the driver of the carriage in front tightened the reins and let out a clear whistle.

Upon hearing the whistle, the female assassin in the green-canopied carriage immediately pulled on the horse, and the carriage came to a steady stop by the roadside.

Before the carriage opposite had even come to a complete stop, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and a graceful woman jumped off the carriage, lifting her skirt in a slightly hurried manner.

Before she could even catch her breath, she rushed toward the green-canopied carriage, lifted the curtain, and excitedly climbed inside.

"elder sister!"

The woman who suddenly appeared was none other than Pei Xianzi from Ji Honglou.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Mi Yueyao, who was resting with her eyes closed on the soft couch in the carriage, slowly opened her eyes.

Her face was slightly pale, but her demeanor remained noble.

"Sister, you've come!" Mi Yueyao smiled slightly, her voice a little weak.

Fairy Pei looked worried and was about to step forward to hold Mi Yueyao's hand to inquire about the dangerous situation in Xianyang City.

However, when her gaze shifted downwards and landed on Mi Yueyao, she was instantly struck dumb, frozen on the spot.

Fairy Pei's eyes widened little by little, her mouth slightly open, her face filled with shock and disbelief.

She extended a trembling finger, pointing to Mi Yueyao's belly, which was covered by a thin blanket but whose high bulge was still clearly visible.

"Sister...sister...your, your stomach?"

Fairy Pei was so shocked that her voice trembled.

She never imagined that, after only a few months apart, her high-ranking, pure, and noble princess of Chu, who bore the heavy responsibility of restoring her kingdom, would actually…

She's pregnant!

And judging by the months, it's been at least three or four months!

The sky is falling!

Seeing Pei Xianzi's expression as if she had seen a ghost, Mi Yueyao couldn't help but find it amusing.

She stretched out her fair hand and gently stroked her high, protruding belly, then let out a soft sigh.

"Alright, stop thinking about it!"

Mi Yueyao teased, "What? After struggling in this chaotic world for so long, haven't you ever seen a woman pregnant and giving birth?"

"But...but how is this possible?"

After finally regaining her voice, Fairy Pei was so anxious she was almost in tears. "Whose voice is it? Could it be... could it be Zhang Fan?"

Upon hearing this name, Mi Yueyao's eyes dimmed slightly.

She didn't answer directly, but instead turned to look out the car window in the direction of Xianyang.

The reason she left so decisively was not just to avoid being a burden to him.

More importantly, her current physical condition can no longer be hidden.

"There are some things that are not the right time to say."

Mi Yueyao withdrew her gaze, her eyes turning cold again. "The court is in complete chaos. Zhang Fan is about to join the army on a campaign, and a great war between Qin and the Xiongnu is imminent."

Mi Yueyao looked at Fairy Pei and said in a deep voice, "Xianyang has become a huge whirlpool, and we cannot be drawn into it."

"Give the order not to linger here."

Mi Yueyao leaned back on the soft couch, closed her eyes, and said, "Let's continue our journey back to Shangdang County, to the headquarters of Fengyu Pavilion. That's where we'll find our safest place to stay."

"Yes, sister..." Fairy Pei suppressed the turmoil in her heart and, despite having a bellyful of questions, still answered softly.

The green-canopied carriage started up again, its wheels rolling and kicking up a cloud of dust as it headed further and further north, away from Xianyang.