91. Siege
As expected, within a few days, many soldiers gathered outside Beidi City.
They wanted to attack the city, but the number of people was unknown and the intelligence was unclear, so they could only hold on here.
Yun Zhihe stood on the city wall and looked down, squinting his eyes.
...The leader was Mo Beise.
He was sitting on a horse, wearing soft armor instead of gauze, with a knife at his waist, looking fierce. The two of them only looked at each other from a distance.
Yun Zhihe's fingertips trembled slightly and he let out a light breath.
At this time Mo Bei said.
"It seems you are an old friend here, Madam Yun, but it has been a long time since we last met."
He smiled, his hair fluttering in the wind, looking particularly beautiful. His face no longer had that alluring charm, but instead had a fierce wildness.
Yun Zhihe spoke with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed.
"Your Highness came to Daling just to get the border city garrisons to go to Beidi so he could attack the border city. But people are greedy. The barbarians have just experienced civil unrest. How can they attack Ling Kingdom again? Your Highness should put an end to the civil unrest."
“…Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.”
Mo Beise laughed after hearing her words, and his laughter was particularly hearty.
"Yun Zhihe, you've always been smart, why can't you think straight right now?"
Yun Zhihe paused, his expression solemn.
Whether it was the court's informants or the envoys, they all said that the barbarians were in civil strife. How...
Could it be that the barbarians have extended their hands to the imperial court?
Mo Beise smiled so happily that his fangs were exposed, and he spoke again.
"The Barbarians' civil strife has long since ended. My sister and I have long since eliminated the Barbarians' internal forces. They have been claiming to be severely damaged for years, but in reality they have been recuperating and waiting to conquer Ling Kingdom today."
"Madam Yun, why don't you go and see if there's a traitor in your own court?"
"you--"
Ah Zhi clenched her fists in anger and cursed, "You are such a shameless man! It was you who showed weakness in the capital and asked His Majesty to send troops, and now you are the one who is biting back!"
Mo Beise paused and raised his hand to stop the soldier next to him who wanted to shoot Azhi with a bow and arrow.
"Madam Yun, I won't tell you anything empty. Beidi is easy to defend, but it's short on supplies. The imperial court also has little surplus food due to the epidemic in Longcheng. If you try to defend it, it will only be a waste of lives. Madam Yun... we have such a close relationship. If you surrender, I won't touch a hair on the head of the people."
He spoke seriously, looking up at Yun Zhihe's deep expression.
Mo Beise sneered, and seeing that she seemed to be refusing, he turned around and said to the people behind him.
"Stay where you are, and see how long Beidi City can hold out!"
Fortunately, people from the villages and towns around the city have been gathered into the city in the past few days, and all usable items have been moved in. Mo Beise has no plans to attack the city, so it will be fine to hold out for a few days.
There were always people guarding the city, but even so, her nerves were tense.
She was well-versed in the books of sages but knew that talking about war on paper was just empty talk. She had never experienced a war, and Lou Zhi was in charge before. Now that he was gone, the burden fell on her.
Yun Zhihe exhaled lightly, looking tired. Azhi advised her to rest for a while. She had been nervous and busy these days, and the dark circles under her eyes were really distressing.
It was rare for Qin Zhi to be so well-behaved. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yun Zhihe. Yun Zhihe took it and looked up at him.
"Your Highness, the current situation is tense. You are a member of the royal family, so please cherish your life... I will have someone secretly bring you back to the capital tonight."
Qin Zhi paused, his eyes reddened, "I won't leave!"
"Yun Zhihe! Don't pressure me with your moral principles! The lives of the royal family are lives, but yours and the people in the city are not lives?! I benefit from the taxes of the people, it must be... it must be these times, wuu ...
There was a slight lump in his throat, probably because the unrest these days had made him nervous. He paused, wiped his eyes, and his face was cold.
"Anyway, this prince won't leave. This prince has practiced martial arts for so many years, how could he abandon his weapons and be forced to flee by that shameless bitch Mo Beise?"
Qin Zhi reached out and grabbed Yun Zhihe's wrist, his voice hoarse.
"Look, even though this prince has been pampered, the calluses on his hands are real. After all... he's still capable of fighting."
Yun Zhihe paused, feeling the uneasiness in Qin Zhi's heart.
"You are the king, and I am the minister... I must protect you. I know your nature, but now is not the time to be stubborn. There is no need to discuss it with me. As long as the rear city is not sealed, I will send someone to escort you back as soon as possible."
"You—Yun Zhihe!"
Just as he was about to speak, he was suddenly taken away by the servants signaled by Yun Zhihe, and he could only struggle with a hoarse voice.
"Let me go! You little slave! Let this prince go!"
Yun Zhihe closed her eyes and lowered her head to study the defense map. She studied it seriously. Mo Beise did not take the initiative to attack but chose to consume each other gently, which was because he was sure that there was a shortage of supplies.
But even though he said so, how could they relax and not be afraid of him attacking and breaking through at night? They could only study the terrain and defense map to be prepared.
…
And the court
With the news of the border town being attacked at full speed, the court officials were all shocked. They did not expect that the barbarians who had shown goodwill a few days ago would suddenly start attacking Daling.
Xuanyuan Ying was tired and nervous, but he still forced himself to talk with everyone.
There was a great epidemic in Longcheng, and there was a shortage of food and grass. The Xuanyuan Army, which was the most powerful force in Daling, was also dispersed.
Xuanyuan Ying paused and said, "Call the Xuanyuan Army to reinforce the war."
As soon as he opened his mouth, someone stepped forward and sighed, "Your Majesty! Queen Mother Cheng's power has just been eliminated. Although the Xuanyuan Army shares your Majesty's surname, they only obey Queen Mother Cheng's orders and are unruly. Doing this is tantamount to letting a tiger return to the mountains!"
It's ridiculous.
His surname was Xuanyuan, but he had to guard against the army of his own surname.
At this time, Xuanyuan He spoke up, "Your Majesty, the local troops are not well-organized, and it will take time to mobilize them. The army that once intimidated the Queen Mother is stationed in the capital, and they are strong. We can send them to reinforce them."
Xuanyuan Ying pursed his lips, rubbed his aching solar plexus with his fingertips, and felt the pain in his abdomen. He thought for a long time before nodding.
The personnel, food, and army were all arranged. The sky was getting dark, and the carriages and horses carrying food began to move out quickly.
Xuanyuan Ying looked at the situation reported in the memorial, his fingertips trembling slightly, and then he pinched the memorial so tightly that his fingertips turned white. He looked out the window with a sad face. The sky was gloomy, just like what he felt in his heart.
...If he hadn't quarreled with her, if he hadn't let her go, would she not be in such a dangerous situation now?
Defending the city would exhaust the defenders, and the city would have insufficient manpower. How could she...break out of danger?
Xuanyuan Ying groaned and touched his lower abdomen. His abdomen was already slightly bulging, which was not noticeable unless you looked closely. The pain inside made him gasp for breath, and sweat soaked his hair.
He had a difficult pregnancy. He had a cold uterus and was worried. On top of that, the sudden outbreak of war meant he had to work hard every day until night.
Seeing that he had unbearable abdominal pain, Eunuch Li brought him some pregnancy-maintaining medicine. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xuanyuan Ying drink it sip by sip and his expression eased.
He gently stroked Xuanyuan Ying's lower abdomen, muttering to himself.
"Oh, little princess, please stop making such a fuss. His Majesty has been suffering so much these days. If you make a fuss again, won't that just torment His Majesty?"
Xuanyuan Ying breathed softly, chuckled at his words, and gently stroked her belly.
"How did you... tell that this was a little princess?"
When Eunuch Li saw His Majesty, who had been very serious recently, smile, he was afraid that His Majesty would be worried and hurt his body, so he had to make him smile.
"Look at how much she's making noise in your belly. Isn't she a little princess? She's so powerful! Your Majesty and Madam Yun are both beautiful. The little princess will be both talented in literature and martial arts, and her appearance will be unparalleled. She will surely make countless young men happy."
"You can say..."
Xuanyuan Ying raised the corners of his lips slightly, and covered his slightly protruding belly with his palm.
He knew that the child was not yet formed and it was uncertain whether it was a boy or a girl, but the mere thought that this was Yun Zhihe's child made his heart beat fast and felt especially tender.
He covered the child with his wide robe, and the child's mother...didn't know whether to hide it or let the news out.
If he were to be honest, given the huge difference in status between him and Yun Zhihe, he would be subject to criticism and insults from others. Yun Zhihe was a man of great pride...how could he bear the punishment of such words?
But if he doesn't confess and just takes the child out after giving birth, then he and Yun Zhihe will not be in a legitimate relationship. How...how can he have her all to himself?
Would she take a husband? Would she take a maid? Would she... not have him?
Just thinking about this, Xuanyuan Ying's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
He was crazy about wanting to be her legitimate husband.
He was madly wanting to have her all to himself.
There was even an absurd idea:
Even if... I don't become the emperor.
Xuanyuan Ying paused, he suppressed his emotions, raised his hand to let Eunuch Li leave, and then he flipped through the memorials again to review them.
But after taking the pregnancy-stabilizing medicine, his stomach was still restless. He pursed his lips, groaned, curled up on the desk, and covered his lower abdomen with his hands.
Mo Fa was scattered on the desk. He frowned tightly, gasped, and sweat soaked his inner clothes.
“Hmm—”
Even if this pregnancy was difficult, he would give birth to the baby for her...
Xuanyuan Ying clutched his clothes tightly, but still couldn't help making a sound.
“Ugh—Jinniang…it hurts…ugh…”
Then he gasped, his chest filled with an involuntary sweet and sour love, and he murmured over and over again the thoughts of his lover.
Then he fell into a drowsy sleep. Even when he was asleep, his brows were still furrowed, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless.
Very haggard.
Mo Beise was leaning on the couch in the tent, and at this moment a woman with a barbarian face came in. She had blonde hair and blue eyes, and was particularly beautiful and wild. She frowned tightly.
Sol spoke in a rough voice.
"Your Highness, the eldest princess ordered you to attack the city by any means necessary. Why are you stationed here? Your Highness, please give the order to attack the city. We have sufficient troops and food. We have been preparing for this attack for so long. Why don't you give the order?"
Mo Beise paused, then stretched out his hand and fiddled with his fingers.
"Don't act on your own. I know what you are thinking, but the fact that my sister has given me the military power shows her trust in me." He narrowed his eyes and looked at Thor.
"Whatever this prince says is what it is."
"you--"
Sol's voice hardened, he paused, took a deep breath, lowered his head, and almost gritted his teeth.
"……yes."
She walked out of the tent with a cold expression and glanced at the tent fiercely.
"He's just a man. If the eldest princess didn't need him, why would she let him..."
He paused and said no more.
The author has something to say:
The part about His Majesty saying "I will give Yun Zhihe a daughter even if it means risking my life" and the gender reversal of "Mother's Way" hahahahahahaha
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