"Is it sweet?" Atua knew that Mu Huaicheng had just drank extremely bitter medicine.
Mu Huaicheng nodded, actually a little greedy for the sweet taste of milk. "Can you give me the rest?"
Atua's eyes were bright and she nodded. "If you like it, I'll make more for you."
"What's wrong with the hand?" Mu Huaicheng then saw traces of frostbite on the back of Atua's thin white hand.
Even though Rouran is just a tribal country, Atua is still a princess.
Princesses are pampered.
But during this time at the border, Atua was so busy trying to comfort the victims and people that he forgot...she was a princess.
"It's freezing. It's inevitable. It's so cold here." Atua hid his hands behind his back and smiled at Mu.
Mu Huaicheng endured the pain and sat up straight, taking out the frostbite medicine from his pillow. "Bring your hand here."
Atua was a little nervous, fearing that Mu Huaicheng would think she was spoiled. "I...I don't know how to do many things yet, but I will work hard to learn. I even learned how to make pancakes from the cook camp today, so I can...
…Help.”
"You are my wife, Mu Huaicheng. If you don't want to do it, no one will dare to tell you that you are not good at all." Mu Huaicheng lowered his voice and pushed the frostbite medicine away from the wound.
Atua looked at Mu Huaicheng nervously. Perhaps because of the injury, Mu Huaicheng's sharp face looked pale and soft, which made her a little obsessed...
The men in Fengtian are indeed stunning.
After applying the frostbite medicine, it felt a little warm. Atua felt itchy on the back of his hand, but he didn't dare to scratch it.
"Itchy?" Mu Huaicheng obviously knows what frostbite feels like.
"Yeah." Atua's ears turned a little red.
"No scratching allowed." Mu Huaicheng smiled.
"I...I am your wife. Since I have come to the border, I must set an example. I will work hard and not lose face for you." Atua stood up suddenly and left the camp as if running away. "You go first.
Rest, I'll bake pancakes for you."
Mu Huaicheng looked at Atua's fleeing back and smiled imperceptibly.
…
Barbarians, tribes.
Although Fengtian withdrew its troops, the barbarians suffered heavy losses.
The food and grass were burned and there was chaos.
Brother Shu Zheyu's face was always gloomy, and no one dared to provoke him at this time.
"Tatar...shall we retreat to the north of the river bank and take a short rest..." his men trembled and suggested in a low voice.
"Get out!" Brother Shu Zheyu kicked the table over.
Retreat? Mu Huaicheng wished he could retreat.
Don't even think about it, he won't withdraw.
Everyone was so frightened that they lost their souls and fled in a hurry.
In the corner, Murong Ling was also trembling with fear, not daring to breathe.
"Come here!" There were only two people left in the tent, and Brother Shu Zheyu's voice was deep and deep.
Murong Ling was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and tears gathered in her eyes.
She was afraid that her brother Shu Zheyu would get angry.
"Can't you hear me?" Brother Shu Zheyu's voice became deeper and deeper.
Murong Ling walked over, trembling all over, and was pulled into his arms.
"Ah!" Murong Ling closed her eyes in fear, not daring to look at her brother Shu Zheyu.
"How much do you know about the Fengtian Mu family?" Brother Shu Zheyu did not touch Murong Ling, but asked coldly.
Murong Ling curled up nervously and answered in a low voice, "No, I don't understand very well."
"Trash..." Brother Shu Zheyu narrowed his eyes. "So what's the use of you?"
"I..." Murong Ling became very nervous and spoke again. "Mu Huaicheng... Mu Huaicheng has a weakness, I know it."
"Say." Brother Shu Zheyu looked at Murong Ling thoughtfully. This little woman can always surprise him.
"Mu Huaicheng's weakness is his family... His uncle Mu Jingyan has a daughter named Chaoyang. If you can capture this woman in the military camp... Even if you ask Mu Huaicheng to abandon the city and surrender, it is possible.
."
Murong Ling spoke tremblingly.
Brother Shu Zheyu narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to grab Murong Ling's chin. "You want me to threaten Mu Huaicheng with a woman? Are you insulting me?"
"No... no, at least, it can disturb the opponent's military morale." Murong Ling explained in panic.
Brother Shu Zheyu pushed Murong Ling away and laughed sarcastically. "In order to survive, you really do whatever it takes. Why did this woman named Chaoyang offend you?"
Murong Ling lowered her head and said nothing, but clenched her fingers tightly.
Even Xiao Junze couldn't find Chaoyang, so how could his brother Shu Zheyu find her.
"Tell me about Mu Huaicheng." Brother Shu Zheyu leaned on the couch with deep eyes.
"Mu Huaicheng... is the person most trusted by His Majesty Xiao Junze, Fengtian, and is now the commander-in-chief of the army..."
"Tell me something I don't know." Brother Shu Zheyu warned coldly.
"In the Huaihe Massacre in Fengtian, 30,000 elite members of the Mu family died tragically, General Mu Di committed treason, and Mu Jingyan disappeared... Later, the burden of the Mu family fell on him. This man was very strong, and he led the Mu family's soldiers
When he stayed in Kyoto, the late emperor did not trust him and deliberately made things difficult for him many times, but he was still able to survive..."
Brother Shu Zheyu took a deep sip of wine, thoughtfully.
"But the soldiers in Mu Huaicheng's hands now are the Guanzhong Army. The Guanzhong Army used to be Sima Lie's soldiers. Sima Lie led his men to kill all the Mu family's soldiers in the Battle of Thirty-two Cities, and massacred them all...
"
Murong Ling whispered.
Suddenly, Brother Shu Zheyu sat up straight and pulled Murong Ling over. "You said that the Guanzhong Army massacred Mu Jingyan's soldiers?"
"yes……"
Although Sima Lie is dead, Guan Zhongjun is still there.
If this can be used to drive a wedge between the morale of the military...
Narrowing his eyes, Brother Shu Zheyu laughed.
Mu Huaicheng, Mu Huaicheng, today’s shame will be repaid a hundredfold!
Murong Ling looked at her brother Shu Zheyu tremblingly and gritted her teeth.
She must find a way to escape with the people in the cellar as soon as possible...
Brother Shu Zheyu is a bellicose lunatic.
…
Fengtian, the imperial city.
Xiao Junze came down from the morning court with a solemn expression.
"Your Majesty, the land south of the Yangtze River is Fengtian's grain storage land. After all, King Qin is too young to suppress those old foxes. Today, in the court, both the Wang and Li families want to compete for this piece of land." Mu Huaichen followed behind Xiao Junze,
Some worries.
"The Wang family has been loyal to Fengtian for generations. They were the late emperor's favorites back then. Unfortunately, they have grown a bit in recent years." Mu Huaichen frowned, the Wang family could not be trusted.
"Li Yu is not easy to deal with. The Li family is loyal to the emperor and is the family of the founding heroes of Fengtian. Although the descendants have gradually declined in recent years, they still cannot be underestimated."
Above the court, the situation is changing rapidly.
As an emperor, you must always weigh the pros and cons.
Now that a war is imminent and border wars are raging, food reserves are a top priority.
Xiao Junze intended to hand over the land south of the Yangtze River to Xiao Minyan, but Xiao Minyan was only a young prince and could not deter these old foxes.
At this time, the Wang family and the Li family stood up to fight for the land south of the Yangtze River, and their ambitions were clearly revealed.
If it wavers during a war in the future, it will definitely become a hidden danger.
Xiao Junze rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little irritated.
If Chaoyang was here, he wouldn't feel so upset. "I don't know."
"But the Li family and the Wang family dare to openly stand up and challenge me today, because they are sure that I don't dare to touch them now, and they have no choice but to respond."
Mu Huaichen walked into the imperial study and asked Eunuch Acha to retreat. "Your Majesty, this matter can be weighed."