Hearing Qiu Tu's words, the woman sitting opposite him nodded gently and then spoke softly, "Lord Qiu, my elder brother did indeed say that."
Upon hearing the woman's words, Qiu Tu's gaze fell on her.
The woman before him was very beautiful, but she wasn't like Zhao Ji, the icy beauty, or Guan Xiao, the kind of woman with innate charm. Instead, she had the aura of a well-read, respectable lady from a distinguished family.
Such a temperant isn't sothing that can be cultivated in just one or two generations. It's rarely seen, even in the chaotic tis of the Cataclysm, let alone in Qiu Tu's previous life.
The woman's na was Su Wanqing, and she was the cousin of Kou Xuan and Kou Yu.
Her mother and Kou Xuan and Kou Yu's father were siblings, so she was considered half a mber of the Kou family.
Qiu Tu originally planned to have a normal workday today, continuing to solidify the foundation of the Four States. However, Guan Xiao brought her over.
According to Guan Xiao, Su Wanqing arrived in Dongye State this afternoon.
Upon reaching Dongye State, she used the contacts left by the Sixth Sanctuary Envoy Team to reach out to the Security Bureau, requesting an audience with Qiu Tu.
Guan Xiao checked with Qiu Tu's secretary, Tao Yaoyao, and confird that Qiu Tu was available, so she brought Su Wanqing along.
Qiu Tu was quite curious about Su Wanqing's visit, wondering in what capacity she ca and what she intended to do, so he t with her.
The result was that Su Wanqing surprised Qiu Tu with an unexpected proposition: the Kou family wanted to seek peace? And they were offering terms more generous than even those of Princess Xi?
This approach indeed caught Qiu Tu off guard.
The enemy wants to surrender before a battle? And they want to join forces with you?
Could there be a conspiracy hidden within?
Therefore, he didn't give his answer imdiately. His mind raced, analyzing the true intentions of the Kou family, while he cautiously asked,
"If I agree to your terms, how will you deal with Princess Xi and the Heir of Prince Kang?"
Hearing Qiu Tu's question, Su Wanqing gently replied, "My brother's aning is: to ensure the smooth transition of the Sixth Sanctuary, the Heir of Prince Kang must be brought back to the Sanctuary to continue as the 'Virtual Monarch'."
Her voice was like a stream flowing through the mountains, clear and lodious, yet with a soft, delicate touch rarely found in Northwest won. Each word landed lightly on one's heart like a feather.
"As for Princess Xi, since she conspired to murder the Queen and King Kang, her cri is unforgivable, so she can only be executed."
"However..." Up to this point, Su Wanqing paused, her delicate, small face showing a hint of confusion, yet she continued, "However, my brother's intention is that since you need to establish authority, you should be the one to execute Princess Xi."
The woman couldn't understand why Kou Xuan arranged it this way, but Qiu Tu understood instantly:
The Heir of Prince Kang couldn't die, but Princess Xi had to "die."
As for whether it was a real death or a fake one, the Kou family didn't care. As long as Princess Xi left the political stage of the Sixth Sanctuary, it sufficed.
Whether she was kept in captivity by Qiu Tu as a canary or truly executed, it depended on Qiu Tu's will. In the historical records, it would only be a single sentence.
To be honest, if Qiu Tu hadn't believed in the Kou family's plea for peace at all before, now he actually believed it a little.
Thinking this, Qiu Tu asked again, "If our two sides cooperate, how should I penetrate the internal affairs of the Sixth Sanctuary?"
Su Wanqing looked up at Qiu Tu, her small, delicate face white as milk, her eyebrows like distant hills, slender and curved, like mountain ranges faintly visible in a light mist, exuding gentleness and tranquility.
She spoke softly, "My brother says... sa as your previous plan. Send an envoy to the Sixth Sanctuary to understand the situation, then have him die on the territory of the Sixth Sanctuary."
"Afterward, use this as an excuse to send troops to the Sixth Sanctuary."
Hearing Su Wanqing's words, Qiu Tu's eyes narrowed sharply.
A few days ago, Princess Xi also discussed the sa question with him, asking how to penetrate into the internal affairs of the Sixth Sanctuary.
At that ti, Qiu Tu gave a mysterious smile, leaving the question unanswered. But actually,
Her eyes were like a clear spring, crystal clear and deep, with a twinkle as if stars were flashing in them, carrying a misty aura reminiscent of Jiangnan's rains. Each gaze seed to tell an ancient and touching story. Her nose was straight and small, like a mountain peak adorning the center of her face, adding a touch of nobility to her. Her lips were a natural crimson, like cherry blossoms blooming in spring, vivid yet elegant, always carrying a gentle smile at the corners.
She wore a water-blue long dress, the fabric made of the finest silks, light and floaty, as if flowing water waves.
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When he kissed Larilo earlier, Qiu Tu noticed that the Evil God seed a bit different from ordinary humans.
Their lips and bodies seed softer? More supple? Warr?
So, even with this simple little act, Qiu Tu felt an ultimate pleasure.
'Is this the taste of an Evil God?'
'It's really nice!'
Maybe sensing Qiu Tu awakening, Larilo exerted more effort into her movents.
Thus, very soon, Qiu Tu admitted defeat, foaming at the mouth.
After finishing the first 'battle,' Qiu Tu wanted to have a good talk with Larilo, to ask her why she had returned.
However, before he could speak, the next second, Larilo changed tactics: using her fair chest to comfort Qiu Tu's comrade.
Qiu Tu was montarily stunned, instinctively feeling sothing was wrong.
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