He placed the hoe at the door and hung the bamboo hat and coir raincoat on the wall.

A palace maid brought a bowl of hot ginger tea, she took it and took a sip.

"What's the reaction from the East Palace?"

"The kid just came back from there. Brother Prince... He doesn't seem to be afraid. Instead, he's a little happy. I don't know why."

Concubine Li put down the tea cup and looked at the autumn rain outside the window, as well as the chrysanthemums that looked even more beautiful in the autumn rain.

"Xi Wei indeed made a good move."

"But everyone seems to have overlooked one person."

Ning Zhixing was startled: "Who?"

"Dong Huai Guo, Huai Ping Mountain!"

"There are indeed many people outside the palace walls, but sheep will always be sheep. No matter how many there are, they are still sheep."

"The imperial palace is under siege and the East Palace is in danger. How could Huaipingshan allow his own grandson to stand under the dangerous wall?"

"Nanping City and Fenglai City were originally controlled by Jitai, and I thought the garrisons in these two cities would be used by Jitai...Now I am still young at Huaipingshan!"

Ning Zhixing swallowed: "Mother, what you mean is...the 50,000 soldiers and horses in these two cities are actually people from Huaiping Mountain?"

"Originally, my mother only suspected it, but now I am sure."

"Why?"

"Because Xi Wei did not launch an attack on the palace!"

"I'm afraid he also realized something was wrong."

"If he wants to capture the palace, he must first deal with the garrisons in those two cities, otherwise he will face the unfavorable situation of being attacked from both front and rear."

The autumn rain was falling, and Concubine Li looked sad, "Huaiping Mountain is the oriole!"

"A lot of people will die!"

"This is not autumn rain, but a... blood rain!"
Chapter completed!