Princess, come home quickly, the God of War Prince is going to be jealous to death!

"Your Majesty, you are not here just for food."

"The queen set up a plan today to marry you to the prince. My father was worried that if the dirty things in the palace failed once, they would happen a second time, so he arranged a marriage for you and me." Ye Nanxuan paid attention to Wen Zhiyue while eating. expression.

"As a woman, who can I influence?"

"Yue'er is different from other women." Ye Nanxuan looked at Wen Zhiyue affectionately and softly.

"My lord has overestimated my daughter. I only wish for a safe and smooth life, and nothing else." Wen Zhiyue picked up a piece of meat comfortably and naturally and slowly put it into her mouth.

"What about Yuehuan, I will help you achieve your wish, how about it?"

Hearing Ye Nanxuan's words, Wen Zhi was stunned for a moment, and continued to eat after a while, "Now the countries are ready to take action. If there is a slight mistake, Tian Yu will be attacked from all sides, and the Ye Emperor will not agree."

"My father is in his twilight years. Although he has the idea of ​​unifying all countries, he is afraid of losing because there is no one he can trust around him."

"Then the prince has someone he can trust by his side." Wen Zhiyue's eyes were full of temptation and expectation.

"One person, Yue'er, is enough." Ye Nanxuan put down the bowls and chopsticks, with a wanton smile on his cold and handsome face.

"Your Majesty, if you have nothing else to do, please come back." Wen Zhiyue urged with a rosy face, staring at Ye Nanxuan.

Ye Nanxuan stood up, walked out the door, and left with Ye Qi.

The next day, the Ye Emperor's imperial edict of marriage was delivered to the General's Mansion and the Prince's Mansion. Wen Zhiyue took the edict and sent away the eunuch who announced it.

"Girl, the shark fins and bear paws you asked to prepare yesterday are ready. Do you need to send them to the palace now?" Xuemei asked softly, standing beside Wen Zhiyue.

"Let's stew it at noon and give it to everyone." Wen Zhiyue rolled her eyes at Xuemei, threw the imperial edict in her hand into Xuemei's arms, and walked quickly into the house.

Xuemei, who was left in the courtyard with a surprised look on her face, was at a loss.

Ye Zhao patted Xuemei on the shoulder and asked what happened. Xuemei recounted what happened at the palace banquet, causing Ye Zhao to cover his mouth and chuckle.

"Last night, we needed to deliver shark fins and bear paws to the palace. There is no need to deliver them today. Today's lunch is rich." After Ye Zhao finished speaking, he left with a smile.

Xuemei tilted her head. After all, she still didn't understand why she didn't need to send shark fins and bear paws.

A few days later, the streets of Kyoto were decorated with lights and colorful decorations, welcoming envoys from various countries with a peaceful and prosperous scene.

In the Qingxin Palace, the Emperor of the Night put down the memorial, "Zhang Cheng, have all the envoys from various countries arrived?"

"We're all here. It's just..." Zhang Cheng bowed and hesitated to speak. The Emperor of the Night glanced at him and motioned for him to continue, "It's just that the Saint of Southern Xinjiang sends official documents every day and wants to see His Majesty alone."

"Hmph, in the name of civil strife in Southern Xinjiang, they messed up our borders, attacked our border cities, and injured our soldiers. I don't know how many spies from other countries are in this court." The Emperor of the Night became angry and said, "Let Nanxuan come to me tomorrow."

"Yes." Zhang Cheng retreated to the table, and Ye Huang picked up a memorial again to review.

In Qingya Courtyard, Wen Zhiyue sat at the desk, drawing a sketch of the granary in her hand. Xuemei stood beside her, looking at the sketch curiously, "What did the girl draw?"

"This is a grain storage warehouse, also called a granary. After I make some modifications, it can be given to Wen Yu." Wen Zhiyue looked at the sketch and put down the pen with satisfaction.

"Girl, there is new news from Zixuan." Luo Chuan stood outside the door and reported with cupped hands.

"Come in and talk."

Luo Chuan quickly walked into the room, "Girl, Zi Xiang has the latest news from the Pavilion Master."

"Tell me quickly, where is the second cousin now? Is there any trace of the eldest cousin?" Wen Zhiyue's face was gloomy and her brows were furrowed.

"The young village owner heard that the Green Silk Grass can cure poison, so he followed the Green Silk Grass to the Dongyue Kingdom. After that, he couldn't find any news about it."

"It's really good. Yuehuan planned to kill me, and then Southern Xinjiang wanted to use a knife to kill people and frame my uncle. Now Dongyue Kingdom also wants to harm my cousin's life. Could it be that all the countries in the world cannot tolerate the Wen family and the Long family?" Wen Zhiyue was so angry that she looked at Luo Chuan coldly, "Let Zi spread the news to the second cousin. The information network of Dark Moon Tower can be restarted, and the craftsmen entrenched in various countries will no longer be silent." Wen Zhiyue's eyes indicated that Xuemei was there. Taking out a brocade box from the cabinet, Wen Zhiyue took the bamboo hairpin from her head, opened the brocade box, and sifted through the layers in the brocade box to take out a tiger head seal.

"Xuemei, grind the ink."

Wen Zhiyue picked up the pen, wrote a few large characters on the paper, and stamped the tiger head seal on the paper, "Luochuan, forward this letter to Zixuan and ask him to deliver it to his second cousin."

"Yes."

"In addition, send this drawing to Pancheng and give it to Wen Yu." Wen Zhiyue put the sketch drawn on the table into an envelope and handed it to Luo Chuan.

"Yes, my subordinates will do it right away." Luo Chuan bowed his hands and then turned and walked out the door.

"Girl, as soon as this tiger's head chapter comes out, the detailed work and information network that have been dormant for many years will be restarted. Will this violate the old owner's wishes?

Will. " Xuemei reminded with some worry.

"I originally thought that Yue Huan was the enemy of the Long family and the Wen family, but now it seems that all countries are eyeing the Long family and the Wen family." Wen Zhiyue walked away from the desk, with a solemn murderous look in her eyes, "If it is the Long family, The family and the Wen family are in silence, and in a few years, both the father and mother guarding the border, as well as the grandparents and second brother traveling far away, will become victims of the power struggle in various countries."

"Xuemei understands the girl's difficulties." Xuemei bowed her hands and went out.

Outside the door, Ling Yi looked at Xuemei with a solemn face and asked softly: "What happened?"

"Commander Ling, if we return to the battlefield one day, the soldiers in Wuyin Mountain will be willing." Xuemei did not answer Ling Yi, but repeated it with some worry.

"Of course I do. After so many years of silence, the soldiers in Wuyin Mountain are waiting for orders from General Long and the princess." Ling Yi's eyes were suddenly startled, feeling that he had just been too excited and said the word princess.

"Who did you just say, princess, which princess?" Xuemei frowned, staring doubtfully at Ling Yi's eyes that quickly dodge.

"It's nothing, I'm old and just talking nonsense." After Ling Yi said that, he quickly walked away, leaving Xuemei alone at the door, staring at Ling Yi's walking back in a daze.

She knew that Ling Yi was definitely not talking nonsense. Who else could the person that General Long wants to protect be the princess of Beiling Kingdom? Then where is the princess of Beiling Kingdom now? She has never heard of it in so many years. The princess of Beiling Kingdom is still alive. Could it be that General Long rescued the princess when Beiling Kingdom was destroyed?

Xuemei seemed to have learned a huge secret. She returned to the house and ran to the desk, "Girl, this is terrible."

"What happened to make you so panicked?" Wen Zhiyue sat in front of the case, holding a book in her hands. She turned to Xuemei and asked softly.

"Girl, if Princess Beiling is still alive, will General Long return to the country?" Xuemei looked at Wen Zhiyue with expectant eyes.

"How do you know the princess is still alive? Did Ling Yi say that?" Wen Zhiyue looked calm. She turned back and continued to read the book in her hand.

"Girl, why are you so quiet?"

"What will happen if the princess is alive? She is just a woman. How many soldiers in the world are willing to sincerely help a woman ascend the throne. Well, just pretend you have never heard of it. Don't talk nonsense after you get out." Wen Zhiyue looked at her with a warning look. He glanced at Xuemei.

"Yes, this slave knows." Xuemei walked out the door disappointedly.