"If it weren't for you, Ye Dynasty wouldn't be where it is today," Mu Bai took Feng Yewu's words, lest Xiao Han be impulsive and say anything more.

Feng Yewu hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled dismally, "But the Ye Dynasty that the Lone King worked so hard to take care of, wasn't it also harmed by you to become what it is today?" If it weren't for your aid, Northern Xinjiang would be like this? Will there be another Wei Siyuan out of nowhere? ”

"Wei Siyuan's matter was handled by the general himself, don't you still believe it? There must be something strange about things in northern Xinjiang, and the sky you are talking about now is not all clues? Xiao Han retorted loudly, and Mu Bai hurriedly pushed Xiao Han's body away, "Your Majesty, don't care, Xiao Han is just spoiled!" ”

"Who is spoilt for choice!" Xiao Han still wanted to argue, but at this time, Mu Bai was about to find it difficult to help Xiao Han lie, so he could only cover Xiao Han's mouth, and the two walked towards the distance.

Fortunately, although Feng Yewu was a little angry at this time, there was still a place for Xiao Han and Mu Bai to be used, so there was no way to deal with the two of them. But such a knot has always been buried in Feng Yewu's heart, if it weren't for another accident, even if the two of them helped solve the trouble in the west in the future, Feng Yewu would definitely not leave the two.

Before they could reach the west, everyone had already stopped halfway.

The war-torn people have begun to flee in the direction of the capital, and the nearest city to the northern frontier is at their feet.

Feng Yewu's eyes fell on everyone, and there was a little more pity in his eyes.

Originally, these were the people who should live in harmony now, but at this time, they were displaced and their families were ruined. Speaking of the people who are vying for power in the world, the last stench of 10,000 years is already light, how to compensate for the lives of so many people?

"Your Majesty, this is Anle City, and now it seems that we are going to confront the Northern Frontier here!" Mu Bai opened his mouth to remind.

Feng Yewu snorted lightly, "It's not against Northern Xinjiang, it's just with Wei Siyuan alone." This northern frontier is still the northern frontier of the lonely king, and without Wei Siyuan, it will be the same peaceful. ”

After saying this, Feng Yewu led everyone in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

At present, the situation is not optimistic, and it is better to take a long-term view.

The city lord of Anle City, who received the news, was waiting at the gate early, originally only in his early thirties, and he was tortured by the war, so that he seemed to be over half a hundred years old.

"Lord Ancheng," Feng Yewu called softly, the person in front of him was not familiar with Feng Yewu, but he had followed his father, although he was only a shrimp soldier and crab general, but Feng Yewu was also considerate, so that Anping could dominate one side here.

Anping saw Feng Yewu and hurriedly saluted, "See Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live Long live!" Now that His Majesty is coming, this peaceful city is really saved! ”

Speaking of this, Anping was already in tears, and Feng Yewu personally supported Anping's body, "Since the lonely king is here, it is useless to say anything else here, let's take a look at Wei Siyuan's situation first." ”

The two of them walked inside, and when they were halfway through, Feng Yewu suddenly thought of something, "Let the soldiers who followed the Lone King rest first, no one has had a good rest all the way!" ”

"And you, Your Majesty?" A little suspicion flashed on An Ping's face.

Feng Yewu waved his hand lightly and strode inside, "The Lonely King is fine!" ”

An Ping led Feng Yewu to the study, Feng Yewu sat at the desk, looking at the messy folds on An Ping's desk, and couldn't help frowning, "Why is it so messy?" Don't you tidy up yourself? ”

"This is all a trivial matter in Anle City, and now it is uncomfortable to be troubled by the affairs of the northern Xinjiang, minister! The minister really can't settle down! ”

An Ping said, his face slowly full of sadness.

Feng Yewu's face was also much duller, nodded helplessly, and stretched out his hand to help An Ping clean up simply.

While busy with the things in hand, he spoke, "Talk about Wei Siyuan, how could Wei Siyuan come back from the dead?" The lonely king is in the northern Xinjiang, but he didn't think about letting him live! ”

Speaking of Wei Siyuan, An Ping's face became extremely heavy, and after a little thought, he said, "Wei Siyuan's ministers don't know what's going on. Northern Xinjiang has already settled down, just waiting for the will of the imperial court, and someone will come to guard northern Xinjiang, everything will be fine. But who knew that all of a sudden, the army in northern Xinjiang suddenly had one more Wei Siyuan! ”

"Suddenly there's one more person?" Feng Yewu's brows furrowed, "It's not that the Lone King doesn't want to believe it, but what you said makes the Lone King have no way to believe it." How can a person come suddenly? ”

"This ......" An Ping asked Feng Yewu, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond, so he froze in place.

Feng Yewu shook her head helplessly, a little sorrow flashed in her eyes.

When the two of them were at a loss, the door suddenly opened from the outside, "What Your Majesty said is, how can there be many people coming out all of a sudden." Moreover, although His Majesty didn't want to believe it, Mu Bai was willing to vouch for it with his life, and the real Wei Siyuan had died in Northern Xinjiang! ”

"So you mean to say?" Feng Yewu continued Mu Bai's words.

"Someone pretending to be Wei Siyuan is plotting against him!" Mu Bai opened his mouth firmly, and his tone was full of undoubtedness.

Feng Yewu's eyes flashed, if it weren't for Mu Bai having followed Lu Jue, Feng Yewu also appreciated such a talent.

At this time, it was An Ping who came out and interrupted, "But the soldiers in the northern Xinjiang know Wei Siyuan well, if someone really pretends to be, how can they not recognize it?" If the soldiers knew that it was fake, why bother Wei Siyuan now? Doing things in the name of Wei Siyuan is inherently intolerable, aren't they making trouble for themselves? ”

This is another difficult one that cannot be explained.

Silence returned to the room, and Feng Yewu sat on the edge of the table, her fingers tapping on the table rhythmically.

There were a few faint sounds, which touched the hearts of the people in the room, and also made Feng Yewu's thoughts even more irritable.

"Are there any of our people in the north?" Feng Yewu looked at Mu Bai.

Mu Bai seemed to have seen through Feng Yewu's thoughts, and after reacting, he just shook his head helplessly, "At the beginning, you were soft-hearted and left a lot of Wei Siyuan's subordinates, they were clear about the original battle in Northern Xinjiang, and they knew our people very clearly, so after Wei Siyuan appeared, the news of Northern Xinjiang was completely interrupted!" ”

Feng Yewu leaned back in her chair, her eyes flashing a little lonely, "So, are we really at the end of the road?" ”