"Rong Chen, you are quite interesting. You brought these people here to die. What's the matter? Do you think that the bargaining chips in this prince's hand are not enough? Do you want to add another entry to my merit book?" Di Fengyu, who came after hearing the news, smiled unusually charmingly.
Rong Chen, dressed in black, took off his mask and sheathed his sword the next second. "The Crown Prince of Maple Country is truly intelligent and has everything under control. I admire you. In that case, could you please give me a favor and let General Bai go?"
"Rong Chen, are you confused, or am I? What face do you have? Is it the face of an abandoned child?"
The guards beside Rong Chen stepped forward and said, "Shut up! Don't be rude to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Maple Country is just a tiny country..."
"Feng Er, stop talking." Rong Chen patted the guard standing in front of him and signaled him to step back.
It was just the truth, but it was not pleasant to him. Even if he died here today, he could either be more intentional and add a title of crusade, or just forget about it and spread the news that the prince had died suddenly.
"Haha, do you think I'm a fool? You don't know whether everyone in Dayong regards you as the crown prince. Rongchen, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?" Di Fengyu looked down at the group of people in front of him with a somewhat cold tone.
Rong Chen took a step forward, his expression unchanged, neither humble nor arrogant, "Since that's the case, I won't hide it anymore. Di Fengyu, tell me your conditions. I want to take General Bai away."
"Rong Chen, just because you show up here today, I respect you as a man. Let me put it this way, if you can defeat me, you can take me away." After saying that, Di Fengyu clapped his hands, and the tied Bai Qingwu was brought out with a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth.
When Bai Qingwu saw Rong Chen, he was speechless and could only shake his head desperately. He was extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
"Uncle Bai, I'm here to take you home." Seeing the person he wanted, Rong Chen slowly drew out his sword. Today, he would use the swordsmanship taught by Uncle Bai to bring Bai Qingwu, who had made great military achievements but was framed, home.
Rong Chen held a long sword in his hand, his movements were light and nimble, as if he and the swordsman were one. Every step seemed to have been carefully calculated, and his moves were not fierce, but he also showed no mercy.
Di Fengyu held a long sword, and the fight went from passive defense at the beginning to active attack later, from leaving some strength to going all out. The two fought back and forth, and it was very exciting.
As they fought back and forth, Rong Chen seized the opportunity and kicked forward. Then, Di Fengyu, who was being beaten, showed no mercy and punched Rong Chen in the chest. Both of them flew backwards and took several steps back.
"I hope you can hold on. I only find it interesting because it's you sitting in that position." Di Fengyu lay on the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, but his eyes were full of excitement of meeting a worthy rival.
Compared to Rong Chen, those incompetent princes of Dayong seemed much more boring. Perhaps it was Rong Chen's situation that forced him to be like this. In his life, Di Fengyu only respected capable people.
Rong Chen, who was also in a bad state, stood up with the help of the guards. "Di Fengyu, I also look forward to a fair fight with you."
"Let's talk about it when you can sit in that position. Don't wait until my Fengguo cavalry crushes Dayong while you are still struggling in some corner." Di Fengyu, who was carried on the stretcher, was still laughing. Even though he had to cover his chest, he was still laughing.
Rong Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, and forced himself to remove the cloth from Bai Qingwu's mouth. He then used his sword to cut the rope, "That day will never come. Da Rong will be remembered for eternity, and my name, Rong Chen, will definitely be recorded in history."
"Your Highness the Crown Prince." The guards were all nervous, and Rong Chen, who seemed to be at the end of his strength, fell down.
"Chen'er..." Bai Qingwu caught the fallen Rong Chen and took his pulse. A weak pulse, a deficiency of Qi and blood, and several injuries? How could this be?
Feng Er looked at the Prince of Feng Kingdom and his entourage who were leaving, and explored around for a while before ordering his men to start retreating. He then walked to Rong Chen's side, waiting to retreat together.
Bai Qingwu was a little startled. In terms of medical skills, he was only half-baked, but from what he saw, it was a far cry from the last time he saw Rong Chen. "Feng Er, what's going on with the Crown Prince?"
"General Bai, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been traveling a lot for the past two years, and his body has been severely strained. This time, he came here through wind and rain, with almost no rest. Two horses were exhausted to death." Feng Er skillfully took out the pill from his arms and fed it to the unconscious Rong Chen.
Like the prince, they were brought up by Bai Qingwu and have followed the prince for all these years. They have witnessed with their own eyes how difficult every step the prince has taken has been. It is no exaggeration to say that they have been walking on thin ice.
"Let's go first. Where have you been recently?" Bai Qingwu nodded and held Rong Chen's hand tighter. He never married in his life and raised Rong Chen by himself, so naturally he had feelings for her.
In the tent of the Feng Kingdom commander, the military doctor examining Di Fengyu's body was shaking. "Your Highness, two ribs are broken. Please bear with it."
"It's okay, don't worry and get treatment. It's just a minor injury. Rong Chen is seriously injured anyway. You won't suffer any loss." Di Fengyu hissed, but still didn't care much. It's normal for people who practice martial arts to get injured.
"Let me tell you, Bai Qingwu was unruly and tried to assassinate this prince. Now he has been sentenced to death and buried in the belly of a wolf, with no remains left." Di Fengyu, who was bandaged, lay lazily on the bed and said casually.
The accompanying military advisor looked puzzled. Wouldn't that mean they had missed the opportunity? "Master, shouldn't we say that Crown Prince Darong is colluding with the rebels, causing internal strife within Darong, so we can reap the benefits?"
"You and I both know why Bai Qingwu surrendered to the enemy. He shouldn't die. As for the rest, you might as well think carefully about what you want to get in return for these two cities with Darong." Di Fengyu tucked the quilt in. Oh, it really hurts.
Rong Chen sent someone to slip some money into the escort team, bringing Bai Qingwu, who was unwilling to retire, with him. The group was following the people from the escort agency to Fu Yu City, which was close to Rong Chen's official business location.
The county magistrate of Fu Yu City is one of the few people who can be trusted nowadays. In addition, the emperor is far away, so Bai Qingwu is safer staying near Fu Yu City than in other places.
"Carriage? Wanwan, where did you get the money to buy a carriage?" Ye Bufan sat in the carriage and felt like he was dreaming. It was Ye Wanwan who was driving to take him home, and he felt like he was floating.
Ye Wanwan tugged at the reins unskillfully, urging the lazy horse forward. "How were the cold rabbit and boiled pork slices I made last time? I'll sell you the recipes."
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