Chapter 425: It's Time to Fulfill Your Promise

Feng Yiluan thought that he had promised Sister Wu that after defeating the Warrior, he would help her retrieve the magic weapon and exercise secrets of Nanwu Luomen, and King Xi had also made this promise.

So she said in the tone of the king: "Several adults, over the years, the Warrior Kingdom has repeatedly violated my Yueqi, plundered countless spirit stones, craftsmen, and cattle, horses, and poultry, and also plundered many Li Shu farmers as slaves and domestic slaves. ”

Master Zheng nodded and said, "It should be so." ”

Feng Yiluan took the opportunity to say again: "There is another thing. Several adults may also know that Kou Chongwu once persecuted this king and forcibly abducted the king's Princess Weihua as a hostage, this fact is a great shame for my Ying family, and now this king has taken Princess Weihua back to the palace, but found that Princess Weihua has been deeply harmed by Kou Chongwu over the years, it is said that Kou Chongwu used a secret technique to Princess Weihua from the Wild Cultivation Sect, and pushed Princess Weihua into the body of the Yin......"

Speaking of this, Feng Yiluan shook his head bitterly, almost beating his chest, and continued: "It is said that this secret technique is called from one ...... Fog ~~ Oh, Nan ~ ~ South Fog Luomen or something in the wild cultivation sect to scavenge, if you want to save Princess Via's life, this king must find this secret book, in order to trace the roots, try to regulate Princess Via's body. Princess Weihua will not recover for a day, and this king will not be at peace for a day!"

After speaking, Feng Yiluan also pretended to be sad and sad, like a good father who loves his daughter.

Only by pretending to be like this can she convince Lord Zheng and the others that Yue Yu wants to find the secret book of Nanwu Luomen, purely to save Princess Weihua.

Lord Zheng looked at the dustless clothes, and then looked at the Ministry of Rites Supervisor Feng, then nodded, and said: "What the King of Xuan said is reasonable, then, please make a detailed list of the wealth, people, and animals that have been plundered over the years, and the official can follow this to urge the Fierce Country, open the treasure house in the palace, and return all the items to Yue Yu, and the cattle and horses can be converted into equivalent gold for delivery." As for cheats......"

Shuang Ye opened his mouth and said: "Lord Zheng, as for the matter of Princess Weihua, since it is related to the Ye Xiu Sect, and it involves the old matter of a few years ago, the Pillow Pavilion should also be involved in it at that time, so leave this matter to me to supervise, and I will accompany General Yuan to the mansion of General Kou to find the secret book of the Southern Fog Luo Gate." ”

Master Zheng happily responded: "This is the best." ”

Feng Yiluan, who was dressed as a king, said: "How dare you bother Lord Wuchen Feiyi." ”

Frost Night smiled meaningfully at Feng Yiluan and said, "The king is polite, there is no need to say much about the matter." ”

……

The Warriors collected their troops and returned to the wrong city. The Minister of State "Lu Qiu" presided over the overall situation for King Ding Heng Gaoyang, and the crown prince Heng Rui Guang supervised the country.

Yue Yu also collected his troops according to the courtesy, and 50,000 elite soldiers continued to be stationed outside the city of Hubcuo, retreating three miles.

Feng Yiluan and King Xu, Yuan Ruili and others returned to the camp, Feng Yiluan rode on the horse and stretched his waist, in front of everyone, learned the tone of King Xu, and said lazily: "The widow is tired, go back to rest for an hour first, and then raise the account later, Yuan Aiqing, you go to deal with the regular military affairs first, and ah, arrange a banquet in the evening, and the widow should celebrate the success!

The king listened to it from the sidelines, secretly stealing fun, this Luan'er, learning from the widow is really like learning! Especially the demeanor and tone of speech, if it is really the widow's own child, it would be better, if it could be a son, it would be even better, and the throne could be passed on to her...... Hey, no, what are the widows thinking?

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Feng Yiluan lazily returned to the golden silk brocade tent of the king of Xu, and it didn't take long for Duanxu to dress up as a waiter who delivered tea, and rubbed into the brocade tent with his head down and tea and food.

"Ahem, Miss Luan, how do you feel about pretending to be a king these days, can't you enjoy it?"

Feng Yiluan said: "Uncle Duan, you came in time, help me change back to my original appearance, let me change back into my dress, these two days can be regarded as uncomfortable to death, and it is still enjoyable? Are you ridiculing me, what kind of kingly feeling, the big sleeves of the robe are verbose and troublesome, and the annoyance is annoying." ”

Duanxu laughed and said: "I think Miss Luan is pretending to be decent, why don't we just kill the King of Luan, and Miss Luan will always act as the King of Luan, how about it?"

Feng Yiluan refused without even thinking about it: "Uncle Duan, don't tell jokes, don't talk nonsense, don't put me in the deep pit again, whoever loves to be the monarch should be, don't always drag me to accompany you to do this kind of thing, if you covet the royal power, go to another country and find another monarch to toss." ”

"Is Miss Luan's heart for freedom, or is she more and more concerned about the king and thinking about him more and more in the situation of the king?"

"Uncle Duan, don't test my mind anymore, I have a heart for freedom, and I also sympathize with the king and sympathize with the monarch and ministers, can't you? ”

"How could you forget?" Duanxu smiled, took a few steps forward, and helped Feng Yiluan remove the disguise technique and return to her original appearance.

Not long after, the king dressed as Feng Yiluan also came to the golden silk brocade tent and asked Duanxu to change him back to his original state.

Feng Yiluan and King Xi changed their clothes again, and finally exchanged their identities back.

An hour later, the king came to the big tent of the Chinese army, and invited Lord Zheng, Wuchen Feiyi, and Lord Feng to discuss the matter together.

Feng Yiluan sat in his position on the lower left, and suddenly felt so comfortable.

The king said: "This king has ordered someone to settle the assets that the country has extorted and plundered from this country for three hundred years, and then it will be exempted, the time is long, I am afraid that the miscalculation will seem to be the king of this Ding is blackmailing, of course, there is a record in the palace, within a day, the prime minister of the state will pass the list to the king, and when the time comes, I have to ask Lord Zheng to preside over this matter." ”

"This matter is reasonable, and it is easy to say. ”

These days, Lord Zheng has been entertained by the king every day, and he has shortened the distance between the food and wine, so his attitude towards Yue Yu has long been very different from when he first came to supervise the war, and he is very polite with the king of Xu, as for this kind of thing that is already reasonable, he is even more happy to be a favor.

Subsequently, the king briefly mentioned the secret book of Princess Weihua and Nanwu Luomen, and said a few words to Lord Zheng and Wuchen Feiyi, and then ordered a banquet, summoning Wu Yinji to bring all the sisters to perform music and dance, and frequently toasted with Lord Zheng, the atmosphere was quite harmonious, and he really drank to the point of drunkenness.

Feng Yiluan remembered the matter in his heart, so he only watched coldly, only drank three glasses of wine, and after eating enough, he retired early and returned to his bed.

After a while, she heard the music on the side of the Chinese army's tent and was completely silent, so she used a ghost escape charm that Duanxu had given her a long time ago, quietly slipped out of the sleeping tent, and sneaked into the tent of the dancing trace.