The legitimate daughter returns, and the princess goes crazy

As soon as these words were spoken, people all around started talking about it.

"What the Saint of Dongfan said is correct. There is a huge difference between killing the enemy and slaughtering them. Princess Pingting is simply changing the concept."

“Although I am from Northern Qi, I stand with the Eastern Tibetan Saint in this wave. This Mu Yan is really embarrassing. If I were her, I would have walked with my head down. How could I possibly speak so arrogantly here?

"Yes, even if she didn't kill Miss Yi, she was able to remain calm in front of a pile of body parts. It is said that she even ate roast duck when she returned home. If she is not a psychopath, what is she?"

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone looked at Mu Yan with even more contempt. Even the people standing around Mu Yan watching the show couldn't help but take a step back, as if they were afraid that they would be infected by her if they stood too close to her.

Only Han Bingjie not only did not step back, but also stepped forward and held Mu Yan's hand, silently comforting her.

At this time, Si Yao was very satisfied with the reactions of the people around her. She raised her chin slightly and looked at Mu Yan provocatively.

Mu Yan looked directly at her provocation, and a wave of ridicule appeared at the corners of his bright red lips, "Ha!"

Si Yao frowned and asked loudly, "What are you laughing at? Is what everyone said wrong?"

Mu Yan stared into her eyes and said word by word: "I'm not saying that what everyone else said is wrong, I'm saying that you are wrong."

Hearing this, Si Yao immediately retorted: "What did I say wrong?"

Mu Yan's eyes were full of contempt, and he said solemnly, "We in Northern Qi are a great country of etiquette. Our ancestor emperor once said that civil officials should not deceive the people with their pens, and generals should not kill ants with their swords. As a Northern Qi army, the Yanyun Army always keeps this golden rule in mind. First, do not massacre innocent civilians, and second, do not abuse prisoners of war.

However, war is not a joke, nor is it a place for sightseeing. Every soldier going to the battlefield is fighting for his country. In every battle, they will try their best to fight the enemy and use their flesh and blood to resist the enemy's swords.

So after every war, the battlefield was littered with tattered corpses, bloody limbs scattered all over the ground, and even heads pierced by the enemy's red guns were covered with red blood plasma.

Now, do you still think that the remains of a corpse are disgusting, terrifying, or admirable?"

After hearing Mu Yan's words, the originally noisy courtyard suddenly became extremely quiet, with only the sound of the breeze blowing through the red plum blossoms. Those bright red plum blossoms seemed to be dyed with the blood of every soldier who died for his country. The rustling sound seemed as if they were applauding his words.

There were many wives of generals present, and they agreed with this statement more than anyone else. If their husbands, or fathers, or brothers, felt scared or horrified upon seeing the remains of severed fingers, then were they still worthy of being soldiers?

If everyone was like this, there would be no need to fight the war; we would just have to surrender and lay down our arms.

At this time, the looks most people gave Mu Yan began to change gradually.

A woman with a hint of heroism in her brows stood up and clapped her hands.

"Well, that's a great point. My brother is a pioneer. He has taken thousands of enemy heads on the battlefield and seen countless bloody corpses. But he is not afraid of these things. Are those who are not afraid of these things mentally ill?"

Another girl who also looked like a military commander stood up and said, "Yes, my father often told me about his experiences on the battlefield. When the war was fierce, they would eat on the battlefield full of corpses. If they didn't eat, they would have no strength to fight and would have returned home dead long ago."

Si Yao didn't expect that the people around her would change their minds so quickly. Her mind raced, trying to figure out how to refute Mu Yan.

But before she opened her mouth, she heard Mu Yan clear her throat and continued, "Take the corpse of Miss Yi that I saw a few days ago. When I saw her destroyed body, the first thing I felt was not fear, but pity.

It's a pity that a girl of my age met with a disaster, so when I saw the dagger dropped beside her, the first thing I thought of was whether there were any clues of the murderer left on the knife, so I picked it up, but I didn't expect it to cause a misunderstanding. "

At this moment, after hearing these words, a glimmer of light flashed across Yi Moyue's black pupils. She pursed her lips but did not speak.

Instead, the girl who was a military general stood up again to praise Mu Yan. At this moment, she had turned into a little fan girl, with admiration in her eyes, "Princess Pingting is really great. She is worthy of being the daughter of a general, and she is very courageous."

Si Yao glared at her, and Mu Yan stood in front of the girl, blocking her sharp gaze.

She is just like this. She is very clear about what she loves and hates, and she is extremely protective of her own shortcomings. She will definitely protect those who show kindness to her, such as the girl who stands up to defend her, but she will never let go of those who ridicule and trip her up, and will directly poke at the place that she fears the most.

"I heard that the Saint of Dongfan would bring good luck to the Dongfan country, so she would often go to the battlefield to boost the morale of the soldiers. But why does the Saint seem to be unfamiliar with the battlefield? Are the rumors untrue, or has the Saint in front of me never been to the battlefield?"

There was a lot of meaning in her words, especially when she said the last sentence. Si Yao's expression immediately became extremely uneasy, "You! Of course I have been to the battlefield, but I just forgot it for a while."

Mu Yan raised an eyebrow and sighed, "So that's how it is. It's a pity for the soldiers of Dongfan. Each of them fought every war with their lives, but their sacrifices and efforts were so easily forgotten and erased. It's a pity."

Si Yao was successfully enraged and said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense. I have seen all the efforts made by our Dongfan soldiers to defend the country. Please be careful with your words, Princess, so as not to affect the unity of our Dongfan."

Mu Yan glanced at her lightly and said, "Whether it was me who affected the unity of your Dongfan, or the actions of the Saint Lady made your Dongfan soldiers feel disheartened, everyone present knows the answer.

Si Yao gritted her teeth and said, "Princess Pingting is quite eloquent, but I didn't expect that Northern Qi would treat guests in this way."

Han Bingjie was shocked by her attitude of putting the blame on someone else, and immediately stood up to defend Mu Yan: "Since the Saint knows that you are a guest, then do your duty as a guest, eat and drink, why bother to meddle in the affairs of us Northern Qi people."

After saying that, he didn't even look at her, and pulled Mu Yan away, muttering as he walked, "Yan'er, let's go. Don't argue with villains or fools. Why waste your breath here with her?"

If there weren't so many people standing nearby, Mu Yan really wanted to jump up and applaud her for what she said. It was so satisfying.

Especially after seeing Si Yao's blushing face, he felt as if he had eaten honey.

Well done!

"you!"

Si Yao and the other two were trembling, but couldn't utter a word.

Just then, a sharp voice sounded, bringing this farce to an end.