"Just leave this matter to me, you don't have to worry."

Wanyan Lie was thinking of ways to get grain and grass, but Nangong Ling had already sent people to plan to burn all their grain and grass.

Jiang Que knew this was a good idea. In fact, he had thought about it this way before.

It's just that he felt that after Nangong Ling came back this time, although he talked less, his whole person had an unabashed sense of urgency.

"Do you have anything else important to do?"

Nangong Ling's cold-faced face was filled with a hint of sadness, "Well, I need to find someone."

Jiang Que thought he was going to find Feng Jiuqing and nodded in understanding, "But I heard earlier that you are not close to the princess from the Western Regions. Now it seems that it is just a rumor."

After he finished speaking, he found that Nangong Ling's face seemed to become a little ugly, and he covered his mouth in a daze.

"Tonight, we can burn the food and grass of the people in the Western Regions. In less than two days, they will be unable to fight back. Then you can go wherever you want."

Then, he walked out of the camp without looking back.

Nangong Ling looked back. He was just annoyed, why didn't he discover something earlier.

If he had discovered it earlier, maybe he wouldn't have so much quarrel with her.

Although the idea of ​​resurrecting a corpse sounds too ridiculous, Nangong Ling has traveled extensively over the years and has seen countless things, but he has also heard about them.

Now he just wants to know how to find the person he misses.

However, before that, he must ensure Feng Jiuqing's safety. Since that person once existed here, he will definitely come back in the future.

Therefore, he would never let Feng Xiye marry Feng Jiuqing.

On the border night in autumn, it was so cold that people didn’t know what to do with their hands and feet.

A group of people secretly found the granary located in the southernmost part of the Western Region team, each person threw a fire stick and left quickly.

The blazing fire can be seen from this side of Dayan Dynasty.

Jiang Que was just about to tell Nangong Ling the good news, but found that he was no longer in the camp, and only a letter was left for him on the already cold bed.

What to do next is all written in this letter.

Others have returned to the Western Regions.

As expected by Nangong Ling, the food and grass in the Western Regions were burned, and he quickly sent people to work hard to spread the news back to Yandu.

In addition to reporting on the food and fodder, he also wanted Feng Xiye to collect enough food and fodder to send to the border.

Feng Xiye threw the memorial to the ground fiercely, "Is this our invincible General Wanyan? He was beaten so hard by a yellow-haired boy who just entered the military camp that he couldn't find the north, but he still had the nerve to reach out to me for food and grass.

, do you think I, Feng Xiye, is very talkative?"

Even though this raging anger was directed at Wanyan and his son, it made the courtiers in the hall feel cold sweat.

"Although Jiang Que of the Yan Dynasty was ordered to do something in danger, he didn't look like he had just become a general. His methods were a bit like Sheng Wang Nangong Ling. Maybe Nangong Ling was guiding the country from behind before."

"That's right, it's not what General Wanyan wants this time. The main reason is that we are indeed in short supply of food and grass, so..."

"That's enough! You mean, it's my fault that they lost the battle?"

Those words just now clearly meant this, but when Feng Xiye singled it out, no one dared to admit it, and everyone acted like a coward.

Feng Xiye had long expected that Nangong Ling would definitely return to Dayan after leaving the Western Regions, but she did not expect that he would only leave for a few days before leading his people to Yandu.

"Okay, of course I know the seriousness of this matter. I will let people take care of the food and fodder matter. It's just that Wanyan and his son are no longer suitable to continue leading troops in war. I already have a favorite candidate in my mind, so now I will let him

As a supervisor of the army, he went to the border with food and grass to give some advice to the father and son."

After saying that, regardless of whether the ministers had any objections, they just waved their sleeves and retreated.

When he came out of Qinzheng Hall, he saw Feng Jiuqing waiting for him outside with a smile in her eyes.

Ever since he said he wanted to get married, Feng Jiuqing came every day just to see him one more time.

"Why are you unhappy?" Warm fingers smoothed the wrinkles between his brows bit by bit.

The condensation on Feng Xiye's face disappeared in an instant, and he leaned against her as if he had lost all strength.

"Jiu'er, I'm so tired."

Feng Jiuqing was stunned for a moment. In her eyes, Feng Xiye had always been strong. This was the first time that he said he was tired in front of her.

She reached out and hugged him tighter.

"It doesn't matter. My father once told me that the Western Regions cannot be defeated for a while, and someone will come to clean up the mess for me. Although I don't know who it is, I think you are my husband. Then

The person who cleans up my mess will definitely clean up yours too."

Hearing this, Feng Xiye changed her position to make herself more comfortable, "Huh? What would a serious person like Wang say to you?"

Feng Jiuqing nodded and said with nostalgia: "Actually, my father is very gentle, but he is the king of the Western Regions, so he must shoulder the mission of the king of the Western Regions and treat his ministers like a king."

Speaking of this, Feng Jiuqing felt a little regretful, "I may never be able to be what he wants."

"It doesn't matter. You don't have to be the person you don't want to be. Everything in the Western Region has me."

"Well, I believe brother Xiye."

The two were affectionate for a long time, and suddenly they felt someone coming.

Feng Yu didn't know how long she had been standing there. Her face was gloomy, and something sinister seemed to be brewing in her dark blue eyes, which made Feng Jiuqing have the illusion that she was entangled by a poisonous snake.

"You...why are you here? Didn't I tell you that you wouldn't be allowed to enter the palace?"

Feng Jiuqing never bothered to pretend when dealing with people she didn't like, because she knew that even if Feng Yu was Feng Xiye's sister, he would definitely be on his side.

Feng Yu sneered and said: "Now my brother is the king of the Western Regions. Logically speaking, I should be a princess like you. This palace is naturally my home. I can come and leave when I want. What do I have to do with you?"

relation?"

These remarks made Feng Jiuqing very angry and inexplicably panicked by her words. She subconsciously looked at Feng Xiye.

"Brother Xiye, what she said is not true, is it? I gave you your throne, and the palace is still the palace of our Feng family, isn't it?"

She was so naive that she didn't realize that this was what Feng Xiye didn't like to hear the most. The warmth in his eyes was instantly swallowed up by indifference.

He just looked at Feng Jiuqing with cold eyes, "But you have already given up the throne to me, or do you regret it, Jiuer?"
Chapter completed!