But the problem is, the time is too short!

If this continues for a hundred or so years...even fifty years, two generations may be enough to gradually eliminate the national hatred.

But eighteen years is too short and absolutely impossible!

Da Zhao and Bei Qi became a family?

It’s a bit fanciful!

"Now that I am gone, why can't you and I sit down and talk about cooperation?!"

Emperor Zhao looked at Li Beifeng calmly.

"Do you think it's possible?"

Li Beifeng said calmly.

"Why not?"

Li Beifeng said coldly: "How many people of our Northern Qi royal family did you massacre in Da Zhao? In this blood feud, our people in Northern Qi and you, Da Zhao, are at odds with each other!"

"There are no eternal enemies in the world, only eternal interests!"

Emperor Zhao sighed softly: "If Northern Qi really wants to restore the country and gain a firm foothold, do you think you can get around Da Zhao?"

"Or are you saying that you, Northern Qi, are already confident that you can rival Dazhao?"

Li Beifeng remained silent, staring coldly at Emperor Zhao in front of him.

"What on earth do you want to say?"

Of course he knew very well that even though Northern Qi's wings were gradually gaining strength, it was almost impossible to compete with Da Zhao.

Even though Jokhang is now in civil strife, as a unified country, its strength cannot be underestimated.

The Northern Qi Dynasty wanted to compete with the Zhao Dynasty, but it was just a fool's errand.

Right now, for Northern Qi's rapid rise, the person who needs to be thanked the most is probably Zhao Qi!

"I plan to hand over this kingdom of Dazhao to Ying'er!"

Emperor Zhao spoke calmly.

Li Beifeng was shocked and stared at him in disbelief: "What do you mean?"

"Ying'er is the most suitable person to lead Jokhang. Apart from being a daughter, she is my favorite heir! But now, none of this is important..."

Emperor Zhao looked at Li Beifeng calmly: "I want to support her to ascend to the throne!"

Hearing the news, Li Beifeng's heart trembled, still a little unbelievable.

Zhao Ying takes over?

Did she inherit the Jokhang throne?

Queen Jokhang?!

If it had been anyone else, this news might have been a bit shocking, but Li Beifeng was only briefly shocked and quickly calmed down.

He stared at Emperor Zhao and said, "What does this have to do with me?"

What is the connection between the change of imperial power in Dazhao and the crown prince of Northern Qi?

Why did Emperor Zhao mention this to him?!

"Ying'er is the most suitable and the only person who can lead Dazhao. She is different from Zhao Jing and Zhao Qi. Only if she takes the position can we peacefully coexist with you, Northern Qi!"

Emperor Zhao paused for a moment and said, "Perhaps, we can put aside the grudges between our two countries and turn the hostility into friendship!"

He looked at Li Beifeng quietly. Judging from Ying'er's reaction just now, Emperor Zhao was keenly aware that the relationship between Ying'er and Li Beifeng was unusual.

Since he is the prince of Northern Qi, why does Ying'er know him so well?

Why can he call Ying'er again?

Emperor Zhao already had some speculation in his mind!

Li Beifeng just sneered: "Do you think I believe it?"

Resolve the grievances between the two countries?

It sounds nice. How to resolve the blood feud between the two countries?

"Marriage!"

Emperor Zhao looked at Li Beifeng and said slowly: "I can betroth Ying'er to you!"

At this moment, Li Beifeng, who originally had a sneer on his face, was instantly stunned.

…

The cold evening wind blew in the deep palace.

In autumn, the Jokhang Palace feels a little more desolate.

Perhaps due to the successive defeats in the war ahead, the news spread to the capital and also to the palace.

Countless people in the palace feel uneasy about their fate!

Jokhang Forbidden Land.

For several months, the inside and outside of the forbidden area became desolate.

The imperial army that used to guard this place has also disappeared.

A figure dressed in plain white appeared outside the forbidden area, her long snowy skirt swaying gently in the wind, and the green gauze draped behind her back fluttering gently.

Behind the soft and slender hands, a dignified and noble temperament is instantly revealed.

Three thousand blue hairs were combed and combed behind her back with bamboo hairpins as flowing clouds. A pair of scissor-sharp eyes were as clear as water, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in them. No makeup was applied, and her face was facing the sky, but she still looked beautiful.

Her gentle footsteps stepped on the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound.

Not long after, she stopped in the courtyard and looked into the room with cold eyes.

The dusty door was slightly closed, as if no one had been there for a long time.

But she could feel the sound of breathing inside the wall.

She gently raised her hand and waved her sleeves sideways.

In an instant, a strong gust of wind came out of his sleeves.

"Bang!"

The closed door fell apart in an instant.

Dust filled the air, and a thin figure could be seen dimly sitting cross-legged on a futon.

He was as skinny as a stick, as if there was not much flesh on his body, his head was lowered, and his withered white hair was messy, as if he hadn't taken care of it for several years.

The violent sound seemed to disturb the old man on the futon.

He felt a little movement and slowly raised his head.

Under the withered white hair, there is an old face, with deep sunken eye sockets, like two black holes, which looks shocking.

"It's you again!"

The hoarse voice was like a dying old man, without a trace of strength.

"What are you doing here?!"

Outside the door, the woman in white said in a cold tone: "I want an answer!"

silence!

The old man said, "You haven't found the answer yet?"

She remained silent.

After a long time, she said coldly: "Now our Jokhang Building is about to collapse and there are many crises. As the guardian of Jokhang, why do you live here so far?!"

"What does Dazhao's life and death have to do with me?"

"Why?"

The old man did not answer this question.

Her voice was particularly cold: "Are you from Zhao Jing?!"

The old man shook his head: "I don't belong to anyone!"

"I will kill him!"

Her eyes were cold and murderous.

The old man still didn't say anything, but after a long silence, he glanced at her, with a hint of surprise in his expression.

"Your strength seems to have improved a lot compared to the last time we met. Presumably, you are not far away from that step, right?"

However, he soon shook his head again.

"The strength is good, but you are still no match for me!"
Chapter completed!