Accidentally dressed as an empress

Ten days later, the atmosphere in the bustling and noisy Lingyun City was as solemn as the dead silence before a storm.

An urgent military report was handed to Yun Se.

Yun Se tightly grasped the thin piece of letter paper, her knuckles turning white, and anger burned in her eyes wherever her gaze swept across.

According to the report, the tribes in Beiling have united, prepared their horses and soldiers, and mobilized frequently, with the momentum of coming out in full force and conquering the mountains and rivers.

Yun Se clenched her teeth, suppressing the rage that was about to burst forth. Veins bulged across her forehead as she forced a question through her teeth: "What on earth is Lin Yan doing?! Those barbarians in Beiling have allied themselves, and she, the garrison commander, didn't even notice?"

The room was dead silent. Grand Marshal Gu Yao, Gu Zezhi, and Aunt Fang did not speak.

Yun Se took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and paced back and forth in the study.

Outside the window, dark clouds were piled up layer upon layer, as if they were going to swallow up the last ray of light in Lingyun City, just like the haze that could not be dispelled in Yunse's heart at this moment.

She knew very well that Lin Yan was not incompetent. There must be some hidden reason behind the drastic changes in Beiling this time.

While he was thinking, a gust of wind blew past, making the windows rattle. The candle in the room was almost extinguished, leaving only a bean-sized flame dancing tenaciously on the wick, reflecting Yun Se's gloomy face.

She stopped abruptly, and scenes of fighting side by side with Lin Yan flashed through her mind: on the battlefield, Lin Yan, wearing armor and holding a spear, bravely killed the enemy and blocked a fatal blow for her; in the tent, Lin Yan had a firm gaze and discussed strategies with her. She could still remember it vividly.

"Such unusual movements, could it be that Beiling has received some external assistance?" Yun Se muttered to himself, his brows twisted into the shape of a "chuan" character.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door broke the silence within. Immediately afterwards, a guard announced loudly, "Your Majesty, there's news from the secret sentries stationed around Beiling!"

Yun Se hurriedly said, "Hurry and pass it on!" A stern-faced man in black swiftly entered, knelt on one knee, and presented a secret letter with both hands: "Master, the Beiling tribe has recently been in frequent contact with merchants from the Chu State, suspected of purchasing large quantities of food and fodder. Mysterious individuals in black robes are also frequently entering and leaving the tribal camp, their identities unknown."

Yunse took the secret letter and quickly scanned it, her expression growing increasingly serious. She waved her hand to the sentries to withdraw and sank back into thought. If there truly were other forces secretly interfering, the situation would be far more complex and difficult than she had imagined.

"Pass the order down to strengthen the security of Lingyun City, and send people to keep a close eye on the whereabouts of the Chu merchant caravan. Report any unusual movements immediately." Yun Se said.

Grand Marshal Gu Yao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Your Majesty, it's not just Beiling, Xiling, Dongling, and Nanling. The tribes are also making unusual movements and are frequently harassing us."

Yun Se's face instantly darkened. She gripped the armrests of the throne tightly, her knuckles turning white. Her eyes were like cold stars as she swept coldly over the court officials. "Humph, when did my kingdom become a place where others can take it as they please?"

Several trusted ministers lowered their heads, not daring to breathe, and only the rustling sound of their clothes could be heard.

However, before anyone could discuss it further, another express report arrived: "Your Majesty, the Nanling tribe has broken through one of our army's defense lines and is advancing inland. Their vanguard troops are highly mobile, burning, killing, and looting wherever they pass. The people are suffering terribly!" The court was in an uproar, and panic spread like a plague.

Yun Se slammed her fist on the armrest and stood up suddenly. "Pass on my order. Order Zhong Ning to plug this hole immediately. If she can't defend Nanling, bring her head to me."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Aunt Fang retreated quietly. A moment later, she brought several experienced doctors to wait outside the door, ready for any emergency, for fear that the master would be overwhelmed by his anger and hurt his body.