"Okay, I'll stay." Nanmen Zhuo nodded and stood up, "Jiu'er, I'll go over and rest first. You guys have decided to give me news."
"Yeah." Feng Jiuer waved her hand.
Nanmen Zhuo always avoids suspicion at critical moments, and Feng Jiuer is quite satisfied with this.
Putting aside the issue of trust and distrust, if he was willing to leave, she would not take the initiative to stop him.
Nan Menzhuo left and closed the door for the people inside.
Little Cherry glanced outside, looked back, took a cup of tea, and sat down.
"Jiu'er, when are we going to fight?"
"If you want to fight, just catch him off guard." Feng Jiuer drank the tea in the cup, knelt down, and poured another cup.
"The surrender must have been done by Feng Qingyin. This woman is really perverted. She can think of any way to get rid of me."
Feng Jiuer has always been like this. When outsiders are around, she can speak more restrainedly. Now that she is one of her own, she has no scruples.
"I have long thought that Feng Qingyin was responsible." Little Cherry also looked angry, "But we didn't even have time to look for evidence."
"Fortunately, with Jianyi's help, we were able to turn from passive to active."
When Jian Yi was mentioned, everyone looked at Feng Jiu'er unconsciously, even Xue Gu.
Little Cherry coughed slightly, then seemed to remember that she seemed to have said something wrong. She glanced at Feng Jiuer and lowered her head.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" Feng Jiuer looked around and raised an eyebrow.
"If Jianyi doesn't come back after receiving my letter, I will find a way to get him back. He is quite smart and will be fine."
"We will attack tomorrow. We won't wait any longer." Feng Jiuer sat down again with a cup of hot tea. "We can't wait for the crown prince's reinforcements any longer, so why wait?"
"And knowing that Mocheng sent troops to obstruct it, Feng Qingyin might also try to get Mocheng's idea."
"Baixue, you will send a message to your father later to explain the situation."
"Okay." Huo Baixue, who was sitting opposite Feng Jiu'er, nodded.
Feng Jiuer raised the cup, drank the tea inside, and looked around at everyone again.
"Let's see, how are we going to fight this battle? Make a battle plan as soon as possible, rest overnight, and attack early tomorrow morning."
"Okay." Qiao Mu raised the tea cup in his hand, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.
"Okay." Little Cherry also raised her cup and looked at everyone, "How about we drink tea and wine to win this time?"
"Okay." Feng Jiuer nodded and said with a smile.
Little Cherry immediately became excited and went over to fill everyone's cups with tea.
"Come and do it for our victory and our friendship." Little Cherry picked up her cup and raised it.
"Done."
"Dry."
"Done."
Everyone raised their cups one after another and drank a cup of tea in their hands together.
Putting down the cup, Feng Jiuer looked at Huo Baixue.
"Since our target this time is Mocheng and Bai Xue, your opinion is indispensable for this battle plan."
Huo Baixue nodded and stood up.
"I brought the relevant picture album over for everyone's reference."
"Okay." Feng Jiuer nodded and shook his hand.
Huo Baixue left and came back soon.
She put down the book in her hand, opened a map, and laid it on the table.
"Jiu'er, this is the most detailed topographic map of our Mocheng, as well as some surrounding conditions. You might as well come and take a look."
Feng Jiu'er, Qiao Mu and Xiao Yingying, who were sitting at the low table, all knelt down together with Huo Baixue.
Zhao Yusheng, Tuoba Keyan and Xue Gu all stood up and walked over.
Seven people were discussing strategies in the wing room, while two brothers were guarding outside...
Early the next morning, the sky began to glow with white light.
Two hours after Feng Qingyin transferred 10,000 soldiers to the north with fake tokens, only a "boom" was heard, and the city gate that had been closed for only a few hours opened again.
Feng Jiuer took the initiative to attack this time and beat the enemy to the point where they were helpless.
In addition, Feng Qingyin ordered the transfer of 10,000 soldiers. Even if the prince's troops still had an advantage, they would not be able to defeat them.
The team retreated step by step and was forced to head north.
…
When Zhan Yuheng finally woke up, it was already five days later.
He slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was Feng Qingyin's extremely anxious look.
Early this morning, the imperial doctor said that Zhan Yuheng would definitely wake up today, and Feng Qingyin would certainly not leave.
Seeing Zhan Yuheng open his eyes, Feng Qingyin choked and fell into his arms.
"Brother Prince, you finally woke up. You scared me to death. Brother Prince, wuwu..."
Zhan Yuheng frowned slightly and sat up, covering his heart.
Feng Qingyin didn't dare to get too close. When he sat up, he sat upright.
"How many days have I been in coma?" He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, without any warmth in his eyes.
Feng Qingyin raised her eyes to meet his gaze, her tears flowing down like broken pearls.
In these days, he called Feng Jiu'er's name countless times, calling himself "I", but he didn't want him to call himself "I" when he woke up and saw her.
Are she and Feng Jiuer really so far apart? Why is he still unwilling to take a good look at her?
Feng Qingyin pursed her lips, lowered her head, and stood up.
"It's been several days, and we are no longer in Crowwood City?"
"What?" Zhan Yuheng just stood up, his head felt dizzy.
Seeing him holding his forehead, Feng Qingyin immediately went over to hold his arm.
Zhan Yuheng waved his hand and said calmly: "Let Qingyun come in."
Feng Qingyin was dumped and finally managed to regain her footing, only to hear her husband ordering her to do something.
She bit her lip, lowered her head and turned to leave.
Soon, Qingyun strode in and knelt in front of Zhan Yuheng.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince." He cupped his hands and said.
"What's the situation now?" Zhan Yuheng's cold voice sounded in the tent.
"Go back to Your Majesty the Crown Prince, our army has retreated outside Dingcheng." Qingyun cupped his hands and said.
"Dingcheng?" Zhan Yuheng glanced sideways and his voice was extremely cold, "Aren't we still in Crowwood City?"
"Our army has 20,000 more troops than the other side. Why is this?"
"His Royal Highness, since you were injured, we have been forced to leave Crowwood City in two days. My subordinates have not been able to do things well. Please forgive me!" Qingyun responded softly.
Taking a deep breath, Zhan Yuheng sat down on the bed.
"What will happen next? Where are the fifteen thousand reinforcements now?"
Feng Qingyin looked at Qingyun and became more and more nervous.
If she hadn't transferred 10,000 troops without authorization, they wouldn't have been beaten so badly by Feng Jiuer.
"What happens next..." Qingyun calmed down and raised his eyes to look at Feng Qingyin.
Feng Qingyin immediately turned around and said softly: "Brother Prince, I went to see the imperial physician. The imperial physician said..."
Zhan Yuheng turned his gaze from Qingyun to Feng Qingyin and interrupted her.
