After Feng Qingyin's breath calmed down a bit, Linglong asked softly: "Miss, what does the prince mean now?"
"We have 20,000 more troops than Feng Jiuer. If we attack, we will definitely win. Why wait?"
Feng Qingyin took a deep breath, looked away, and glanced at Linglong.
"If I could guess the prince's brother's thoughts, I wouldn't need to be so upset."
"What he means is that he still has 15,000 troops heading south, and there seems to be no need to worry."
"However, with our current strength of more than 60,000 troops, against Feng Jiuer's 40,000 troops, we can easily fight this battle no matter what."
Pressing her lips together, Feng Qingyin took another deep breath.
"Presumably, the prince brother still has that bitch in his heart, which is why he has been reluctant to take action."
"We can't wait any longer." Linglong stood up, went over to pour a glass of water, and approached Feng Qingyin, "Miss, drink water."
Feng Qingyin took the water and glanced at her.
"Sit down, you are not in good health and you don't need to serve me."
"Yes." Linglong nodded and sat down not far away.
"According to the spies' report, over in Phoenix City, although the Ninth Prince does not have enough troops, it is not impossible to drive the Eighth Prince's people out of the city."
"As time goes by, if the Ninth Prince can really defeat the Eighth Prince, he will definitely come over immediately to support him."
"The Ninth Prince personally led the elite troops here. I think even if our reinforcements arrive, they may not be his opponent."
"What did you say?" Feng Qingyin's frown deepened, "The Eighth Prince is no match for the Ninth Prince, either?"
"Didn't you say that the Eighth Prince had already invaded Phoenix City before the Ninth Prince came back?"
"Yes." Linglong nodded, "The Ninth Prince is known as the God of War. This is not just said casually."
"Even the Eighth Prince, who is both wise and brave and invincible, is no match for him, let alone His Highness the Crown Prince."
"Miss, you must know that His Highness the Crown Prince's combat experience is far less than that of the Ninth Prince."
"So, now is probably the only chance to destroy Feng Jiu'er."
Thinking that the husband she had worked so hard to get was not as strong as Feng Jiuer's man, Feng Qingyin felt a gulp of blood in her heart, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
Moreover, her people are still thinking about this bitch Feng Jiuer.
"No! I will never let Feng Jiu'er go this time!" Feng Qingyin clenched her fists so tightly that her fingertips almost penetrated her palms.
"Miss, it's hard for you to get pregnant, so you must calm down." Linglong looked at her like this and reminded her softly.
"In fact, if something happens at this time and His Royal Highness is asked to attack immediately, the people inside will definitely die!"
Feng Qingyin was not unaware of the situation, but she could not figure out Zhan Yuheng's thoughts at all, and she could not force him to give orders.
"Linglong, you have to think of a solution for this matter." She looked at Linglong with a worried look on her face.
"No matter what, we cannot give Feng Jiuer another chance to escape."
Linglong stretched out her hand and touched her face through the gauze, gritting her teeth.
"I will not let go of this bitch Feng Jiu'er. She ruined my face. I will make her pay back ten times!"
After snorting coldly, Linglong remembered something very important.
"Miss." She looked at Feng Qingyin and took a deep breath, "The prince's token..."
"By the way, where is Brother Prince's token? Return it to me quickly, otherwise I won't be able to hide it anymore."
Feng Qingyin met her gaze and frowned tightly, looking even more anxious than before.
"Fortunately, the prince brother has not used the token these days. If he uses the token, he will definitely find that his token has been stolen."
"If he suspects it, the first person must be me. Linglong, please give me the token quickly and I will find an opportunity to exchange it for you."
"The token is gone." Linglong pursed her lips and whispered.
"What?" Feng Qingyin was so angry that she stood up directly.
Seeing that the veil couldn't cover her disgusted face, she looked away in disgust.
"What do you mean it's gone? You should make it clear."
"I was robbed by Feng Jiu'er." Linglong immediately stood up, went over, and took Feng Qingyin's arm.
"Miss, don't be angry! I will find a way. You finally got pregnant. Don't be angry! Don't be angry."
Feng Qingyin swung hard and broke away from Linglong's support.
"You said such an important thing is missing. Can I not be anxious?"
With a cold snort, she turned to one side, with her back to Linglong.
"No matter what, let's find a way to get the token back first. Feng Jiu'er, why is it Feng Jiu'er? So many people die in one day, why doesn't she die?"
"I'm so angry, Feng Jiu'er, I must kill you! I must kill you!"
"Miss, don't be excited! I will find a way, even if it costs me my life, I will help you get the token back."
Linglong stood aside anxiously, not daring to move forward to touch Feng Qingyin, fearing that she would become even more excited.
"You have to kill Feng Jiu'er for your life. In addition to the token, I also want Feng Jiu'er's life."
Feng Qingyin took a few deep breaths and realized that her behavior was a bit extreme. She looked back at Linglong and walked over to hold her hand.
"Linglong, you are my only family. If you want to help me, I must help me. Otherwise, I don't know what to do?"
"Miss." Linglong held Feng Qingyin's shoulders, supported her, and asked her to sit down on the seat.
Pursing her lips, she knelt in front of Feng Qingyin.
"Miss, you saved my life. Even if I die, I will fulfill your wish."
"Don't worry, I will definitely think of a way to get the prince to send troops, I will definitely find a way."
Feng Qingyin shook her head and sighed lightly.
She stretched out her hand and touched the gauze on Linglong's face.
"I know you've tried your best. I shouldn't lose my temper. I'll think of a solution regarding the token. Don't take it too seriously."
"When this battle is over and I go back, I will cure your face even if I have to find a miracle doctor from all over the country."
"Miss, it's okay with me." Linglong knelt forward and hugged Feng Qingyin's leg, "Don't worry, I will definitely find a way."
Feng Qingyin stretched out her hand, rubbed the head buried in her body, and raised an evil smile on her lips.
…
Feng Jiuer was lazy for a whole day and a night for no reason. When she woke up, she didn't expect that what caught her eyes was the handsome face of the Great Sword Master.
Looking at Jian Yi sitting next to him, Feng Jiuer secretly screamed and sat up immediately.
After looking around, the environment seemed familiar, but she was still not sure.
"Jianyi, what time is it now? How long have I been sleeping again? When did you arrive? Are you okay?"
After a series of questions, Feng Jiuer did not forget to take Jian Yi's hand, and then placed her long fingers on his portal vein.
God knows what's wrong with her? She can sleep like this every time. Does she have a disease that she doesn't even know about?
