Mo Wuyun had never felt so humiliated.

He is a dignified prince and commander who leads thousands of troops. Could it be regarded as a decoration? Then what is the point of his trip?

"Wen Yao, don't bully people too much."

"I'm too bullying? Mo Wuyun, you touch your conscience, who is bullying who?"

She just found a way to resist, but how could they become victims in turn?

Could it be that she has to sacrifice everything she has to become a good person in the eyes of these people? Then they enjoy all the benefits she has earned with her flesh and blood, and even her life, and they still have to mutter whether her blood is there?

Delicious, not delicious!

Wen Yao raised his head, and there was a huge amount of anger hidden in his eyes.

The hand hanging beside her clenched tightly, she chuckled and said to the emperor: "The third condition is that the queen can choose to use her palms to repay the interest. One million 20 slaps, these four million 20 slaps are four.

I will execute it myself if I say I want to take out ten million taels of silver and keep it going. As long as you let me fight, I will fill the four million taels!"

No matter what, Wen Yao felt that he was losing money.

However, the queen changed her face and quickly covered her face with one hand. She glared at Wen Yao and said, "You dare, I am the queen of a country. If you slapped me in the face, it was slapped in the Northern Song Dynasty."

Wen Yao lowered his eyes and his long eyelashes trembled slightly: "Oh, then I won't hit you, just wait for the people from Nanyan Country to fight. If you don't, I want me to take out the money.

, Interview!"

The emperor narrowed his eyes and hesitated for a moment.

He stood there with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of darkness.

"Yao'er, I need to think about this matter. You should go back and send a message to the Thunder Army first, so that they can prepare for the trip in Lingcheng and meet with the Imperial City Army at that time."

Wen Yao raised his eyebrows slightly: "The emperor means, have you agreed to the first two conditions?"

The emperor glanced at Mo Wuyun: "The prince and you are my children. I feel at ease no matter who gives the military power to you. Since you are willing to take responsibility, then I believe you this time, Prince, you do this time.

Deputy, assist Changyao with all his strength to resist Nanyan."

"this..."

Mo Wuyun suddenly became anxious.

The gap between Zhengshang and ** is unimaginable. If he really wins this time, Wen Yao's reputation will move forward in the Northern Song Dynasty, but it will not be of any benefit to him.

He rarely does such thankless things, and now Wen Yao has completely touched his bottom line of interests.

"Father, this matter is inappropriate, just like what she said, a woman who is the head coach will make Nan Yan look down on the joke..."

Wen Yao planned to say to him: "The soldier is a clever way. If I come to be the head coach, I will indeed be despised by the other party. But this is nothing more than a good plan. As long as they dare to underestimate this princess, this princess will have everything.

Their confidence will make them beat me up!"

Mo Wuyun gritted his teeth and stared at Wen Yao. He stood aside, holding his hands hanging from his side.

"Just do what you said."

Wen Yao lowered his eyes: "Yes, the emperor."

The old emperor waved his hand and asked Wen Yao and several princes to retreat. Mo Chengyin and Mo Linfeng, who had watched the audience, immediately came to Wen Yao, and the two princes surrounded her, one left and one right.

Mo Chengyin and Wen Yao are not very familiar with each other, so they have some scruples in their words: "Xia Yaoer, why did you decide to lead the troops yourself? Are you sure?"

Wen Yao turned his head and looked at him: "No."

"Since there isn't, you are another woman's house. There is no eyebrow on this battlefield. If you are a little injured..."

Wen Yao smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern for the second brother, but I don't care about this, let alone, who said that women can't go to the battlefield?"

A sarcastic look streaking across her mouth, and the firmness in her eyes gradually became stronger: "Although most women are not as physically strong as men, if they are trained, they are first-class in terms of flexibility and softness, and no man can compare with them.

, it is much more convenient for men to engage in assassination or other confidential information."

What she said was not unreasonable, but speaking in front of these old-fashioned people somewhat refreshed the three views.

In their perception, Wen Yao's actions were already rebellious enough. Once they were spread, the entire court officials would oppose it.

However, she led her own Thunder Army. As for how much damage the Thunder Army will suffer in the end, that is not what they would think about.

After all, they are not foreign troops trained by themselves, and they cannot fully trust them no matter what.

Wen Yao didn't say much and said goodbye to Mo Chengyin: "I'll be in front of the palace gate after a while. The second prince won't send me out."

Mo Chengyin also felt something was wrong and stopped quickly.

"Then... let the emperor be careful."

He turned around and left, but Mo Linfeng did not leave.

"I send you."

Wen Yao glanced at Mo Linfeng's slightly pale side face, and his facial features were really called the four words "Yushu Linfeng".

It was just that his lips were not bloody and his skin was too pale.

Wen Yao did not refuse and did not speak along the way, but Mo Linfeng didn't care about the cold talk: "Well, Mo Wuyun, you don't have to be polite to him. He has been a gentle and generous temper since he was a child."

Wen Yao nodded.

"And Mo Chengyin, although she looks good on weekdays, she is very careful, so you should be more careful."

After hearing this, Wen Yao looked sideways at Mo Linfeng.

It happened that Mo Linfeng's head also turned around, and the two looked at each other, and the other's face still had a casual smile like the wind.

"Although I can't carry my shoulders and hold my hands or hold them, I'm not brainless. If you have anything you can't figure out, you can ask me anytime."

He saw that he stopped at the palace gate, and Wen Yao finally spoke: "Don't you go out of the palace to find the head of the Yun family?"

Mo Linfeng smiled and shook his head: "What are you looking for? My body can live one day now. I have no fine food care after leaving the palace. I am afraid I will die before I even arrived at the Yun family."

Wen Yao lowered his eyes: "Take care of the fifth brother."

She hugged Mo Linfeng and then turned around and left the palace.

A figure appeared outside the palace gate. Wen Yao looked at the man wearing an iron mask with some surprise. She walked to a guard and asked quietly, "How long has he been here?"

The guard of the gate said: "The national master is waiting here after noon."

Wen Yao was immediately moved. The sun was about to set. I guess he must have stood for a long time.

Walking to Mo Dongliu, the other party reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"It's okay."

Wen Yao smiled and shook his head: "I went to the palace to make trouble, not the trouble to come to me."

Mo Dongliu said: "Did they make things difficult for you?"

"Of course not, who am I? Today's princess protecting the country, even the emperor has to give me politeness. Moreover, the border war is tight now, and the old emperor has no money, so he almost begs me to pay."

"You gave it?"

Wen Yao stood on tiptoe and said in Mo Dongliu's ear: "No, didn't this traitor in the capital catch? I gave the IOU written by the queen and said I had issued it."

Mo Dongliu Wen Yao couldn't help laughing, a smile came from the corner of his mouth, even if there were a little more stars in his eyes.

"Good done."

He reached out and rubbed her hair, and Wen Yao quickly blocked it with his hands: "Stop rubbing, I don't want to turn into the Mediterranean at a young age."

The light in Mo Dongliu's eyebrows flashed, and he rubbed it twice more without hesitation.

Tian Cheng disguised himself as a coachman and drove the carriage to the gate of the palace. The two returned to the princess's mansion to discuss how to dispatch soldiers.

As soon as she was about to lead troops to fight, Mo Dongliu's face changed suddenly, and he was very dissatisfied with this matter.

"Yao'er, you're reckless this time."

Wen Yao said: "Although I have never been to the battlefield, I am prepared. You don't have to worry about me, let alone, I said I would take you with me."

Hearing that she was so dependent on herself, Mo Dongliu's tone was much more relaxed: "Even so, you can't agree easily next time."

Wen Yao raised his eyebrows: "I am willing to go there, but Mo Wuyun..."

"Mo Wuyun?"

There was a strong murderous intent in Mo Dongliu's eyes. His thin lips slowly tense, and his fingers hidden under his sleeves moved, which was a sign that he had a murderous intention.

"Mo Wuyun knew that I had good martial arts skills and had the help of the Thunder Army under her command. He took the initiative to ask for battle to go to the border to support him, but now the imperial city has no soldiers and money, so he has put all his ideas on me."

Mo Dongliu didn't say anything, but the air pressure around him was getting lower and lower.

He was silent for a moment and said, "Yao'er, I've already stained my family's blood anyway, so it shouldn't be much more stained."

Wen Yao raised his head and said, "What are you going to do?"

He didn't say anything, a smile appeared in his eyes: "It's okay. Since things have come to this point, it's useless to say more. You send me a message to the Thunder Army, and I will prepare the rest yourself."

After saying this, he left in a hurry. Although Wen Yao didn't know Mo Dongliu's specific arrangements, he knew in his heart that Mo Wuyun would be in trouble this time.

The news in the palace was spreading very quickly. In less than a day, many people knew that Prince Changyao was leading troops to fight.

In the Golden Palace, the ministers scattered on both sides, and the emperor's face was very solemn.

"Emperor, Nanyan State bullies people too much, and we must not let the other party be arrogant any more."

"But the Northern Song Dynasty is now at a critical moment. If the consumption of too much with Southern Yan and other countries take the opportunity to attack us, the Northern Song Dynasty will be completely in crisis."

"Isn't that general from Xixia also here? Their princess is still in our Northern Song Dynasty. They will never ignore the accidents in the allies!"

"That contract happened many years ago. Now the Emperor of Xixia is critically ill and may die at any time. How can he still have the heart to manage any allies..."

Countless noisy talk spread below, and the emperor's face became increasingly ugly: "Stop talking."

With the emperor's order, the entire Golden Palace was quiet for a moment.
Chapter completed!