"Your Majesty, Ling Guan is extremely unfavorable to Emperor Lin. Ling specially sent a letter to Emperor Ling and told him that Emperor Lin had a thousand-year friendly relationship with me Nanjia."

"Ling Zhixie, because of what we, the Nanga wizard, did last year, that the thousand-year friendly relationship between Di Lin and Nanga had a rift."

"It is also because of Liaoyuan wolf ambition that he constantly bewitched father Ling, which made Ling's father make many wrong judgments."

"I also did something that I was sorry for the emperor to come to the people."

"Ling went to Emperor Lin several times to express his regret to what I had done before with His Majesty the Emperor."

"Now I realize that the situation of Emperor Lin is not good, and I want to help Emperor Lin."

"Ling knows that because of all the past year, His Majesty the Emperor no longer trusts Nanjia, nor does he trust Ling."

"But Ling is showing sincerity, she can promise this to the Emperor that if Ling marry the God of War with the Emperor, Nan Jiading will stand on the side of Emperor Lin."

"Ling's father will never be bewitched by Liaoyuan again."

"In this war, Nangading has done everything he can to help."

After reading the letter in his hand, the emperor tightened his hands in an instant, his face so dark that it was so terrifying.

Nanjia helped the emperor.

A few days ago, he had received a letter from Shijiu, which said that Nan Lingfeng sent him a letter and wanted to help Emperor Lin.

Nineteenth has not replied.

Because, Nanga could not really help Emperor Lin.

Their hearts, like the ones in Liaoyuan, have long been restless.

Such help is not to help them, but to harm them.

Now, the emperor is furious.

Because, Nan Lingfeng's letter seemed to say that he wanted to help Di Lin, but in fact it was a threat to Di Lin.

She married Di Yu, then Nanjia would really help Di Lin and would not help Liaoyuan.

This is true.

And if she can't marry the nineteenth, then Nanjia will agree to Liaoyuan and help Liaoyuan to deal with their Emperor Lin together.

This is true too.

The letter that Nan Lingfeng had previously given to Shijiu was a casual letter.

But now, this letter is not.

She is telling the truth.

OK!

I have made a decision to hit Shijiu, and I am worthy of being Princess Nanjia!

The letters in the emperor's hand were instantly pinched into a ball, and the cold spread in the imperial study.

Eunuch Lin felt the anger from the emperor and knew that Nan Lingfeng's letter must be not simple.

It seems that the situation is getting worse and worse.

The emperor turned around and sat behind the desk.

He held the letter he had pinched into a ball, and his eyes looked ahead, with a sharp look constantly passing through his eyes.

Suddenly, he took the wolf hair and wrote it very quickly on the paper.

But after a while, the emperor sealed the envelope and looked at Eunuch Lin, "Send it to the nineteenth, immediately!"

"Yes, the emperor."

...

Lizhou City.

The sun shines brightly in the sky, but Lizhou City is not even a commoner.

The streets were as quiet as it was, and there was no one here except the guards.

There are no vendors who usually shout and hawk, and no people who walk around just to choose the things they like.

It is not as quiet as Lizhou City, but rather like a border.

Desolate and unhuman.

Marquis Qi Yuan walked on the street, looking at the day and the city wall in front of him.

Two days have passed since the 100,000 soldiers withdrew from the army that night in Liaoyuan.

Two full days.

In the past two days, Liaoyuan has not yet splashed at all, and it is very quiet.

For soldiers, quietness is a good thing, but also a bad thing.

War has caused uneasy people, disunity between families, and uneven country, and no one likes war.

It would be great if Liaoyuan could keep quiet like this.

But everyone knows it, no.

Liaoyuan will not always be so peaceful.

So, they must be planning something and brewing something.

These two days seem quiet, but in fact it is undercurrent.

Just like the sun is now, shining brightly, people feel nervous.

"Marty, the prince lets you go."

A guard came and stopped behind the Marquis of Qi Yuan and said very quickly.

Marquis Qi Yuan paused, turned around, held the hilt of the sword, and quickly walked to Prince Qin's mansion.

Lizhou City is quiet, and so is Prince Qin’s Mansion.

In the past, there was a hostess here, which was very different.

There is no mistress here now, so it is cold and has no feelings.

The guards were guarding the palace of Prince Qin, hiding in the dark, and the palace of Prince Qin was surprisingly quiet.

Marquis Qi Yuan came to Prince Qin's mansion and quickly walked into the study.

When he saw the person sitting on the chair, Mr. Qi Yuan was shocked and bowed, "His Royal Highness Qin."

Yes, the person sitting in the chair was not Di Yu, but Di Jiuqian.

Di Jiuqian can get out of bed and walk around.

Shang Liangyue's medicine made him recover very quickly.

However, Di Jiuqian has not yet recovered.

It's half better now.

Di Jiuqian stood up, slowly walked to the front of the Marquis of Qiyuan, and helped him up, "The Marquis doesn't have to be too polite."

Marquis Qi Yuan straightened up and looked at Di Jiuqian, "Is the palace boy okay?"

Di Jiuqian's face was still pale, his figure was obviously thin, and he looked much haggard.

But he is in good spirits.

At least the smile on his face made people feel a little more relieved.

"It's much better, don't worry about Marquis."

"It's better if you're much better. The palace servants must be well maintained. Don't get the root of the disease."

"Lizhou City still needs His Highness to protect him."

"Don't worry, Marquis, I won't fall."

As the two of them were talking, the Marquis of Qi Yuan looked around and did not see Di Yu's figure. Marquis of Qi Yuan spoke, "Is Your Highness asking the old minister to come here?"

"no."

"It's the emperor's uncle."

"Prince? That prince is here?"

"Uncle the emperor comes here later, let's wait for a moment."

"Okay, the old minister is waiting here."

Marquis Qi Yuan sat down and the two began to talk about the recent war.

But after a while, Di Yu came in.

The two stood up, "Prince."

"Uncle Emperor."
To be continued...