"Then I would like to thank Prince Fan for his 'kindness'. Unfortunately, I don't need Prince Fan's kindness." Xin Moge replied coldly and simply.
Fan Yinqing frowned, "Look at the situation, why rush for revenge now? There will be opportunities in the future..."
"But for me, nothing is more important than avenging her. I will personally level Tangzhou City, kill Cang Yueyu, and cut him into pieces. Prince Fan, I don't care what you do tonight.
Good intentions, but there is another purpose. Now that you are here, don’t even think about leaving, just stay here."
"You want to use me to threaten Fancheng's troops?"
How could Fan Yinqing not understand the meaning of Xin Moge's words? As early as when she rode down the mountain and came here, she had already expected such a result.
However, she did not retreat, and still wanted to move him. Before Xin Moge could reply, her tone changed to something serious and earnest, and continued to persuade: "Prince Fan, I know that the death of Concubine Xin and her child has dealt a great blow to you.
I really want to take revenge immediately, but don’t forget, once the troops of each vassal king gather and start to attack you, can you deal with it? The vassal kings are completely united this time, and they will definitely kill you.
I'm afraid that you will die before you can successfully take revenge. Then who will avenge this revenge? If Princess Xin knew about it, she would not want to see this scene. Please think twice."
"No matter what you say tonight, no matter how much you say, it will be useless. I will never withdraw our troops. If anyone comes, take him down immediately and keep him under strict guard."
"Prince Xin, you have to think carefully. You are not such an impulsive and reckless person. Why can't you calm down a little this time?"
"Listening to what you said, it seems like you know me very well? Prince Fan, you haven't forgotten what I did to Fan Cheng before, right?" No matter what Fan Yinqing says, no matter how much he says, his position is here.
, Xin Moge never believed the possibility of Fan Yinqing.
How could Fan Yinqing forget that it was just the beating in his heart that he couldn't control, and everything in the past became unimportant under that beating.
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At the same time, in the brightly lit palace in Tangzhou City, soldiers ran back one after another to report, informing Cang Yueyu of the situation outside the city tower at all times.
Cang Yueyu is sitting in the study, strategizing, and is as stable as Mount Tai. The city of Tangzhou is impregnable, let alone one or two days, two or three days, it can be completely defended even if it takes another month, just waiting for the soldiers and horses of the vassal kings to catch up from behind.
Come, then the "show" will really begin. And this is the show he is waiting for.
The secret room where Feng Yu was imprisoned, and the shadow guard guarding Feng Yu outside the secret room, also received news, and clearly informed Cang Yueyu of the situation in the secret room.
Feng Yu was imprisoned, and there was nothing unusual about her, but it was not difficult to see the anxiety that could not be concealed in her brows. The child had improved, and her complexion was much better.
Cang Yueyu nodded and asked the shadow guard to keep a close eye on him, especially in the past few days, and he must not be negligent in the slightest.
Two days later, at noon——
The vassal king's soldiers and horses who were farthest away also arrived.
After the teams of the vassal kings met at a place about twenty miles away from Tangzhou City, they first gathered for a secret meeting.
About half an hour later, the various vassal kings' troops and horses that had been negotiated launched an attack from the rear. Just like when Xin Moge led his troops to the downstairs of Tangzhou City that day, he hardly rested and wanted to fight quickly.
