Meng Xin clenched his fists and whispered forcefully, "Stop talking, I don't need you as a woman to teach me how to do things, but you, if you don't stay well in the palace, what are you doing here? Remember,

If something happens to me, I must let Liu Jin assist Tu'er to ascend the throne and stabilize the country of Chu, and don't let anyone with ulterior motives take advantage of others' danger."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Jin stumbled in and hurriedly shouted:

"King, it's not good, little prince..."

Upon hearing these three words, the queen turned her head and asked in horror:

"What happened to Tu'er?"

Liu Jin swallowed his saliva and replied sadly:

"The little prince was captured by the other party..."

"What?"

Meng Xin waved his sleeves and said furiously:

"Isn't he with you? How was he captured?"

Liu Jin lowered his head in annoyance and replied hesitantly:

"He said...he said that the opponent's coach was seriously injured and would definitely be recuperating in the camp. Moreover, the opponent's defense would be very lax at this time. He wanted to capture the thief first, so I...I let him go.

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"What a nonsense."

Meng Xin stared at him with fire in his eyes, breathing heavily, probably because he was too anxious, and his chest kept rising and falling.

The queen suddenly stepped forward and grabbed him, crying at the top of her lungs,

"Meng Xin, if you don't save Tu'er today, I will hate you forever..."

Leaving these words behind, she staggered and ran outside. Seeing this, Xina quickly followed her.

Meng Xin did not dare to neglect, he angrily picked up his sword and followed Liu Jin to the outside of the camp with a dark face.

At this time, Letu was being tied up on a horse. There were two long swords pointing at him on his left and right sides. If he moved even a little, he would be in danger of being killed.

The queen broke through the crowd, crying, "Tuer, Tuer..."

As he prepared to run towards Letu, Xina, who was following closely behind, hurriedly pulled him back, "Auntie, don't be impulsive, you will harm Tou'er."

When Liu Dechang, who was riding on horseback, saw Xina through the moonlight, he glanced at Luo Lan in astonishment. He thought he was dazzled. Why did this woman look exactly like his daughter?

Next, Meng Yue, who learned the news, also quickly followed out. When the shocked Liu Dechang saw Meng Yue, he opened his mouth in disbelief and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

The moment he saw Meng Yue, Luo Lan looked directly at Liu Dechang, came to him on horseback, and asked softly:

"Dad, the woman who pretended to be my mother is that woman."

At this time, Liu Dechang had no intention of answering her words, but stared at that familiar face in shock. This man who had been on the battlefield for many years actually had red eyes.

From his expression, Luo Lan seemed to realize something. She turned to look at the woman. Meng Yue, who had just seen Liu Dechang, also stood there blankly looking at him. In just a moment, she had already shed tears.

Full face.

But before Liu Dechang had time to ask the countless questions in his heart, and before Meng Yue had time to say a word to him, the sound of horse hooves came in a hurry.

The appearance of Meng Xin broke the tranquility here. He came on horseback, pointed his sword at Leng Yu, and roared with wide eyes:

"Leng Yu, you are so despicable, please let the picture go."

Leng Yu looked at Meng Xin's eager look and chuckled leisurely:

"Soldiers never tire of deceit. The young prince of the Chu Kingdom wanted to attack me, but he didn't want to be subdued by my wife. Now you are calling us despicable? What a slap in the face."

Meng Xin half-squinted his eyes and looked at Letu, who was looking at him with pitiful eyes. He gritted his teeth and gasped, nodding.

"Okay, if you let Tu'er go, I'm willing to be your prisoner..."

As soon as he said this, Liu Jin, who was standing next to him, hurriedly stopped him.

"King, please don't... If you become a prisoner, all our efforts will be in vain..."

Meng Xin, however, seemed to have lost his soul, shook his head vigorously, and said solemnly with a grimace:

"I am convinced that I only have one son in my life, Tu'er, and I cannot let him be in danger."

Leng Yu looked at Meng Xin with his deep eyes, and said coldly and harshly:

"Meng Xin, surrender, as long as you raise your hands and surrender, I promise not to hurt you at all..."

"Hahaha……"

Meng Xin suddenly raised his head and laughed, "Surrender? Leng Yu, my people have already taken control of the capital of Daning Kingdom. You ask me to surrender? I think you should surrender."

Hearing this, Letu, who was tied up with five flowers, suddenly shouted loudly:

"Father, why not let them let us go, and we Chu people will withdraw from the capital. From now on, there will be no more war between the two countries..."

"impossible……"

Meng moved his hands with strength and shouted angrily with a stern voice:

"The war between the two countries has been going on for more than ten years, but you say there will no longer be a war? That is simply a daydream..."

At this time, Meng Yue broke away from Xina's pull, moved step by step to Meng Xin, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and screamed loudly with tears in her eyes:

"Meng Xin, you started the war with Daning because of me. I beg you, surrender. Look at those dead and wounded brothers. They are also flesh and blood, but they will die because of this endless war.

At this point, this war has cost too many lives and it should stop."

Meng Xin looked at her sideways, but this face that he loved so much in the past felt strange to him now.

His eyes flickered several times in succession, and he suddenly snorted forcefully,

"Are you still thinking about that man?"

When he said this, he raised his eyes and looked at Liu Dechang not far away, the fire of anger in his eyes seemed to burst out.

Mengyue followed his gaze and looked at Liu Dechang, who was standing there blankly, and suddenly gave him a bitter smile.

When Liu Dechang's red eyes saw this smile, he immediately shed two lines of tears.

He stretched out his hand and murmured as if he was awake in a dream:

"Xiao Ling? Are you still alive?"

Meng Yue looked at him, showed a cruel smile, and then replied with a flowery smile:

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lived for so many years. I shouldn't have let people from two countries fight because of me. I'm sorry!"

After saying this, a trace of blood suddenly spit out from the corner of her mouth. Seeing this scene, Liu Dechang shouted, "Xiao Ling..." He dismounted from his horse and galloped towards her. At the same time, Meng Meng

Xin had already taken the lead and hugged her who was about to fall to the ground, shaking her head and shouting in tears,

"Xiaoyue, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?

Meng Yue looked up at Meng Xin, deliberation with sad eyes,

"Surrender, this is the last time I beg you, otherwise I will not feel at ease even if I die."

Looking at the woman in his arms, Meng Xin suddenly yelled. Liu Dechang also came to him at this time. He wanted to reach out to hug Meng Yue, but Meng Xin stopped him.
Chapter completed!