"No need to rush." ​​Xuanyuan Mo took Hua Ling's hand and said, "I can't wait for Hua Ling to be my queen."

Hua Ling remained silent, like a soulless rag doll.

The empress dowager sighed, what a sin, such a good girl was hurt like this, the emperor really deserved it.

On the twenty-fifth day of the first lunar month, Hua Ling became Xuanyuan Mo's queen and moved into Wutong Palace.

At the first morning court session after the grand ceremony, all the civil and military officials gathered together to discuss the matter. They only returned to their seats after seeing Xuanyuan Mo.

"Your Majesty, there's a battle report coming from the front. Photograph... Fang Yunheng has captured another city."

Xuanyuan Mo's pupils were as cold as a deep pool, and he said, "Pass on my order. I will lead the army in person."

After the court session, Xuanyuan Mo came to Wutong Palace, where Hua Ling was staring at the window in a daze.

"Hualing, I'm going to lead the army in person. You wait here obediently for me and don't try to escape."

Hua Ling's beautiful eyes wavered, "When will you come back?"

Xuanyuan Mo's heart softened, and a smile appeared on his face: "At least two months, at most half a year, don't worry, I will be fine."

Xuanyuan Mo took his troops away, and Hua Ling disguised herself and sneaked out of the palace, not wanting that everything was under surveillance by others.

"Your Majesty, please come with me."

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The two armies faced each other, the cries of killing were deafening, and the battlefield was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder.

Xuanyuan Mo, wearing heavy armor, stood steadily on the towering city wall. His eyes were as sharp as torches, looking through the thick smoke and dust at Fang Yunheng in the distance.

Fang Yunheng was riding a strong warhorse, his black battle robe fluttering in the wind, rustling.

He had an expressionless face and stared coldly at the soldiers fighting fiercely in front of him, as if this bloody and cruel scene had nothing to do with him.

The appearance of Xuanyuan Mo was like a shot of adrenaline, instantly boosting the originally low morale of the Great Zhou army.

The soldiers on both sides tried their best and fought bloody battles. It was difficult to determine the winner for a while and the battle fell into a stalemate.

At this moment, a figure quietly climbed onto the city wall.

Xuanyuan Mo looked closely and found that the person coming was General Zhan Tingfei of Pingxi. However, what surprised him was that Zhan Tingfei did not come alone. He was holding a strange cloth bag in his hand.

Xuanyuan Mo frowned slightly and shouted, "General Pingxi, this is a critical moment. Why are you climbing the city wall instead of fighting the enemy?"

Zhan Tingfei did not answer, but silently put the cloth bag on the ground and untied the rope.

When the cloth bag was fully opened, a beautiful woman with a pale face and lifeless face was revealed inside.

He lifted her up like a chicken, then turned her around so that her face was facing outside the city wall.

In an instant, her beautiful face appeared clearly before everyone.