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Chapter 1926 Phoenix Clan Chapter: Are you starting to waver too?

"Come back now?"

Gong Xinyue frowned, "But we haven't found out when they will launch their attack."

"I think it's just these two days. If the brothers don't come back in time, let them disperse first."

Feng Jiuer picked up the chopsticks.

"Concubine Ya wants to eradicate me. She won't wait too long. No matter how arrogant she is, she will still have a sense of proportion."

"If there are only two days left, our people may not be able to cope with it."

Xing Zizhou put down his bowl and chopsticks.

Feng Jiuer nodded and picked up a bun.

"I'll go find Sister Hua and Brother Yue to discuss it later. I hope it's late."

"What's going on?"

Little Cherry raised her eyes and looked at Feng Jiuer.

"The Queen has received a letter. Counting on it, she will arrive in three or four days."

Feng Jiuer sighed slightly.

"It's not easy for her either. Her palms and back are all flesh."

"The Queen is so generous!"

Little Cherry gave a thumbs up, "There's nothing we can do about it. If it weren't for Feng Qiongang, nothing would have happened."

"Jiu'er, don't think too much, the Queen has her own plans."

"Um."

Feng Jiuer nodded and raised the bowl in his hand.

"Everyone has worked hard during this period. I will drink this bowl of soup first as a token of respect."

"The soup is dry!"

Little Cherry also raised the bowl.

Everyone raised their glasses, raised their bowls, and the long-lost laughter came from the camp.

In the city, in a wing of a mansion, several portraits were placed on the table.

"Uncle Four Emperors, Brother Three Emperors, and Sister Four Emperors, why are you doing this?"

Feng Yan glanced at the portrait, raised the teapot, and took a big sip of tea.

He recalled the scene where he and Fengjiang were drinking and chatting happily on the eaves, and the sadness in his eyes became a little heavier.

"Three Emperor Brother, where are you now?"

Feng Yan lowered his eyes and picked up Feng Jiang's portrait.

"My mother-in-law sent me a letter saying that you are going to be a father soon and asked me to be merciful to you, but where are you now?"

"Why do we four brothers and sisters have to fight against each other?

Third Emperor Brother, tell me, why is this?"

Feng Yan was the only one in the wing, and his personal bodyguards were guarding outside.

If it weren't for the fact that he was unable to drink in the military camp, Feng Yan would have really wanted to get drunk today.

It wasn't his first time leading troops into a war, but it was his first time fighting against his relatives.

On the battlefield, he saw many familiar faces, but he continued to swing his sword.

Feng Yan didn't have the courage to resist the imperial edict, he just couldn't accept the current situation.

"My Lady, are you looking for the Second Prince?"

Outside the wing, the voice of the guard came.

After hearing this, Feng Yan put down the teapot, picked up the letter on the table, turned around and walked towards the candlestick.

"Your Majesty, the Second Prince needs to rest."

The guard wanted to stop him.

Concubine Ya rolled her eyes at him, pushed him away, and kicked the door open.

When she walked in, the letter on the candlestick had not yet been completely burned.

"What are you going to do?"

The second prince returned to the table and sat down.

Concubine Ya looked at the flames on the candlestick and walked straight towards the second prince.

"Oh."

She glanced disdainfully at the portrait on the table, turned around, and sat down on the chair next to her.

"The second prince has not wanted to see me. Are you angry that I disturbed your mother's shop, or do you want to rebel secretly?"

"Concubine Ya, please watch your words!"

The second prince took the cup and poured a cup of tea casually, not bothering to raise his eyes.

"I don't mean not to see you. I'm just busy with business and can't get away."

"Busy with business?"

Concubine Ya's eyes swept over the portrait, and her tone was a bit gloomy.

"The third prince betrayed the emperor, and you are starting to waver, right?"


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