The power behind them ranked among the very greatest even in that mighty nation. If they could gain its support, retaking the Han Palace Royal Court would not be impossible!
"Then take care, Prophet. I will send someone to find Minister Xiao at once. Rest assured, I will soon return to rescue you." The North Sea Emperor delayed no longer, hurrying down the Prophet Tower and leaving in haste.
Left alone, Nalan Hongchuo gazed over the entire Han Palace Royal Court, filled with melancholy. Ten years had passed since she had been ordered to come to the North Sea Kingdom and build their presence here. Now all her efforts had flowed away down the river, and Jiang Hao had caused it all. At this moment, she could not describe what she felt toward that man nearly ten years her junior.
Especially that time she had impersonated Han Qing-for some reason, her heart had actually stirred a little. After all, in that dream she had woven herself, although she had worn Han Qing's appearance, she and Jiang Hao had married and spent a lifetime together. Even if it had been a false performance turned real, she had borne his children.
All those memories remained in her heart, impossible to forget.
But she had overlooked one thing: she had provoked Jiang Hao again and again, and had even harbored murderous intentions. Whatever else he was, Jiang Hao was a man. A man with a temper could not accept someone who wanted him dead. At the very least, some punishment was necessary.
What Jiang Hao had not expected was that Nalan Hongchuo held such high standing in these North Sea people's eyes. People unafraid of death kept blocking his path, solely to stop him from approaching the Prophet Tower.
So many people, whether