"Also, if His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan agrees to let me go, I can tell you a piece of news."

"I promise that you can successfully capture Yancheng this time!"

King Yan frowned, still a little hesitant.

Rong Zijin was somewhat unhappy. He slapped the armrest of the chair, stood up, and approached King Yan directly, staring at him.

"Hey, Prince Yan? Are you a man? Why are you so fussy?"

"Neither this nor that will work."

"What do you want?"

King Yan was surprised to see her approaching.

He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously tilted his head back. The faint fragrance of Rong Zijin was still lingering on his nose. He couldn't help but take a few more breaths.

It smells really good!

Rong Zijin pursed her lips. She found that King Yan was actually distracted.

She was a little angry that he could be distracted when talking to her.

He rolled his eyes, stood up, and walked towards the study door.

"see a visitor out!"

King Yan came back to his senses. His hands were faster than his brain and he grabbed Rong Zijin's wrist, "Wait a minute!"

Rong Zijin was stunned, his face turned dark, and he directly shook off King Yan's hand.

"King Yan has self-respect!"

The King of Yan was like a young boy. When Rong Zijin said that, his face immediately turned red. He quickly explained.

"I'm sorry, my king!"

"This king didn't mean it!"

Rong Zijin stared at him and said nothing!

King Yan said helplessly, "Okay, I agree to your terms! You can go!"

"Once Yancheng is taken, the mountain in the north will also belong to you!"

Rong Zijin curled his lips, "It's a deal!"

King Yan pursed his lips.

Little fox.

"This king also has a condition!"