Su Muyao kept having a strange dream where she died in modern times and then, with her memories intact, was reborn in ancient times. After a smooth birth, she was abandoned by her parents who favor...
This worried Old Man Su and Old Woman Su terribly.
He rushed to Su Muyao's yard and saw the little girl lying on a rocking chair with an ice cream in her hand. His heart, which had been in his throat, instantly calmed down.
Grandma Su came up to Su Muyao, took the little dumpling's ice cream, and handed it to Grandpa Su.
"Eat less cold food. Be careful not to get a stomachache if you eat such cold food in this weather."
Su Muyao looked up and saw that her ice cream had been handed to her grandfather, who was slurping it up.
I wanted to argue, but then I thought I should wait until Grandma left before I ate.
"I understand, Grandma."
"Grandma is asking you, did you encounter anything when you went out just now?"
I heard from people outside that someone attempted to assassinate the young princess and the emperor and empress today. Did you encounter anything when you went out just now?
Su Muyao hugged her grandmother's arm and said coquettishly, "Grandma, what are you thinking? What does assassinating the emperor and empress have to do with me, a little princess? No matter who becomes emperor, it's not something I, a little princess, can decide."
Old Su nodded in agreement: "That's right, in my opinion you're overthinking it. You believe everything people say outside?"
Grandma Su breathed a sigh of relief: "Anyway, things have been quite chaotic outside lately. You should stay in the mansion as much as possible and avoid going out."
The little dumpling nodded obediently: "Okay, okay, I'll stay in the manor these few days and won't go anywhere, so don't worry."
After Grandma Su and Grandpa Su left, Su Muyao wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"If my grandparents find out, I won't be able to leave the house anymore."
Xia Xia placed a plate of cut fruit in front of Su Muyao and said, "Little Princess, you're so good at deceiving the old lady. What if you get caught one day? Watch out for your bottom."
"How could she possibly find out? As long as you don't tell, how would she know? If you dare to secretly complain about your little princess, I won't take you out next time."
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Longyuan had basically intimidated the neighboring small country. Just as they were about to have dinner, they encountered a large group of people coming this way.
Long Yuan was quite surprised when the deputy general came to report!
I didn’t expect them to be so stubborn. After all, the Emperor had sent a bomb by express courier, but he only used one of them, thinking that it had intimidated those people, so he didn’t use any more.
Could it be that these people think they only have that one tree?
When Longyuan donned his armor and went into battle, he discovered that the enemy country's little princess had also come.
"Longyuan, it's been a long time."
Looking at the smiling princess of the enemy country, Long Yuan felt a chill.
I remember when I first arrived, I kindly saved a girl in a border village. Later, the girl wanted to marry me to express her gratitude.
At the time, the soldiers in the army even egged each other on, saying that the girl was helpless and pitiful.
In addition, the young lady is so beautiful that His Highness wants her to take her in directly.
Some people say that a country girl is not good enough for His Highness the Crown Prince, and that even if she is given the status of a concubine, it would be a blessing for her.
Putting aside the fact that Long Yuan is only 13 years old, the girl looks suspicious. In a village where two countries are at war, outsiders would never settle here.
Moreover, this person claims to have come all the way from fleeing famine; even a fool would know there's something fishy about that.
It's you.
Then the princess from the enemy country took off her cloak and hood. "So you still remember me! Why don't you come back with me and be my prince consort? Then our two countries can be on good terms for generations to come. What do you think?"
Before Long Yuan could even speak, the general beside him cursed, "How dare a small country like yours make our Crown Prince your son-in-law? We'll raze your little Yannan country to the ground sooner or later."
Another deputy general standing nearby added, "Even if you were to become a concubine for our Crown Prince, we'd still have to see if he would agree."
Long Yuan retorted angrily, "You think you're worthy?"
The little princess pulled on the reins, turned the horse around, and rode away.
Everyone thought it was over, but then the little princess returned to the group and made a gesture. Soon, the main force rushed over.
Long Yuan gave the general a look, and the general threw two grenades, which landed in the front of the charging troops.
"Boom boom..."
Two violent explosions rang out, and the charging men were instantly thrown to the ground, leaving two deep craters.
The enemy soldiers who were charging forward had never imagined that such a powerful weapon existed, and when they saw that their commander had been killed, they immediately fell into panic.
Many people want to step back.
"Anyone who dares to run will be killed on the spot without exception."
Among those charging forward was Vice General Fan Cheng, the son of the Grand General. His main reason for participating in the charge was to bring glory to his family.
As if they had a strategy, they immediately spread out and surrounded the tens of thousands of people from Longyuan in front of them.
Fan Cheng never expected that the arrival would be so easy. He thought that even the Crown Prince, who was said to be invincible in every battle, was nothing special!
What prodigy, what young warrior—they're all utterly no match for him!
Long Yuan quickly gave the order: "Make your move."
Then, the people who were originally surrounded started throwing black eggs at the group surrounding them.
Soon, the sound of bombs exploded one after another until the enemy had suffered heavy losses, and then Longyuan ordered his men to press their advantage.
Meanwhile, the enemy forces were in disarray and desperately tried to return to their encampment.
Long Yuan shouted loudly, "Disarm and you will not be killed!" His voice was infused with internal energy and carried far.
Some of the slower soldiers, seeing that they were about to be killed, dropped their weapons and knelt down to surrender.
However, some soldiers were already terrified and refused to listen to the enemy general's offer to surrender and not be killed.
Of course, they'd run if they could; who wants to be a prisoner?
The enemy princess, sensing something was wrong, had already left.
These scattered soldiers hadn't gone far when, unexpectedly, a large number of ambushes appeared halfway through their journey.
Arrows rained down like a storm.
All that could be heard was a whooshing sound in mid-air: "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The people running at the front were shot down in an instant.
Those behind them were so frightened by this that they retreated again, but they were soon trapped like turtles in a jar.
Long Yuan was holding the latest type of crossbow, which was made by the little person he had been longing for!
I tried my hand on these people today, and they did quite well (′?`*)
The battle ended quickly in a little over two quarters of an hour, leaving behind only a pile of corpses.
The captured soldiers all stood together, and the lieutenant general led the soldiers to clean up the battlefield.
Long Yuan went back to find Fan Cheng's body. "Look carefully. I saw a guard rush over him when the grenade exploded. He probably wasn't completely dead. Take some people to check on him."
The general received the order and quickly searched through the corpses to find it.
The general pulled out a mangled corpse: "Your Highness, we've found it, take a look."
Long Yuan looked at the blood-stained face, but his eyes turned cold.
“This is not him,” the general stepped forward to examine the man and found that he was indeed a fake. He had torn off a small layer of human skin from his face, revealing only a face that looked seven or eight parts like Fan Cheng’s.
"Damn it, all that talk about making sure your son gets the credit, turns out it's just about getting someone else to do it!"
The deputy general next to him kicked the man's corpse hard. "This general's family is really cunning and treacherous! If they make a contribution, it's his son's; if they die, it's someone else who dies."