In danger, he traveled through time to save her, and the black-bellied prince doted on her

Li Yuanyang was sleeping in the king's tent and was awakened by the noise outside. He was already resentful because he did not succeed last night. When he heard the noise, he roared:

"Who's out there?"

Xiao Yan replied: "Your Majesty, it's the princess's guard."

He turned to look at Shuo Fengyue and sneered: "The princess is not here."

Shuo Fengyue didn't believe him, kicked him away, lifted the curtain, and saw Li Yuanyang lying alone on the couch. He breathed a sigh of relief, put down the curtain, turned around and left in a hurry.

Xiao Yan behind him was indignant and immediately entered the king's tent, saying: "Your Majesty, how can the princess's guard be so rude? Do you want me to kill him?"

Li Yuanyang tapped his fingers on the couch, thinking of Mu Jinan's two maids. This guard was loyal and difficult to deal with, and whispered:

"Find a way to hold this guard back and start with those two maids. I don't believe she can go without food forever."

Xiao Yan just tried to please Li Yuanyang. As long as Li Yuanyang's throne was stable, he would have more opportunities to gain power.

Now that the old leader has passed away, it is time for them to establish their prestige. With this princess, coups and mutinies are not a problem. She smiled and said:

"Yes, there is still more of this medicine."

Li Yuanyang propped his head with his hands and smiled: "Put him in a remote tent, don't let him be discovered."

Xiao Yan continued: "If we want to capture Youzhou, this person can also give us some advice. Seeing that the princess is unwilling to launch an army against the Central Plains, we should be prepared for both situations."

Li Yuanyang put on his clothes, his eyes deep. A few days ago, he sent people to assassinate the two most threatening tribal leaders, but failed. Everything was not going well. He said in a cold tone:

"The emperor knew that An Xuan was invading and the two tribes could not live in peace. He also knew that I had the intention to rebel, but he still sent her to marry. It is clear that he did not care about her safety. She still wants to guard this broken peace for the emperor..."

"If she doesn't help me attack Youzhou, I will kill her as a sacrifice to boost the morale of the army."

"They kidnapped so many of our warriors. Some were tricked into going there, and then killed them while drunk. They were brutal and separated the warriors from their people."

"I will make the Emperor of the Central Plains pay with blood, and I will also avenge the six years of hostage-taking in Chang'an, and wipe out the shame of the past."

Xiao Yan looked at Li Yuanyang's expression from the side. As long as the prince is not obsessed with beauty, the great cause will be in sight. He smiled and said:

"Your Majesty is wise. Once we conquer Youzhou, Taiyuan, Chang'an, and Luoyang, we will be able to dominate the Central Plains."

Li Yuanyang patted his shoulder, feeling very relieved. At present, only this confidant could understand his strategy. He smiled and said:

"You have won the emperor's favor. Let the remaining warriors train day and night. New weapons must be forged quickly and supplies must be prepared. In war, we must attack the enemy unexpectedly. We must catch Youzhou off guard."

"As long as we break through the barrier of Youzhou, and then use the Qixuan tribe's Qi Wang to borrow troops from him, we will be unstoppable in Taiyuan and Chang'an, and go straight to Luoyang to become emperor."

Xiao Yan asked tentatively: "What about Shi Siming?"

Li Yuanyang straightened his robes and kicked the wine cup. His eyes were violent and scarlet as he roared:

"I hate these Jiedushi in Youzhou the most. Cooperate with him and kill him when we get to Luoyang. There is only one emperor, so what does he count as?"

Xiao Yan was puzzled. He heard the princess' words and called Shi Siming to Rao Le. He didn't believe that Mu Jinan just wanted him to watch the ceremony, so he asked:

"What if the princess kills Shi Siming here?"

Li Yuanyang laughed loudly towards the sky and shook his head. During his many years in Chang'an, he witnessed the intrigues in the court and also learned a lot about Han culture in the library.

Know how to weigh things up, and know that there are no permanent enemies or friends. As long as you use others to gain immediate benefits, if they are good pieces, keep them; if they are useless pieces, kill them. Tell him frankly:

"Shi Siming is not just one person, he is one of countless people who have the intention to rebel. If he dies, I can find another Shi Siming."

"Isn't An Xuan's son An Qingxu still alive? If he wants to leave Chang'an, he should work with me from inside and outside. When the great cause is completed, he will be killed without mercy."

He also instructed: "Keep an eye on the princess's meals, not just dinner, breakfast, lunch..."

There was a hint of evil in Xiao Yan's eyes, and he said with an ugly smile: "Yes, Your Majesty"

After rinsing his mouth, Li Yuanyang drank a glass of wine, touched the wolf's fang, and said meaningfully:

"The biggest mistake this princess made was that she cared about the world. She had the opportunity to kill the emperor, but she traveled thousands of miles alone to take the risk for the lives of her people and for peace."

.....

Far away from the king's tent, Shuo Fengyue was anxiously looking for Mu Jinan. He searched one place after another and shouted at the grassland:

"Princess, Princess, where are you?"

"Princess.."

A girl's response came from the bottom of the slope:

"What's the matter?"

Shuo Fengyue rushed down the hill following the sound. The river water was rippling. She was dressed in green and lying on the grass flipping through a book. She had actually moved the inkstone here and was holding a pen in her hand.

Looking closely at her handwriting, each stroke of Mongolian on the paper looked as if it had been scratched by a cat's paw.

He said anxiously, "Your Highness, you cannot travel alone from now on."

Mu Jinan's hand holding the pen paused, and she looked up at him. He was too tall and she couldn't see his expression clearly.

I just felt that the sunlight was shining on him, and he should be a handsome young man, but I don't know why he became a assassin.

Thinking that he would be killed in a few days, he held his breath and let him do whatever he wanted for a few days before he died. He glanced at him:

"You squatted down and blocked the light."

"The king's tent is two hundred feet away from here, what is there to worry about?"

Shuo Fengyue slowly sat down on the grass, staring at her profile. The rash had not yet disappeared, and he spoke first:

"What happened last night, Princess..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Jinan was so frightened that she sat up immediately. Perhaps she was a little anxious, her legs were still on the ground, and a drop of ink fell from the pen in her hand on her dress. She said in a hurry:

"Shut up, I told you not to say a word"

Shuo Fengyue lowered his head. He hadn't finished speaking yet. He didn't know what the princess was worried about. She was framed by a bad guy. Why should she be embarrassed? It wasn't her fault. She explained:

"The food for the day after"

Mu Jinan looked at his half-exposed eyes under the mask and said in unison:

“We prepare on our own”

Mu Jinan was holding a book in his hand. I don’t know what he looked like under the mask, but he seemed quite smart.

Before leaving, Zezhou Yunchi reminded her that the death squad could be trusted unconditionally, as they were all people rescued by King Liang and were all under hostages.

Let her trust this assassin as much as she trusts Yun Chi.

She assured him, "Send a message to Jiang Yanqing, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and ask him to find a way to allocate more money to the Modao soldiers."

"Send a message to General Wang Zhengzhong, and tell him to train day and night and be prepared at all times. This princess will definitely kill the King of Xi by surprise and compete with him."

"Stamped with the princess's seal"

"Send a few more spies to the Qixuan tribe and Shiwei to find out their military strength and the news of the royal family."

Shuo Fengyue nodded and asked her in a low voice: "What about Yu Chaoen and Li Fuguo? Do you want to monitor them?"

Mu Jinan looked at the Mongolian language in the book and tried to imitate it. He felt that he still needed someone to teach him. Self-study was too slow. He looked up at him:

“You are responsible for arranging the staff.”

Shuo Fengyue lowered his eyes. Although half of his eyes were covered, one could still see his thick and long eyelashes brushing against his eyelids. His voice was clear and refreshing:

"Your Highness, I will arrange for someone to deliver news about Yu Chaoen, Li Fuguo, Empress Zhang, and Emperor Su regularly."

Mu Jinan lowered his head and continued sketching, and instructed: "Send a few people who can speak Mongolian to keep an eye on the leaders of the other four tribes, and find out who they are in close contact with and what they are plotting."

"Check Xiao Yan who is beside King Xi to see who he is in private with."