Warlord of the Xili Kingdom
Replacing Position

Throughout the day, Xin'er just kept quiet like never before. The cheerful girl was now suddenly gloomy because of the words of the Queen Mother the other day. The shadow of defeat seemed to dance in his mind and make himself slumped and bowed in sorrow.

Yoona was once a military soldier. Various martial skills he mastered. But, Xin'er's weak body seemed to block her inner power movement. It needs special training so that this weak body can compromise with Yoona's brain and muscles beforehand.

A long breath sounded from his mouth. At the moment, he is really frustrated with the problems he faces. Moreover, this matter was directly related to the Third Prince and the Queen Mother.

Did he have to give up and choose to leave willingly to leave the Third Prince? Isn't that a good reason to get divorced, considering she doesn't love her husband?

Oh, my God, it's so dizzy!

Rather than dizzy thinking about this alone, it was better to say it to the Third Prince. Yeah, that's what it's supposed to be!

There was a room door pushed open by someone, and closed it again when he had entered the room completely. A tall, well-built man wearing a black veil that covered his face completely, was seen walking over. No need to ask who that man is! Because, Xin'er knew that the man was her husband.

'It's a coincidence that he's coming!' xin'er thought

With a sweet smile expanding, Xin'er welcomed the arrival of her husband who was currently directly sitting beside her. "Hi!" said brief.

The prince simply nodded back his wife's greeting. He took something out from under his clothes, then handed it to Xin'er. His wife's forehead shriveled to look at the object in her husband's hand

"What's this?" xin'er asked confusedly.

The prince chuckled at his wife's question. "Don't you know what this thing is?" he asked back.

Xin'er clucked before saying, "Ckk. I know it's a folding fan. What do I mean, why did you give me this fan?"

"Didn't that woman like this kind of fan?" Instead of answering, the Prince asked again. "This fan you can use to repel fatigue and heat that attacks your body" explained the Prince while opening the fan.

Xin'er seemed uninterested in her husband's gift. He throttled while pursing his lips and turning his face away. 'Chih. What's the fan for? I don't like that thing!'

Looking at Xin'er who was not even willing to look at the thing she was holding, Zhaoling could only smile bitterly while shaking his head. He just wanted to make Xin'er happy. But the girl wasn't even interested. The only way is ...

"It's not an ordinary fan" Zhaoling said, and it's true that it caught Xin'er's attention. Seeing his wife turn his head even a little, Zhaoling was happy and continued his words. "This is actually a secret weapon" he said, opening the fan and showing it to Xin'er. When the fan was opened, it saw a blade that glittered due to its sharpness.

"Folden knife," Xin'er screeched with sparkling eyes. "It's great" she said, seizing it from her husband's hand.

The prince clucked his throat when he heard Xin'er's words. "Why are you different from other girls? All girls love valuables and luxury, while you love all forms of weapons. Was it in your previous life that you were a knight?" cibir Prince.

Xin'er was stunned for a moment, then smiled. "Yes. Think of it like that,"

Although he was made distrustful of the behavior of his wife who liked guns, but the Third Prince still smiled. "When I can't protect my wife, you can protect yourself. With this folding fan gun, you can look elegant without showing the cruelty side."

Zhaoling as a Warlord, certainly can not always be beside his wife to continue to protect. He was afraid that danger would come to his wife when she was not around. Zhaoling always worried about Xin'er's situation in the Palace while on the battlefield, rather than his own safety when fighting the enemy.

The look on his sad face was obvious from the Third Prince's way of speaking. But, this chat should he use to open the gap to ask permission from her husband. Hesitatingly, Xin'er expressed her wish.

"Your Majesty. If you're worried about me, how about I go to the biggest kung fu school?" xin'er's question managed to shock the Third Prince.

Hearing her husband's startled tone of speech, Xin'er tried to explain her purpose. "I want to be good at martial arts. As you said, if I should be able to protect myself from all the dangers. Therefore, I want to train in physical strength!" explained.

Xin'er did not reveal the real reason. She did not want her husband to worry and defy the Queen Mother. After all, the old woman was his grandmother. So, Xin'er did not want to make it difficult for the Prince to choose between himself and his grandmother.

"Are you not a swordsman? You are also definitely a martial arts expert," the Prince said without turning his head. He was thinking hard to find out why his wife wanted to study. Zhaoling was sure, Xin'er must have been oppressed by others again to the point of making him ask for something like this. "Can't! You mustn't leave the Palace, let alone to study which takes a very long time!" he still refused to stare.

Xin'er bowed listlessly. She had expected the answer her husband would give. The prince would definitely not allow himself to leave the palace, even if it was a short time. The girl racked her brain harder to figure out how to train physically and learn martial arts before the game time came. 'Oh yes,'

"alright. If you don't let me out of the Palace to study, then you can allow me to enter the military camp!" cetus Xin'er suddenly.

Zhaoling immediately turned to his wife. He was inexhaustible with Xin'er's way of thinking. What's wrong with her? Why was he so determined to train in physical strength? What happens when I'm not around?

A wide variety of questions kept dancing in Zhaoling's mind at this time. He doesn't know what to say at the moment. The shadow of fear of what happened twenty years ago strikes him again. His body trembled with the cold sweat flooding in. The fateful incident was witnessed and experienced by himself, making him phobic about the cruelty of fire. But, seeing Xin'er's expectant gaze made her heartless.

"alright. But, you alone must ask permission to enter the military! I can't help anything" said the Prince.

Xin'er's face immediately looked up at the words of her husband. "really! You're letting me into the military? Aaahh, thank you my husband!" unknowingly, the Prince's body tightly embraced. She was too happy to embrace her husband so affectionately. "I promise you, I won't be there forever. Only a month," he continued, still hugging the Prince's body.

Zhaoling smiled happily at Xin'er's special treatment in her opinion. He returned his wife's embrace by rubbing Xin'er's back. "Go! I will support whatever your decision is!"

"good. I'll go to the Commander to talk about this. You should also accompany me, yes!" pinta Xin'er made the Third Prince confused.

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After a chat with his wife that afternoon, Zhaoling rushed to meet his two shadow bodyguards. Liu Wei and Yu Xuan. He recounts Xin'er's request and needs help from both of her friends. Zhaoling did not want his wife to be hurt by heavy training in the military. But, looking at Xin'er's expectant gaze, her heart became melted. He will also find out the reason behind Xin'er's wishes.

Zhaoling asked one of them to disguise themselves as the Third Prince, so that Xin'er would not be suspicious for asking to meet together. Initially, Zhaoling hesitated and would be honest with his wife that the Third Prince and the Warlord were the same person, namely himself. But, there is something that makes him still have to hide behind a black veil or mask to the left of his face.

Both Liu Wei and Yu Xuan. Both of them refused when asked to become the Third Prince. But the threat of Zhaoling made them unable to dwell and could only comply without protest.

"It's better for Liu Wei to go undercover. His body is taller and his way of speaking is almost similar to yours," Yu Xuan proposed. In fact, he did not want Zhaoling to choose himself to change positions to become the Third Prince. He was more afraid if he mispronounced and made Zhaoling even more angry.

Liu Wei clucked bitterly as Yu Xuan proposed to him. "Actually, the main reason is that you don't want to do it! You want to be duty-free and go around as you please without burden, "always with a throb.

Zhaoling frowned hearing Liu Wei's words. "So do you think replacing my position for a moment is a burden?" the ferocious mode has been on. This was the Zhaoling that everyone feared, cold and flat. The aura that came out showed that he was currently angry.

The hearts of both of them instantly became concerned with the fast-paced heart. Fear was evident from the faces of the two. "Bu-not that, sir. We-we just .." Both of them can't say anything because they're too nervous right now.

"So? Do you want to do it?" ask Zhaoling back. Both of them nodded quickly to confirm it. Zhaoling's expression turned friendly again after hearing the readiness of the two. "Good! Come to my residence tomorrow and replace me as the Third Prince. See you tomorrow!" he said he was excited as he walked away.

Liu Wei and Yu Xuan exhaled violently after briefly holding their breath when they saw Zhaoling's anger earlier. They thought that Zhaoling would hit and kick both of them. But, he turned into happy as they agreed to his request.

"Oh yes," the two looked back because Zhaoling had not completely left. "Don't make Xin'er suspicious, if you're not me! Make sure as closely as possible that he believes that you are the Third Prince" he continued.

The two looked pensive while looking at each other. Then, he stared at Zhaoling's increasingly smaller back and disappeared behind the door of the military headquarters. "What if you mispronounce or misbehave? It will surely make him even more angry" the two complained as they lowered their heads.