Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

Yu Xun and He Shangming's eyes met for the umpteenth time. Both of them had long swords on their waists and walked up the stairs together.

Wen Ze and Wen Heng watched the scene bored.

Wen Heng chuckled and spoke playfully.

"Second sister and sixth brother, why don't you come to me, third brother, and give way to me? After all, we are family. Third brother might even be able to give you a way out."

Wen Ze looked at him with disdain. He had already committed treason, and now he wanted to have a good reputation legitimately.

Why should you care about the opinions of the world? If you are too cautious, you will never achieve anything great.

But the next moment, everyone watched Yu Xun and He Shangming kneel down and kowtow to Wen Xu.

"I bow to the new emperor. Long live the emperor."

The sudden scene made Wen Ze's eyes bloodshot and he shouted angrily.

"He Shangming, what are you doing?"

Just as he finished shouting, he saw another army coming in in an orderly manner. They were the old members of the Gu family. Although there were only 10,000 soldiers, every soldier on the battlefield was Wen Ling's men.

It was just that Gu Muqing wanted to avenge his family personally.

Gu Muqing jumped a few times, and the ministers felt a gust of wind blowing, and then they saw Wen Ze lying on the ground, with his eyes open in death.

The ministers who had followed Wen Ze were all shocked and panicked. Those who understood the situation quickly knelt down and kowtowed to the new emperor.

Looking at Yu Xun kneeling on the stage, Wen Heng had nothing to understand.

Gu Muqing turned around holding the bloody blade and looked at the ministers coldly.

"Are you planning a rebellion by not bowing to the new emperor?"

Blood oozed droplets from the blade onto the ground. Except for Duke Rui, Prime Minister Xu, and Wen Heng, everyone else knelt down simultaneously and shouted in unison.

"Your servants bow to the new emperor. Long live the emperor."

Gu Muqing signaled the generals following behind him to suppress the three people who were still standing.

Wen Xu held Wen Ling's hand and watched the officials kowtow below. It was an extremely shocking scene.

Wen Xu tightened his grip on Wen Ling's hand, raised his eyes and looked at Wen Ling, feeling a little uneasy.

"Sister."

Meeting Wen Ling's encouraging gaze, Wen Xu took a deep breath and spoke loudly in a youthful voice.

"Everyone is safe."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Su Shuxing stood below and looked at the emperor on the stage. All his talents and knowledge were taught by him. When he first heard Wen Ling's words "the emperor's teacher", he thought it was ridiculous. He never expected that it would be really achieved by this delicate princess.

After everything was settled, Prime Minister Xu and Duke Rui were both sentenced to death for their involvement in treason, and Wen Heng committed suicide on the night he was imprisoned.

The coronation ceremony went on as planned, but unexpectedly, General He, who was on the expedition, heard the news from the capital and directly defected to the Yuan Kingdom.

Yuan State, which had originally cooperated with Wen Heng, learned of the changes in Daxuan and directly joined forces with the Northern Barbarians. Now it has marched northward, intending to join forces to ambush the Shen family army.

Gu Muqing was furious when he heard the news.

"I knew that the old man from the He family was a fence-sitter."

"Princess, I beg you to personally go to the northern battlefield."

Wen Ling naturally agreed, and she also planned to lead the troops to the north herself. Shen Jingyou was the person she liked and also the target of her mission, so she naturally had to make sure he was okay.

Wen Ling ordered Su Shuxing and Xu Yan to supervise the country, and ordered He Shangming and Gu Muqing to join her in supporting the Shen family army.

Yu Xun commanded the imperial guards to maintain order in the imperial city, and Wen Ling left him 10,000 soldiers in case of emergency.

To the north, the sky was filled with yellow sand and smoke. Facing the setting sun, the smoke was solitary and the whistling wind was blowing the solemnity and bloody smell of the battlefield into people's noses. Shen Jingyou, who was leaning on the stone in the camp, lazily unfolded the envelope with one hand.

The wind was very strong, and the familiar fragrance of the envelope was fleeting in his nostrils. Before the letter was even unfolded, the young man felt a little lost.

I took a deep breath, but the fragrance was gone.

After a month on the battlefield, the originally delicate and unruly young man in the capital had become more solemn and heroic. His skin became darker and rougher, but he had a wild beauty. There was a red scar on his cheek that had not yet healed, which gave him a sense of battle damage.

Shen Jingyou threw his messy hair behind him, then carefully took out the letter from the envelope and unfolded it.

It was a letter written by Wen Ling himself, which roughly explained what happened during the time he was away from the capital. When he saw Wen Ling mentioned in the letter that the capital had been settled and Wen Xu had ascended the throne, he felt a sense of pride in his heart.

As expected of his princess, she was so smart and domineering! She said she would take over the world, and before anyone knew it, she had everyone at her feet.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He must show off in front of the old man later.

The letter written by Wen Ling was only a thin piece of paper. It only briefly described the situation in the capital, and the words of concern for him were only three short words at the end.

Take care!

Shen Jingyou gritted his teeth. Adding greetings at the end of a letter was basic etiquette. This meant that from beginning to end, this letter was equivalent to saying that Wen Ling didn't care about him at all.

Thinking about this, the young man couldn't help feeling aggrieved. He missed her every day during the time he came here, but she was so indifferent to him. The young man didn't believe it. He held the letter tightly in his hands and read it word by word. In the end, he didn't see any word that expressed her missing him.

Shen Jingyou angrily looked at it again but still found nothing. He tightened his grip on the letter paper, but still carefully reached out and gently stroked the not-so-neat words, feeling the strength of his sweetheart's every stroke and hook when she wrote.

In order to relieve the longing in my heart, I rubbed the letter paper for a long time, and then opened the envelope and smelled it with my nose, looking for the fragrance, but unfortunately, there was only the scent of ink.

The boy, feeling somewhat disappointed, complained that the wind was too strong these days and the fragrance was blown away. Then he became annoyed that he should have returned to the tent before opening the envelope.

This might make the fragrance linger a little longer.

When the sun set and only the orange afterglow remained, Shen Jingyou carefully folded the letter, stuffed it into the envelope, and took it away in his arms.

Wen Ling had no idea what Shen Jingyou was going through. She was now leading a large force and rushing towards this side.

The distance from Yuan State to the north is much closer than that from Xuan State to the north, so they can only ride their horses as fast as they can to the north.

Two days later, Shen Jingyuan also received news that the Yuan Kingdom's army was heading this way.

Inside the commander-in-chief's tent, Shen Jingyuan, several lieutenants, and Shen Jingyou were standing around the sand table, except for Shen Jingyou, who was lazily leaning against the pillar supporting the tent with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.

Several other generals participating in the meeting frowned after hearing the news.

One of them spoke up.

"That old bastard He Cheng is such a disgrace to us soldiers."

"Is this the right time to talk about this? The Yuan Kingdom, including He Cheng's army, has nearly 300,000 troops. Add in the Northern Barbarians, and how can we fight this war?"

The other one stroked his chin and spoke.

"If the capital city provides timely support, we won't be afraid of a fight."

After hearing this, everyone fell silent. They knew that the late emperor was wary of the Shen family army. Now that the emperor had a new dynasty, would the fear of the Shen family army disappear?