The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

After returning to the camp, Jiang Yanchuan inevitably became busy.

The man that Prince Xin had planted in the army revealed a lot of information, which, combined with what he learned from the little guy's voice, was enough to piece together a complete chain of information.

The capital city had been secretly surrounded by the men of Prince Xin and Prince Jing, and news could not be delivered. Jiang Yanchuan personally wrote several secret orders, instructing Zhong Chengwang to return to the capital on horseback, sneak into the palace, and hand them over to Jiang Tinghuai.

Afterwards, Jiang Yanchuan united all the people in Beiming, and together with Kan Ruifeng and others, held numerous meetings of various sizes to select four routes for quickly attacking the capital.

At first, Jiang Yingcheng could still force herself to accompany her handsome father, actively participate in the meeting, and beg 007 to help her look up information, trying to write a lot of notes to stuff for her father...

Later she discovered that the uncles from Beiming were very thoughtful and had a deep understanding of the hidden paths crisscrossing the towns, enough to solve every problem raised by her father.

After she found out that she had no use at all, she decided to just give up and let things go.

Xianyu refused her mother's invitation to take her out to play, and tried to take them both with her to visit her handsome father. After being sternly rejected by the two, she even put on a mature and heartbroken expression.

Fang Siwan: “…”

Lin Jinshu: “…”

Three days passed by in a hurry.

Jiang Yanchuan ordered Lechen and a few others to stay in the camp and be fully responsible for the safety of Jiang Yingcheng and the other two. He personally led the troops and attacked towards Danyang City.

Before departure, the soldiers shouted slogans loudly. Jiang Yingcheng sat on her uncle Lechen's shoulders and suddenly felt a surge of ambition to go into battle and kill the enemy. She clenched her fists and waved them in front of her eyes, shouting along with her father's slogan: "Go—er..."

When my eyes fell on the chubby little fist, my passion instantly calmed down.

[Hmm...Come on?]

Liaochen pulled down the little guy's fist, put it in front of his eyes, looked at it, tilted his head and laughed out loud.

Jiang Yingcheng: "..."

Jiang Yingcheng: "Humph!!"

"Hahahaha-"

……

Danyang City is a big city, much larger in every way than the cities that were previously captured, and the Beiming Army’s defense is also much tighter, so—

"So it's understandable that His Majesty won't be back until later, right?"

Fang Siwan felt a little headache when she saw the little guy asking her for his father in a listless manner.

It would be fine if the little guy was just crying, but...

The little girl stood forward with a wronged look on her face. She would take the toy handed to her, but she would hold it in her hand weakly, with her arm hanging weakly, as if nothing could arouse her interest.

When she asked her father with this expression how long it would take for him to come back, Fang Siwan was at a loss.

Jiang Yingcheng's entire body was filled with an air of dejection. He let out a weak "Oh" and nothing else.

Fang Siwan: “…”

Fang Siwan turned her eyes to Lin Jinshu for help, and the latter hurried forward and pulled Jiang Yingcheng aside to play.

After a while.

"Chengcheng," Fang Siwan rubbed the top of the little guy's head, "Your father must be worried about you, but he is leading the army in battle right now and can't come back for a while."

After saying that, without giving the little guy time to react, he continued: "Speaking of which--"

Fang Siwan frowned slightly, her eyes full of resentment: "Chengcheng sneaked out for so long, and mother couldn't find Chengcheng. I was worried for many days and couldn't even eat... During the time when Chengcheng ran away from home, mother missed Chengcheng every day--"

"Does Chengcheng miss his mother?"

Jiang Yingcheng: "...Ah——"

Jiang Yingcheng looked around with a guilty look, not daring to look her mother in the eye: "Chengcheng does miss mother..."

She had indeed thought about it, and left a letter for Uncle Chen and the others, asking them to take their mother and brother and run away immediately if they found something was wrong. Only then did she resolutely embark on the journey to find her beautiful father.

But now seeing her mother so sad, she still couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

Fang Siwan sighed sadly again.

The little girl, who has not seen much of the world, cannot accurately distinguish other people's "moral kidnapping" and "pretentiousness", even though she often does so herself.

Seeing her mother so sad, Jiang Yingcheng felt a strong shock to her conscience. She raised her hand anxiously and grabbed the hem of her mother's clothes: "Cheng, Chengcheng is really thinking about mother!"

Hearing this, Fang Siwan put down her handkerchief, revealing a face full of resentment, and looked at the little guy in front of her, as if she was about to cry: "Really?"

Jiang Yingcheng nodded heavily: "Yeah!"

"Well then, mother believes Chengcheng." Fang Siwan said that she believed, but the worry in her eyes did not diminish at all.

And she would sigh every once in a while, which made Jiang Yingcheng's heart tighten. Every time she had to be careful to make her mother happy, and she didn't dare to mention the matter of going to find her beautiful father.

After going forward to coax his mother once more, Jiang Yingcheng also shrank into the corner and sighed tiredly.

[This won’t work…]

My mother sighed more this afternoon than in the past year. After she had coaxed him back and forth more than a dozen times, her arms felt a little sore.

Jiang Yingcheng's pupils rolled around twice, and her gaze finally fell on Uncle Yu who was not far from her.

[Uncle Yu... um...]

Seems like it could be of some help.

Yu Xingmian’s eyelids twitched violently.

The calculating tone and thoughtful look made him want to back off immediately.

[It would be great if Uncle Yu had some news that could make Mother happy.]

[For example...] Jiang Yingcheng thought maliciously, [The tragic end of my mother's sister or something like that——]

She was determined not to call that person her mother, and was very reluctant to mention that person's name. If she hadn't been forced into a corner today, she wouldn't even have remembered such a person...

Yu Xingmian: “…”

The capital city today is no longer the same as it was before, and it is extremely difficult to pass on news. His people did sneak out twice, but the news they brought back were all about important matters concerning the court, and no one paid attention to that abandoned pawn.

He knew very little about Fang Yiwan's affairs, but he was not completely helpless.

Just like now——

[Wow, wow, wow——]

The little guy must have found the relevant information, as he exclaimed three times in a row.

[The Lin Mansion was burned down overnight?! ]

Jiang Yingcheng clasped his hands together, his face was visibly happy, but in his heart he still had to pretend to sympathize.

【How miserable! 】