This hazy night passed, and it suddenly seemed that nothing had changed.
Feng Ruohen's temperament was originally indifferent to anything, and he could not express his joy and anger, which most made people from other countries who came to deal with him feel depressed.
Since that night, Qin'er seemed to have realized something. Since he said that he would let Feng Yao go after returning to Fengdu this time, would she also stay with him for the rest of his life until he got tired of it?
So selfish...
Riding a horse and sitting in front of the team, looking at Feng Ruohen's back not far away, I felt sad and sighing at the same time.
Liniang seemed to have noticed something, and followed behind with a faint smile on her face.
Sikong Ling rode alongside her and took good care of her along the way. He looked ahead with a smile on his face and guessed a bit.
"How's it going? What do you think our prince's chances of winning are?"
"Ten percent." She answered decisively without thinking.
Sikong Ling's face was bright and he took the opportunity to ask, "How is it? Do you think of that year -"
Before he finished speaking, Liniang gave him a cold look and trotted forward on her horse, not even listening to what he had finished.
The person behind her smiled bitterly and didn't bother to say anything. It would be nice if the person beside her was him now!
Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
All the way across the northwest plain, through two prosperous cities, we arrived at Feng Kingdom's largest port - Jiangyu.
The ancestors of the Feng Kingdom had the foresight to open the canal here.
The river area is backed by the Cuilian Mountains, and the entire city is run through by a huge canal, which is a marvelous workmanship.
Even if other countries use fleets to attack this city, the Cuilian Mountains behind will become a huge protective barrier.
It is simply impossible to invade the interior of Feng Kingdom.
There are a total of five ships setting off to the west coast of the Silver Sand Sea.
One ship was loaded with treasures given to the ship king as a sign of friendship from the Feng Kingdom. Three smaller warships served as escorts, and one was the exclusive warship of the regent.
The largest warship was so majestic that it could rival the Moro warship. It was a pity that Qin'er was not in the mood to appreciate it.
Ever since the boat sailed along the canal, her dizziness never stopped.
No matter how good her Qinggong was, she had to be supported by Liniang wherever she went, otherwise she would inevitably fall. After two days of sailing, she was about to enter the Silver Sand Sea. The woman fainted even more and even ate very little. Finally, she