"What Xia Ao is worried about should be water control."

Feng Wuyou immediately made a judgment, but frowned: "But what kind of conspiracy is that I am afraid of my ability to control water?"

"Of course it's fire!"

Qianxin immediately said, "Can the barbarians want to attack with fire?"

"Use your brain!"

Qianyue pointed his finger on Qianxin's temple: "Think about the terrain of Fulong Valley, where the barbarians were surrounded in the middle, how could they attack with fire?

Even if they really get burned, can they escape by themselves in the end?"

Qianxin thought about the ingot-like terrain of Fulong Valley, and immediately shut up, but muttered, "If there is no fire attack, why are they so afraid of water?"

Helanjiu thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's a water attack."

Fire attack is naturally afraid of water, but Feng Wuyou's ability is to control water, so if the barbarians intend to use water to attack, they must be afraid of Feng Wuyou's ability.

Moreover, maybe you are more worried than using fire.

Feng Wuyou nodded slightly: "I think so too, but... where does the water come from in that place of Fulong Valley?"

The area around Fulong Valley was high and middle, and when it reached the middle, it rose again.

If you use water to attack, it is really an ideal place.

The coalition forces were in a low ground, and when the flood came, they could immediately submerge them, while the barbarians on the high ground had no such concern.

But the problem is that Fulong Valley is located in the outskirts of Beijing, but it is very far away from several rivers, and there is no need to attack with water at all.

Feng Wuyou's table was filled with various maps and military newspapers. She was already so familiar with the terrain near Fulong that she could no longer be familiar with it.

But whether the barbarians can attack with water cannot be determined by taking it for granted.

"Nie Zheng, I'll send an order to go and have someone visit the real scene map of Fulong Valley in person and draw every grass and tree there for me!"

"yes!"

Nie Zheng took the order out.

Feng Wuyou thought for a while and said, "Qianxin, find a way to find hydrological materials in Anling, the more, the better. At least the last twenty years of hydrological changes will be found for me!"

"yes!"

Qianxin also responded and quickly went out to do it.

Feng Wuyou looked at the pile of information on the table and couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows.

She felt that the direction she and Helanjiu guessed should be correct.

But even with the direction, she still couldn't figure out what method Xia Ao would use.

Fortunately, Xia Ao was born in the wilderness.

If he was born in Tianlan and before the Great Zhou Dynasty, I don’t know what a terrible person he would be.

Xia Zheng and Qianxin were both doing things very quickly. In just two or three days, they found all the information they asked for, and there were still a steady stream of information being submitted to the top.

Feng Wuyou and Helanjiu were buried in these materials, and it was two more days to see.

However... pushing these things away, Helanjiu said unhappily: "How is it possible? There is really no condition for water attack nearby."

After burying himself in these materials for several days, Feng Wuyou and Helanjiu were both indescribable and exhausted.

I thought that after summarizing these materials, I would see some clues, but the result disappointed them.

There is really nothing passing by rivers near Fulong Valley. At least, there is absolutely nothing that is strong enough for Xia Ao to use water attack.

The same is true for hydrological data in recent years, with no heavy rains and heavy rains, and no records of mountain torrents.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that Xia Ao took a trick and really trapped himself there.

Feng Wuyou helped her waist. The pregnancy had a great impact on women. At least this was not a big deal now. However, whenever she didn't move for a long time, she would always kick her a few times, as if she was reminding her to rest.

She rubbed her waist gently and said, "Forget it, I can't see anything for a while, so go and eat something first."

They have eaten at the conference table these days, and even their eyes are on the drawings when they are eating. Over the past two days, they have not even been impressed by what they have eaten.

Now that all the drawings have been read, this is not a solution, and it is time to take a good rest.

This is exactly what Helanjiu meant, so he walked out the door with Feng Wuyou.

Just as he turned out from behind the table, Qianxin suddenly came in from outside the door and said happily: "Empress, there are guests to come to see you!"

guest?

Feng Wuyou was slightly surprised. What kind of guests will be there at this time and in this place?

Qianxin smiled and said, "Empress will know after seeing it, I guarantee you are happy!"

As he was speaking, Qianyue's voice had already heard outside the door: "Please wait slowly, Empress."

Another Empress?

Who will it be?

Feng Wuyou felt a guess, and his eyes were unconsciously looking forward.

I saw a figure wearing a fox fur cloak stepped into the door and reached out to pull down the hood on his head.

She looked at Feng Wuyou and smiled slightly: "Wuyou, long time no see."

Feng Wuyou was almost stunned for a moment, and then he reacted and walked quickly towards the man, shouting happily: "Yun Chu!"

She walked too fast, as if she wanted to give Changsun Yunchu a big hug, but Changsun Yunchu quickly reached out to stop her: "Be careful, your stomach!"

Feng Wuyou then remembered that it was not easy for her to hug Changsun Yunchu with a big belly, so she immediately burst into laughter.

Changsun Yunchu pursed his lips slightly: "I'm already going to be a mother, why are you still so careless?"

“So what if you are a mother?

I am still Feng Wuyou as a mother, and I will not change someone else.”

Feng Wuyou said indifferently.

Hearing this, Changsun Yunqing was stunned for a moment, then seemed to have some insight and nodded gently: "Yes, since you become a mother, you are still you."

Feng Wuyou has always been Feng Wuyou.

She is the Princess of Qin and Queen Yanyun. She will become the mother of Prince Yanyun in the future, but she always is Feng Wuyou first.

Feng Wuyou saw someone following Changsun Yunchu, and there seemed to be a child in his arms. He immediately said, "This is..." Changsun Yunchu turned around and took the child in the woman's arms and carried it to Feng Wuyou: "You delivered your own child, don't you remember?"

Feng Wuyou saw the child's pink and jade-cut eyes, his eyebrows and eyes were lively, and his black eyes looked at her curiously, as if there were two small stars.

"Let me hug you."

She quickly reached out to take it and asked casually: "What's the name?"

After asking this sentence, even she felt a little ashamed.

She gave birth to this child, but then so many things happened that she didn't even know the name of this child.

"Xing'er..." Changsun Yunchu said with a smile: "Murong Xing."

"prosper?"

Feng Wuyou looked at Changsun Yunchu. When she heard this name, the first thing that came to her mind was Lin Feixing.

The Lin family member who thought he was the orthodox of the Great Zhou Dynasty and could restore his bloodline.

But in fact, if you have great ambitions and lack talent, you will be defeated.

Murong Yi gave his child this name, could he also want him to revive the Western Qin Dynasty in the future?

But... this is not Murong Yi's personality.

What's more, Murong Yi is still fine. What he wants to do and can't do it himself, so how can he pin such hope on a young child?

Sure enough, Changsun Yunchu smiled and said, "It is the star of the stars in the sky, not the revival."

"So it's this, it's a good name!"

Feng Wuyou smiled and hugged the child and teased him: "Xing'er...Little Xingxing..." The child was not good at talking, but was not angry when he was teased by Feng Wuyou. He just blinked his eyes and looked at Feng Wuyou curiously.

"He recognizes people. Except for the wet nurse, the emperor and I, I, will not be hugged, and I will not recognize you."

Changsun Yunchu said with a smile.

"Of course, I don't think about who was the first to hug him when he gave birth to."

Thinking of the scene at that time, Feng Wuyou couldn't help but look back at Changsun Yunchu.

She still remembered that what happened in the ancestral temple at that time was probably hurt by Changsun Yunchu's heart, and she was filled with a sense of death.

But at this moment, she looked quiet and had a gentle smile, and she could not tell the influence of that time.

Feng Wuyou suddenly laughed: "You look good lately?"

Changsun Yunchu was stunned, his face turned slightly red, and he said, "I'm going to be a mother, don't talk nonsense and bring bad kids."

Although she did not admit it explicitly, she could hear that she and Murong Yi had a good relationship recently.
To be continued...