When the people approached, Leng Yue breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

The person who came jumped off the horse and said with a smile: "I received your letter last time, but you were already out when I arrived at the palace, so I had to go back and pack up and bring everyone to cheer you on." "The person who came turned out to be Long Yutian, he himself is a royal family, and it is not an exaggeration to use the royal banner, but it is just a little scaresome.

Leng Yue nodded and said, "Very good, now that the army has almost been trained, we plan to attack the palace on a certain day." ”

"Okay!" Long Yutian seemed to be looking forward to the battle.

Fang Qingzhuo arranged for the well-trained Hidden Dragon Army to be the vanguard, as long as the gate was broken, the rest of the army would pour in, and coupled with Ling Tian's internal and external cooperation, it would be as easy as digging for the palace to take it.

The news came that the army of the Jialan Kingdom secretly lurking in the Holy Dragon had replaced the original garrison of the Imperial City, and it seemed that this battle was a bitter battle.

Leng Yue can't lose this battle, if she loses, not only will she lose her personal life, but also tens of millions of Holy Dragon people and everyone who is involved with her. Therefore, Leng Yue laid out a careful plan to prepare for the attack,

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Leng Yue wore plain clothes that were extremely inconsistent with the battlefield, and stood quietly in front of the window. Dingding looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance outside the window, six mountains and rivers looming in the clouds and mist, and felt relaxed and happy after only looking at it for a while.

While she was self-absorbing, a voice unceremoniously interrupted her musings: "Yue, you've been thinking long enough. ”

Leng Yue hurriedly turned around and smiled: "Then how about we attack?" ”

Fang Qingzhuo raised his head and looked at her with a smile: "Yue, aren't you afraid of losing." ”

Leng Yue's face turned pale, and she coughed twice in a low voice: "If I lose, not only will I die, but you will ...... Ahem......"

Fang Qingzhuo hurriedly supported her, his expression was solemn, and there was a slight worry in his eyes: "Isn't the injury healed......" His voice suddenly stopped, withdrew his hand, and gently held it on the hilt of the sword, his thumb unconsciously rubbed the tassel on it, and the tassel fell with a peace knot, which was given to him by Leng Yue.

Leng Yue smiled and said, "It's okay, a little injury, it's almost healed." ”

His lips moved, and Leng Yue estimated that he wanted to say that it was not a small injury at all, but he didn't open his mouth after all.

Leng Yue wanted to look up at him, but he pressed the back of his head tightly into his arms, reading books/online aesthetics Leng Yue could clearly feel the warmth of him firmly wrapping her with his whole body, Leng Yue knew that this man, this man who was silently guarding her with his life and cherishing her, no matter what kind of identity he was, no matter what kind of threat he received, he would definitely not hurt her. But how did she reciprocate? Emotional things really can't be forced.

Whether it is close to the end of the world, whether it is sharing hardships and hardships, whether it is life and death, he will quietly accompany her to the end of her life.

If you have to live while crying and laughing, then why not laugh at life? If bitterness is also red dust, and sweetness is also red dust, then why not taste bitterness as sweetness? But how many people can do that?

Uncomfortable, painful, and helpless feelings came up in my head. With a fierce heart, it hurt for a while, Leng Yue suddenly reached out and hugged him, wrapped her hands around his waist, and buried her face deep in his chest. The messy, slow heartbeat came and hit her eardrums, and hot tears poured out.

He stiffened and let Leng Yue hold her, for a long time, his hand slowly put on her shoulder, Leng Yue felt that she could really feel that he originally wanted to hug her tightly, but in the end he pushed her away.

Fang Qing looked at Leng Yue in grief and despair, carving her into his eyes little by little, and then all turned into piercing wounds. The heavy pain in his eyes was so vivid that in a trance, Leng Yue had the illusion that his pain was not as good as his in case.

"If you hold me and cry like this, you might as well take a knife and directly slice my flesh. He's dead, can't you open your heart for me once? If I could, I would have liked to go back in time and kill him when he appeared.

Fang Qingzhuo said hatefully.

Leng Yue knew that she had hurt him again, but how to apologize? Can I heal the wound by saying I'm sorry? As it is said on TV, "Apologize is useful, what do you want the police to do?" ”。

"Prepare, the siege will begin tomorrow." After he finished speaking, he went out silently.

Leng Yue sat on the bed, her heart was very chaotic, maybe she was destined to not have feelings, love, there would be harm, and the ninth age was God's warning to her.

Leng Yue cleaned up her mood, now is not the time to be sad, taking the imperial city is the most important thing.

On the second day, the crowd waited in the council chamber for the outcome of the battle.

Outside the door, there was a sudden shouting voice from the captain of the guards: "Niangniang! Empress! Qian Ruilin...... Qian Ruilin...... Really ......"

Leng Yue looked at Hongluo, who was panting and running with a flushed face, and couldn't even speak completely, and kindly handed him a glass of water: "Say it slowly, isn't it Qian Ruilin's defeat?" What's all the fuss. ”

Hongluo drank the tea handed over by Leng Yue, because he was a little flattered, he choked before he could continue to speak. His eyes shone brightly, and he looked at Leng Yue with a look of adoration: "Qian Ruilin's 30,000 army, including 5,000 carts of grain, is almost ...... Annihilated. Niangniang is really like a god! ”

"Like a god?" Leng Yue frowned slightly and shook her head, "It's not me who really expects things like a god. Leng Yue glanced at Fang Qingzhuo, who was expressionless, and said, "There are not many grain and grass reserves in the imperial city, unless they ask the people for it, the only way is to transfer it." I didn't expect her to actually transport grain and grass, but I guess not all of them are grain! ”

Hongluo nodded solemnly, lowered his head and said, "Niangniang, you are right, in addition to the grain and grass, there are many unpleasant smelling black powders. ”

"Heh......" Leng Yue chuckled: "It looks like gunpowder, but I didn't expect her to be so smart that she would want to use what I invented to fight me." ”

After a pause, Leng Yue took out a golden token from his arms and handed it to him, and said, "Pass on my order, if necessary, you can keep Concubine Mei's life, because I still have questions that have not been solved."

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Hongluo respectfully took the token and said, "Yes!" Empress. ”

After Hongluo withdrew, Fang Qingzhuo asked, "Why do you want to keep Concubine Mei's life?" ”

Leng Yue thought silently for a long time before sighing: "I know your concerns, but I want to know why Concubine Mei is doing this, she doesn't seem to be biased towards Jialan Kingdom, I just want to know her true purpose." ”

Fang Qingzhuo was silent, Long Yutian led the army to intercept Qian Ruilin's grain and grass, and Concubine Mei would definitely start from the people. This will provoke public outrage, and the siege will be easier.

In the afternoon, around the hour. Suddenly, Leng Yue was startled when she heard a long sound of "Newspaper-", and a lieutenant general who had memorized her face but not her name rushed in front of her, and her mustache trembled, showing his excitement: "Niangniang, good news, the imperial city is about to be unable to hold on!" ”

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