Yunmo raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Is this a threat?" ”

King Fuyuan said helplessly: "This is a plea." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yunmo nodded, and agreed to King Fuyuan's condition.

King Fuyuan's face showed joy, and he breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, "Thank you, Your Highness." This thank you is for the people of the fiefdom, without the slightest reluctance.

Yunmo sat steadily and received the gift of King Fuyuan.

The atmosphere in the tea shop suddenly became friendly, and after reaching an agreement, King Fuyuan put down the burden in his heart.

"Whew!" King Fuyuan took a deep breath and said all the thoughts that were suppressed in his heart, "The nails of those hidden families are really buried too deep, and this king can't even think that there are so many dangerous people around him." Take 10,000 steps back, even if it is a 1 in 10,000 chance, this king will succeed in the future, and who of these people around him are from the hidden family, in this world, whether the king has the final say, or the people from the hidden family. ”

To put it simply and crudely, King Fuyuan would rather be a useless vassal king than a puppet manipulated by others.

Yunmo glanced at King Fuyuan in surprise, this person thought clearly, even if many people knew that they would become puppets, they still couldn't resist that temptation, after all, it was the supreme position, the throne of the king.

After the secret talk, Yunmo took the people back to the Youzhou army and stayed for most of the day, and then led the men and horses forward again.

In Jizhou City, the official who was temporarily in charge of affairs came to report with a little panic: "Your Highness, the army of the vassal king has passed, and he is incompetent and incompetent, so he did not stop them. ”

A head slammed on the ground, the person who came was really guilty, His Royal Highness left him in Jizhou, just let him go up when something happened, but he could only watch those troops pass by Jizhou City, and he didn't dare to stop it.

Yunmo said: "Get up, it's right for you to do this." ”

There are not many people left in Jizhou City, most of them are still some injured people, as well as the Yan Army and the original people in Jizhou City, these people are not easy to manage, how can they be compared to those who are united in the army, and they are right to fight without going out of the city, otherwise at this moment, Jizhou City is afraid that it will be full of blood and corpses all over the field.

Qian Yuanning instantly felt that he was alive again, and got up and stood aside.

Jizhou is the place where Yunmo plans to rest for the time being, and the army will stay here for a whole day, and after resting, they will set off again.

Since it is already late, it is no good to wait for work at ease, and to rush tiredly.

King Yan and the city lord of Jingzhou and others gathered together, drinking tea and gossiping.

The city lord of Jingzhou said: "Lao Tzu just can't get used to you pampered guys, all of them have tender skin, they are just little white faces, what can you do when you fight, do you cry?" ”

"Haha!" Several people around the Jingzhou City Lord laughed, and the rough laughter spread far away.

King Yan smiled disdainfully, looking at the eyes of the Jingzhou City Lord as if he was caring for his brain, and said quietly: "It is not a brute force to fight, otherwise when you get to the battlefield, you will not be ready-made targets and let others slaughter them." ”

"Who are you talking about?" The stout man said.

King Yan smiled leisurely and said, "This king didn't name him, why are you in a hurry." ”

The commotion sounded for a moment, and soon calmed down again.

Yan Zimin, the commander of the Yan Army, had just returned from discussing with His Royal Highness King Wu, and when he passed by, he heard the voice of his own prince, and couldn't help but stop for a moment, listening to his prince's mouth choking, his expression looked a little complicated.

The prince has become what he is now, the old prince has a spirit in the sky, if he sees it, he doesn't know whether he is happy or angry.

"Haha!" I don't know what to say in the room, and King Yan suddenly burst into a hearty laugh.

Yan Zimin also laughed, shook his head slightly, and turned around to do his own thing.

In Youzhou City, there are also people who are in a good mood.

Song Wan'er watched the carrier pigeon fly back again, with a smile in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

Princess Wu glanced at Song Wan'er with a smile, "It's Mo'er's letter again." ”

Song Wan'er's face was slightly red, and her heart was very sweet.

A few days ago, Song Wan'er would always wake up from nightmares at night, and her appetite was also affected, and she could hardly eat anything.

Princess Wu saw it in her eyes, her heart was anxious, but she didn't dare to reveal it on her face, for fear of affecting her, so she could only come over every day to accompany Song Wan'er more, and take her out for a walk when the weather was good, so as not to stay at home alone and be prone to crankiness.

After a few days, Princess Wu found that every time her daughter-in-law saw her, she had a smile on her face, but she still found that Song Wan'er was getting thinner and thinner.

The pale face can be concealed, but the condition of the body cannot deceive people.

Princess Wu thought about it, and finally said something in the letter, hoping that her son could persuade one or two in the letter.

She is a person from the past, so she naturally knows that at this time, no matter how many words and persuasions from other people are, they are not as important as Yunmo's words.

Yunmo's letter came quickly, and since then, he has almost maintained the frequency of one letter a day, and sometimes he can even receive two letters a day, which is faster than the news of the war report, so that the entire Wuwang Mansion knows that the relationship between the princess and His Royal Highness the prince is good.

Everyone was silently shown their affection, and stuffed a mouthful of dog food, indicating that they didn't want to talk for the time being, and needed to be quiet, don't ask them who Jingjing is.

Song Wan'er looked at the letter, and the letter read: The army has arrived in Jizhou, and is temporarily resting, and has subdued the Yan army and Jingzhou's army along the way, and the action is very smooth, and the army is expected to reach Kyoto within three days.

The letter also wrote some things that Yunmo dealt with daily, as well as some of the things he saw and heard on the way, the local characteristics of the places he passed, and delicious things, as long as time permitted, Yunmo would buy some and let people send them back to Song Wan'er.

Of course, the person who delivered the things was on the official road, and it was impossible to fly as fast as a carrier pigeon, so if you wanted to see the things mentioned in Yun Mo's letter, you could only wait for a while.

Song Wan'er's happiest moment recently was when she received a letter from Yunmo, maybe it was really like what Princess Wu said, the bell must be tied to the bell, since she could receive Yunmo's letter, Song Wan'er's mood is really getting better day by day, she has completely lost the depressed appearance she had before, her face has become ruddy, and her figure finally has the roundness that a pregnant person should have.

As the days passed, the weather became warmer and warmer, and as the months increased, Song Wan'er's lower abdomen bulged slightly, and the reaction during pregnancy became more and more intense.