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After her body recovered a little, Yuan Ying got up resolutely despite everyone's dissuasion. Although she was still weak, her eyes were full of determination. She ordered Xixi to get her armor.

Xixi's face was filled with worry. She fell to her knees with a plop and begged bitterly, "Princess, your body has not yet fully recovered. How can you wear armor and go to the battlefield? The wounds of premature birth are like a tiger, and the Mobei area is even more dangerous. If you go, it will be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth! If the prince knew that you don't take care of yourself, he would be heartbroken."

Su Meiniang, who was standing by, also hurried forward, holding Yuan Ying's hand, and crying like rain: "Child, you just gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, and the children still need their mother. How can you bear to abandon them to take risks? Once you put on this armor, you will step into an unpredictable life and death situation. How can you let us rest assured?"

Hua Qiansong also frowned and advised solemnly: "Xiaoying, you just gave birth three days ago. The battlefield is extremely dangerous. Your current physical condition can hardly bear even ordinary travel, let alone fighting in the battlefield. Not to mention that the long journey will aggravate your injuries, the swords and guns on the battlefield alone may make you go without return. You are the mother of two children, so don't act on impulse."

Madam Hua cried, "Xiaoying, if something goes wrong when you go, what will I do if I have to send my son and daughter off? Everyone in this mansion hopes that you can take good care of yourself and raise your two children. The soldiers in Mobei will fight in the war, why should you, a weak woman who just gave birth, go and take risks?"

Yuan Ying walked to the old lady and gently wiped away her tears, "Grandma, I promise you that I will return safely."

Everyone spoke one after another, hoping to persuade Yuan Ying to change his mind and not embark on this dangerous journey.

Yuan Ying listened quietly to everyone's dissuasion. Although she felt reluctant and guilty, the determination in her eyes never wavered. She gently helped Xixi up, and her eyes slowly swept over everyone. Although her voice was a little hoarse due to weakness, it was steady and powerful:

"I know you are all doing this for my own good. I, Yuan Ying, will always remember your love and concern and will be grateful. But Xuan Yi is my husband who will accompany me for my whole life and my partner who will share my joys and sorrows. Now he is trapped in Mobei and his life or death is uncertain. How can I rest here with peace of mind?"

She walked to the window and looked into the distance, as if she could penetrate the palace walls and see the smoke-filled northern desert.

"The people of this world are also suffering. The war is raging and many families are displaced. As the prime minister of Daxia and the wife of Murong Xuanyi, I have received the grace of the royal family and should also shoulder the responsibility of defending my country. How can I retreat because of my own selfishness and the pain after giving birth?"

Turning back, Yuan Ying looked at the twins sleeping soundly in the cradle, tears welling up in his eyes, but he tried hard not to let them fall, "My children, mother and father both want to protect this land, so that we can give you a peaceful and prosperous world and let you grow up safely."

Then, she turned toward Hua Qiansong and Su Meiniang and bowed deeply, "Master, Master's Wife, I'm leaving the child in your care!"

Hua Qiansong helped her up and said helplessly: "Forget it, Xiaoying, since you have made up your mind, I will not persuade you any more. But on this journey, you must bring the medicine bag that I carefully prepared. It contains various medicines for stopping bleeding and healing wounds, strengthening the body and replenishing the essence, which can help you deal with emergencies."

Yuan Ying nodded gratefully. Without any hesitation, he walked straight to the armor that Yu Xi had taken, and slowly put it on amid the tears and sighs of the crowd.

The armor seemed to sense her determination, and although it was a little loose, it still exuded a majestic and heroic spirit. She pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword, held her head high, and walked towards the palace.

Yuan Ying, wearing a shining battle armor, stepped into the solemn court. The metal scales on the battle armor shone with a resolute cold light under the morning light.

She held her head high and chest puffed out, her steps steady and powerful, and every step seemed to step on the heartstrings of her ministers.

The ministers were surprised to see Yuan Ying, who had not attended court for a long time, suddenly appear in the court wearing armor. They were shocked when they saw Yuan Ying's flat belly. They all knew that Princess Jing was pregnant with twins, but now she was not pregnant, so they were very confused. For a while, the court was full of whispers.

Murong Xuanzhou also felt heartbroken when he saw Yuan Ying's belly, thinking that the child had met with an accident. He asked in a trembling voice, "Sister-in-law, you...what's going on? Why don't you look pregnant?"

Yuan Ying lowered his head slightly, a trace of sadness flashed across his expression: "Your Majesty, the child was born prematurely. The war in Mobei is urgent, and Xuan Yi's whereabouts are unknown. I really can't rest in peace."

The atmosphere in the court was so solemn that it seemed to freeze into frost. Then Yuan Ying stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I, Yuan Ying, request your permission to go to the northern desert."

Her voice was clear but firm, echoing in the empty hall, hitting the walls and the hearts of every courtier.

Murong Xuanyi frowned slightly: "Sister-in-law, you are a woman, and you just gave birth, your body has not yet fully recovered. It is extremely dangerous to go to Mobei. How can I agree to it?"

Yuan Ying raised his head and looked directly at Murong Xuanzhou calmly: "As the Prime Minister of Daxia, I am paid by the emperor and should be loyal to him. Now that war is raging and the people are suffering, I am willing to use my remaining strength to do my part to quell the chaos in Mobei and keep Daxia peaceful. I hope the emperor will grant my wish."

Zhou Taifu at the side stepped forward, stroked his beard, and advised with a worried look on his face: "Sir Yuan, your courage is commendable, but the battlefield is not a joke. You still have twins to raise, so you must not act impulsively."

Yuan Ying turned to Grand Tutor Zhou, his expression respectful but his words firm: "Grand Tutor, if the country is no longer a country, how can there be peace in my family? My children will also be in danger in the flames of war. I am willing to use what I have learned to contribute to the peace of my dynasty and to devote my blood and sweat for the peace of thousands of people. This is my mission and my responsibility for the future of my children."

General Dong also stepped forward and said, "Sir Yuan, you are a woman who just gave birth. How can you let a woman go to the battlefield?" Then he said to Murong Xuanzhou, "Your Majesty, I am willing to lead my soldiers to the battle. I will go all out to repel the enemy. There is no need to trouble Sir Yuan to take risks."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ying shook his head slightly and looked at General Dong with a firm gaze: "General Dong, I know your loyalty and bravery, but Xuan Yi is trapped, and I cannot stay out of it for both public and private reasons. Although I am a woman, I am familiar with military books and martial arts, and I am not a weak and incompetent person.

Moreover, on the battlefield, victory or defeat is determined by strategy and courage, not gender; when the country is in danger, what is needed is the determination to stand up, which has nothing to do with gender. "

General Dong quickly explained, "Sir Yuan, I don't mean to look down on you. In fact, in my eyes, your wisdom and courage in the court, and your heroic spirit in the military training ground, have made me never regard you as an ordinary woman. I just said that out of instinct, I am worried that you are weak after giving birth, and I am afraid that the dangers of the battlefield will be disadvantageous to you."

Yuan Ying ignored General Dong and once again faced Murong Xuanzhou, kneeling on one knee and begging, "Your Majesty, I hope you will grant me the right to sacrifice my passion for the country on the battlefield. I will do my best and live up to my mission."

There was silence in the court for a moment, and all the ministers looked at the emperor, waiting for his decision.

Murong Xuanzhou stared at Yuan Ying and remained silent for a long time. The court was completely silent, except for Yuan Ying's steady and resolute breathing, which could be clearly heard. After a moment, he slowly said:

"Approved. Yuan Ying, I will give you an army of 100,000 men, appoint you as the Great General of Protecting the Nation, and entrust you with the important task of leading the troops to the battle. I hope you will defeat the enemy and return with glory."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ying kowtowed and thanked the emperor: "Thank you for your help, Your Majesty! I will live up to your grace and do my best to quell the rebellion in Mobei."

Murong Xuanzhou slowly stepped down from the dragon throne and personally helped Yuan Ying up, saying, "Sister-in-law, I admire your loyalty and courage. But I cannot ignore your safety. I will give you three days to prepare, and I will send the imperial physician to accompany you. I only hope that you will be careful and return safely."

Yuan Ying said gratefully: "Your Majesty's grace will be remembered in my heart. Within three days, I will arrange everything and prepare the army to set out."