The two also hurried out. Li Qiong Yu pursed her lips slightly as she looked at the still uncoffined corpse, then strode away and locked the ice chamber.
Xiao Chi Zhan took ten days, seizing the chaos in the Central State, and directly dispatched troops to attack the Cold Tiger Pass of Northern Qi.
As soon as this battle commenced, the entire Jiuzhou began to be unsettled.
Coincidentally, Western Liang suddenly sent troops to the Wu Lao Pass of Northern Qi, launching a pincer attack with Great Liang on the Jiuchuan border city of Northern Qi.
The border of Northern Qi was instantly plunged into warfare.
To stabilize the morale of the army, Crown Prince Xie Bei Han of Northern Qi personally led the expedition, leading hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers across the Mo River and allying with Mobei to attack the Jia County Pass of Great Liang.
At the same time, a Great General of Northern Qi descended upon Southern Xinjiang to negotiate cooperation.
However, unexpectedly, Southern Xinjiang fell into internal strife and was attacked by Northern Di at the Holy Tower, already in a state of war.
This war, fierce and swift, seemed to have escalated overnight. In just one month, the entire Jiuzhou was suddenly engulfed in flames.
The world began to be in turmoil.
Great Liang Border General's Mansion.
Xiao Chi Zhan was at the border city. He had not slept for several nights. By the time Xue Ren discovered him collapsed in the study, it was already evening.
The physician arrived in a hurry. After reviving him, he could not help but express his concern, "Even an iron body cannot withstand this. You must pay attention to your diet and rest well. Without sleep, you will collapse sooner or later."
Because Northern Di and Southern Xinjiang were at war, Tantai Ye, worried about the deranged Xiao Chi Zhan, had not yet been able to go to Northern Di.
Upon hearing the physician's words, he could not help but frown.
"Li Qiong Yu, go and order the kitchen to prepare something for him to eat."
"He needs to eat too. If he refuses, we can't force him."
Xiao Chi Zhan had already woken up. Seeing so many people in the room, he put on his shoes and got out of bed, his eyes revealing a peculiar coldness.
'All of you, get out.'
The aura surrounding him was too terrifying, and everyone dared not say anything, withdrawing one after another.
Tantai Ye sighed, pulling Lan Mu Rou, who was hiding in the corner, away.
Li Qiong Yu intended to say a few words, but seeing him return to dealing with the battle reports, she said, "Tantai Ye will also go to Northern Di in a few days. This world will become a hell on earth, just as you wished."
In another six months, these Jiuzhou and the Eight Desolations would truly be filled with widespread suffering and destitution.
The door was closed.
Inside the room, it grew dark.
Xiao Chi Zhan sat by the table, looking at the battle reports submitted from various regions. He did not know how long he had been looking when a wave of dizziness washed over his head.
"Chi Zhan Gege."
The girl's bright and charming voice was almost daily echoing in his mind, impossible to shake off.
"Chi Zhan Gege, I love you."
"Xiao Chi Zhan, I hate you. You don't understand respect at all. I hate you, I hate you!"
Pain.
Heart-wrenching pain.
Ye Luan!
Ye Luan!
Xiao Chi Zhan stood up with a sudden roar.
He was only wearing a thin robe, supporting himself with one hand on the desk. His tall figure appeared desolate and bleak.
The cold wind outside was piercing.
It had just snowed, and the ground was a pristine white.
Long Tian guarded the stone door of the ice chamber. He was stunned to see Xiao Chi Zhan walking towards him.
Since the war began, they had returned to Great Liang. The Prince was busy with the war situation in various places and had barely come.
Each time, he would only glance from afar. Why had he come in today?
"Your Highness, do you wish to enter?"
This corpse had been kept in the ice coffin for so long, yet His Highness was reluctant to bury it, keeping it locked in the ice coffin. No one knew what he was thinking.
Xiao Chi Zhan stood outside the stone door, looking at the thin layer of the door for a long time.
After a while, his voice hoarse, he spoke.
"Has Xue Ying returned?"
On the day they returned to Great Liang, Xue Ying was dispatched by His Highness to Northern Di to find some pearl, and had not returned.
"Not yet."
Xiao Chi Zhan remained silent for a moment. As he turned to leave, he suddenly stopped.
He looked back a few times, as if having made a decision, before speaking.
"Open it."
Long Tian was stunned and opened the stone door.
The blast of cold air that hit them was colder than the sky outside.
Yet Xiao Chi Zhan seemed oblivious, striding in and closing the stone door.
He stood quietly not far away, gazing with infatuated eyes at the ice coffin on the stone bed.
This was the second time he had seen her after her death.
After leaving the ice chamber in Jing Yu, he had never come to see her again.
"Luan Luan, will you blame this Prince for not visiting you?"
His dark, sinister crimson eyes were filled with a morbid obsession, spreading a silent madness.
He walked slowly towards the ice coffin, extending his pale hands to caress the stiff corpse.
Truthfully, this scene was rather eerie.
The corpse had been burned beyond recognition. If not for the twin rings worn on its hands, it would have been unrecognizable.
It was burned beyond recognition.
The man with red eyes and white hair caressed the charred corpse, looking as terrifying as could be!
"Luan Luan, if I always avoided you, would you look down on me?"
"Hahaha, I was wrong. You were always lying to me. Your love was all a pretense. You never wanted me."
"But why am I still so bewitched by you?"
He laughed wildly, looking at the corpse in the ice coffin. His deep crimson eyes seemed to burn with the fires of hell.
Terrifying, sinister.
The entire ice chamber felt eerily dreadful!
After an unknown period, he suddenly stopped laughing.
Silence.
An eerie silence.
His devilishly handsome face was filled with tenderness. He spoke softly.
"Luan Luan, don't be afraid. It's all over now. This Prince will accompany you."
As he spoke, his pale hand brushed over the twin rings inlaid with red gems.
"We will return to Kyoto and get married. This Prince will give you the grandest wedding."
"You are this Prince's person in life, and only this Prince's surname can be carried in death. You are mine, and only mine. Even in death, you are mine---"
The rings in his hand gave off a strange feeling. He suddenly stopped speaking, his gaze fixed on the corpse.
His deep crimson eyes began to stare directly at the twin rings, gazing intently.
Suddenly.
He grabbed the charred corpse and narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully comparing it with the twin rings on his hand.
In his mind, the events of that day in the fire all connected.
Details he had overlooked suddenly magnified.
"An assassin suddenly broke into Moyun Hall. His martial arts were extremely high, like a death warrior."
"A sudden fire broke out. We searched everywhere but could not find Miss Ye."
The roasted corpse, the sudden intrusion of assassins, the inexplicably vanished person-----
His originally gentle and sinister eyes slowly changed.
They became eerily chilling.
A hint of pathological madness flickered at the corner of his mouth.
He violently flung the dark, charred corpse to the ground with a roar and stomped on it forcefully several times. His eyes were filled with a manic frenzy.
A strange laugh echoed faintly in the silent, empty ice chamber.
"Someone."