"Therefore, I have no choice but to resort to tricks. Only in this way can I save the old lady."

At that time, he had no choice.

Since the Tang Mansion has already misunderstood him deeply, there is no harm in making the misunderstanding even deeper.

"Your Majesty," Tang Ye was silent for a while, "Since my grandmother is still alive, I want to inform my father of the news."

He knows better than anyone how sad his father is during this time.

But now he is in the regent's palace, and both his grandmother and Nan Yan are in the hands of the regent. If he wants to send a message to his father, he at least needs his approval.

In order to avoid offending this prince and causing disaster to them.

Yes, until now, Tang Ye still doesn't believe Jun Juechen.

He had not forgotten how many excessive things this man had done to Nan Yan before.

It even caused her to almost die...

Jun Juechen glanced at Tang Ye and asked, "There is a spy in the Tang family. If you send a message back and are intercepted on the way, you may cause trouble."

Tang Ye's heart trembled.

He knew that what Jun Juechen said was true.

But......

"Now my father is living in grief every day. If I don't let him know the truth, I'm afraid he won't have the energy to deal with those powerful enemies."

"No need," Jun Juechen raised the corners of his lips, "Don't forget, there is someone in your Tang family who takes the blame for your father."

"What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

"Tang Luo has been in poor spirits recently. I believe those people will not focus on him. If he deliberately builds momentum for Nan Yue'er at this moment, the person those people want to deal with will be Nan Yue'er."

Tang Luo was already seriously ill in bed and had difficulty getting out of bed.

How could those people still stare at him?

Since Nan Yue'er wanted to be a member of the Tang family so much, then he would make it happen for her.

Tang Ye's eyes widened: "What do you mean..."

"Yes, just as you thought."

"However, those people who came to hunt me before already knew Nan Yue'er's identity, but they did not attack Nan Yue'er. They said personally that Nan Yue'er was not to be feared, and her heart would not be in the relics.

superior."

Tang Ye frowned, sighed, and said.

"It's enough to leave this matter to me. I will let them all turn their attention to Nan Yue'er."

Jun Juechen's voice was cold: "This is the price she has to pay for pretending to be Nan Yan's sister."

Tang Ye was startled.

After all, he agreed with Jun Juechen's approach.

He continued to ask: "Then when can I take my grandmother and sister back?"

"When Mo'er leads the troops to destroy the alliance, you can return to the Tang Mansion."

Tang Ye opened his mouth in surprise: "You let Mo'er lead the troops? He is just a five-year-old child."

A five-year-old child leads troops into battle. Is Jun Juechen crazy?

That is his biological son.

Tang Ye was a little angry. When he thought about the little guy being trapped in the battlefield alone, he became anxious: "You won't go with him?"

"None of my children is useless."

Jun Juechen smiled faintly: "Besides, this is the little guy's own choice. Since he wants to protect his mother, he must not be a flower in the greenhouse like before. He must go through hardships to be able to do so.

growing up."

"I won't let him get used to it. The battlefield is where he should go."

His son should have gone to the battlefield, which is where Jun Xiaomo has always longed for.

"Then he's just a child." Tang Ye felt uneasy, fearing that Jun Xiaomo would be harmed outside.

Jun Juechen's tone was calm: "Since he became literate, in just a few years, he has read all the military books by heart. He has read all the books in my king's collection by heart. My son has a photographic memory, and I also have a photographic memory."

I believe he can dispatch troops like a god."

"The battlefield is the place he yearns for, and no one has the right to stop him."

He didn't think there was anything wrong with letting a five-year-old child go into battle to kill the enemy.

When he was five years old, he had already made a name for himself.

So what if I'm five years old?

As long as he wanted to do it, there was nothing he couldn't do.
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