Especially when Chengyun revealed that he was poisoned at birth, how could he calm down his inner resentment? The founding of Nanchu was destroyed by his selfish desires, how much ridicule would he have to endure if he told it?

Is this life a success or failure?

"The loss of 10,000 troops is just that I hope that your Majesty will remember the lesson. If you insist on destroying the current peace of the four countries, then we have more ways to solve the matter." Cheng Yun's cold tone did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if it was just in the air.

Conversational.

"How dare you threaten me?" Emperor Gongshun was full of anger and had no place to express his anger. He gritted his teeth and stared.

Hearing this, Chengyun couldn't help but laugh. He didn't take his anger to heart at all and carelessly played with the silver ring on his long finger. "Do you dare to do this? As long as it has not happened and countless times, since the Holy One has used it,

After all these years, I haven't been able to achieve my wish, so why can't I still listen to threats?"

How could Emperor Gongshun not understand the meaning of these words?

Everything he said was about his incompetence. Since he couldn't achieve what he wanted, he should be willing to suffer the grievances he faced.

He has lived a smooth life since he was a child, and after ascending to the throne, he has lived a life above ten thousand people. Who dares to treat him so coldly? Let alone threaten him.

Now the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers are in his hands? Even if he doesn't believe it in his heart, it is an indisputable fact that his life is in his hands.

"From the first time I met her, Your Majesty should have known in his heart that she will not be yours, and she will never be yours in this life." Chengyun put his palms on the bed, looking at him with piercing eyes, and spoke every word.

It was all intimidation, causing him to withdraw his hands and feet in panic.

Seeing this, Chengyun couldn't help but smile again. The place where Bailie used to live was right in front of him. They didn't know each other but they said they wanted to take Bailie back!

"What's wrong with what I want?" Emperor Gongshun asked almost glaringly. He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did. He said provocatively, "If you, as the king of a country, still want something that you can't get, then when it comes to this

The emperor is no longer interesting."

Chengyun's stern face tilted slightly, his cold eyes made him shiver again, and he asked with a half-smile: "Your Majesty, do you want me to talk to you with the same identity?"

Look at him talking as if he, Xiyao, has no throne to inherit!

Don't you know that the throne is something that both father and son in the Cheng family are afraid of avoiding?

Moreover, in his eyes, the position of emperor has become a position where he can do whatever he wants. He can't help but wonder how Dongyue taught him the emperor's studies? Why did everything change when he arrived in Dongyue?

Emperor Gongshun's throat tightened when he was asked. The emperor of Xiyao was still a child with a weak mouth. Almost all the affairs of the country were controlled by the regent's palace. If the regent had not insisted on not ascending the throne, he might not even have to ascend the throne.

If he was willing to proclaim himself emperor, the regent would probably be able to do so. Otherwise, Empress Dowager Zhao would still be unable to grasp the edge of power, and even her whole family would be exiled as a foreign official.

Seeing that he understood the meaning of his words, Cheng Yun traced a slight arc on his thin lips, "Remember, Your Majesty only has three days. If you are late, there will be no second dose of medicine."

He stood up suddenly and neatly, looking at his pitiful appearance of being unable to move jokingly. Before leaving the bed, he gave him another meaningful look, and was very curious about how he would use these three days.

However, Emperor Gongshun's face was completely destroyed today. He didn't care whether the army outside the city withdrew or not. Anyway, all relevant personnel in the camp had been withdrawn to Jizhou City earlier.

If he really stood up and was willing to fight with him, maybe he would still think highly of him. After all, when the man's face was stepped on the ground, the man in front of him seemed to have lost the arrogance he had when he first ascended the throne...

Thinking of this, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the cowering man again. He didn't notice anything strange for a while, so he had to lift the curtain, exchange a few words with the eunuchs outside the tent, and then left the camp without leaving a trace.

After the charm left, it could only last for a quarter of an hour. Before he could respectfully recover, he had to return to Jizhou City quickly. Although he had issued a war preparation order, Fu Wei was a scholar after all. It was okay for him to lead the soldiers to defend the city, but he really had to mount his horse.

It will be difficult to fight.

...

Dongyue Imperial City

There was a light woody aroma that calmed the heart, which seemed to be unable to calm down the rage in the palace. After receiving the news from Jizhou City, Emperor Xuanhe lost his temper at the secret guard who sent the news.

The memorial on the desk was swept to the floor. Emperor Xuanhe pointed his slender knuckles angrily at the man who was lying on the ground and dared not get up. He couldn't hide his anger and roared: "The city has been besieged for nearly three months, and there is no movement?"

Sure enough, no one in this world is trustworthy, not even my brother who is already an emperor!

He said that by combining the strength of the two countries to win over Yong and Yao, and that the two countries would rule the world together in the future, he sent troops first to show his sincerity for cooperation. What was the result?

The only battle with casualties, no! The collective disappearances that could not even be linked to the battle turned into a curse on the country and appeared on the Minjiang River in the east. How can this kind of cooperation continue?

Whatever you say to let him watch quietly will definitely give you a great gift.

This gift was so great that he almost couldn't sit on the throne. He silently mobilized 50,000 soldiers to guard Munchun City for food, just waiting for good news to take advantage of Beiyong's lack of troop deployment and attack in one go.

Yongcheng.

If he had known this, why would he take the risk of offending Chengyun again?

Now that the battle has not been won, he is no longer a human being inside and out...

Look what Chengyun brought him?

Where is the kindness? It was a slap in the face!

For some reason, the news of Chengyun's letter alarmed Empress Dowager Xiao, who forced him to ask what was going on every day. After his life experience was made public, Empress Dowager Zhuo did not dare to offend her in the slightest, let alone the Xiao family's relatives.

His power in the court should not be underestimated, but he really wanted a real mother!

He originally thought he would have the opportunity to expand his territory, but now he is being pointed at and scolded by officials almost every day for launching a war. Which emperor would treat him like this?

Either he was criticized by his mother, or he was criticized by his official, and his face was almost lost...

"This wave of epidemics in the Chu army was fierce. Fortunately, during the recovery of corpses from the Minjiang River, no epidemics were caused to the people in Yuecheng. This is a great blessing for the country." Huang Shangshu reported with cold sweat on his forehead as he bent over.

It was really unlucky for him. The next Laba soup congee had to report related matters, but he happened to encounter the wrath of the Holy Lord. It was really pitiful that he was so flustered by the crying river...

"In your eyes, being free from illness and disaster is a great blessing?" Emperor Xuanhe looked at the old man with angry eyes.

Why don't you know that he is a loyal and loyal elder of three dynasties?

Looking at Chengyun's letter, he couldn't help but muttered a few words in his heart. At this juncture, what's the point of making such a fuss? He stroked his sore forehead and took a deep breath.

Does he bring some good news?
Chapter completed!