Xie Liangchen looked at Chang Yue: "Could you capture him?"
Chang Yue whispered: "Now that we know his whereabouts, capturing him is not difficult, but..."
Xie Liangchen understood the meaning behind Chang Yue's words, something she had pondered for a long time: "He's not alone, and he may have other intentions for coming to Lingqiu."
For now, let's observe the situation; if we notice any unusual activity, it's not too late to act.
Xie Liangchen lifted her head to look at the setting sun, a moment of haze in her mind prevented her from recalling the looks of her father and mother. After a lifetime, can she still see them?
...
Xiao Xingzong stood on the hillside, gazing at Lingqiu, with his two adopted sons behind him: the eighth Hu Gu, and the eleventh Zong Pu.
Xiao Xingzong had adopted thirteen sons in Liao, who achieved great feats for him. At their peak, even Liao nobles would change their expressions upon hearing the Thirteenth Prince.
