Qin Ye rushed into the house and asked Ai Ai to bring a brazier and candles to burn the two pieces of evidence, the letter he had written to King Chen, and all related things.
"Ai Ai, burn all the letters on the table. Burn anything with my handwriting, even books!"
His Highness has already traced the matter to her.
Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, she had to do her job well.
As long as she destroys the body and covers up all traces, even if someone finds out, there will be no evidence. Who can do anything to her?
"From now on, you are not allowed to accept any more letters from King Chen of Dongling."
"By the way, I will give the secret guard who delivers letters a holiday in advance. Let him go home and reunite with his family. From now on, he should never interfere in the affairs of the imperial capital again."
"Temporarily cut off all contact with King Chen of Dongling."
She gave orders calmly while burning the evidence.
Ai Ai wrote down all of them.
"Princess, if King Dong Lingchen sends a letter, should we accept it?"
"No."
Qin Ye’s current situation is a bit dangerous.
One wrong step, all wrong.
She couldn't expose herself because of these things. If Ling Yixing was implicated, it would cause a lot of trouble. She should keep quiet for the next period of time.
Ai Ai is efficient and quickly gave the order.
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Three months later, the reorganized Chen Wang's army marched south again and captured two cities.
Five months later, two more cities were captured.
Eight months later…
Three years later.
The war lasted about four years. King Dongling Chen's army had advanced into the heart of Nanyuan Kingdom and captured half of it.
The people of Nanyuan were in a panic and were extremely anxious, thinking that their country was going to be destroyed.
However, Emperor Nanyuan was not in a hurry at all.
He believed in the divination of the national master. The future of Nanyuan Kingdom was like a flower blooming in a desperate situation, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes. No matter how much it was suppressed, in the end, it would survive, fight back, and become the ultimate winner.
Campsite.
"Report! Your Majesty, the troops on the left and right wings have been reorganized. Military supplies will arrive the day after tomorrow. Everything is on schedule. Please give your instructions!"
The highest seat.
For three years, Zong Zhengchen had been fighting on the battlefield. His skin had turned into a healthy wheat color, and a dark scar on his cheek made him look particularly murderous and bloodthirsty. He looked worldly, calm, and flamboyant.
He folded the folded paper and threw it on the table:
"Three days later, we will capture Shanhaiguan."
"yes!"
The soldier shouted his orders, strode out, and gave them.
From time to time, the heavy door curtain was lifted again, and a childish yet cold voice sounded:
"We're going too."
The two children have exactly the same face, eyebrows, features, and mouth, as if they were carved from the same mold.
Qin Ye has been away for four years, and the two children are already five years old.
For four years, he followed his father to fight on the battlefield. He did not cry or act like other children, but was as calm as an adult.
Zong Zhengchen has always been indulgent, "Follow Han Feng and Han Ying closely."
Men never spoil their children when they raise them.
"Got it." Zong Zheng Weixi responded coldly and took Zong Zheng Ziye's hand, "Brother, let's go."
"Sister, when can we enter the Nanyuan Imperial Capital? I want that old woman's life!"
Zong Zheng Ziye's voice was cold and harsh, and there was a murderous aura flashing between his childish brows.
And this old woman naturally refers to Jun Luoyuan.
Zong Zheng Weixi said coldly: "I can't wait any longer."
Ever since they were old enough to understand, they have been studying very hard, never crying or making a fuss. Like their father, they have only one belief in their hearts: to avenge their mother.
"Brother, I heard that the old woman has been bedridden for these years and can't take care of herself. Otherwise..."