Traveling through the emperor, overthrowing the empress dowager at the beginning

On the grassland, the Tatar Dragon Court.

A bonfire was burning brightly in the tent of the Tatar Chanyu.

Shanyu Yufuluo stared at the campfire with a gloomy look.

Beside him, Yang Dechang bowed slightly and said to Yu Fuluo, "Chanyu, regarding the Second Prince, I have tried to persuade him not to lead his troops into the northern border, but he is still determined to go ahead. I cannot persuade him."

Hearing this, Yu Fuluo's eyes flushed red, and a trace of grief flashed across his face. He then waved his hand: "Humph, that kid is looking for death, it's not your fault."

Then, he looked at Yang Dechang with a hawk-like gaze.

"Given the current situation, the journey south is difficult, and most of my tribesmen...are disobedient. Give me some advice."

Upon hearing this, Yang Dechang's face turned as dark as the abyss.

"Chanyu, the kinship troops you previously sent south were almost completely annihilated. The Left Wise King was badly defeated, and the Right Wise King harbors evil intentions. If we continue south at this time, I'm afraid we will have difficulty winning the support of the people."

Hearing this, Yu Furuo nodded.

He knew all this, but if he didn't take any action, how could he consolidate his position?

Yang Dechang then said, "So, Chanyu, why not march eastward and use the excuse of the Eastern Qiang invading as an excuse to attack the Qiang and force them to surrender? This way, you can not only demonstrate your majesty, but also find an opportunity to bypass Dayu's northwest border and enter the fertile land of Guanzhong."

Hearing this, Yu Furuo pondered for a moment before nodding vigorously.

"You're right! This is the only way now! But this time, I, the Chanyu, will lead the troops myself!"

Yu Fuluo waved his hand and said.

Hearing this, Yang Dechang narrowed his eyes slightly.

As long as the Tatar cavalry entered Dayu's territory and achieved certain results, he would instigate the various powerful families in Dayu.

Let’s work together inside and outside!

This time, he must kill Ye Chen.

He wants revenge!

And in Dayu's country, outside the capital.

Ye Chen's carriage galloped into a village.

It was getting late, and he planned to return to the capital tomorrow.

At the same time, tonight, the 10,000 elite soldiers will return to the camp in batches.

Ye Chen lived in a tiled house.

But just when he sat on the bed and was about to rest, Zhen Jiaoxue suddenly walked in with a wooden basin in her hand.

"Sir, I am here to bathe your feet."

Hearing this, Ye Chen naturally stretched out his legs.

Zhen Jiaoxue took off Ye Chen's shoes and bowed slightly.

"My lord, you have been working hard recently. Do you need me to rub your shoulders to relieve your fatigue?"

Zhen Jiaoxue's voice was as sweet as an oriole's song. She bent slightly on purpose to make her curvy body curves more obvious.

Seeing her like this, Ye Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "Then I'll have to trouble Miss Zhen."

Zhen Jiaoxue immediately wiped Ye Chen's feet clean and bit her lip. She had already made up her mind.

If Ye Chen returned to the capital tomorrow, she, a servant from outside the province, would be bullied by his wives and concubines without his care.

Not to mention that for the sake of her family, she must also closely connect herself with Ye Chen.

Finally, she walked to Ye Chen's side, and while patting his shoulders, she said softly: "Sir, I have admired you for a long time."

Her cheeks flushed slightly. As a girl who had never been married, she was too embarrassed to talk about such flirting.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and suddenly hugged Zhen Jiaoxue's slender waist.

Zhen Jiaoxue was suddenly startled, her body trembled, but she didn't know what to do.

"Miss Zhen, I understand your feelings. Don't worry, although I won't give you a formal status, I will not let you down."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Zhen Jiaoxue's eyes. She stammered but could no longer speak.

"My lord... please have mercy on me tonight."

The next moment, Zhen Jiaoxue was laid down on the bed by Ye Chen and she gently closed her eyes.

Ye Chen stroked her hair gently.

A breeze blew by, and the candlelight in the room was instantly extinguished.

Waves of suppressed moans then echoed in the room.

Shen Qiu, who was guarding outside the door and always took the initiative to guard the first half of the night, heard something wrong, frowned slightly, and spat lightly.

However, there was no yard in the tile-roofed house. In order to better protect Ye Chen, she couldn't leave and could only listen.

Early the next morning.

With Zhen Jiaoxu's help, Ye Chen put on his clothes, took Zhen Jiaoxu out, and got on the carriage.

Straight into the capital.

Entered the palace again.

Then the carriage stopped in front of the palace gate.

"Sir, the Queen Mother is waiting to welcome you at the palace gate."

Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled slightly.

"Qiu'er, Xue'er, get out of the car with me!"

Ye Chen got off the carriage directly.

Shen Qiu also followed him down.

Zhen Jiaoxu was stunned. It took her a while to react, then she carefully walked out of the carriage.

And then she saw Ye Chen walking forward step by step, his posture like a tall green pine. Although he was not wearing a dragon robe, there was an invisible majesty emanating from him.

Zhen Jiaoxue swallowed her saliva and followed Ye Chen. Her beauty was like a blooming peony in the sunlight, gorgeous and delicate.

Her heart was filled with anxiety and shock.

At the palace gate, Su Mengjiao and a group of imperial guards had been waiting for a long time.

At this moment, Su Mengjiao was wearing a gorgeous golden brocade dress, and her noble and domineering temperament was revealed in her every move. Her exquisite face seemed to be carefully carved by God, and she was extremely beautiful.

The moment she saw Ye Chen, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but when her gaze fell on Zhen Jiaoxue, the surprise froze instantly, and she was stunned as if she was under a spell.

She could never have imagined that when Ye Chen returned from his trip, there would be such a strange and beautiful woman by his side.

She frowned slightly, her eyes filled with confusion and surprise, and she moved lightly with lotus steps, her tone a little stiff: "Your Majesty, you are back?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen nodded slightly with an indifferent expression.

"Your Majesty, thank you for waiting. This trip has had some twists and turns, but it has been relatively smooth."

Hearing this, Su Mengjiao suddenly glanced at Zhen Jiaoxue, then turned to look at Ye Chen, her tone slightly aggravated: "Your Majesty, who is this?"

Ye Chen glanced at Zhen Jiaoxue, a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes, and he said slowly: "She is my maid, and also my woman."

When Zhen Jiaoxue heard this, her body trembled violently.

She now naturally guessed Ye Chen's identity.

There was a mixture of shock in my heart and a bit of joy that was hard to conceal.

I just feel that I have really followed the right person.

Zhen Jiaoxu immediately suppressed the waves in her heart and knelt respectfully towards Su Mengjiao, her forehead touching the ground, her body trembling slightly.

"Slave, I have met the Queen Mother."

"Long live the Queen Mother, long live the Queen Mother, long live the Queen Mother, long live the Queen Mother."

Su Mengjiao's expression changed, and a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes.

She looked at Ye Chen, her tone questioning: "Sir, where did this palace maid come from?"

"This is a long story, Queen Mother. However, Qiu'er knows Xue'er's background. You can ask her."

Ye Chen said so.

Su Mengjiao pouted slightly.

"Okay, I'll ask her myself."

After saying that, Su Mengjiao turned around and left, her pretty face covered with dark clouds, and she was obviously in a bad mood.