Chapter 96 Nightmare
"Kill him?"
After all, he is the king of a country. Killing him at will may cause unrest.
Unfortunately, Yunqin was not discussing but informing.
"I will help you."
As he spoke, he served Jiang Daiyi food.
Calm and casual, with a relaxed demeanor.
Although the foreign king has already surrendered to Yunqin, could Yunqin simply bypass him and make the decision on such an important matter?
It's not that King Libang can't move, but...
The foreign king looked at Yun Qin.
Quan believed Yunqin, and if he moved against King Libang, he would follow suit.
Yun Qin seemed to have seen through the king's thoughts. He said calmly, "It's not difficult for me to move you."
The implication is that if he really had the intention to kill foreign people, there would have been millions of corpses here long ago.
The foreign king had no other way to retreat, and Yun Qin's army was already stationed outside the city, ready to take action.
The decision-making power lies in Yunqin's hands.
He was kind enough to inform us in advance, which was already a courtesy to me.
The foreign king had no choice but to say, "Okay, it's all up to you, Your Majesty."
Yunqin smiled with satisfaction and fed the last piece of fruit to the person in his arms.
Torrential rain raged, washing away all traces of the war.
With the assistance of Si Wu and the support of Yun Qin's army, it was extremely easy for the foreign king to wipe out other forces.
However, in just over a month, the foreign countries were unified.
But the foreign country is located in the extreme west, very far away from Yanling.
The emperor was far away and Yunqin never trusted the king of Fanbang. He overtly and covertly undermined the king's power and helped Siwu to ascend to the throne.
It’s just that Si Wu’s recent change in attitude made Yun Qinlai feel a little strange.
"You have something to say to me?"
The spring sun is bright. In an inn in Dayan, the morning light shines through the window, casting a golden light on the people standing by the window.
Yun Qin turned his head and glanced at Si Wu, who was supposed to be staying in the foreign country to finish his business.
Mi Wu looked at the man in front of him and opened his mouth. He seemed very conflicted, wanting to say something but having concerns.
Yunqin promised Siwu to help him take the throne of the foreign king. Now he should be hunting down the seventh prince to eliminate future troubles, so why did he catch up with him?
He looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.
I thought he had something urgent to do, but judging from his reaction, it doesn't seem to be the case.
"What's the matter?"
Mi Wu looked at the person in front of him and finally couldn't help but speak.
He took out a small porcelain bottle containing medicine.
Outside the window.
The rain is rustling and the wind is blowing.
The voice of Si Wu was drowned out by it. The person sitting by the window had a peaceful expression at first, but after a while, his jade-like eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gloom.
The rain is getting heavier.
The rustling sound disturbed Jiang Daiyi.
She was in a nightmare, with beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.
He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, realizing that he was in the inn.
Jiang Daiyi's hands were clenched around the quilt, her fingertips turning white.
She recalled the shackled dream she had just had, blinked, and breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just a dream.
"woke up?"
Jun Dan's calm and gentle voice startled Jiang Daiyi. Her heart instantly tightened and she looked towards the source of the voice.
Yun Qin was sitting at the table diagonally opposite. There were no windows in the room and the light was so dim that Jiang Daiyi couldn't see the man's expression.
He sat there quietly, not knowing what was going on.
She looked at him, feeling inexplicably oppressed and uncomfortable.
"What are you doing here?"
I just finished dealing with some matters in the foreign country and haven't had a good rest for more than a month. I agreed to rest in this small border town for a few days before leaving.
Are we setting off today?
The dim room was so quiet that it was frightening.
Jiang Daiyi lifted the quilt, and the hem of her skirt, which had been pressed on the couch, fell to the ground as she stood up.
She put on her moon-white embroidered shoes and took a few steps towards the man.
"Why don't you speak?"
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