When I returned to Yangxin Hall, it was already late at night.

Xuanyuan Jing had a very happy chat with Princess Bai Yue in Xiyue Palace, and Princess Bai Yue was just one of the nudges.

In order for the Moon Worshiping Kingdom in the Western Regions to borrow troops to help stabilize the western border of Great Xia, they also need to provide resources, such as silk cloth, horses, tea, etc., or make a promise. After the victory of the all-out war in Great Xia, they will establish a new relationship with the Moon Worshiping Kingdom.

Covenant on the establishment of diplomatic relations, etc.

Xuanyuan Jing was wearing her clothes, lighting up the lamp to think about drafting some decrees. Her hair was a little messy, and her expression looked haggard and tired.

Zhao Wujiang leaned against the door frame, yawning, looking at Xuanyuan Jing buried in the manuscript of an ancient book, and said earnestly:

"Go to bed early and do it tomorrow. Staying up late will make you bald..."

"Five thousand good horses, wouldn't it be too much?" Xuanyuan Jing looked thoughtful.

"Then add a condition, after the war is over." Zhao Wujiang shook his head, tightened his clothes and walked slowly towards Xuanyuan Jing:

"A good horse is not a war horse. Only if Daxia survives this round can it be qualified to prosper...

With these conditions, there is no loss in exchange for a better chance of winning the war."

"Hey, if the northern border can be like the southern border, we can take the lead in attacking." Xuanyuan Jing sighed again, stopped writing, frowned, and his tone was a little dangerous.

She knew it was almost impossible.

It is freezing cold in the north, especially from late winter to early spring, when thousands of miles of ice are frozen under the howling north wind. The soldiers of Great Xia simply cannot compete with the grassland royal court who has lived in the severe cold since ancient times.

Although the grassland royal court lives in the water and nomadic herds around water and grass, under the ice and snow is their battlefield.

In the ice and snow, with the blessing of the right time and place, the warriors of the Prairie Royal Court were able to defeat twice the number of Daxia troops.

In the depth of winter in summer, we can only guard the gates.

Zhao Wujiang gently held Xuanyuan Jing's waist and said with a gentle smile:

"I understand, don't worry, Daxia will not be defeated.

Don’t you still have me?”

He knew where the anxiety in Xuanyuan Jing's tone came from. Firstly, it was from the curse on his body. Maybe one day, if he felt unwell and his body went downhill, he would be unable to bear the curse and die. Secondly, it was from the curse on his body.

The coming war.

Although Daxia has fire mines made from gunpowder, the cost is not simple. If it simply relies on fire and thunder bombing to win, Daxia's treasury cannot support the consumption of so many fire mines. What's more, the material resources for making gunpowder are not that big.

If there is plenty, it will be exhausted quickly.

The war is about foundation and resources, but Daxia has been weak over the years. Even if a emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, can it still be bigger than two or even three horses?

Xuanyuan Jing's pretty face was close to Zhao Wujiang, her long autumn eyes were misty, she hugged Zhao Wujiang's neck, her voice was soft and trembling:

"Zhao Wujiang, I... want you and me to leave a bloodline now..."

Zhao Wujiang shook his head slowly. This time, he refused in turn.

Sometimes, one breath cannot be relaxed at all, and this is the case with Xuanyuan Jing now.

Zhao Wujiang hugged Xuanyuan Jing tightly and smiled softly:

"Our agreement, but after the war is over, you must not cheat..."

"Zhao Wujiang, I..." Xuanyuan Jing's eyes were mottled with bloodshot eyes, full of fatigue.

The reason why she was still drafting some decrees late at night was because her heart suddenly palpitated in her sleep, as if she had a premonition of something, and she felt that if she didn't do more, it would be too late.

It felt like, maybe tomorrow, she would die quietly.

Ever since she learned about the curse in her bloodline, her mind has been tense. Although she would joke with Zhao Wujiang and be happy on weekdays, the dark clouds deep in her heart had never disappeared.

She has been tortured and suppressed.

She was afraid of dying. Daxia had not yet prospered, and the foundation of the ancestors of Daxia could not be ruined in her own hands.

And she still wanted to stay with the man she loved before her.
Chapter completed!