Looking at Liu Wanyu's leaving figure, a hint of darkness flashed in the eyes of the drug boy who had just greeted her warmly.
He turned around and walked into the back room. The old man inside gave him a letter: "Go and hurry."
Nowadays, in addition to people from many small countries looking for alliances, many are also looking at Feng Country.
If there is a fight between these two big countries, then they might be able to reap the benefits from behind.
"Your Highness, as you expected, the surrounding small countries have set their sights on Liangzhou." Mulin walked in quickly with a carrier pigeon and handed the note on it to Feng Qiming.
Feng Qiming took it and after reading it, he destroyed it with an expressionless expression: "They think too simply. Although Liangzhou seems to be the best place to attack, it..."
Feng Qiming changed his words, with a cold tone in his tone: "At the same time, Liangzhou is also an important place for the economic operation of the North. How can we give them hope?"
"Then why don't we take advantage of those small countries and let them create some panic in the Northern Kingdom first?" Mulin meant being the pusher behind those small countries.
Feng Qiming thought for a while and shook his head: "There is no need to wait and see now."
After all, everyone is watching them.
"As for the Second Prince, are we still following the original plan?" Now that the situation is urgent, Mulin can't help but feel worried.
The current situation is really unfavorable for them, it can be said to be internal and external troubles.
"Let me think about it, how have you been lately?" Feng Qiming's face had not shown any hesitation for a long time.
Mulin naturally knew what he was talking about and shook his head: "My subordinate went to look at it personally and investigated it. There is no difference."
"Your Highness, is it okay?" Mulin did not say the next words.
"Let's do this for now, and we'll talk about it later." Feng Qiming looked indifferent, not knowing what he was thinking.
"How is that proton from the North doing now?" Feng Qiming thought of another thing.
"There is nothing unusual. Every move he makes is within our sight." With such big things happening in the Northern Kingdom now, naturally, although the hostage of the Northern Kingdom is an abandoned son, he can still be from the Northern Kingdom.
"Keep staring."
"When will she leave?" Feng Qiming hesitated for a moment, then asked.
Mulin knew who she was talking about, and he could do nothing about the awkwardness between the two: "We are already making preparations. I think it will only be in the next few days. Your Highness, don't worry, the princess will definitely come to see you before she leaves.
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Between the two brothers and sisters, the princess did not regard herself as a royal person at all, while Feng Qiming regarded the princess as his sister, but because of what he had done before, he felt awkward in his heart.
"Dad, have there been fewer people staring at us lately?" Feng Wu walked out of the kitchen in a somewhat embarrassed manner, carrying a plate of fried small yellow croakers.
Dongfang Zhi frowned and looked at the plate. He really didn't know how to describe it. It was dark and numb: "What are you doing?"
Feng Wu smiled innocently at him, holding the plate of small fish in his hand in a showy way: "Isn't this because I want to cook for my father and mother before I leave?"
A trace of disgust flashed in Dongfang Zhi's eyes, but he couldn't show it too obviously: "You called me here just to let me go back as a small fish?"
Feng Wu put down the plate in his hand. Dongfang Zhi looked at it and felt inexplicably relieved.