Xing Zizhou took the token and looked at it carefully for a while, then nodded sharply.
"Jiu'er, this is really the prince's token, it's real."
"It's really good. Finally, your efforts were not in vain." Feng Jiuer took back the token and returned to his seat to sit down.
"This was obtained from Feng Qingyin's minions. During this period, she must have used the crown prince's token to do whatever she wanted."
"Fortunately, I didn't believe her and threw the token away so that I could use the communication bird to do things."
"Also, if we really can't stop the prince's reinforcements, this token can also play a certain role."
Little Cherry stood up, came to Feng Jiuer, sat down next to her, and took the token from her hand.
"At that time, we will use the prince's token to give orders to his reinforcements. This is really a good idea."
"Even if it's not a long-term solution, it's still a good thing for us if it can be delayed for a while."
Feng Jiuer looked at Little Cherry and curled her lips.
"Then let's settle the matter first. I'll see what the prince wants. If he doesn't pay attention to his surrender, we will take the initiative to attack."
"At least in these few days, we have to show them some color and don't let everyone think that we only deserve to be beaten."
"Yes! We are not bad at taking the initiative, so why should we wait to be beaten?" said Little Cherry with a smile.
"Jiu'er, yesterday I took my brother to find a lot of medicinal materials in the woods. You can go over and have a look later."
"When you prepare the medicine powder, Xing Zizhou and I will also go to the enemy's camp and take a look at it to restrain them."
"You can't." As soon as Little Cherry's voice fell, two different voices sounded.
After glancing at Xing Zizhou, who had a close connection with her, Feng Jiuer looked away with a smile.
"Is your light power comparable to Xue Gu and Qian Yan? No, just don't think about it. Just prepare the medicinal materials for me."
Little Cherry pursed her lips and gave Xing Zizhou a white look.
Of course she knows that her own strength is not allowed, but she also hopes to do something for everyone.
Knowing that the little girl was unhappy, Feng Jiuer gently pushed the person next to her.
"Medicinal materials, you are the most familiar with them here."
"Without good medicinal materials, everything else is just talk. Therefore, your task is very heavy. Are you clear?"
After hearing what Feng Jiuer said, Little Cherry felt better.
"Yes, I understand." She nodded and stood up, "I will prepare with my brother."
"Okay, be careful!" Feng Jiuer waved her hand.
Little Cherry stood up and left, and Xing Zizhou also stood up.
"Jiu'er, I'm going to rest for a while."
"Yes." Feng Jiuer nodded again and stood up, "Zhao Yusheng, I want to write a letter to the prince, and you should come over to discuss it."
"Xue Gu and Jian Yi are both going to rest for a while. I'll be watching over you today. I'll let you know if there's anything you need to know."
"Jianyi, please come to my tent to rest so that I can check the situation for you."
When Feng Jiuer was about to go over and help Jian Yi, Jian Yi stood up and followed her.
Several people walked together and left the tent.
On the other side of the mountain, on the grassland, there was a desk.
Zhan Yuheng was sitting at the desk, holding a letter in his hand. There were also many military documents on the table.
Feng Qingyin was sitting at the low table next to him, carefully making tea.
Qingyun was guarding not far away, and others did not dare to come and disturb him.
"The imperial doctor said that I want to go out to bask in the sun. Fortunately, I have the prince brother to accompany me. Otherwise, I would be suffocated to death!"
Looking sideways at Zhan Yuheng, Feng Qingyin smiled even more happily.
"I'm really happy to be with Brother Prince."
Picking up the brewed tea, she leaned over gently and handed the tea to Zhan Yuheng.
"Brother Prince, this is the freshly picked tea leaves I ordered. The tea leaves are made from morning dew. You can try it."
Zhan Yuheng took the teacup casually, his eyes never leaving the letter.
Watching him drink the tea, Feng Qingyin immediately took his cup.
"Brother Prince, how are you?"
"Yeah." Zhan Yuheng nodded, but still didn't raise his eyes.
Seeing him like this, the smile on Feng Qingyin's face could no longer be restored.
She stood up and came to Zhan Yuheng.
When Feng Qingyin wanted to get closer, Zhan Yuheng's deep voice sounded: "Don't forget the distance you should keep."
With an army of tens of thousands, even the prince cannot seal everyone's mouths.
Feng Qingyin is a noble concubine and Zhan Yuheng is the prince. No matter what, they should not be so blatant.
Feng Qingyin mumbled her lips and could only take a step back and sit on the original seat.
Damn it! She couldn't get into his tent, so she could only use the doctor to trick him out.
But outside the tent, she was not even allowed to touch him.
"Brother Prince, when will we attack? Are we going to defend here forever?"
"Feng Jiu'er killed thousands of our troops, I don't know what else you are waiting for?"
She sighed lightly, lowered her head and rubbed her bulging belly. Feng Qingyin's breath was very deep.
"In order to accompany you, I took my children and ate and slept with you every day, but..."
She pursed her lips and her voice started to sound hoarse.
"You always think about a woman who is thinking about someone else. You don't care about me and the child at all."
"It doesn't matter if my life is miserable, what will happen to our children in the future?"
Looking up at Zhan Yuheng, Feng Qingyin blinked her watery eyes.
"Brother Prince, you should know how important this battle is to us."
"If we are defeated, the world will belong to the Ninth Prince. Will there be any place for us to stand on?"
"If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your children."
Seeing Zhan Yuheng put down the letter in his hand, Feng Qingyin sobbed louder.
"Do you think that after the Ninth Prince becomes the emperor and Feng Jiu'er becomes the queen, they will still allow our child to be born?"
"Brother Prince, you know everything, but you still can't forget Jiu'er, right?"
"Why? Why is God so unfair?"
"You are the crown prince, and your son is the proud son of heaven, not the child of the Ninth Prince and Feng Jiu'er!"
With a "pop" sound, the pen in Zhan Yuheng's hand split into two.
"The child of Uncle Nine Emperors and Jiu'er?" He frowned and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.
Looking at the man beside her, Feng Qingyin could no longer care so much. She stood up and went over to grab his robe.
"Brother Prince, yes, he is the child of Prince Ninth Prince and Jiu'er. They have been together for a long time. Please wake up, okay?"
"I am your wife, and I have your child in my belly. Don't think about Jiu'er anymore."
"Your hesitation will kill three of our family. Our children are innocent."
"Brother Prince, let's start the war. Don't wait any longer."
Zhan Yuheng's distracted eyes slowly returned to focus and looked at the woman standing in front of him.
His eyes fell on her slightly swollen belly. He stretched out his palm and stroked it gently.
"My child is the pride of heaven, and no one else's is!"
