Provoking the villain, madly criticizing the tyrant for kidnapping my sedan chair for the bridal cha

At night, the outline of the Nanyu Mountains is looming, like a giant dragon winding between heaven and earth.

The Zhennan Army's celebration banquet was held in an open area at the foot of the mountains.

The surrounding torches were bright, making the entire camp look like daylight.

The bonfire was burning brightly, and the firelight reflected on everyone's faces, reflecting everyone's different emotions, fear, sadness, lingering fears, rebirth after disaster, and the joy of winning the battle.

As the passionate music played, the soldiers stood up one after another and danced passionately and without rhythm, venting their inner emotions.

Inside the coach's tent, Luo Zibo was sitting at the door, looking at the celebration banquet outside with a curious face.

When the music stopped, Feng Suiying, wearing armor and holding a wine glass, stood on the high ground, looking around like a torch.

"Everyone, my first toast is to the heroes who died in this battle. They defended the territory of our Dragon Scale Kingdom with their lives."

"At the end of this battle, I, the general, will report to the emperor and erect a hero monument for our fallen comrades. They deserve to be remembered by every common people of Longlin Kingdom."

All the soldiers raised their glasses.

Feng Suiying's eyes turned slightly red and he raised his glass high again.

"Everyone, this is a toast to our wise and mighty Emperor, who promptly sent General Yun to support us, which allowed us to win."

"Everyone, we, the Emperor and Queen of the Dragon Scale Kingdom, always remember that we are defending our country at the border. We have sent people to send us sufficient military pay and supplies so that we have no worries."

"Long live the emperor, long live the queen, a thousand lives a thousand lives the queen." All the soldiers raised their glasses with excitement, and their voices echoed in the night sky.

Feng Suiying picked up the third glass of wine with a solemn expression.

"Everyone, this is a toast to ourselves. It is we who have used our loyalty and courage to defend the territory of Longlin Country and protect our families. Every one of us here is a hero."

After Feng Suiying finished speaking, all the soldiers raised their glasses and shouted again, and the atmosphere of the celebration banquet reached its climax.

With a smile on his face, Feng Suiying stepped majestically into the coach's camp with the support of all the soldiers.

Sitting on the chair, his brows suddenly frowned, and his hands couldn't help but cover the wound.

"General Feng, is the wound open?" Luo Zibo looked at Feng Suiying with concern on his face: "I'll call the military doctor!"

"Master Luo, I can still bear it." Feng Suiying tried his best to suppress the pain and pulled Luo Zibo's sleeve.

"Let's wait until the celebration banquet is over. The soldiers are all in high spirits now, and I don't want to ruin everyone's joy."

Seeing the cold sweat on Feng Suiying's painful forehead, Luo Zibo's admiration for Feng Suiying reached a new level.

"General Feng, you are the coach, your body..." Luo Zibo hadn't finished his concerned words.

He was interrupted by Yun Wuhen: "Brother Zibo, don't worry, he has skin wounds all over his body. Our military attache is in good health, so this does not affect drinking and eating meat."

"It's you, it's your first time on the battlefield. How does it feel?"

"Not bad!" Luo Zibo picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Suppressing the fear in his heart of the river of blood on the battlefield, he pretended to be calm and composed.

"With the protection of your carefully trained Royal Guards, I only had a scratch on my arm."

Seeing that Luo Zibo was holding on, Yun Wuhen didn't break it, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Feng Suiying, the way you were boosting morale outside just now reminds me of something."

"What's the matter!" Feng Suiying picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, looking at Yun Wuhen with interest.

"Back then, the emperor sent me to supervise the silver mining. The queen suggested to the emperor that we find someone who could boost morale." Yun Wuhen said with a smile on his lips.

"After that, the emperor transferred you back to supervise the bandits digging silver mines. At that time, the emperor saw that you had such talents."

Feng Suiying's hand holding the wine glass paused, and a vivid and agile figure flashed in his mind.

There was a slightly bitter taste in the corner of his mouth. He picked up the wine glass and drank it carefully, hiding his thoughts that could not be revealed.

When he met Lin Lixia for the first time, he was somewhat curious and inquisitive.

Want to see what kind of peasant girl can make your master fall in love?

But unexpectedly, he heard that Lin Lixia fought bravely against evildoers, and he felt a little admiration for her.

When he heard Lin Lixia's words encouraging Wu Sandao, his appreciation turned into appreciation.

Afterwards, Yun Wuhen and Yingzhong went to Zhenbei Army, and the emperor ordered him to secretly protect Miss Lin.

He witnessed Lin Lixia's smart fight against Lu Xuanwei with his own eyes, and his appreciation turned into admiration.

It was learned that Ying Zhong was seriously injured, and the emperor assigned him to take charge of the forces in Qingyang City.

He lived next door to the Lin family and focused on protecting Lin Lixia. He didn't know when he had an idea that he shouldn't have had.

After watching Feng Suiying drink a glass of wine for a long time, Yun Wuhen couldn't stand it anymore.

"Feng Suiying, you were only slightly injured. Why are you so unlucky when you drink?"

"I've drunk half the glass of wine. How long will you drink this glass of wine?"

"..." Feng Suiying drank the wine in the glass and quickly changed the subject.

"Wuhen, how did you come in such time this time?"

"It's all the Emperor's planning!" Yun Wuhen said this with admiration in his eyes.

"The Emperor seemed to have anticipated beforehand that Fengming Country would not be peaceful, and had already secretly stationed troops nearby."

"This time, I am hunting down Duan Zihuai openly, but secretly training my troops secretly."

After a trace of surprise flashed in Feng Suiying's eyes, his respect for the emperor reached a new level.

"The emperor is so wise and powerful that he can win a battle thousands of miles away. This is a blessing to the people of the world."

"Wuhen, that Zhou Zihuai has been plotting for more than ten years, and today he suffered a big loss at your hands. He will definitely not let it go!"

"Just don't let it go!" Yun Wuhen smiled as if he was determined to win: "I'm still waiting to catch him and take him back to collect the reward from the emperor!"

"Receive the reward?" Feng Suiying was far away at the border and had no idea what was happening in the capital.

Naturally, Luo Zibo would not follow suit and gossip about his cousin.

"Why is the emperor so interested in Prince Yu of Fengming Kingdom?"

Yun Wuhen was full of desire to share. When he saw Luo Zibo sitting aside, he couldn't say it directly, so he found a reason to fool him for the time being.

After the celebration banquet was over and Luo Zibo returned to his tent to rest, Yun Wuhen and Feng Suiying detailed the process of the emperor's bride snatching.

Feng Suiying opened his mouth wide in shock, unable to recover for a long time, and his voice trembled slightly when he spoke.

"Wuhen, why did the Queen almost marry Duan Zihuai? Doesn't she like the Emperor?"

"Of course not!" Yun Wuhen recalled the scene when the emperor snatched the bride, and he was still shocked.

"I remember that the emperor was very angry that day and directly ordered the imperial guards to surround Miss Lin's sedan chair."

"Just when we all thought that the Emperor would have his bridal chamber with Miss Lin on the sedan chair, the Emperor came down from the sedan chair with Miss Lin in his arms. Miss Lin was wearing the Emperor's dragon robe."

"Feng Suiying, under such circumstances, if it were you, could you resist your impulse and leave the last dignity to Miss Lin?"

Feng Suiying panicked and dug her nervous nails into her palms.

Did Yun Wuhen see something?

Why do you ask this suddenly?