For the Sacrificial Knife and Altar 
He knows his Liu Yue too well. If she is clear-headed, she would never betray him. She definitely won’t. Their love would survive anything, it definitely will.
What’s more, the other party is someone who she has a huge hatred for, Dugu Ye.
Yes, there must be an inside story to all of this.
“She must have her own scheme.” Xuanyuan Che said. In a split second, his turbulent feelings slightly calmed down.
When Qiu Hen heard this, as before, he wrinkled his eyebrows. Lowering his voice, he said: “From the rumors, it was said that she had personally said it herself. She said that Dugu Ye could protect her and that you, my Emperor couldn’t. So she…”
“Shut up.” Qiu Hen was only able to say half of his words when Xuanyuan Che immediately shouted loudly to interrupt Qiu Hen’s words.
“What kind of person Yue is, aren’t you guys clear on that? Protect her? Humph! Even if the whole world believes it, you guys can’t.” His voice was severe. Xuanyuan Che firmly swept his gaze across the three people who had their head bowed.
“Yes.” Qiu Hen and Yan Hu immediately replied loudly.
They also want to believe their wangfei but it’s just simply that this rumor is too reasonable and a lot of people had seen them. Even the spies from Tian Chen had seen them together. So telling them not to believe is really…
“Emperor, Dugu Ye already announced that the twenty-second of the twelfth lunar month, he and wangfei… that… marry.”
“Prepare my horse.” His complexion was profound. Xuanyuan Che’s eyebrows became vertical. With a wave of his hand, he walked towards the door in quick steps.
He doesn’t trust the words of outsiders. He only trusts himself.
He’s going to find her and find out exactly what is happening.
“Emperor, right now we’re sending troops to Zhao country. At such a critical juncture…” Yan Hu didn’t even finish his words when Xuanyuan Che had already walked far away.
“Liu Chuan, Zhou city…” In the distant, Xuanyuan Che’s cold ‘humph’ resounded in the horizon. His Tian Chen doesn’t absolutely need him to keep watch in order to go to battle.
The cold wind, with a ‘hu hu’1, blew by, piercing and ice-cold.
Four people on horseback, in the cold wind, advanced towards the vast and obscure North. They were almost flying towards Ao Yun country.
Cold, when the weather was still cold.
“Report! Bei Mu’s 500,000 troops and horses have arrived at our Ao Yun’s Shen Lan mountain pass.”
1hu hu: (onom.) sound of the wind or the breathing of sb who is sound asleep
T/N: Guess who’s back 😛