Jian Yi caught Feng Jiu'er's gaze, curled his lips slightly, and sat down by the bed.
"I have learned the prince's martial arts before, and this is not the first time I have done this kind of thing, isn't it?"
"I don't allow it!"
Feng Jiuer's breath suddenly became lower.
She glared at him with a serious expression.
"Whether it's you, Qiao Mu, Xing Zizhou, Xiao Yingying, Xue Gu and Tuoba Keyan, we are all a family now."
"Don't think about the boss or not. Anyway, without my instructions, you can't..." Feng Jiuer sat down next to Jian Yi. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly became quiet.
"Yes, it's time to take a trip, but it's not you who is going, it's me who is going."
After gently patting Jian Yi's shoulder, Feng Jiu'er lowered her head and put on her boots.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not a cold-blooded person. Seeing his soldiers injured will definitely make him feel uncomfortable."
"And the people of Crowwood City. If he knew the current situation in Crowwood City, maybe he would also be willing to make peace."
Looking at the woman arranging her long hair in front of her, Jianyi stood up and walked over.
"Jiu'er, you can't go!"
The sword came out with a big palm and grabbed Feng Jiuer's little arm.
"Have you not heard that there are no fathers and sons on the battlefield?
What's more, the friendship between you and the prince is not very deep to begin with."
Feng Jiuer shook off Jian Yi's palm and looked back at him.
"How do you know that my relationship with the prince is not deep?"
She raised her lips slightly and continued, "The prince is not a bad person, I am sure of this."
"We don't have much friendship, but for a prince who loves his people like a son, if he can make peace, he probably doesn't want the war to continue."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at Jian Yi.
"How about you go with me?
There is no one suitable for such an arduous task except you."
The sword pair caught Feng Jiu'er's gaze, took a deep breath, turned around, put on his sword, and returned to Feng Jiu'er's side again.
"If you really want to persist, I must stay by your side."
Jianben wanted to break into the opponent's military camp alone, but he was worried that if he suddenly disappeared, the woman would be impatient.
After thinking about it, he finally expressed his thoughts, but he didn't expect that this would be the result.
In a tent not far away, Qiao Mu’s loud voice sounded: “No! I don’t agree!”
"Miss, do you want everyone to know that I am leaving?"
Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes at Qiao Mu.
"I came here to inform you, not to ask for your opinion."
"Jian Yi and I are going to each other's military camp like this. To be honest, there is definitely no way we can come back."
"If we can't come back for a while, the military affairs will be left to you. Put your brother's life first in everything, don't be emotional."
"Jiu'er, I don't..." "Look, before I leave, you no longer look like a general."
Feng Jiuer interrupted Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu took a deep breath and tried to suppress his voice.
"Jiu'er, I'm not worried! You ask Jianyi to stay, and I'll go with you."
"Is your martial arts as good as the sword?
Or do you think your strategy is inferior to Jian Yi?"
Feng Jiuer looked at Qiao Mu and asked in a low voice.
Qiao Mu remained silent because she knew very well that Feng Jiuer's decision was always the best arrangement.
After a slight sigh, Feng Jiuer's voice sounded again: "You know very well that the answers to these two questions are no, don't you?"
"Then please just stay and wait for the news, okay?"
"Qiao Mu, I know you don't trust me, but the situation is urgent now, and I can only take risks."
"You all have your own advantages. I choose to tell you because I believe you have the ability to stabilize the morale of the army."
"Okay, I won't say too much. I'll leave the military affairs to you for the time being. You can look after me and take care of the brothers."
"Jiu'er."
Qiao Mu called softly.
Feng Jiuer met her gaze and frowned.
"Any more questions?"
Qiao Mu blinked and finally shook his head.
"Okay, I'll stay."
"Um."
Feng Jiuer nodded with relief, "Don't send troops at will, is that clear?"
"If the prince really wants to destroy us, Jian Yi and I still have our own ways to escape."
"No! There must be at least a time limit."
At this point, Qiao Mu can only accept the facts.
"Once the time limit expires and you and Jianyi haven't come back, we will attack."
Feng Jiuer calmed down and shook her head.
"Sorry! Not really."
She didn't have time to think about what happened after Yihe's failure.
When Qiao Mu wanted to say something, Feng Jiuer's voice sounded again: "Everything will proceed according to the situation in the past few days."
"As long as the other side doesn't send troops, we will stay here and we can't change it because of what happened between Jian Yi and me."
"Jiu'er, if it were you..." "Qiao Mu."
Feng Jiuer interrupted Qiao Mu again, "I emphasize once again that nothing can be changed because of me."
"You have to know that you have tens of thousands of troops at your disposal. One change may affect the fate of tens of thousands of people. Are you clear?"
Meeting Feng Jiuer's firm gaze, Qiao Mu finally sighed and nodded.
"Okay, I understand, you must be careful!"
"No matter what happens, Jianyi and I will never abandon everyone. Don't worry! We will be back."
Feng Jiuer patted Qiao Mu's shoulder gently.
"Let Aunt Xue know about this later, lest she try to stop it."
"good."
Qiao Mu nodded again.
Feng Jiuer met her gaze and curled her lips slightly.
"Don't be depressed! This is not like our eldest daughter, the Qiao family."
If this continues, more and more people will be injured. Even though she knows it is a risk, Feng Jiuer feels that she must take the trip.
After appeasing Qiao Mu, Feng Jiuer and Jian Yi left the military camp.
They did not enter the opponent's main camp, but walked around outside their military camp before finding the opportunity to get closer.
When the prince's people discovered Feng Jiuer and Jian Yi, they were already very close to the center of the military camp.
Hearing that there were assassins, Zhan Yuheng walked out of the main tent.
Seeing the figure standing on the tent not far away, Zhan Yuheng waved his hand gently.
When the soldiers approaching Feng Jiuer saw this, they immediately stopped.
Feng Jiuer was dressed in a black battle suit, which clearly outlined her petite figure.
She stood on the slender bamboo pole at the top of the tent, but she was as steady as a mountain, without wavering at all. One look at her showed that she was very skilled.
Her long black hair was blowing in the wind, and her small face was fully visible to everyone.
Under the sun, a delicate face is so beautiful that it is alluring.
Such a perfect woman, once you take one look at her, you will never forget her.
