Hearing Zhan Yuheng's words, Feng Qingyin froze in her tracks.
Zhan Yuheng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, slowly opened them, and his eyes fell on Qingyun.
"explain!"
Qingyun calmed down, cupped his hands and said, "Miss Qingyin proposed to attack Mocheng, and my subordinates... had no objection."
"How outrageous!" Zhan Yuheng slapped the wood of the bed hard, "How can you issue orders at will for such a big matter?"
After touching his waist, Zhan Yuheng looked at Feng Qingyin, his eyes darkening.
"Where is my token?"
Qingyun didn't dare to raise his eyes, still kneeling on the ground.
It was very quiet in the tent, and the only thing that could be heard was the other party's rough breathing.
With a "Gulu" sound, Feng Qingyin swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned around, met Zhan Yuheng's gaze, and blinked.
"Brother Prince." After she pursed her lips, her face returned to its usual gentleness.
Holding her stomach, she walked in small steps to Zhan Yuheng.
"Brother Prince, I'm sorry! I stole your token and gave you the order."
After rubbing her bulging belly, Feng Qingyin carefully sat down next to Zhan Yuheng.
"Didn't I want to share the worries for you, the prince brother? The 15,000 reinforcements at that time were blocked by the troops sent by Mocheng."
"Brother Prince, how many troops do you think Mocheng can have?"
"Reinforcements were sent out again and again, so I thought about letting 10,000 soldiers and 15,000 reinforcements attack the city directly."
"Who would have thought that as soon as my ten thousand soldiers left, Feng Jiuer would come out of the city to attack us. Brother Prince, it was my carelessness and negligence."
"I'm sorry! Brother Prince."
Feng Qingyin leaned forward, but was forced away by Zhan Yuheng's cold air.
"Where is my token?" Zhan Yuheng's voice could almost freeze the air in the entire tent.
Feng Qingyin, who was frightened and fell on the bed, lay sideways on the bed, looking at Zhan Yuheng, tears streaming down her face.
"Brother Prince, why did you... I said, I didn't mean it, I... wuwu... Brother Prince."
The token hadn't been exchanged yet, so Feng Qingyin didn't dare to take any risks. She just wanted to delay, so she delayed.
When Zhan Yuheng looked back at him, Feng Qingyin clutched her stomach and tried to sit up, but was unable to fall down.
"Brother Prince, my stomach hurts...Brother Prince, my stomach hurts..."
"The imperial concubine is not feeling well, please have her taken there for treatment." Zhan Yuheng waved his hand and said in a deep voice.
"Yes." He nodded easily, turned around and strode out.
He went out and asked to go down, then opened the curtain and returned to the tent.
"Brother Prince, I...I...feel uncomfortable." Feng Qingyin lay there and stretched out her hand, asking for help.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Yuheng stood up without even looking at her.
"Arrange for someone to take the concubine back to the palace. The token must be handed over to me within a quarter of an hour."
Without saying a word, Zhan Yuheng walked away.
"Yes." Qingyun nodded, strode over, took Zhan Yuheng's robe, ran out and put it on him.
"Where is my study room?" Zhan Yuheng asked in a deep voice.
"Prince, this way, please!" Qingyun waved his hand.
The two men left, leaving only Feng Qingyin lying on the bed in the tent.
She sat up and took out the fake token from her sleeve, already a little confused.
She does not want to return to the palace, she must be with the prince brother, and she will not leave even if she dies.
After sitting on the bed for a while, Feng Qingyin stood up, held the token in hand, and walked out.
Qingyun opened the curtain and Zhan Yuheng walked into the tent arranged in the study.
"Your Highness." Putting down the curtain, Qingyun immediately went over and supported Zhan Yuheng, "Your current situation is not stable yet. Sit down and talk."
After helping Zhan Yuheng on the chair covered with blankets, Qingyun knelt down again.
"Your Highness, this subordinate is guilty, but I beg you to listen to what he has to say first. The situation is urgent."
He raised his eyes and glanced at Zhan Yuheng, and with his acquiescence, Qingyun's voice sounded again.
"In this battle, our army lost approximately 10,000 troops, and tens of thousands of brothers were infected with cartilage and were unable to fight."
"The reinforcements did not go south as planned, but went back and went north. I received news today that they received a secret order to go back."
"Whose secret order?" Zhan Yuheng just woke up and his breath was very weak.
If he hadn't been in much better shape than the average person, he wouldn't have been able to walk such a long distance just now.
"I heard that someone gave the order with His Highness the Crown Prince's token. The leader, General Chen, said that he had confirmed that the token was genuine."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyun took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Zhan Yuheng.
"Your Highness, this is General Chen's letter. Please read it."
Zhan Yuheng took the letter and looked at it carefully, his eyes darkened.
"Bring her here." He took a deep breath and said coldly.
"Does His Highness the Crown Prince think that Miss Qingyin did this?" Qingyun frowned, "This shouldn't be possible."
"Miss Qingyin has always hated Feng Jiuer and always wanted to send troops to capture Feng Jiuer. Miss Qingyin has no reason to ask for reinforcements to leave."
"What did you call her for?" Zhan Yuheng looked at Qingyun and half-squinted his eyes.
"Qing, Miss Qingyin." Qingyun pursed his lips and responded in a low voice, "I will bring her here right now."
"Stop!" Zhan Yuheng's deep voice sounded, "You have always refused to acknowledge her identity. Why did you make such a change?"
Qingyun raised his eyes and glanced, his eyes twinkling a bit.
"She is right. Feng Jiu'er is a stumbling block for His Highness, and she is the one who loves His Highness the most."
"If she can truly be kind to His Highness the Crown Prince, she will also be my Qingyun's master."
Looking up again, Qingyun raised his hand.
"Your Highness, I'll ask her to come over, but I still don't think Miss Qingyin can really use it..."
As if thinking of something, Qingyun frowned slightly.
"Your Highness, what you mean is that Miss Qingyin left your real token outside, and now she has a fake token in her hand?"
Zhan Yuheng half-squinted his eyes, feeling very irritated.
"It's either her or you, you choose one." He took a deep breath and said calmly.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince." Qingyun knelt down with a "pop" sound, "If you are not a subordinate, how could you steal His Highness the Crown Prince's token?"
"Your Highness, I really don't have any. Please investigate thoroughly!"
"Bring her here and things will come to light." Zhan Yuheng said in a low and weak voice.
"Yes." Qingyun stood up and raised his eyes to look at Zhan Yuheng, "By the way, Your Highness, the bodies of Qian Jiangbing have been found and they are confirmed to have been poisoned."
"However, General Cai's body was not found. According to the information from the spies, General Cai should be in the team."
"Your Highness, do you still need to continue investigating this matter?"
"Check!" Zhan Yuheng waved his hand, "Since there are still survivors, we must find him."
