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The army of the Blue-Robed Kingdom surged like a tide, quickly arriving at the city gates. However, unexpectedly, they were not attacking the rumored Qingluan Kingdom, but rather the Green Willow Kingdom. The commander was not the rumored Luo Leng, but Luo Han.
That day, after bidding farewell to Wen Qing'er on Qinggeng Peak, Luo Han felt as if a thick layer of gloom had enveloped his heart. The sense of loss and melancholy left him disheartened.
He trudged back to the Blue-Robed Kingdom with heavy steps. As soon as he entered the palace, he unexpectedly overheard his younger brother, Luo Leng, passionately suggesting to their father that they take advantage of the recent marriage between Qingluan and Green Willow, while their alliance was still unstable, to directly seize the capital of Qingluan Kingdom and establish the dominance of the Blue-Robed Kingdom.
Their father frowned and paced back and forth in the hall. After much contemplation, he did not agree to Luo Leng's radical plan.
Seeing this, Luo Leng's ambition and resentment grew stronger. A glint of malice flashed in his eyes as he devised a sinister plot.
He approached Luo Han's residence with a beaming smile and said softly, "Brother, I have something important to discuss. This matter is highly confidential, and I fear there may be ears on the other side of the wall. If Father hears about it, he will surely be angry. Let’s meet outside at Mist Rain Tower."
Luo Han suspected nothing and nodded in agreement.
When Luo Han arrived at Mist Rain Tower at the appointed time, he was surprised to find that it was actually a brothel.
The person he was looking for turned out to be the establishment's top courtesan, Sharo.
Luo Han had known Sharo since childhood because she had always been his brother Luo Leng's playmate. He never imagined that Sharo would end up in a brothel.
What surprised him even more was that Luo Leng was actually a regular customer there.
The two sat across from each other in an elegantly decorated room filled with a faint fragrance.
Luo Han cleared his throat gently and asked, "Sharo, how did you end up here?"
Sharo revealed a helpless smile on his face and slowly said, "Life has forced me into this situation; I have no choice."
The two engaged in quiet conversation while patiently waiting for Luo Leng's arrival. However, what they received instead was an assassin sent by Luo Leng.
The assassins were a man and a woman, working in perfect harmony, one in the light and the other in the shadows. The male assassin suddenly leaped through the window, his arrow shooting towards Luo Han like lightning.
Luo Han reacted quickly, instinctively raising his hand to protect his chest, but he was still a moment too late; the arrow struck his chest.
Fortunately, the "Weeping Dragon's Grievance" he held in front of him absorbed some of the impact of the arrow.
Luo Han fell backward, pretending to be dead. Taking advantage of the assassins' momentary lapse in vigilance, he suddenly sprang up and swiftly turned the tables on them, eliminating both assassins.
They instantly realized this was Luo Leng's scheme. Luo Han decisively feigned death, while Sharo quickly wrote a letter to Luo Leng stating, "Because of my actions, I have caused the death of the Crown Prince. I have no face to meet the world again; I can only atone with my death."
The two then quickly set fire to Mist Rain Tower, retreating into the shadows to wait for their opportunity.
Upon learning of his brother's death, Luo Leng felt a surge of joy; he had not only removed a significant obstacle to his ascension to the throne but also shifted the blame for his infatuation with courtesans onto Luo Han—truly a two-birds-with-one-stone plan.
That night, he eagerly placed his father under house arrest and boldly ascended to the throne himself.
Unexpectedly, at a critical moment, Luo Han emerged from nowhere, using his intelligence and hidden strength to successfully reclaim the throne.
At this time, Sharo approached Luo Han, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he suggested that Luo Han lead an army against Green Willow Kingdom to catch them off guard and personally retrieve Wen Qing'er.
Upon hearing news of the Blue-Robed Kingdom's army approaching, the high-ranking officials of Green Willow Kingdom were thrown into chaos as they rushed towards Tenshukaku, their hurried steps nearly breaking the stairs of Tenshukaku.
Gongsun Huima, dressed in imposing armor and wearing a shining helmet, stood atop the city tower.
His resolute gaze looked down at the city, where the troops of the Blue-Robed Kingdom gathered in a dark mass, like a surging sea with no end in sight, but there was not a hint of fear on his face.
Luo Han rode alone and slowly approached the city gate, his tall figure particularly striking under the sunlight.
He raised his head and shouted loudly, "Gongsun Huima, I currently have one hundred thousand elite troops, while your Green Willow Kingdom has only about thirty thousand, including the old and weak. You are no match for us. But to be fair, I challenge you to a one-on-one duel. If I win, Wen Qing'er will come with me; if I lose, I swear I will never set foot in your Green Willow Kingdom again."
"A very cheap deal!" Huima's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a confident smile.
He turned his head and looked gently at Wen Qing'er beside him, softly saying, "Do you know why I am called Huima?"
Wen Qing'er was completely taken aback that he would ask such a question at such a critical moment; she paused for a moment and then gently shook her head.
A hint of complex emotion flashed in Huima's eyes as he slowly said, "Since my birth, I have lived in the shadow of my father and even my grandfather. I cannot do what I want to do. Those vassals who claim to have my best interests at heart impose their unfulfilled dreams upon me. I love painting; on the day of my coming-of-age ceremony, I passionately created a painting—a tranquil and beautiful pastoral landscape.
When I presented this painting to my father, it was transformed into a warhorse fighting on the battlefield. This was all orchestrated by those vassals. My father then believed that I aspired to the battlefield and named me Huima. Haha, although I stand above thousands of people and seem to be in a position of glory, everything is beyond my control; I don't even have the freedom to choose a wife. They forced Chuan and you upon me and pressured me to expand our family line—haha!"
Huima actually laughed until tears came; he gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and continued, "But now it's different; it's time for me to take charge. Today, I will fight for myself, to protect the woman I love from being taken away by others."
With that, he tightly gripped the longsword in his hand, his eyes filled with determination as he leaped down from the city tower.
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