When he woke up, he had become a prisoner in this sky prison.
He has no regrets.
Everything that should be done has been done.
His life has been fulfilled.
It was nothing more than bad luck that he met the Pharmacist Li who was an expert in military strategy.
suddenly.
With a squeak.
The cell door was opened.
"Is the time of my death approaching?" Yan Cetian said lightly.
"Is it the white silk or the wine?"
A real man is willing to die, so what is there to fear?
Murong Yanran looked at Yan Cetian and said coldly: "Your Majesty will not kill you."
"Oh?" Yan Cetian suddenly became interested and sneered at himself.
"Not killing him? Are you afraid of bearing the infamy and afraid you won't be able to silence the gossips of the world?"
"Is this prince going to die of old age in prison?"
Murong Yanran sneered, "You are wrong again. His Majesty will let you go."
"put?"
"Hahahaha——" Yan Cetian seemed to have heard a huge joke.
He was released one step at a time, and then killed by an assassin.
Or exile him and let him die on the road?
hehe.
She's just a little girl, but she's always cautious when doing things.
Murong Yanran knew what Yan Ce was thinking, so she didn't say much. She just threw the imperial edict on the ground and said coldly, "Your Majesty said that there is a continent to the west of the sea, with abundant resources and a prosperous population."
"She'll give you a few ships. Go across the ocean. If you have the ability, start a new war over there and lead your troops back to the Great Zhou!"
"This is the sea chart drawn by His Majesty. Take a look."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Yan Cetian stood there in a daze. It took him a while to come to his senses and turn around.
Pick up that drawing.
Spread it out.
Look at it for a long time.
Which type of river is this, the Yellow River?
Could this “Z” shape be the Yangtze River?
Then this area is the Great Zhou.
It only takes up a small area on the drawing.
The Great Zhou only has this much?
How is this possible!
Is the Central Plains only this big?
The world outside the Central Plains is so vast?
impossible!
impossible!
impossible!
Yan Cetian didn't believe it at all, so he crumpled the drawing into a ball and threw it aside.
But Murong Yanran's words still kept lingering in his mind.
He muttered to himself:
"Give me a few ships and let me find a place to make a comeback?"
The words fell.
He climbed up using his hands and feet, rushed to the ball of paper, carefully spread out the crumpled paper, flattened it, folded it gently, and put it into his sleeve.
Then he picked up the imperial edict again and looked at it carefully.
"What a girl, what courage!"
"I will never let you look down on me!"
"This place belongs to me!"
"I will establish another Great Zhou here. Just wait and see what happens to my Great Zhou!"
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