Pick up a princess to be your wife

"Your Majesty, your elder brother Yang Yuan is truly a capable man. In just half a month, he has managed to reclaim five cities from the Hu people. Once he conquers Xiying Road, I will certainly bestow upon him a high-ranking official position."

"Your Majesty can reward me for my merits. I was able to recommend talented people to Your Majesty and gain Your Majesty's approval. My heart is finally at ease."

"A heart hanging in suspense..."

Wu Fengxian looked at Yang Xianrong's chest.

That deep, pure white seemed not to belong to this slender beauty.

Looking at Yang Xianrong's stunningly beautiful face, adorned in her finest attire, Wu Fengxian was instantly captivated.

"Empress, to be able to stay with you day and night in this life is my blessing from my past life."

As Wu Fengxian spoke, he slowly took off Yang Xianrong's shawl.

"If there is an afterlife, I will still marry you and make you my empress."

"Start your Majesty!"

At that moment, the voice of a young eunuch came from outside.

Wu Fengxian was in the mood and was about to have a passionate encounter with Yang Xianrong when he was interrupted by the little eunuch.

His murderous intent was immediately revealed. He reached out and grabbed a knife from the imperial desk, intending to kill the young eunuch.

Yang Xianrong raised her lotus-root-like arm and extended her delicate, white fingers to press Wu Fengxian's arm down.

"His Majesty."

Yang Xianrong shook her head.

"Unless there is something urgent, no one would dare to disturb His Majesty's enjoyment at this time. Let's hear what he has to say."

Yang Xianrong called out towards the outside of the hall, "Come in."

The young eunuch cautiously entered and then knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, someone requests an audience and is waiting for you in the Imperial Study."

"Who?"

"Yes, it is... This servant doesn't know who he is. He's not a court official; he only said he's waiting for Your Majesty in the Imperial Study."

"not see."

"Your Majesty, it is time to go and see him. I will accompany you."

"Alright, I'll help the Empress put on her shoes."

"Your Majesty, you mustn't! You are the supreme ruler, and I am but a humble woman. How can I allow Your Majesty to condescend to such a position..."

At this moment, Wu Fengxian squatted down, grabbed Yang Xianrong's ankle, and helped her put on a pair of red embroidered shoes.

"If I put shoes on the Empress, who dares to say anything bad about me? My woman, if I don't cherish her, who will?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."

"Prepare the carriage for the Imperial Study."

Wu Fengxian and Yang Xianrong entered the imperial study together.

As soon as Wu Fengxian went around the screen, a murderous intent surged forth.

In an instant, he drew the sword from his waist, and the sword flew out of his hand like lightning.

It turned out that a mysterious person wearing a cloak had taken Wu Fengxian's seat.

Although it wasn't the dragon throne, it was the main seat in the imperial study, and only Wu Fengxian was qualified to sit there.

And now someone is sitting in his seat, which is clearly a disregard for the authority of Heaven.

From beneath the man's large cloak, a pair of strong, somewhat aged hands emerged.

With two fingers, he pinched the incoming sword between his fingers in front of a cloak that was as black as the void.

Upon seeing that the other party was a martial arts master, Wu Fengxian immediately took half a step forward and shielded Yang Xianrong behind him.

"who?"

"Who I am is not important. I am here today to see His Majesty to sell you some information." The voice was filled with chaos, as if it came from the void, and it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female.

Wu Fengxian immediately realized that this person was very likely a master of the third rank. He used his profound internal energy to change his voice.

"Tian Du?" Wu Fengxian asked.

"This February, the Yan Kingdom's court will send troops to attack His Majesty," the man in black said to himself, ignoring Wu Fengxian's question.

"What can the Yan Kingdom's army do to me?" Wu Fengxian said coldly.

"However, before that, Your Majesty has another opponent to deal with. You must defeat him before you can have any chance to fight against the Yan Kingdom's army."

"what?"

"The White Horse Army has already crossed the Tianjiang River and is heading towards Baiyujing. If nothing unexpected happens, the White Horse Army will be able to reach Baiyujing before New Year's Day."

"How many men did the White Horse Army send out?" Wu Fengxian asked.

"Less than 20,000."

Wu Fengxian gradually lowered his guard.

This person has no intention of killing, so he probably won't fight him.

"Why are you telling me all this?" Wu Fengxian asked.

"Naturally, I wish Your Majesty's empire to be secure forever. The White Horse Army of today is no longer what it used to be. I hope Your Majesty will take strict precautions and defend Baiyujing. If Baiyujing falls again, it will be as difficult as ascending to heaven for Your Majesty to take it back in the future."

"Let his White Horse Army come, why should I be afraid of him? A mere ten thousand men think they can conquer Baiyujing? Dream on."

Wu Fengxian also knew that the White Horse Army had cannons.

But so what? A dozen cannons can't even open a mountain, let alone the gates of Baiyujing.

If the White Horse Army really comes, that would be great; he'd like to personally experience their strength.

Let's see how Xiong Wenjing, Sima Ying, and Ma Rulong lost to the White Horse Army.

"The main force of the White Horse Army has come out in full force. If Your Majesty can win, Your Majesty will have no rivals in the world."

"What's your purpose?"

Wu Fengxian did not believe that the man in black was acting out of kindness, which was why he was informing him of military intelligence.

He must have other motives.

"Once Your Majesty unifies the country, I am willing to serve you. I hope Your Majesty will give me your guidance at that time."

"That's another matter."

Wu Fengxian did not believe that this was the true purpose of the men in black.

If he were just an ordinary江湖人 (jianghu person, a person from the martial arts world), it would be understandable if he wanted to meddle in government affairs.

But if he really is one of Tian Du's men, then Wu Fengxian should be careful.

A mysterious organization in the rumors, said to have the power to destroy the world.

But who knows whether it's true or false?

"Your Majesty must remember one thing: Li Mu and Li Xingzhou are indispensable to the White Horse Army. If they die, the White Horse Army will fall apart."

He was also in the marching column this time. Your Majesty may let all the White Horse Army escape, but you cannot let Li Xingzhou escape.

Otherwise... the consequences will be dire.

The threat he poses to His Majesty far surpasses that of Yan Ting.

Li Xingzhou...

The leader of the White Horse Army was not Li Ertie?

"Thank you for your guidance, sir. Do you have any other brilliant ideas?" Wu Fengxian cupped his hands in greeting to the man in black.

"I have said all that needs to be said. May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace. I shall take my leave now."

An echo lingered in the imperial study.

The man in black who had been sitting behind the imperial desk had vanished without a trace, leaving no trace of his presence, as if he had never been there at all.

Yang Xianrong stood behind Wu Fengxian, but she always felt that the face under the cloak had been staring at her the whole time.

It was as if her body was being sliced ​​open piece by piece by that knife-like gaze, her soul being ripped out of her body.

This gave her a chilling feeling.

She had a strong premonition that she was being targeted by the man in black.