At this time, Yun Qianmeng in the inn was leading Mu Chun to pack his luggage!

At this time, rumors were flying all over Nancheng, especially when Lu Xin led the army to surround their palace, which made the people of Nancheng fall into fear and despair!

However, most of Nanxun's troops are in the hands of Nan Yijun, and these troops are dispatched by Nan Yijun to the border of Nanxun. Even if troops are dispatched at this time, I am afraid that it will be of little help!

As for the other scattered troops, I am afraid they will not be able to resist Lu Xin!

The inn was as quiet as usual, but outside there was already chaos and war. The people either closed their doors or packed up their belongings and planned to escape. The bustling streets in the past were now deserted. The heavy rain fell on the bluestone road, splashing little drops of water, cold and clear, lonely and cold!

"Princess, it looks like we can go back in a few days!" Although Nanxun is only a day's journey away from Youzhou, Mu Chun still misses his hometown very much!

Seeing the nostalgic expression on Mu Chun's face, Yun Qianmeng smiled and handed the dress she seldom wore to Mu Chun. Then she said, "Yes, it's almost done!"

I just hope that this negotiation can proceed peacefully. Although Nanxun is an enemy country to Xichu, Yun Qianmeng still doesn't want the people of Nanxun to suffer from war because of Emperor Yugan's ambition!

Seeing that the bag in front of her had been almost packed, Yun Qianmeng asked Mu Chun to put it aside for the time being and move it to the carriage after the rain stopped. She walked out of the house, stood under the eaves, and reached out to catch the raindrops dripping from the eaves. The crystal clear raindrops condensed in the palm of her hand, refreshing her heart and soothing her irritability, making Yun Qianmeng always have a faint smile on her lips!

"Why are you standing outside again? It's so humid now, it's easy to catch a cold!" A slightly reproachful voice came from the gate of the courtyard!

Yun Qianmeng turned her head and saw Chu Feiyang, dressed in a crimson prince's robe, walking slowly towards her amidst the swirling mist. His slightly furrowed brows showed his dissatisfaction with Yun Qianmeng's actions, but Yun Qianmeng deliberately smiled and stretched out both hands to catch the raindrops from the eaves. This made Chu Feiyang frown again, and he could only quicken his pace to walk in front of her and hold out his hand...

Yun Qianmeng originally thought Chu Feiyang would pull her hand away, but she didn't expect him to imitate her and raise his hand, placing his palm under the back of her hand, catching the raindrops together with her!

"Since my wife is so naughty, then as her husband, I can only share the good and bad times with you!" A teasing voice came from behind Yun Qianmeng, and a slightly warm breath sprinkled on her ears, with a hint of temptation and a hint of threat!

Chu Feiyang's implication was that since Yun Qianmeng wanted to catch a cold, he would naturally accompany her all the way!

Feeling the gentle hands gradually enveloping her own, a hint of satisfaction spilled from her red lips. Her lips slightly lifted and parted. Yun Qianmeng withdrew her hands, turned around in Chu Feiyang's arms, and raised her head to look at the handsome face behind her. "Is it done? What did Nan Yijun decide?"

Hearing this, Chu Feiyang did not speak immediately. Instead, he took out a dry handkerchief from his sleeve and carefully wiped the raindrops from her hands. Then he took her into the house and slowly said, "In ten cases, the imperial edict will be stamped with the national seal of Nanxun!"

After hearing Chu Feiyang's reply, Yun Qianmeng frowned slightly and then asked, "What about the remaining one-tenth or two-tenths?"

Since there is no complete certainty that Nanxun can obey the will of Western Chu, perhaps Nan Yijun, Feng Jingdi and others will mobilize the entire country of Nanxun to fight against Western Chu!

Chu Feiyang smiled faintly and shook his head. He pulled Yun Qianmeng to sit down and placed the tea he had already poured into her palm to ward off the cold. After finishing all this, he continued, "Emperor Feng Jing has fainted! All major matters in Nanxun are naturally decided by Nan Yijun! Now he can't find a breakthrough with Prime Minister Wan, and Lu Xin is already at the gate of the palace, forcing him to compromise! Even if he wants to call for reinforcements immediately, it depends on whether they have the life to wait for the reinforcements to arrive! Of course, this does not rule out the possibility that they are loyal and patriotic, and would rather die in battle than submit an imperial edict! However, whether they fight or make peace! It can't change the final result! It's just that the process makes Lu Xin spend some effort!"

Seeing Chu Feiyang so confident, Yun Qianmeng naturally stopped worrying about the matter. She turned the teacup slightly with both hands, looking at the steam rising from the cup, her thoughts had already turned to another issue. After Nanxun's matter was over, the next thing to worry about was the Xie family's matter!

It was pouring rain and South City was in panic. The city was as quiet as a deserted city. All that could be seen on the streets were the guards of Xichu and the soldiers of Nanxun. However, no news had come from the palace yet. Even though both sides were filled with anger, no one dared to stir up trouble at this sensitive time. Therefore, even if they were facing each other, both sides turned a blind eye. Apart from the murderous aura left behind, the situation was relatively calm!

However, beneath the seemingly calm surface lies a surging wave!

At this time, the palace hall was already filled with the sounds of disputes, with the pro-war and pro-peace factions arguing fiercely. The palace servants, seeing this tense scene, were frightened and hid outside the hall to serve. While they were worried that these ministers would take their anger out on them, they were also terrified that the Western Chu army outside would suddenly rush in!

"At this critical moment, the emperor fell ill, and the regent only ordered the guards to seal off the palace, while Prime Minister Wan is still under house arrest in the prime minister's residence!" A general who advocated war spoke resentfully, his eyes already slightly red from the argument with the peace faction just now!

“Now that the King of Chu has ordered his men to surround the imperial palace, the entire Nanxun’s ministers and royal family are in the hands of Chu Feiyang. Even if reinforcements arrive, I’m afraid they won’t dare to act rashly!” A civil official who advocated peace frowned as he analyzed, looking at the increasingly heavy rain outside and the increasingly dark sky. He had a bad premonition in his heart. Could it be that even God wanted to see Nanxun destroyed?

"So I say we should fight to the death with Lu Xin, King of Chu and others! Maybe we can fight our way out! Otherwise, if we just sit and wait to die, our morale will be suppressed by them! Besides, Lu Xin only has 30,000 people under his command, and they are not as familiar with the palace as we are. As long as we make a proper layout, we will be able to capture Lu Xin!" The general was furious when he heard the civil official say such discouraging words, and shouted at the ministers opposite who advocated peace. If it were not for the fact that he was not allowed to wear a long sword in court, he would have drawn his sword long ago!

"Asshole! Don't you think about other issues besides fighting and killing? The reason why the Regent closed the palace gates is to prevent Lu Xin from leading his troops straight in. Although we are trapped in the palace, the palace is impregnable. Even if Lu Xin wants to break in, it will take a lot of effort! If we follow your advice and fight Lu Xin, the defense of the palace will inevitably be weakened. How do you know that Lu Xin has no hidden power besides the 30,000 people we know about? What's more, the King of Chu is a famous general. Do you think he won't deploy his troops and arrange everything before doing this?" The minister headed by the peace faction jumped up and pointed at the general's face and shouted loudly, but he couldn't help feeling disappointed. Why can't Nanxun have more people like Chu Feiyang who are resourceful and good at using troops? These generals have no other strengths except fighting and killing!

The general's face darkened after being rebuked by the weak-mannered civil servant in front of him. However, he still insisted on his opinion. He strode forward, stepped on the large red carpet in the center of the hall, and angrily said, "The situation outside the palace is already like this. If we don't move, will Lu Xin let us go? Rather than being slaughtered in humiliation, it is better to fight to the death and not be in vain for the people of Nanxun! A bunch of cowards! To keep their lives alive, they actually come up with ridiculous excuses! If the people knew, I'm afraid they would be even more heartbroken!"

After he finished speaking, the military general stared at the civil officials in front of him with hatred in his eyes, and a hint of sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth!

Being stared at with such contempt, the civil officials could no longer hold back and started to criticize him one after another. The minister who had just accused him started to speak again, "Just because of your momentary bravery, should the people of Nanxun suffer from war? Can't you see that the King of Chu didn't let Lu Xin attack the palace immediately because he wanted to handle this matter peacefully! Otherwise, with his ability, we would have been defeated by the palace gates! Besides, the emperor has only one prince. If the two sides go to war, I am afraid that the royal bloodline will be cut off! Without the foundation of the country, the country is no longer a country, and the family is no longer a family. Is this what you want to see?"

After hearing these words, the general who was refuting was speechless for a moment, and he could only clench his hands into fists at his sides!

In the hall, another heated debate broke out. The ministers talked and argued a lot, but they seemed at a loss because they had no leader!

At this time, the harem was also anxious and busy...

"Hurry..." Nan Hongye had been guarding the bedside of Emperor Feng Jing, his brows furrowed and his eyes filled with worry. He watched the imperial physician hurried in with his medicine box on his back. Just as he was about to salute Emperor Feng Jing and him, Nan Hongye immediately stood up, dragged the imperial physician to his knees in front of Emperor Feng Jing's bed, and said anxiously, "Hurry, check Father's pulse!"

After he finished speaking, Nan Hongye was seen standing in front of Feng Jingdi's bed again, staring at Feng Jingdi's pale face and watching his weak breathing. Nan Hongye felt as if he had lost his backbone, and his mind was in a mess!

"Your Highness!" The sound of the palace servants' greetings broke Nan Hongye's contemplation for a moment. A murderous look flashed across his face as he turned his back to Nan Yijun, and then he calmed down in an instant. However, he did not turn around, and continued to stare at Emperor Feng Jing's expression as usual!

"How is the emperor?" Nan Yijun came hurriedly, with rain even on his clothes and shoulders!

However, time was pressing and the matter was serious, so he had no time to pay attention to these details. As soon as he stepped into the bedroom, he walked towards the bed of Emperor Feng Jing, and then anxiously asked the imperial physician who was taking his pulse!

The imperial physician carefully took the pulse of Emperor Feng Jing, but as time went by, his expression became uglier. After a while, he withdrew his hand, covered Emperor Feng Jing with a brocade quilt, and then took out a medicine bottle from the medicine box, unplugged it, and put the bottle mouth close to the tip of Emperor Feng Jing's nose. With one hand, he gently fanned the bottle to blow the smell inside into Emperor Feng Jing's nose!

"Imperial Physician, how is my father?" Finally seeing the imperial physician packing up the medicine box, Nan Hongye couldn't wait to ask first!

"Your Highness, the Emperor's emotions are extremely volatile, triggering his old illness. If he doesn't calm down, his life may be in danger!" Upon hearing Nan Hongye's question, the imperial physician immediately knelt in front of him and replied in a low voice!

Hearing this, Nan Hongye's face turned pale, and the strong presence of Nan Yijun behind him made him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy. He grabbed the imperial physician's collar and growled, "Then use the medicine! Hurry up and write a prescription. If anything happens to our father, I will only hold you responsible!"

The imperial physician was momentarily frightened by Nan Hongye's sinister look and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, I will go down and prescribe medicine immediately!"

After saying that, the imperial physician immediately carried the medicine box on his back and hurried out of the bedroom!

"Ye'er!" A weak voice came from the bed. Nan Hongye turned his head and saw that Emperor Feng Jing had woken up and was waving for him to come forward!

"Father!" A mist appeared in his eyes. Nan Hongye quickly walked forward and sat beside the bed. He held Feng Jingdi's hand tightly with both hands and said with a choked voice, "Father, you finally woke up!"

Emperor Feng Jing looked at his son with mixed feelings, and patted his shoulder with his other hand. He then looked at Nan Yijun who was standing behind him and said to Nan Hongye, "You lead the palace servants and leave! Your Majesty needs to discuss something with your uncle!"

"No!" But Nan Hongye refused without hesitation. His father was seriously ill now. If Nan Yijun took action at this time, Emperor Feng Jing would be in danger!

Nan Hongye stubbornly held Emperor Feng Jing's hand tightly, with a look of resistance on his face and in his eyes!

"Go! Father will be fine!" But Emperor Feng Jing insisted on pushing Nan Yijun away. His originally gentle eyes suddenly turned into a sharp look, and his aura of majesty without anger was revealed in an instant!

Nan Hongye's heart trembled. Seeing Emperor Feng Jing's determined expression, he had to stand up and waved his hand to let all the palace servants leave. However, when he passed by Nan Yijun, he glared at him fiercely before leaving the bedroom!

Nan Yijun walked forward gracefully, looking calmly at Emperor Feng Jing, who was now lying on the bed with a pale face, waiting for him to speak!

"Take a look at this!" Emperor Feng Jing handed the imperial edict that he had been holding in his hand to Nan Yijun!

Nan Yijun took it, opened the bright yellow palace satin, and quickly read the contents silently. However, his brows wrinkled slightly when he saw the last three words. Then he closed the edict again and asked softly, "What does my royal brother want to do?"

Emperor Feng Jing sat up while he was reading the imperial edict, lying diagonally on the dragon bed, his eyes shooting sharp glances at Nan Yijun. He then spoke, "If you weren't so overbearing, why would Lan'er and Ye'er do that? Now, for the sake of his family, the King of Chu naturally has no choice but to take action against us!"

These two sentences were an implicit acknowledgement of the relationship between Nan Lan and Nan Hongye, siblings, and the Chu family!

Nan Yijun sneered, not softening his heart because of Emperor Feng Jing's sickly appearance. Instead, he became even more unyielding. "It's because they lack confidence in themselves! It's also because they are too suspicious! I have no intention of seizing the throne, but they are judging me by their own standards and pressing me step by step. Don't you think I'm the kind of person who won't fight back even if I get beaten?"

However, Nan Yijun's words did not make Emperor Feng Jing angry. He was very aware of his own body at this time and naturally would not get angry easily. Otherwise, if he passed away, Nan Hongye would definitely not be Nan Yijun's opponent!

With a slight sigh, Emperor Feng Jing said softly, "But you can't deny that all of this is because of you! Now that the Western Chu army is outside the palace, my Nanxun kingdom is about to be destroyed. Shouldn't you do something for Nanxun?"

"So what my royal brother means is that I should come forward to sign this edict?" Nan Yijun understood Emperor Feng Jing's intention and said it bluntly!

"Under the current situation, do we have any other choice?" Emperor Feng Jing raised his calm eyes and asked calmly!

Who wants to see their kingdom become a vassal state of another? Who wants to be treated as inferior? Who wants to pay tribute to another country every year?

But now Nanxun is facing internal and external troubles, and the people are not of the same mind. The original plan has failed with the King of Chu. All they can do is to save their lives, which is more important than following him until death!

Seeing that Emperor Feng Jing had actually compromised with Chu Feiyang, Nan Yijun's calm expression finally changed. He said excitedly, "Royal brother, perhaps we have a plan! Since this matter is related to the Chu family, he will definitely not ignore it..."

"It's useless! How could Chu Feiyang be led by the nose? I mentioned this matter in the council hall just now, but he didn't care at all! Do you think we still have a chance of winning?" It was because of the conversation with Chu Feiyang that Emperor Feng Jing made such a decision!

Upon hearing this, Nan Yijun was stunned, his expression became extremely ugly, he held the imperial edict tightly, but did not speak again!

"Go! As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Even if it becomes a success, the internal situation of Western Chu is still turbulent and it has no energy to take care of us for the time being! We can only conserve our energy and we will be able to break free from the shackles of Western Chu in the future!" Closing his eyes tiredly, Emperor Feng Jing did not speak again, and refused to confront Nan Yijun again!

However, Nan Yijun glanced at Emperor Feng Jing with sharp eyes. Even in such a situation, his royal brother was still plotting against him. If he signed the edict, he, Nan Yijun, would become the sinner of Nan Xun, and his life would be in the hands of Emperor Feng Jing and the crown prince!

But the current situation forces him to act this way!

That night, Prince Regent Nanxun came to the post station in person and delivered the imperial edict!

In the eighteenth year of Yu Gan's reign in Western Chu, Nanxun was taken as a vassal state!

On the same night, a fire broke out in the residence of Prime Minister Wan of Western Chu. Amidst the heavy rain, the fire illuminated the entire sky, which was terrifying. The next day, the Western Chu army cooperated with the Southern Xun army to clean up the prime minister's residence, and no one survived!