A Pair of Eclipse Swords
Chapter : 237 – Anxiety
Upon seeing the head of the prince being grabbed by the princess, the spirit of all the soldiers seemed to be blown into the air. They feel desperate. It was clearly visible on their faces.
In fact, not everyone of them really wanted to rebel. It may even be that most are still loyal to the empire. But circumstances forced them. Soldiers are trained to obey the orders of any superior, indiscriminately and blindly. Therefore, when Prince Chang Song Ci was about to rebel, the soldiers had no other choice.
This reason was also the one who had doubted Sung Han's heart a little. Therefore he was a little grateful when the princess did not do the cleaning. He forgave the officers and soldiers who threw his sword, while those who were still desperate were forced to be killed.
That very night, Prince Chang Song Ci's palace in Leaf Town had changed hands. Unknowing servants and cooks or gardeners are left ignorant. They are still assigned as usual.
The soldiers of the former prince's subordinates were broken up and dispersed to become the troops of the other generals. And for an officer-ranked person or even a general from Leaf Town, his rank was demoted to that of an ordinary soldier.
The civil war, which was quite intense, lasted no more than five hours. The good news is that no residents were injured. Pretty good result .....
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"You stay here first" urged Song Zhu's daughter as she pulled Sung Hwa and Sung Han's hands. "Come ...."
"Sir, we can't linger here. You must be busy," Sung Hwa refused subtly. "Again .. we have some business, so–"
"Room? You guys need a room, right?" the princess had already interjected before Sung Hwa even finished his words. "There are many empty rooms here, wear one of them. Are you on your honeymoon?"
"Your face!" sergeant Sung Hwa.
Indeed, after the battle was over, Sung Hwa, Sung Han, Gu Ren, Khuang Peng and Nie Chi went to see the princess.
The woman was speechless when she saw the figure of Han Ji removing her makeup, as well as Xian Fa removing her beard. She immediately rushed into Sung Hwa's arms and said something vague with a great sobbing.
Afterwards, he apologized to Sung Han for his misunderstanding long ago. Perhaps he has been framed by the rebels who really want to worsen Sung Han's name.
After that, now, they were treated directly by the princess with various high-class foods that they rarely felt. As a warrior, just rice from the palace has become an extraordinary gift.
"Sung Hwa, stay first, your high speech is not to be denied," Gu Ren said as he picked up the cookies on the table. Then he laughed. "Hahaha, is your candidate unable to stand it."
"The dragon mouth that was never educated!" cela Sung Han's. He didn't wear all manner of manners at all. Because in the swordsman world, if it is friendly, all courtesy can even offend the person being spoken to. Assuming that manners are the embodiment of unbelief, consider the person not a friend but a stranger.
"Hahaha, I lost to you." Gu Ren sat back down and poked his cake. "I'm a lot of age, no one has yet glanced ...."
Sung Han looked at him flatly. He circulated his gaze and pointed to one corner of the room. "The waiter who's been there hasn't been since when to look at you."
Gu Ren flinched and immediately turned his head. Sure enough, the half-old maid immediately lowered her face with red cheeks. Similarly, Gu Ren laughed awkwardly.
"Oh, my gosh," muttered Sung Han complaining of seeing the behavior of two middle-aged people like a pair of teenagers just meeting the opposite sex.
"Please, just a few days," the princess continued to urge Sung Hwa.
"But ...." Sung Hwa went awry. So he glanced at Sung Han, handing over all the decisions to the young man.
The princess understood this, so she pulled Sung Han's coat, half dragging him forcibly inside. "Let me take you to your room."
"Wait, sire." Sung Han jerked his robe, ripping away from the tug of the wayward woman. He retreated and sighed a few times. "I'm sorry if it's not polite, we really don't have time to relax here" he said.
The princess pursed her lips. "Let's relax for a moment, can't you? I also want to have a conversation with Sung Hwa. What the hell is it?"
Sung Han and Sung Hwa exchanged lyrics doubtfully. Sung Han's eyes looked as if asking for Sung Hwa's opinion. The girl thought for a moment and nodded.
Sung Han looked back at the princess. "We ... If I don't see wrong, the time of the battle, see some Jeiji people."
Instantly the room that was enjoying a drink of food became silent. The previous one was noisy with the commotion of the people who boasted his prowess in that war, silenced instantly and listened attentively.
the three other main figures, the heir to the sacred heirloom, had already risen to their feet with pale faces.
"Our eyes are neither blurred nor even blind. We memorized the jaws and eye basins of the Jeiji people. You must be the same. And we heard some soldiers, on the sidelines of the battle, shouting in Jeiji. Before they finally spread out and were slaughtered," Sung Han replied.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The princess said, half reproaching. "Good, now means they're done, right? You're just worrying."
"Who knows?" sung Han replied with a question. "We can't be sure who the screams are for. What if the shout was aimed at the Jeiji warriors who were lurking from behind the shadows?"
Everyone's faces were filled with tension. They whispered to the next friend in an agitated tone. One of the generals got up from his chair and came over. She said.
"Paduka, what this swordsman master said is true. I was the one who fought with some of those Jeiji guys. But I never thought it was intended for someone outside the battle scene."
The princess's face flushed with anger. He raised his hand and plucked the young general's head. "Why haven't you reported it since?"
"Sorry ...."
Sung Han who saw this opportunity immediately retreated to Sung Hwa. The two of them then yelled again as Sung Han said goodbye. "Open, let us go to make sure of that. This is so disturbing to our hearts."
Without waiting for Song Zhu's daughter's approval, the two had already darted away leaving the palace.
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After that, the princess made the banquet after the victory of the war a kind of lightning meeting. He divided up the task to the generals and officers to comb through every part of Chang's empire.
While the couple went to any place. Until weeks later, they did some sort of "hunt" in this northern region. More precisely near the Heaven's Wall Mountains.
However, if they hope to meet the ronin who at this time are quite easy to find, is they only find Jeiji traders who carry katana swords. That's not what they're looking for.
At that time, Sung Han's worries grew even more intense when it came to the fact that all the samurai who had escaped during the battle at the fortress of Mustika Naga, and the ronin, seemed to have disappeared from the earth from this northern region.
Even the villages that the ronin plundered were back to how they were. The residents were delighted that the robbers from the outer empire had already left. However this only added to the anxiety of Sung Han and Sung Hwa.
"Other than they planned?"
One morning, Sung Han was so angry that he knocked down a tree. As he was about to knock down the second tree, Sung Hwa touched his hand and said softly.
"Calm down and sit down, I'm here, let's think together ...." The girl patiently led Sung Han to sit under one of the trees. He clasped Sung Han's hand tightly and placed his head on Sung Han's shoulder.
"You're restless" said Sung Hwa.
"Who is not agitated by such a situation? For months the Jeiji Empire had not moved. We're just waiting for each other, and it's more stressful than a large-scale battle!"
"Quiet ..., calm ...." Sung Han stroked Sung Hwa's chest. "There must be something."
"Whatis that? Weren't we looking for that 'something?"
The longer, Sung Han felt even more uneasy and unsettled. He never sat still. His eyes glanced here and there and Sung Hwa's hands turned into clutches.
After a while, Sung Hwa regained his senses. With a reddened face, he ripped himself off from Sung Han's body and dragged his body back a few meters from Sung Han.
"Sung Han, it's not time yet! You're a brash!" objurgation. And Sung Hwa's face was as red as an apple to his neck.
Sung Han scratched his nape, looking away. "I knew. You started it."
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