This folding fan was given to him by Xiao Mingzhao, so Tuoba Xiangtai also carried it with him. Almost subconsciously, he took it out and opened it, revealing a calligraphy and painting on it.
The painting depicted a cold moon at the border, ancient pines slanting across, pine branches supporting a half-moon, and watchtowers faintly visible in the distance, stretching out from the city wall.
The accompanying text read: Holding the fan to calm the storm, sharing the mountains and rivers with you!
So...
Tuoba Xiangtai's body trembled more and more severely.
In Luan'er's heart, this person who looked almost exactly like him, Luan'er wanted him to accompany her through the long nights, giving her the utmost comfort, and also to accompany her through countless fleeting years, staying together until old age.
But to him, she only wanted to share the mountains and rivers?
He, Tuoba Xiangtai, with a heart full of true love, could only share the mountains and rivers, but not spend the long nights together?
Tuoba Xiangtai couldn't hold it back anymore, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out wildly.
The crimson blood stained his clothes, making him look disheveled in an instant, not as dashing and carefree as Xiangxiang, but he was still angry and sad, and his heart surged with infinite desolation.
He shouted: "You, you, you..."
"You and Luan'er are true love?"
"Then who am I?"
"I, I became your substitute?"
"I, I'm your fucking substitute?"
Xiangxiang smiled indifferently and snapped his fingers: "Congratulations, you got it right!"
"So, you and Luan'er are true love?"
"I'm just a tool Luan'er found to govern the world when she's lonely?"
The smile on Xiangxiang's face grew richer: "Oh, you even know how to answer quickly?!"
"Pfft!"
Tuoba Xiangtai spurted out another mouthful of fresh blood.
This mouthful of blood was even thicker, almost entirely soaking his clothes, making his already crimson clothes look even more bloody, so much so that even the barbarian soldiers next to him couldn't bear to watch.
Just as they were about to speak, they saw Tuoba Xiangtai's eyes turn red.
"I'll fucking kill you!"
"How dare you compete with me for Luan'er, you deserve to die!"
Suddenly, Tuoba Xiangtai drew out a dagger. The dagger had a sharp edge, and the hilt was inlaid with turquoise, looking very extraordinary. He immediately wanted to stab Xiangxiang, who was sitting on the tiger chair.
Just then, the barbarian soldier guarding the door rushed in.
"Third Prince, the army has been reorganized..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a terrifying scene that shocked the guarding barbarian.
The Third Prince was sitting on the tiger chair, and below him was an assassin covered in blood, holding a bright and sharp blade, acting like a madman, wanting to assassinate the Third Prince!
How could this be?!
Although the Third Prince was often outrageous, wanting his brothers' lives just because they looked at Xiao Mingzhao one more time, he was still the Third Prince, the current Lord of the Grassland!
As a gate guard, how could he watch the Third Prince be assassinated?
Immediately, his figure turned into a stream of light, rushing up from behind. He exerted his strength, and his speed was so fast that in an instant, he rushed behind the assassin, raised his foot, and kicked out fiercely.
"Clang!" A loud noise.
The assassin was kicked heavily onto a table and chairs next to him by his thick and solid foot. Because this kick was too fierce and vicious, it made the assassin go soft all over, and his forehead hit the corner of the desk, causing him to bleed profusely, adding a few more points to the bloodstains on his body.
Seeing such an effect, the gate guard felt a little relieved, knowing that this kick had saved the Third Prince.
He even felt a little proud in his heart.
With such a life-saving merit, shouldn't the Third Prince reward him well?
Maybe even promote him?!
After kneeling down, he bowed and said: "Your Highness, the villain has been captured by your subordinate, please rest assured..."
The hall was completely silent, except for the struggling sound of the assassin trying to get up but failing, there was no other sound.
Xiangxiang, sitting on the tiger chair, was dumbfounded!
"Fuck, I really became Tuoba Xiangtai?"
"From a substitute to a regular?"
Unfortunately, this thought didn't last long for Xiangxiang, because the barbarian soldiers in the tent finally reacted and hurried to help Tuoba Xiangtai up from the ground.
Tuoba Xiangtai, who finally got up again, looked even more disheveled, with blood-stained clothes and a bruised and swollen face.
If the previous Tuoba Xiangtai was a graceful young master in the turbid world, the current Tuoba Xiangtai was like a beggar begging along the street in a prosperous age, accompanied by his surging, irrepressible madness and anger.
"Bastard!"
"You don't even recognize me?"
"How dare you attack me?"
The gate guard turned pale with fright.
What?
Saved the wrong person?
The person he just kicked fiercely was the Third Prince Tuoba Xiangtai?
Then... who is the one sitting on the tiger chair, holding a folding fan, and looking dashing and carefree?
No, they look so similar, and he came in a hurry, how could he tell the difference?
He hurriedly begged for mercy: "Your Highness, I, I, I accidentally saw it wrong, it's just too similar, he looks more like you than you do, I, I..."
"I have poor eyesight..."
It would have been better if he hadn't said this, but once he did, it hit the deepest fear in Tuoba Xiangtai's heart, and his anger rose accordingly. With a wave of his hand, he shouted hysterically: "Cut him down, cut him down, cut him down..."
The blade fell, and the gate guard's head fell to the ground.
The anger on Tuoba Xiangtai's face did not dissipate in the slightest, but became more and more intense. After all, what the gate guard said was right, this Xiangxiang looked too similar!
Too similar, ridiculously similar!
So similar... that it instantly shattered the love of Luan'er in his heart!
"She doesn't love me!"
"She doesn't love me!"
"I poured my heart out to her, and she still doesn't love me!"
"If we can't be together alive, then we'll be buried in the same grave after death!"
Tuoba Xiangtai's eyes became a bit sharper, and he immediately gave an order. One of the guards immediately took a knife and approached Xiangxiang step by step.
Xiangxiang's face showed no fear.
Good, good, Xiao Mingzhao gave him a heart full of hope, and then shattered it in an instant. He no longer cared about life and death, but before he died, he wanted to make Xiao Mingzhao uncomfortable, and make this Tuoba Xiangtai uncomfortable.
He...
What does it matter if he dies?
Immediately, he stood up and went straight for the blade.
The blade pierced him?
No, he took the initiative to seek death!
The sharp blade pierced his chest, staining a patch of blood. Xiangxiang died on the spot with a satisfied smile on his face!
But this scene deeply stung Tuoba Xiangtai again.
For some reason, seeing this Xiangxiang, who looked so much like him, being so detached even in death, his heart seemed to boil, jealousy surged, and he felt like he was going to explode!
Holding the dagger, he was about to return to the inner courtyard to find Xiao Mingzhao.
A barbarian guard next to him hurriedly stopped him: "Your Highness, our army stationed outside the city is being jointly attacked by the imperial army and the border army. Now is the time when Your Majesty needs to step forward and take charge of the overall situation. Your Highness, do not ruin our barbarian's great cause because of temporary romantic feelings..."
"Slap!"
Tuoba Xiangtai casually waved a palm, hitting the guard in the face, forcing him back. His face showed a complex expression, with sorrow, jealousy, madness, and hysteria...
Just not a trace of calmness.
"Take charge of the overall situation?"
"Take charge of your mother!"
"Can't you see? Luan'er is about to run off with someone else, and you expect me to fucking take charge of the situation? If Luan'er leaves, my world will collapse. To hell with taking charge!"
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