The mistress died of overwork, and after rebirth, she was bad at raising her cubs

Xie Shaoshang finally couldn't hold back his laughter and directly reached out and slapped Shuwen on the back of his hand with a "pa" sound.

Shu Wen cried out in pain and withdrew his hand. He felt a little resentful, but as if he thought of Xie Shaoshang's current identity, he held his anger back.

"Eat, eat, eat! Why don't you eat until you're full? Just wait!"

Xie Shaoshang cursed while giving instructions to the people outside.

Shu Wen looked at Xie Shaoshang who was busy, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

At that moment, she didn't know why, but she subconsciously grabbed Xie Shaoshang.

She always had a feeling that if she hadn't held on just now, she might have lost something important?

Shuwen couldn't figure it out, but he didn't want to think about it anymore.

The princess said, just enjoy yourself while you can and don't be afraid of anything.

And she did her job well, so it can be said that she helped the princess, right?

When Xie Shaoshang came back, he saw Shuwen lying on the table, seemingly asleep, which was a bit funny.

This woman waited for him all night, just for him to fulfill his promise.

Xie Shaoshang sighed slightly, picked up the table and placed it carefully on the bed.

He looked at Shuwen's slightly tired face and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

He had been traveling all these days, and had to spend so much energy to open the royal seal last night. It must have not been easy.

I think it's the limit to be able to hold on until he comes back.

Xie Shaoshang was silent for a while, stretched out his hand to touch Shuwen's face, but he quickly retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and before he could hold back, he slapped himself in the face.

What's wrong with him? Is he crazy?

If he desecrated this woman at this moment, she would probably kill him with a knife when she woke up, right?

He didn't want to take revenge and sit on the throne, only to be chopped to death before he could even get comfortable.

That’s all…

There was a bloody night in the Xinyi royal court, and in the neighboring Pingxi army, Shen Qinglan and Nangong Ze also had a sleepless night.

In another quarter of an hour, it would be noon.

However, the signal agreed upon by Shen Qinglan and Xie Shaoshang has still not been sent.

Shen Qinglan felt a little regretful and helpless, but he still turned around and went down the lookout tower and headed towards the assembled troops.

Nangong Ze saw that Shen Qinglan's expression was not very good, so he could only comfort her:

"You don't have to worry too much. The War King's ability to lead troops is incompetent. Maybe even if there are only 30,000 people, he can create a miracle for us?"

Young General Huo Zhanting had never been defeated in a battle and had even fought many battles where he won with a smaller force.

but……

That is based on the assumption that the other party is an enemy!

And the people they are going to face this time are most likely their own people.

Let them fight each other?

Even if it is a victory, it is a pyrrhic victory.

Whenever she thought of this, Shen Qinglan couldn't help but hate the queen even more.

No matter how cruel Emperor Jingren was, he was only targeting people like Huo Zhanting and the Nangong family who posed a threat to him. But the Queen was cruel to everyone!

Shen Qinglan was depressed, but he didn't say anything discouraging. He just nodded and said:

"Let's go, we need to hurry."

Nangong Ze nodded and was about to break camp when someone suddenly exclaimed, "Look, what is that?"

Shen Qinglan turned his head and saw fireworks coming from above the camp opposite them.

Even in broad daylight, it is still dazzling.

Shen Qinglan raised the corners of his mouth, a few hints of smile flashed in his eyes, and he said:

"It's done."

Nangong Ze was stunned for a moment, then he saw a man riding a horse coming from a distance.

The Pingxi Army's arrows were all aimed at that man, but Shen Qinglan raised his hand and said:

"Let him come over, don't get hurt."

The soldiers looked at Nangong Ze, and when they saw Nangong Ze nod, they put down their bows and arrows and allowed Xinyi's men to ride towards them.

"Xu."

The man reined in his horse, jumped off, glanced at everyone, and looked accurately at Shen Qinglan and said:

"Are you Princess Zhan?"

"It's me." Shen Qinglan was not curious about why the other party could see her at a glance. After all, she was the only woman here.

The messenger heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly stepped forward cautiously, presenting a contract with the seal of the Xinyi King.

Shen Qinglan opened it and saw that the contract clearly stated that the new Khan had ascended the throne and wanted to be on good terms with Dayong, so he signed a contract of non-interference for a hundred years and hoped that Dayong would agree.

Shen Qinglan took out the contract and handed it to Nangong Ze, who then passed it to the other Pingxi Army generals.

After everyone read it, they were all shocked.

Regardless of whether Xinyi will abide by the regulations for a hundred years, at least with this contract, there should be no problem in maintaining peace in Pingxi for at least ten or twenty years!

Although Xinyi's national strength is not as good as Dayong's, it is not the kind of shameless person who would go back on his word after signing a contract.

Nangong Ze and other generals all smiled happily.

He immediately allocated another 70,000 troops to make up an army of 100,000, and immediately assembled and left.

Of course, in order to avoid accidents, more than half of the people were left behind to guard this place.

Beijing.

Ever since the second prince was killed, it was clear that Xinyi's army had been in disarray.

The Fourth Prince was very angry when he saw the troops running around everywhere, so he could only order them to stay put for the time being and wait for support.

But the Fourth Prince himself could not wait any longer, he had to enter the palace through the tunnel immediately and get the edict of succession!

Huo Zhanting and his men heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that the Xinyi army was no longer advancing.

After all, they are outnumbered, and even if the other side is leaderless, if they fight back desperately, their casualties will definitely be heavy.

He rushed into the enemy camp fearlessly and killed the second prince just to delay time.

As long as the Second Prince dies, the people of Xinyi will probably not obey the Fourth Prince. In this case, the Fourth Prince will have a hard time moving forward in the Xinyi Army and will definitely try to appease the Xinyi Army and keep it in place for the time being.

Fortunately, Huo Zhanting guessed right.

"Master, more than half of our people have been injured."

"Master, Doctor Gu said that there are still many missing medicinal materials, and they must be replenished as soon as possible."

“Master, I’m afraid the subsequent food and fodder supply will be insufficient. The capital is closed and we can’t provide support.

Huo Zhanting stood in front of the army, listening to the bad news coming from the people around him. After a moment of silence, he said:

"Pass the order down. From today on, everyone will only eat two meals. As for the medicinal materials, please ask Doctor Gu to consider it. Maybe we can use other ones instead. It doesn't matter if the effect is a little worse. Let's save lives first."

When Huo Zhanting said these words, his heart was bleeding.

The 1.9-foot-tall man had red eyes, filled with sadness.

They were trapped by their own people.

How sad?

These days, all the grain that can be borrowed in the capital has been borrowed, and all the medicinal materials that can be requisitioned have also been requisitioned. If we continue, I am afraid that people’s hearts will be unsettled and we will not be able to hold the city.

"Wait a little longer...it will come back soon, very soon..." He believed that Shen Qinglan would come back.

She has always represented hope.

She is everyone's hope.

in the palace.

The queen brought the eighth prince to the emperor's bedroom again.

At this time, only Concubine Yan and the Thirteenth Prince were left in Emperor Jingren's bedroom.

Emperor Jingren, however, was lying on the dragon bed, looking emaciated and in very bad condition.