At ten that evening, Talu rushed over to her Azure Frost Pavilion.
“It’s rare to see you like this.” Luo Qing Chen waved her hand, signaling for the maid who was playing the pipa to leave.
Talu sat down with a frown, “There is a young general that all the border countries are calling the Proud God. He just captured Close Shift three hours ago.”
“Banhe?” Luo Qing Chen was surprised when she heard this. For the first time, there was a look of worry that appeared in her eyes.
Although she hadn’t been in the palace for long, there weren’t that many brave and skilled people under Feng Yu.
After General Song returned from the battlefield, his right leg was injured and he never returned.
So who was this young general? Not only was he good at fighting, he was very good at organizing his troops.
The three cities of Close Shift were connected and surrounded by cliffs. The High Race Country had also sieged Close Shift before, but it was quite difficult even with the numbers. They had failed the attack and had suffered heavy losses.
“Yes.” Talu said in a thoughtful voice, “I’ve never seen this young general before, but I heard my subordinates say that he wears a silver mask on the battlefield. Could it be that his face is too scary?”
“It shouldn’t be that.” Luo Qing Chen handed a prepared military chart to Talu, “This is the adjustments that I made to our armies last time, you can follow this layout first. As for this young hero called the Proud God that I never heard before, I never heard of him in the palace when I was there. With such a powerful general, it will be hard for us to conquer their country.”
She and Talu had become close friends over the past year.
It was because they shared the common goal, killing their way into the Heavenly Court.
This goal had been an obsession for Talu because there was someone waiting for him there.
No matter how many years passed, no matter how he had to endure, it was all so he could return as a king.
No one could understand the pain he had been through and no one needed to understand.
“Nefer, I’ve never asked you before, why are you so obsessed with returning?” Talu looked at her with a confused look in his deep eyes.
Luo Qing Chen revealed a faint smile, “I’ve never asked you this question before, but our goal might be the same.”
Everyone knew that King Talu was a brave fighter and Princess Nefer was a skilled strategist. The two of them were working hard for the prosperity of the High Race Country.
The ‘knowing’ in their hearts was different from their purpose.
Talu was surprised as a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes. Although he had told Luo Qing Chen that his past name was Chi Heng, he never told her his identity or the experiences that he had gone through.
“Did you meet anyone in the palace?” This was the first time that Talu asked her about the palace in a year.
It wasn’t a strange thing when one thought about it. It hadn’t been long since he had become king. If it wasn’t for Princess Monasha’s status in the High Race Country, if she didn’t deeply love him.
He wouldn’t have become the king.
The two must get along to build trust. If it wasn’t for this year, Talu wouldn’t have asked her this question.
“Yes.” Luo Qing Chen took a sip of tea and said, “A very beautiful and a very kind person.”
Luo Qing Chen could see the changes in Talu’s face and his dark eyes turned a bit red.
She didn’t forget to ask, “She is my benefactor.”