After fighting in the middle of the night, everything was under control. Batuzi was trapped in the palace and had to wait until all ammunition and food were exhausted before closing the net.
Pang Yi hurriedly lifted up the tent and came in: "Oh no, Princess Changting has been captured and is on the tower!"
The man who was practicing calligraphy suddenly raised his eyes. The panic bursting out of his eyes was something Pang Yi had never seen before, but soon Pang Yi couldn't see anything anymore.
Xia Yan slowly started writing again, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Something is wrong, something is definitely wrong. Why is my heart beating so fast?
Pang Yi was sweating profusely. What time had it been? How could the king still be in the mood to practice calligraphy?
In fact, Xia Yan was not simply practicing calligraphy. He was practicing his heart, practicing a calm and cold heart. In the time it took to write one word, the young emperor had planned everything in his heart.
Pang Yi's hair was smoking, and Xia Yan finally finished writing the word.
--Tolerate!
As a king, the first thing you need to do is learn to be patient. No matter how panicked or chaotic you are, you must endure your uneasiness and wait patiently.
No matter how painful it is in your heart or how serious the injury is, you must endure the pain and see the overall situation clearly, and do not move. Every move is made with the power of thunder, and there is no room for any mistakes.
"Go and write this calligraphy, and put it on my bedside when you return to the palace!" Xia Yan stood up and ordered unhurriedly.
Since he became the king, he can do whatever he wants, so why does he need to exercise restraint? He hasn't used the word 'forbearance' for a long time, but something was a little unusual today, so he wrote this word again to remind himself and urge himself!
Pang Yi was about to explode. Now, let him reveal his true identity?
"Your Majesty, we really can't delay any longer. Yan Xiaoqing said that after a stick of incense, he will cut off one of the princess's fingers!" The general who is used to fighting and killing is now afraid of cutting off a finger!
Xia Yan naturally knew why. That night, Changting secretly gave Pang Yi an order behind his back, asking him to protect her safety no matter what, even if he disobeyed the emperor's order.
"Let's go!"
Approaching the city wall, Xia Yan looked at everything above expressionlessly, with no trace of wavering in his eyes.
The word "forbearance" has been engraved in his heart. Although he was bleeding when it was engraved, it was nothing compared to the sting seven years ago.
A man who doesn't even care about his brothers, what can a woman do to influence him?
But why when I saw her calm eyes, my heart seemed to be tightened by something. Although she was calm on the outside, my heart was already surging like a tide.
Soon Xia Yan knew what Yan Xiaoqing was going to do.
He is fighting with himself to see who is more cruel than who, and who is more decisive than who!
In this regard, Xia Yan admits that he is not inferior to anyone. As early as seven years ago, he developed a cold and solid heart of stone.
So when Changting asked him to take up the bow, he didn't hesitate at all.
And they set up two at a time.
But the tip of the arrow could not help but aim at Yan Xiaoqing and Batuzi. As long as Changting stayed still, Yan Xiaoqing might not be able to dodge this arrow. Xia Yan explained to himself this way!
But is it possible that she won’t move? If she dodges in fear, wouldn’t it be...
"Stop fucking touching me again!!!" A low scare made Xia Yan lose his mind.
What is Yan Xiaoqing doing?
Anger surged like a gushing volcano, Xia Yan's eyes were red, he aimed at Yan Xiaoqing and Batuzi, and shot at them with all his strength!
