After Li Mazi's visit, Wan Zhijing led a group of people back to Hua County, while Wan Jinlan and Anyang returned to Yanyunjing.
In the carriage, Anyang said, "What did that man say just now? Is it related to me? Are the people from Beirong calling?"
Wan Jinlan didn't expect Anyang to be so perceptive.
Anyang glanced at her and said unhappily, "Cousin, do you take me for a fool? I'm a princess of the royal family after all, how could I not have this little sensitivity?"
Wan Jinlan took her arm and said with a smile, "It's nothing serious, don't worry." She deliberately told Anyang in a proud tone that the armory had made a cannon that could blow up half a hill with one shot, so that she didn't have to worry about Beirong.
Anyang frowned, "Really?"
Wan Jinlan patted his chest and asked, "Why would I lie to you?"
The Armory currently only has two cannons. Even if they were used against the enemy, it would only serve to intimidate them. Wang Shu's letter stated that if all materials were available, one could be made in less than half a month. Currently, the cannons are still used to intimidate.
Although Anyang was worried, worried that she would bring trouble to her uncle and cousin, and also worried about her mother, she didn't know what to do now.
Outside the city of Sizhou, Prince Su's 50,000 troops were stationed north of the Jing River.
After more than half a year of confrontation with the imperial court, the imperial court and Prince Su's forces are now in a situation where neither can do anything to the other.
Kyoto is surrounded by eight rivers, and the court's navy is more powerful than cavalry, infantry and other arms.
Prince Su, with white hair on his temples, was sitting in his tent, discussing matters with his subordinates. A soldier entered from outside, knelt on one knee, and said, "Your Highness, there is news about the Crown Prince."
"This is a letter sent by Princess Wan of Qi. The envoy she sent is still waiting outside."
Prince Su has gray hair on his temples, his figure is tall but thin, his demeanor is calm and timeless. Although he is over forty years old, it is not difficult to tell that he was also a handsome man when he was young.
After receiving the letter, Prince Su read it without changing his expression and said, "Everyone, please leave."
Prince Su's confidant asked, "Did the Crown Prince fall into the hands of Prince Qi?"
Prince Su nodded lightly and said nothing more.
Everyone looked at each other, wanting to say something but holding it in. Thinking of the prince's intentions towards that person, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
After everyone had dispersed, Prince Su got up and left the tent. He mounted his horse and rode towards a farm not far from the camp.
Concubine Wan was wearing a green dress and had no hairpins or jewelry on her head. She looked very plain.
There were one hundred elite soldiers guarding outside Zhuangzi, guarding Zhuangzi tightly.
When Prince Su entered the house, he saw Wan Qin'er sitting at a stone table under a tree, doing embroidery in a plain dress.
Wan Qin'er put down the embroidery in her hands and looked at the middle-aged man who was not tall and even looked a little thin. There was white frost on his temples, indicating that the two who had known each other since childhood were no longer young.
"Is there any news from Anyang?" Wan Qin'er frowned, her eyes filled with anticipation.
Prince Su sat opposite her and handed her the letter sent by Wan Jinlan.
"You shouldn't have come to me. If you had waited, you wouldn't be trapped here."
Wan Jinlan said in the letter that if her aunt was with him, she hoped to exchange Xiao Nianshen for Wan Qin'er.
After reading Wan Jinlan's letter, Wan Qin'er heaved a sigh of relief and then said with a firm tone, "You won't."
"What can't you do?" Prince Su stared at her intently.
Wan Qin'er showed a faint smile at the corner of her lips, "Even if Xiao Nian Shen was not captured, you would not use me." She believed in him, believed in him from beginning to end.
"Jiheng, I know exactly what kind of person you are."
Prince Su felt complicated. He stood up, his hands behind his back, his eyes unfocused. "I'll make an appointment with her and then I'll send you off."
Wan Qin'er asked, "Do you really want me to leave? Ji Heng, Concubine Wan is already dead."
Prince Su looked back at her with a complicated expression, "You know me, and I know you too. Why did you come to me? Is it just for Anyang?"
Wan Qin'er's expression changed slightly. He knew everything, but he kept silent.
"Although I regret your brother's death, the fact has already happened. Your niece has avenged your brother. Pei's death ends here."
Nothing can go back to the beginning. He is now responsible for the rise and fall, honor and disgrace, and lives and property of hundreds of thousands of soldiers who follow him. Even if he has regrets in his heart, he can only make a decision with a hard heart.
Prince Su looked at the hibiscus in the courtyard and recalled the first time he met her in the palace when he was young. He looked up at the azure sky, which seemed as clear as it was back then.
Wan Qin'er looked stunned as she watched his thin but not weak back as he was about to step out of the courtyard.
Emotions ran rampant, and she told herself she would only act willfully this once, lifting her skirt and chasing him, like a fledgling swallow flying into the forest. Prince Su heard the movement behind him, and when he turned around, he was caught in her embrace.
Her face was covered with silent tears, which made his heart tremble. Finally, he raised his arms and hugged her, getting tighter and tighter.
She suddenly broke down and burst into tears. She was someone who usually kept her emotions to herself, but it was as if she had just seen the person she was closest to and most trusted. All the unhappiness she had buried deep in her heart for so many years burst forth in an instant.
Hibiscus bloomed quietly in the yard, the sounds of mosquitoes, insects and birds disappeared, and for a moment, the entire space was filled with her crying.
The two hugged each other for a long time until she gradually calmed down. He wiped away the tears from her eyes with his dry and rough fingertips with calluses and sighed, "Don't cry."
She sniffed, smiled, and then started crying again. "No matter what, I hope you live a good life in the future."
She finally let him go, and watched his figure disappear at the gate of the courtyard. She sat back at the stone table in a daze.
When heading north, the secret guards sent by the old Duke informed her that Prince Qi and Jin Lan had already taken over Liangzhou. She also knew that Jin Lan had killed Pei to avenge her brother.
She knew everything, and she was even more aware that her brother had died miserably in the inner house because of her involvement. How could she live with her conscience?
She found Prince Su and sowed discord between him and his two sons, as well as between him and his subjects, just to do something to help Jin Lan.
Jiheng knew everything, but he never said a word.
The day after Wan Jinlan's letter reached Prince Su's hands, Xiao Feng's secret letter sent from Linrong also reached Prince Su's hands.
Xiao Feng invited him to attack the Northern Rong together and formulated a strategy of encircling them from the east and the west.
"Your Highness, we may be able to take advantage of this opportunity to inflict heavy damage on the King of Qi." The counselor knew that his proposal was not at all fair and just, so there was a hint of shortness of breath in his voice.
Prince Su said in a deep voice, "As fellow citizens of the Great Wei, if we can repel the Northern Rong in one fell swoop and severely damage their vitality, it will also be a meritorious deed for the people of the Great Wei."
"As for the rivalry between this king and the King of Qi, it will end with whoever captures Kyoto first."
Prince Su's final decision shocked all the generals and counselors under his command.
"How can the prince be so careless?"
Everyone disagreed.
Prince Su said, "Have you ever seen the life of the people today? The Wei Dynasty cannot afford internal friction."
Prince Su said nothing more, wrote the agreement in a letter, and had it delivered to Linrong.
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