July. Ningyu Pass in Jiacheng in the east.

Ningyu Pass is backed by the natural danger of Xilan Mountain, and it has always been a place where soldiers must fight.

Three hundred years ago, after the "Showa Change", Jiacheng Ningyu Pass was subordinate to the Xiying Kingdom, three hundred years of countless soldiers blood spilled outside Ningyu Pass outside the Luoyang Valley, even with the mud in the valley was dyed dark red, no one dared to stay here at sunset, because there is a legend that the Yin spirit of the fallen soldiers will haunt here.

At this time, the sun is setting, and the clouds on the horizon are dyed with brilliant crimson, reflecting the dark red Sunset Valley, which adds a bit of blood and mystery.

It was under such circumstances that two horses came slowly from outside the Valley of the Falling Sun, wanting to go to Jiacheng.

"Your Highness, I will return to Yancheng tomorrow."

It was the young man who was riding on a white horse, his eyebrows flew into his sideburns, he was dressed in black, he was full of style on the horse, and the bones of his hand holding the reins of the horse were distinct, only the tiger's mouth was calloused, and his waist was equipped with a sword, that is, at this moment when the light was a little dim, the sword was still glowing with a faint streamer, and at a glance it was clear that this sword was not ordinary.

"Born in Jiangmen, I was supposed to protect the territory of Xiying with enthusiasm, but because of my father's suspicion, I had to ask you to return to Yancheng, it's a pity!" The young man known as "His Highness" looks a few years older than the other person, although it is a very valuable identity, there is no frame for His Highness between words, which is really rare.

"If His Highness's words are heard by people with intentions, I am afraid that I will have to stay in Ningyuguan for several years." The young man in black smiled absently, in this barren mountain and wilderness, there would indeed be no third person to hear their conversation.

"Even if I stay in Ningyuguan with Qin Shuai all my life, what kind of pickled place Yancheng is, you and I both know it, after so many years, the only thing I'm worried about is that girl who is cautious."

Speaking of his sister, whom he hadn't seen for many years, a distant sigh suddenly escaped from his lips.

Since the White Moon Sect, since the queen mother was beheaded, their brother and sister have not seen each other for ten years.

"Your Highness is talking about Princess Qinhe?" Although the young man in black had never seen her, he was no stranger to the name "Shen Wei".

In the year when the princess of Qinhe Tang Shenwei was born, Daxia sent 100,000 soldiers and horses to attack Ningyuguan in Jiacheng, and after the bloody battle, Xiying State won, but his eldest brother, Qin Qinhe, the eldest son of the Qin family, was fifteen years old, but he also fell in this battle.

The word "Qinhe" in Tang Shenwei's title is that Emperor Xiying remembered Qin Qinhe's military exploits, in order to make the people of Xiying not forget the Qin family's efforts to protect the country.

"Qin Shi, when you return to Yancheng this time, I still have something to entrust."

"Your Highness, rest assured, as soon as Qin Shi returns to Yancheng, he will ask for orders to enter the palace."

Qin Qinshi and Tang Shenchu have known each other for many years, and they don't need Tang Shenchu to say in detail, so they know what to do.

"It's hard for you." Tang Shenchu patted Qin Qinshi on the shoulder.

Emperor Xiying was jealous of the Qin family's self-respect, so he specially ordered Qin Qinshi to return to Yancheng, and gave Qin Qinshi a chance to be filial to his mother and widowed sister.

In such a situation, wouldn't it be a big embarrassment for him to ask Qin Qin to take care of an unfavored princess in the palace?

At this time, the remnant sun was like blood, and the clouds were constantly changing shapes in the sky.

The blood dripping in the Valley of the Falling Sun has been deposited for three hundred years, and many people's lives have ended under the greed and desire of the royal family.

The final outcome of the "World of the Seven Kingdoms" began with this decision under the suspicion of Emperor Xiying.