The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and holds the power over the world

A look of regret appeared on the face of the King of Beimang, and murderous intent was hidden in his sharp eyes.

Si Yan tortured his most beloved son like this, and he also wanted to see what expression Si Yan would have when he saw Ling Moran.

Everyone suddenly became nervous. What illness did Young General Ling have?

Ling Yuefeng clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white, and his palms were already bleeding.

Li Yao and Niu Hong were bewildered. Did something happen to Young General Ling?

Boya and others already knew that Ling Moran might be mentally ill, but they still held on to a glimmer of hope.

Hearing what the Emperor of Beimang said, my mood suddenly sank to the bottom.

"Bring Ling Moyan up." The Emperor of Beimang waved his hand, and two guards hurried down.

Soon, a man with disheveled hair was brought up.

This man was wearing a crimson purple robe and looked tall and handsome.

In the April wind, his long hair fluttered, covering half of his face, but people who knew him could still recognize him at a glance. This was Ling Moran.

"Mo Ran!" Ling Yuefeng called out in a low voice, took a step forward, and was so excited that he could hardly control himself.

Yun Li gently stopped him: "General, please remain calm."

At present, the Beimang Kingdom has not released the people. If they get too excited, it will be detrimental to the negotiations with their master.

"Young General Ling." Li Yao and Niu Hong both exclaimed in a low voice, suppressing their emotions, their eyes very sore.

Si Yan looked quietly at the man opposite him, his black eyes concealing all emotions.

From the surface, there is nothing wrong with Brother Mo Ran, but Si Yan knows that this may be a bigger problem.

A gust of wind from the wilderness strengthened the momentum and blew past Ling Moran.

The man looked up in a daze. He blinked, as if the sunlight was a little dazzling.

Then, his hair was blown up by the wind, revealing the other half of his face.

On his fair right cheek, there was a shocking scar running from the corner of his eyebrow to his jaw.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp. No one had expected this to happen.

"Major General..." Li Yao and Niu Hong's eyes were filled with tears, which fell down all of a sudden.

The two veterans who had experienced many bloody battles burst into tears as they looked at the major general who once led them to fight on the battlefield.

The young general was once a famous handsome man in the army and a talented young man admired by many women in the capital.

Now, her appearance is ruined.

Si Yan felt a pain in her heart. It seemed to be the instinctive pain of this body, making her unable to control herself.

In the original owner's memory, Ling Moran, the big brother next door, always took care of her, loved her, and treated her like his own sister.

Si Yan's face remained expressionless, he just looked at Ling Mo Ran quietly, but his heart felt like it was torn apart.

"Brother Mo Ran." Si Yan called softly in a gentle tone.

Ling Moran looked over and stared at the woman opposite for a while, then asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

He asked so calmly, just like every time he saw Si Yan before, he would speak softly: "Little girl, big brother brought you some delicious food."

"Does Brother Mohan have any?" Si Yan always looked up and asked him, "I want to eat with Brother Mohan."

"Yes, that brat has some too." Big brother Mo Ran always had a smile on his face, rubbed her furry little head, and handed the delicious food to her.

And she always shares these things with Ling Mohan first.

"I'm A Yan, Brother Mo Ran..." Si Yan smiled, with a tenderness in his eyes that was not usually there.

Ling Moran stared at Si Yan for a while, then suddenly said, "Nonsense! Ah Yan is dead, Ah Yan died a long time ago, everyone is dead, all dead, ah..."

Ling Moran suddenly shook his head, bent over in pain, and kept shouting: "They are all dead, everyone is dead, dead..."

Li Yao and Niu Hong felt a pang of pain in their hearts, and immediately understood why Young General Ling was like this.

Si Yan also knew that Ling Moran was talking about the people of Beiyan Pass. After Beiyan Pass was occupied by the Beimang National Army, the city was massacred by Liang Junshan.

"Brother Mo Ran, I am Ah Yan. I am still alive. General Li Yao and General Niu Hong are also still alive..."

"Who?" Ling Moran suddenly calmed down, as if he remembered these two names very clearly.

Li Yao and Niu Hong, tears already streaming down their cheeks, stepped forward and spoke with choked sobs, "Young General."

Ling Moran stared at them for a long while: "Who are you?"

Li Yao and Niu Hong felt sad because Young General Ling didn't remember them.

"I'm going to kill you! Liang Junshan, I'll fight you to the death!"

Ling Moran suddenly screamed, struggled to get up, and was about to rush over.

The two guards beside him immediately controlled him, and Ling Mohan acted like a madman.

"Thief! Where are you escaping?"

"Eat my sword!"

"Kill! Kill! Cut your way out!"

Ling Moran kept shouting, and the two Beimang guards beside him were holding him back with all their might.

Behind Si Yan, everyone's eyes were red. No one had ever thought that General Ling had gone crazy!

Ling Yuefeng's body was shaking, and with the help of Yun Li, he was able to stand firmly and not fall down.

Yun Li felt that the old general was trembling all over, and his eyes were full of red, as if they were about to shed tears of blood.

Beimang Kingdom Emperor Chao gave a look to the people beside him, and someone immediately stepped forward and stuffed a piece of cloth into Ling Moyan's mouth.

“Mmmm… Mmmm…” Ling Moran was still struggling and was forcibly carried away by the guards of Beimang Kingdom.

The air gradually became quiet, and Ling Moran's shouts and cries of killing seemed to still echo in the vast wilderness.

The Emperor of Beimang looked at Si Yan with a deep gaze: "I'm really sorry, he looked like this when I found him. Maybe he was stimulated by something."

As the King of Beimang spoke, he gently picked up the teacup and took a sip nonchalantly.

This Si Yan was very good at hiding his emotions. He stared at her expression the whole time and didn't see any flaws in her.

She appeared extremely calm from beginning to end, and did not even blink when she saw Ling Mo Ran going crazy.

The Emperor of Beimang knew very well that such people were the most powerful and terrifying.

"Let's exchange hostages." Si Yan said slowly.

"Okay." The Emperor of Beimang agreed happily. "How do you exchange it?"

"Each side should send one person to bring the hostage back." Si Yan had Di Yulin brought up and stood beside his desk.

The King of Beimang glanced at his son and saw that his mouth was blocked by a cloth and his eyes were looking at him.

The King of Beimang also had Ling Moyan brought up, and at this time the two were more than ten feet apart.

The King of Beimang looked up and did not see Luo Hai following Di Yulin.

"Where's Luo Hai?" The Emperor of Beimang narrowed his eyes. "The Regent has seized ten cities from my Beimang Kingdom. Don't you plan to release Luo Hai? And the people around the Crown Prince?"

"Luo Hai is not within the scope of this negotiation." Si Yan looked indifferent.

"Then add it in." The King of Beimang looked as sharp as an eagle, and his tone was cold.

"No." Si Yan refused coldly.

The Emperor of Beimang State raised his lips slightly, leaned back, and tapped the table: "I just forgot to mention that General Ling is married. Now, we have also brought his wife with us. It is said that it was his wife who saved him five years ago..."

As the King of Beimang was speaking, his men brought up a woman. The woman's face was covered with tear marks and she was wearing a cloth dress with patches on it. No matter how you looked at it, she didn't look like Ling Moran's wife.

The Emperor of Beimang chuckled and said, "This is his wife. She has been taking good care of him over the past few years."