Reborn as a prince, achieve the pinnacle of power

The solemn and dignified conference room has now been transformed into a signing venue full of ceremony after careful arrangements by the staff at noon.

In the center of the conference room, a long dark wooden table was placed steadily, covered with a piece of exquisite velvet cloth. The deep green color was like the deep sea, calm and solemn.

On the table, there are two prepared contracts, written in black and white, clearly visible. They are quietly waiting for the fate of being signed, like two silent mountains, waiting for the moment to be conquered.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs on the top of the conference room, emitting a soft and bright light, illuminating the entire conference room, like a bright moon illuminating the night.

On both sides of the conference room, there are rows of chairs, arranged neatly, like teams of soldiers waiting to be inspected, solemn and majestic.

The chairs were already filled with representatives from Daxia and the White Elephant Asan Kingdom. They were wearing neat suits, with focused eyes and serious expressions. They were quietly waiting for this historic moment to arrive.

With a gold star on his shoulder, dressed in a neat military uniform, and standing tall as a pine tree, Mr. Chu, with a serious expression, slowly walked to the signing table and sat down.

The pen in his hand was held firmly, like his sword. He touched the tip of the pen lightly on the contract written in black and white, and signed his name solemnly, with a clang like a drop of metal or stone.

In the conference room, all the participants from the Great Xia Kingdom had excitement shining in their eyes, like the brightest stars in the night sky, and happy smiles on their faces, as if the spring breeze was blowing on their faces, cheerful and excited.

In comparison, the faces of the representatives of the White Elephant Asan country were covered with dark clouds.

Their lips were tightly pursed and their eyes were deep, like fallen leaves in autumn, sad and helpless.

The moment Young Master Chu finished signing the second contract, the applause in the conference room was like spring thunder, warm and long-lasting.

The participants from Daxia Kingdom waved their arms enthusiastically.

Young Master Chu sat there, like a mountain, steady as a rock. His eyes, like the deep starry sky, sparkled with wisdom. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, confident and calm.

At this moment, he is the embodiment of victory, the human representative of the invincible god of war, the pride, hope and future of the Great Xia Kingdom.

After signing the agreement, Dimo ​​left the Lifan Department building in a depressed mood and went to the airport to return home accompanied by Shangguan Yunyi.

Young Master Chu, feeling light-hearted, raised his left hand, checked the time, and led Wu Qingzhu out of the Ministry of Frontier Affairs.

……

"Qingzhu, remember this."

In the car, Young Master Chu, who had been thinking with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes and instructed the secretary in the front row:

“First, order Lin Dingzhong that although the contract has been signed, all western exercise troops cannot withdraw from the plateau until Daxia has completely recovered its homeland.

2. You will maintain contact with Singh on my behalf, and the military will do its utmost to lend him a helping hand when necessary.

Third, pay more attention to the developments of major countries in the world in the near future, especially those around us and the Eagle Sauce. "

There are no impervious walls in the world.

Young Master Chu had a premonition that the event of Daxia forcing Baixiang to take back its territory would definitely make some countries feel that if one country loses its teeth, the other will be in trouble. Perhaps some ignorant people would jump out again...

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Spring in the capital always has a unique charm.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly and warmly, like a gentle woman, quietly sprinkling in every corner, covering this ancient yet modern city with a golden coat.

The sky is blue without a single cloud, as if it is an endless ocean, deep and tranquil.

In such weather, people are in a particularly good mood, taking a walk in the park, taking a rest in a cafe, or strolling in the streets, enjoying this unique beauty.

Xishan Villa.

The garden is full of spring and the flowers are in full bloom.

Li Yitong sat in the pavilion in the garden, his right hand, as white as a lotus root, placed on the table, supporting his chin, his eyes deep, and he looked like he was worried about something.

Little White Deer walked lightly into the pavilion carrying two cups of coffee. Her long hair fluttered gently in the breeze. The sunlight shone through her hair, casting a golden glow, as if it was a touch of liveliness in spring.

Walking to Li Yitong, Bai Xiaolu gently placed two cups of coffee on the table, then sat opposite her. Looking at Li Yitong with a worried look on her face, Bai Xiaolu's eyes flashed with concern, and she asked softly:

"Sister Yitong, why are you so sad? What happened?"

Li Yitong raised her head, sighed softly, then picked up the coffee and took a sip. The rich coffee aroma did not eliminate the sadness between her brows in the slightest.

“Xiaolu, there is news on the Internet that the Baba Sheep and the White Elephants in the Western Plateau have already exchanged fire.

The main forces of our Great Xia army have already gathered on the border, and White Emperor fighter planes have appeared in the capital of Baixiang."

Li Yitong's eyes were filled with worry: "Do you think this proves that the negotiations led by Yu Chen have broken down and war could come at any time?"

Li Yitong's words were like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, breaking the tranquility in the pavilion. It was like a sudden storm in spring, making Bai Xiaolu feel a little cold.

"Sister Yitong, is what you said true? How come I don't know?"

A hint of shock flashed across Bai Xiaolu's pretty face, and a glimmer of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"You, didn't you just get up?"

Li Yitong replied, her pretty face becoming more and more sad, and she said quietly: "If the war starts, do you think Yuchen will go to the front line?"

Bai Xiaolu nodded without even thinking, "Of course, we all know Yuchen's character.

And since he was the one who led this incident, he must go.”

Inside the pavilion, the two women sat quietly, no longer in the mood to talk.

In the sunny spring, this pair of sisters were troubled by the sudden wind and rain. The sun still shone through the gaps in the pavilion and sprinkled on them, but the golden halo could not dispel the haze in their hearts.

"Buzzing..."

Li Yitong's cell phone on the table vibrated. He looked at the caller ID, picked up the phone quickly, answered the call, and said softly, "Yuchen..."

On the other end of the phone, as the voice that was engraved in her heart rang out, Li Yitong's pretty face was gradually filled with surprise and excitement. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with dazzling light, like a flash of lightning in spring, illuminating the entire pavilion.