Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

Before Jiang Yuan left, the spy from Wuye Pavilion came over. He stumbled past the guards and fell off the wall.

"Master, are you under house arrest? Why are there so many guards? Does the princess want to torture you to extract a confession?"

Then he turned around and saw the eldest princess right next to his master. He fell to his knees and for a moment he didn't know how to beg for mercy.

Xuan Li held his forehead helplessly: It seems that I have been too indulgent to them on a daily basis.

Jiang Yuan didn't care whether the other person said something bad about her. What she cared about was that the clothes he wore had the Wuye Pavilion logo on them: "Someone from Wuye Pavilion? Master? Xuan Li."

Xuan Li sensed murderous intent in this cold voice. As a martial artist, he sat up straight immediately. "Your Highness, calm down. I thought you, the princess, knew about it last night, so I didn't have time to tell you. After we met that night, you strengthened the guards in my courtyard. I thought you guessed it, so I tested me."

Jiang Yuan really hadn't thought about it that way. She really just thought he was a spy from the enemy country and that's why she had to strengthen his guard. Her judgment was very different from the facts. She coughed to cover it up: "Even if I was testing you, you should have told me proactively. You are so insincere to your allies, Xuanli, you really make me feel cold."

Jiang Yuan pretended to be angry and waved his sleeves to leave.

As expected, Xuan Li grabbed his sleeve.

"Your Highness, I didn't mean to hide it. I'm just used to showing two identities. If Your Highness needs me, Wuye Pavilion is at your disposal."

Jiang Yuan looked back and gave a sly smile: "Okay, I forgive you."

Xuan Li felt a little burning again, and his mouth was dry for a moment.

He blamed himself for not being able to see through these little tricks. How could he hand over all his reliance so easily? There was no other way. A gentleman's word was his bond. He would be tied to the same boat with Jiang Yuan from now on.

The spy who came to report the news was stunned and amazed: Is this flirting? The master is like that incompetent and tyrant emperor who set fire to the emperor's palace to make his concubine smile. Is the future of Wuye Pavilion in jeopardy?

Bah, could the eldest princess be that kind of enchanting concubine?

"Your Highness, Master, the northern Hu tribe seems to have sent out troops, but the border defenses are scattered and I'm afraid they will be breached at any time."

The atmosphere between the two was broken.

Jiang Yuan frowned: "Is the source of the news true?"

Xuan Li's expression was solemn: "How could this happen?"

Jiang Yuan felt her brain was dull and it was too late, but her strength was so limited that she could not do anything.

Xuan Li signaled the spy to go back first.

Then he supported Jiang Yuan and said, "Don't worry, I'll find a way in the south."

There was a noise outside the wall, and the spy was discovered by the guards outside the side hall.

He begged for mercy very skillfully: "My dear brothers, please talk nicely! I am also the eldest princess's man, we are all family, ouch, be gentle."

The two people in the room ignored the insignificant noises outside and began to discuss countermeasures.

Jiang Yuan paced back and forth: "If we seize power now, it will be unjust and unjust, and I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the people. If we don't seize power, we won't be able to mobilize the troops without the tiger talisman."

Xuan Li was silent for a while, then took out a map of Chao State.

Spread out the map, the paper has turned yellow and has many marks on it.

Xuan Li ignored Jiang Yuan's slightly inquiring gaze and pointed to the places marked in a triangle: "I have some soldiers in these places, less than 10,000 in total. I can take these people to the north to defend against the enemy first."

"You mean you go to the north first, and then I'll send people to support you after I get the tiger talisman?"

"Look here, the team closest to the northern border can arrive in three days."

He slid his hand down and pointed to another triangle not far to the lower right: "It will take about five days here. Although these people are not many, they are enough to resist for a while. And the following places, there are about 5,000 elite cavalry. We will lead these people to surround the imperial city."

Jiang Yuan's face was solemn. This was indeed the most dangerous and fastest method.

"Okay, let's do what you said."

Xuan Li held up her hair that fell on the map and said, "Don't worry, we will win. I will spread the news in the city to build momentum for you in the next few days. You just need to wait patiently for your seat."

Jiang Yuan looked straight at the young man in front of her without dodging or evading. His remarks always made her feel that he was still that little fool who could give his whole heart so easily.

"Don't you want to be in this position yourself? I have a 60% chance that your plan will succeed, even if I don't. You must have been preparing for it for a long time."

He met her gaze without dodging: "I used to think that hatred was driving me to do these things, and my only goal was the reward. But after being with you, I realized that I was not interested in those things. If Yan Shi had not poisoned me, I might have been happy to be a fool in this palace for the rest of my life without worrying about anything."

"Your Highness, Princess, do you know that I wrote a letter to Yanshi? The Chanyu has long been controlled by her. As long as she disagrees, no one can lead the army to the battle, but they still went out. In her heart, I will always be the one who can be abandoned at will. She would abandon me without hesitation if there was a "godson" who was willing to surrender to her. I thought she would feel a little guilty towards me..."

Jiang Yuan hugged his head and said, "Some people are not worthy of being mothers."

"I'm not really sad. This will only make me more determined to raise my knife against them."

As he said this, he still buried his head in the crook of her neck.

If it weren't for her, he really wouldn't have these sour emotions. He would just feel bored and wait for both sides to kill each other before he could reap the benefits.

Being an emperor? If he was restricted and instructed by a group of old men every day, he might as well die.

When all this is over, he might really become like she said, addicted to fighting and live his life in a daze.

Fortunately, now that he had her, he had a feeling of belonging, which made him feel at ease, satisfied and satisfied. She could indeed be a good emperor. He was willing to be her knife.