I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

"I won't watch!"

He knew that she would have a way to convince him, so he chose not to read it. Chu Mingzheng simply threw the letter away.

Seeing that His Highness was about to throw him out again, Shen Yan hugged Chu Mingzheng's legs tightly.

"Let go!" Chu Mingzheng bent his arms and hit Shen Yan's back with his elbows, again and again.

Shen Yan fell to the ground again and again, but he still held her tightly and refused to let go, begging, "Your Highness, if you die, Dasheng will be finished."

"If she were to die, I'd be done for."

Chu Mingzheng looked at the sky at dawn, which was red like blood.

Shen Yan chuckled, "Your Highness, do you think I don't want to go?"

Watching his beloved woman lead the troops away, never to be seen again, made him resent his own incompetence. However, he still had to defend the capital and take care of the rear. The better, the greater her chance of survival.

"Report, an urgent military report from eight hundred miles away." A messenger rolled off his horse, waving a command flag, knelt in front of Chu Mingzheng, and presented the military report.

"Captain Lu's military report."

Shen Yan felt that the legs he was holding had lost their strength, so he quickly sat up and opened the military newspaper in the hands of the messenger.

"Your Highness, Captain Lu said he is on his way to Yanmen Pass and will arrive on the eighth day."

The eighth day of the first lunar month, which meant that Yangyang only needed to hold Yanmen Pass for two days to reunite with Lu Mingze. Chu Mingzheng hurriedly grabbed the military report and read it carefully.

Judging from the progress of the war, he was unable to escape the enemy, but the sonorous and powerful words showed that this was true.

"Ms. Lu will definitely be able to hold on for two days." Shen Yan laughed.

"Why don't you send someone to deliver the message quickly?" Chu Mingzheng threw the military report to Shen Yan and turned around to look for the letter thrown on the ground.

A Zheng:

You say this battle was your fault, and you want to lead the army in person to atone for your mistakes. But I still feel you're not at fault. Even if the late emperor has some truth in what he said, one can't become emperor just for the sake of being emperor.

The status of an emperor is just the starting point, not the end.

I believe that my A Zheng is a person who looks up at the sky and will not be confined to his feet.

Please also believe that I will come back safe and sound and be your queen.

Long live my emperor.

The letter was signed: Your Queen, Yangyang.

Half an hour later, in Hanyuan Hall, there were cheers of "Long live the emperor".

……

Outside Yanmen Pass, the black mass of Hun cavalry was approaching step by step.

Lu Mingyang said, "Your Highness, don't be afraid. His Majesty sent a letter saying that we don't need to leave the city to fight the enemy. We just need to hold the city for two days and reinforcements will arrive."

"I'm not afraid." Chu Minghui looked at Lu Mingyang beside him, his eyes dark and unclear: "Sister Yang, why did you bring me to the army?"

The commander-in-chief of this expedition was not Lu Mingyang or Lu Mingyuan, but Chu Minghui. At least that was the view of the world.

Lu Mingyang said, "Your Highness is the descendant of the late emperor and the prince of Dasheng. You are supported by the people and naturally have the responsibility to defend the land and resist the enemy."

As long as King Guangcheng was on the front line defending the enemy, no one could raise an army in the name of King Guangcheng to quell the rebellion.

Chu Minghui smiled and said, "I know Sister Yang brought me out to save me."

"Does Hui'er always think so highly of others?"

In fact, Lu Mingyang didn’t know why she brought him out. She only knew that bringing him out would be good for everyone.

"Hello, Sister Yang."

"What about him?"

Lu Mingyang asked. They all knew that the "he" she was talking about was Chu Mingzheng.

Chu Minghui looked at the enemy outside the pass again and stood with his hands behind his back.

"When I was little, I didn't know I had a brother. Later, when he showed up, I never met him. I only knew that my father had locked him up."

"Later, I learned from the sporadic words of the palace maids and eunuchs that because of my existence, my father disliked him, and my mother hated him too. So, I always felt that I had let him down."

"But now, I think I hate him."

"Sister Yang, at my age now, I can't understand what's so good about the throne. It's so good that it makes my father lock up my eldest brother, so good that it makes my mother kill my father, and so good that my eldest brother makes my father die of anger."

"But I think they must have their reasons. Maybe when I reach their age I'll understand. And then I won't hate him anymore."

"Or maybe, I don't have to reach that age."

"No," Lu Mingyang interrupted Chu Minghui hastily. She hadn't expected him to be so thoughtful at such a young age. Perhaps, thoughtfulness had nothing to do with age.

Within a few months, both parents died.

Home is no longer home.

These experiences are enough to make a person lose his innocence. But his eyes are full of kindness, without a trace of hostility.

Lu Mingyang squatted down and helped him adjust his armor.

"You are his younger brother, he won't do anything to you. As long as we win this battle, you will be a prince who has made great contributions to Dasheng and be respected by the world."

The current Prince Guangcheng had grown considerably taller than when Lu Mingyang first met him. Even when she was squatting, she was actually shorter than him.

Chu Minghui patted Lu Mingyang's shoulder and said with a smile, "Sister Yang, you said this is my responsibility, so I will do the job at hand first."

"Okay!" Lu Mingyang took his hand and stood up.

When Jin Yiluo approached and saw the familiar face, he was stunned for a full quarter of an hour. He thought it would be an empty and defenseless city. If he was unlucky, he would encounter a well-prepared garrison, or even Chu Mingzheng, who was now the emperor.

However, I never expected to meet Lu Mingyang.

Jin Yiluo frowned and said loudly: "Yang'er, this joke is not funny, come down quickly."

Lu Mingyang ignored him, picked up the iron trumpet, and shouted: "Fellow Xiongnu warriors, look back at your grasslands, your cattle and sheep, your parents, wives and children. Now my Dasheng cavalry has penetrated deep into the desert and captured the Xiongnu royal court. Why don't you go back and save your parents..."

With a clang, Jin Yiluo shot down the iron horn with an arrow.

"Yang'er!" Lu Mingyuan, who had just stepped onto the city wall, hurriedly protected Lu Mingyang behind him. Lu Mingyang asked, "Eldest sister, have you arranged everything?"

"Everything is fine."

As the two were talking, Jin Yiluo's voice was heard again, this time with a hint of anger.

"Yang'er, come down and come to this Khan. I will make you my queen."

Lu Mingyang said coldly, "I want to be the queen. I don't need your charity. I am now fulfilling the duties of a queen, the queen of Dasheng."

Jin Yiluo said, "As for Chu Mingzheng, hiding behind a woman, what kind of man is he? I, the Xiongnu warrior, will never let a woman charge in front."

"As soldiers of the Great Sheng, we will never abandon our kin and compatriots." Lu Mingyang raised his sword and shouted, "If you dare to attack the city today, I will kill you with my sword."

Jin Yiluo drew his bow again: "Yang'er, if you don't go down, I won't be polite."