Princess Fubao brought trillions of goods to help her father rule the world

He carefully kept those little things carved out of peach wood, hoping to give them to his sister personally when he returned to the capital...

Xiao Yan's face froze slightly. He wanted to touch his nephew's head but found that he was a little far away. He sighed and gave up.

Xiao Cheng'an opened his eyes wide, waiting for Xiao Yan to answer his question.

He was a little confused, wondering why his uncle always sighed at such a young age...

He hasn't even got married yet, but he acts like an old man.

Xiao Yan's gaze drifted away and his voice became faint, as if he was talking to his little nephew or to himself.

"Don't worry, Cheng'an. As long as the emperor's uncle is here, it will be a pipe dream for Daqian to attack Beixiao from Yancheng! Unless... unless they step over the emperor's uncle's corpse..."

When Xiao Cheng'an heard this, his eyes lit up again and his worries disappeared.

He knew that neither his father, the emperor, his mother, nor his uncle would hand over his sister as a hostage!

Xiao Cheng'an looked far away in the direction of the capital. If...if his father, the emperor, his mother, and his uncle did not protect his sister, then he would take his sister and wander around the world!

Even if he, Xiao Chengan, had to fight with stray dogs for bones, he would never let his sister starve...

Xiao Yan retracted his gaze and smiled at his nephew: "Let's go, let's go back with the emperor's uncle... It's too dangerous here, you must never come here in the future! Go back to the palace and squat in horse stance for half an hour to remember it..."

Xiao Chengan's eyes were full of disbelief. Where did the person who had been so gentle and kind to him just now go?

He shook his head like a rattle. The person in front of him must not be the emperor's uncle! He must have been possessed by someone!

Hey! All the demons and ghosts, get out of the emperor's uncle's body immediately!

Xiao Cheng'an was lost in thought when he suddenly felt someone slap the pony under his crotch hard. He hurriedly grabbed the reins and barely managed to steady himself.

Humph! It's obvious that this is a prank by the Emperor's uncle!

Xiao Cheng'an turned around and glared at his uncle, then rode away on his pony.

Xiao Yan gently squeezed the horse's belly and slowly followed his nephew.

As the child grows older, he becomes less and less obedient to his uncle...

Seeing that the war between Beixiao and Daqian was imminent, he had to find a way to send his nephew back to the capital.

Soon, Xiao Yan made a decision in his mind to knock his nephew unconscious and stuff him into the carriage tonight.

The child was sleeping soundly, so when he woke up, the carriage would have already left Yancheng.

On the pony's back, Xiao Cheng'an was still thinking about going into battle with his uncle to kill the enemy, but he didn't know that his uncle had already thought of sending him away.

When Xiao Cheng'an returned to the palace, he reluctantly stood in horse stance in the yard.

After all, the emperor's uncle is now happily drinking tea under the eaves and watching him, so naturally he doesn't dare to be lazy or slack off.

Xiao Chengan's face flushed and his legs trembled as he finally managed to hold out for half an hour.

He dragged his sore and swollen body through dinner and then went back to his room to rest.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Chengan's door was pushed open from the outside, and a tall figure walked in slowly in the moonlight.

He looked at Xiao Chengan, who was snoring slightly because he was too tired, and reached out his hand and decisively tapped his nephew on the back of his neck.

Xiao Chengan, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, didn't even frown.

Xiao Yan picked up his little nephew and placed him in the carriage that had been arranged long ago under the moonlight.

He looked at the ten secret guards standing respectfully beside him and said coldly: "Protect the Fourth Prince at all costs on the way back to the capital! I want him to return to the palace safely!"

"Please rest assured, my lord. I will do my best to protect His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince!"

Xiao Yan waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

The wheels rolled, and the secret guards mounted their horses and rushed out of the city.

Only after their figures disappeared did Xiao Yan turn around and return to the palace.

...

After Chocolate was brought back to the military camp by his subordinates, he had fallen into a coma.

The commander was seriously injured and unconscious, which scared his subordinates. The military doctor rushed to treat Chocolate.

Everyone worked together to tear off Chocolate's clothes and found that his body was covered with bruises.

The military doctor bandaged his broken leg and prescribed some medicine before leaving Chocolate's tent.

After an unknown amount of time, Chocolate slowly woke up.

He wanted to get up and drink some water, but found that his legs were weak.

Only then did Chocolate remember that his leg was broken!

He slammed his fat palm heavily on the camp bed. Damn Xiao Yan, he would write a letter to His Majesty requesting an attack on Beixiao!

If His Majesty does not agree... Chocolate looked at his injured leg sinisterly.

Humph! A general will not be able to resist outside, so let’s fight him first!

"Someone, come, bring me paper and pen!" After figuring everything out, Chocolate shouted outside.

The guards outside the tent heard the general's shout and hurried into the tent to hand over paper and pen.

He took the paper and pen, lay on the bed, and quickly wrote a letter and handed it to his personal guard: "Send this letter to His Majesty as fast as possible! Quickly!"

The guards took the order and left in a hurry.

A few days later, Yin Mo's reply was delivered to Chocolate. He read the letter roughly and his expression became more and more distorted.

What the hell, what’s so good about being a mere princess?

Now at such a young age, he can already charm Your Majesty. What will happen when he grows up?

Chocolate struggled to get out of bed and called his guards: "Where is my armor? Blow the horn and attack Yancheng!"

...

"Your Highness! A large number of troops are heading towards Yancheng. I estimate that the number is no less than 100,000!" Lu Qianyao hurried into the tent to report.

Xiao Yan put down the documents in his hand, stood up, took the armor beside him and put it on.

"Pass the message on and have everyone prepare for battle!"

He had been waiting for this day for a long time. Now that the people had been sent to a safe place and his nephew had been knocked unconscious and sent away overnight, he had nothing to worry about!

Isn't it just that there is not enough food? A cold light flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes. Then go and rob Daqian's food!

But how to grab it still needs to be discussed...

...

Beijing, Fengyi Palace

It was late at night, and Xiao Baozhu, who was originally sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up from a nightmare.

She struggled to sit up from the cot and breathed heavily.

Bi Yue, who was in charge of night watch, walked in quietly after hearing the sound.

"Little princess, are you hungry or do you need to pee?"

Biyue can ask this because the little princess has hardly wet the bed since she was two months old...

The little princess was very smart. Whenever she was hungry or wanted to pee, she would shout for help.

Xiao Baozhu seemed not to hear Biyue's voice and was still breathing heavily.

"Little princess?" Biyue then realized that something was wrong with the baby.

She was shocked. Could it be that the little princess was sick again?

When her hand touched the little girl's forehead, Bi Yue's heart finally calmed down a little. Fortunately, the little princess didn't have a fever...

Xiao Baozhu closed her eyes in pain and hit her head with her little hands.

Thinking of the look in the boy's eyes, which was filled with despair and regret, her heart ached...

Xiao Baozhu tried hard to recall the scene in her dream. She seemed to see the boy opening his mouth and saying something. In his hand, he was holding a small pendant with a red string and wanted to give it to her...