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

Si Yan slowed down his pace: "Who is it?"

There was no information about marriage in the original owner's memory.

She did have a man she liked, the second son of Ling from the General's Mansion, who was her childhood sweetheart and grew up with her.

The original owner liked to wield swords and guns since he was a child, which was also influenced by the second young master Ling.

"King Yong."

Facing his sister's slightly sharp gaze, Si Qingshan spoke helplessly.

He knew that his sister did not like Prince Yong, especially since Prince Yong did not send troops this time, which made her extremely disappointed in Prince Yong.

"Prince Yong likes me?" Si Yan asked.

"Whether Prince Yong likes your elder brother is unclear, but the marriage between the royal family and the Situ Mansion is a foregone conclusion. If your fiancé is not Prince Yong, then Prince Xin, or one of His Majesty's other princes."

Si Qingshan paused, "Brother, I think Prince Yong is brave and resourceful, and he dares to take responsibility. He will be a good husband."

This marriage was originally proposed by the Imperial Noble Consort, who hoped to marry his younger sister to her son, Prince Xin. Later, when his father entered the palace, he became Prince Yong.

For this, my father has completely offended the Imperial Noble Consort and Prince Xin.

The marriage between this girl and Prince Yong is a foregone conclusion.

Si Yan knew clearly that women in ancient times had no right to choose their own marriage.

She looked cold: "I know."

"Ayan, Prince Yong also has his own difficulties..."

"Let's talk about it after I meet Queen Yong."

Si Qingshan was slightly stunned. Looking at his sister's surprisingly calm reaction, he couldn't help but feel that the little girl was a little strange.

As they were talking, the two of them arrived at the central military camp.

The sky gradually darkened and fires appeared everywhere in the army.

At the gate of the Central Army's main tent, guard Zuo Hang came forward to report, "Your Highness, the eldest daughter of the Si family has arrived."

This Miss Si is the prince's new fiancée, and Zuo Hang dare not neglect her.

Prince Yong's voice came from the tent, without a trace of warmth: "I have said that I will not see anyone... ahem..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a cough from inside.

Si Yan heard it from afar. It was said that Prince Yong was in poor health and had been taking medicine.

Zuo Hang stood outside the tent and said with a stiff upper lip, "Your Highness, Miss Si said there's a major military event."

"No." Prince Yong refused coldly.

What kind of military intelligence could a woman like her have? Even if she did, she would tell Si Qingshan first.

Zuo Hang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Your Majesty, Miss Si said she won't leave until she sees you."

"Then drive them away."

"Yes." Zuo Hang conveyed King Yong's words to Si Yan verbatim.

Of course, he didn't dare to drive Si Yan away, but King Yong's refusal was clearly conveyed.

Si Qingshan didn't know what to say.

"Ah Yan, I wonder what the military intelligence is? Why don't you tell big brother first?"

"Brother, the situation is urgent. I must meet with Prince Yong in person."

Si Yan's attitude was firm, and his sharp eyes stared directly at the main tent of the central army.

Suddenly, she raised her legs and strode inside.

Zuo Hang was startled and quickly chased after her: "Miss Si, you can't do that. The prince's military orders must not be disobeyed."

Si Yan ignored him and walked straight to Prince Yong's military tent.

Si Qingshan did not stop her. The girl was so serious that she must have urgent military information to report.

"Quick! Stop her!" Zuo Hang shouted loudly when he saw that he could not catch up with Si Yan.

The guards in front of Prince Yong's tent came up one after another, crossing their halberds to block Si Yan.

Si Yan suddenly attacked, kicking a guard in the waist, and at the same time, punching another guard in the face.

The moves Si Yan used were very unique and extremely fast, focusing on the vital points. In just a moment, he knocked the two men to the ground.

"Ms. Si, you've gotten into big trouble." Zuo Hang chased after her with sweat all over his forehead.

With a "rustle", Si Yan pulled open the curtain and walked in.

A large group of guards surrounded Prince Yong's tent.

Zuo Hang rushed in with his guards and knelt down with a plop. "Your Highness, I am sorry for failing to stop Miss Si. Please punish me."

Zuo Hang really didn't expect that the eldest daughter of the Situ Mansion would be so tough and dare to break into Prince Yong's military tent.

Si Yan stood in the big tent, with countless spears flashing coldly pointing at her.

The dim candlelight illuminated her cold face, stretching her straight figure.

The main tent of the central army was dead silent, the air was filled with the smell of herbs, and on the table in front of King Yong lay a bowl of black medicine.

Prince Yong was dressed in military uniform, and the dark red Daxuan battle robe covered his slightly thin body. It was hard to imagine that the man who was always holding a medicine jar was the famous Prince Yong of Daxuan - Qi Ziyu.

Qi Ziyu slowly raised his hand and waved towards Zuo Hang.

Zuo Hang and his guards filed out.

The man in front of the case had a grim expression, and a layer of frost covered his pale, sickly face.

"Miss Si, what brings you to me?"

"I sent someone to King Yong." Si Yan said calmly.

"Who?"

"Yanlongyi."

Qi Ziyu paused for a moment while holding the medicine bowl, then said indifferently, "Yan Longyi? The King of Yan?"

"Yes."

Si Yan looked at the subtle expression on Qi Ziyu's face and said lightly, "He has followed me to Xiongyue Pass."

Qi Ziyu's eyes were deep: "Are you sure it was Yan Longyi who came to Xiongyue Pass?"

"Confirmed." Si Yan's expression was solemn and his voice was clear. "It was none other than the former good friend of Prince Yong, the Yan State's God of War, Yan Longyi."

Qi Ziyu was silent for a moment, then gently picked up the medicine bowl in front of him and took a sip, as if he was tasting tea.

Then he raised his palm and clapped three times loudly.

Two guards walked in with Yun Li.

The moment he saw Qi Ziyu, Yun Li wished he could rush up and kill this man who betrayed his prince with one knife.

But he endured it and allowed himself to be taken into custody.

He also wanted to see what expression Qi Ziyu would have when the Beimang Kingdom’s troops approached.

"The King of Yan you are talking about, is this the man?" King Yong took another sip of the medicine.

"Yes."

Prince Yong raised his eyes to look at Si Yan: "Do you know what crime you committed by trespassing into my camp and deceiving and playing tricks on me?"

The girl looked calm: "Si Yan pleads not guilty."

"This is just Yan Longyi's guard, not Yan Longyi." Qi Ziyu pointed at Yun Li and said coldly.

This is Yan Longyi's most capable subordinate, whom he has known for a long time.

"What does that matter?" Si Yan looked at King Yong of Daxuan with cold eyes, "All the soldiers of Beimang Kingdom thought he was Yan Longyi, and they saw him and I escaping into Xiongyue Pass together. Your Highness, the Beimang Kingdom army said he was Yan Longyi, so he is Yan Longyi."

Prince Yong's eyes darkened and his gaze instantly became sharp.

He looked at Si Yan carefully, then at Yun Li beside Si Yan, and suddenly realized that he had fallen into a trap.

Is this a trap set by Yan Longyi?

He couldn't believe that Si Yan, a weak woman, would have such a bold idea.

But how is Si Yan related to Yan Longyi?