Chapter 373 Bait

Ling Fengxun was not in a hurry. Seeing that An Yunxi had something to say to him, there was no reason for him not to listen.

"Well, Xier, take your time."

He asked the messenger to leave, and closed the door with his backhand. Only he and An Yunxi were left in the room.

An Yunxi bit the corner of her lips, then tiptoed gently and whispered in his ear: "Play a show."

Ling Fengxun narrowed his eyes, and his phoenix eyes flashed slightly for a moment.

"Play?"

An Yunxi's eyes flashed with cunning, and a little fierce.

In her mind, she kept replaying the scenes she saw before her death in her last life. She would never forget those scenes, as if they were deeply engraved in her mind.

An Yunxi lowered her head slightly: "My idea may be a little bit bad, but the chances of winning should be very high."

She wanted to say that this idea was a bit despicable.

But thinking of how she was used as bait by Ling Changyue in her last life to lure Ling Fengxun into a trap, she became firm again.

"Send someone to pretend to be an assassin, capture Ling Changyue, and use it as bait to lure those private soldiers out to rescue their master. The prince only needs to arrange the trap in advance to catch all those people in one fell swoop!"

In this way, the location of the battle does not need to be set in Changlu Mountain.

It can be anywhere they arrange. After the home field is changed, they will be the side that is prepared for this battle.

When Ling Fengxun heard this, a light flashed in his phoenix eyes, and then he raised the corners of his lips and nodded.

"It's a good idea."

Seeing that Ling Fengxun agreed to her idea without any objection, An Yunxi's eyes became brighter.

He touched An Yunxi's head, his eyes full of pride as if he had found a treasure.

"I didn't expect my Xier to be so smart."

An Yunxi's idea was on point.

Even if Ling Fengxun was 100% sure to take down those 50,000 people, in terms of overall losses, An Yunxi's idea was more thoughtful.

However, how to play this scene needs to be carefully considered. If he directly takes the little emperor as a hostage, those private soldiers are not stupid. They know that he can't kill the little emperor in front of so many people in Beiling Kingdom, and they will definitely not come out easily.

An Yunxi blinked, and her expression relaxed a little.

Then, she smiled like a little fox.

"Since I came up with the idea, how should this play be performed? Can the prince also listen to me?"

Ling Fengxun's eyes softened, and he said dotingly, "Okay."

He knew that his princess was not a vase.

She was someone who could fight alongside him. It's

just that he has always been too concerned, so he always wanted to protect An Yunxi in the area where he felt the safest.

But is that really good for her?

She is not a dodder that needs to cling to a man to survive, but a woman who can grow into a towering tree on her own. An Yunxi is not weak. On the contrary, many men cannot beat her in terms of martial arts. It's

just that at home, in front of him, An Yunxi is willing to stay in the palace to take care of her husband and children because she loves him, but this does not mean that she can't make a career on her own.

Ling Fengxun pursed his lips, a trace of guilt flashed across his eyes, and then he listened very seriously to An Yunxi's description of the next plan.

In order to prevent any unexpected situations, the two of them discussed three versions of the plan together.

That night, the little emperor Ling Changyue, who was still imprisoned in the Yangxin Palace, suddenly heard a little sound in the room. He subconsciously opened his eyes, but everything in front of him was dark, and a black cloth bag was put on his head.

Before he could shout, he felt a pain in the back of his head and fell into a coma.

The man's movements were clean and neat, his techniques were skillful, and he carried the man up effortlessly.

The moonlight fell on the face of the newcomer. The man was wearing a black suit, revealing only a pair of eyes. If you are familiar with this man, you will definitely be able to recognize his identity.

It was Ling Fengxun's shadow guard, Yingfeng.

As Ling Fengxun's right-hand man, Yingfeng had done all kinds of dirty and tiring work, but kidnapping the emperor was his first time.

As Yingfeng left the Yangxin Palace, he flew to another rooftop and then made a gesture to his accomplice who was guarding not far from the Yangxin Palace.

After receiving the order, the man directly lit the torch in his hand and then threw it on the ground that had been covered with oil. The fire burned instantly. The air after autumn was dry, and the fire suddenly became bigger and bigger.

After the fire spread, the whole palace soon became chaotic, and many palace servants who ran out of their rooms in panic heard shouts from far away.

"Catch the assassin!"

"Guard!"

Countless noisy footsteps came from various palaces. Many people looked up and saw that the Yangxin Palace was already ablaze.

The guards who reacted began to put out the fire in an orderly manner. Occasionally, some fighting sounds could be heard, and there were dark shadows scurrying around on the roof in the dark night, which attracted many guards with knives to chase them

. A big drama was staged.

When the Queen Dowager received the news, she was still a little confused. She immediately got up from the bed and changed her clothes. She didn't even comb her hair and walked out of the palace.

Several maids and nannies gathered around her, and some eunuchs also carefully protected her.

Chu Jingshu's face was pale and she asked, "How is the emperor now? Has the regent been informed of what happened in the palace?"

A maid who had inquired about the news replied, "Your Majesty, the guards in the palace are already chasing the assassins, but after the fire in the Yangxin Palace was put out, the emperor disappeared!"

"What?"

The face of the Queen Mother Chu Jingshu became even uglier.

She grasped her handkerchief anxiously and said, "Ask the guards in the palace to protect the ladies and tell them not to come out to watch the excitement. I will go and take a look at the situation." She was

also a little scared, but now she was in charge of the six palaces. In times of crisis like this, she must step forward to take charge of the situation. Otherwise, she would not be able to bear the blame from the Regent.

The Queen Dowager came to the Yangxin Palace in a panic. Fortunately, the fire had been brought under control, but the palace was half burned down.

She raised her head and saw the Regent Prince and the Princess rushing over before her. Both of them looked at the direction of the Yangxin Palace with serious faces.

"Prince, Princess, where is the Emperor?"

Hearing the Queen Dowager's voice, An Yunxi turned her head and looked at her with a very solemn expression: "Queen Dowager, the Emperor was kidnapped." Seeing

that both of them had a serious and cold expression, the Queen Dowager had no doubts in her heart, "Who did it? How dare they come to my Beiling Palace and kidnap the Emperor!"

An Yunxi also had a face full of hatred, as if the little emperor was kidnapped, which made it difficult for her to accept it.

"The group of people who came to the palace to take the emperor away were all top-notch masters. A guard said that the weapons and moves used by those men in black were very similar to those of the people in Mobei!"

While An Yunxi was making up a lie, Sang Luo, who had been under house arrest, sneezed involuntarily in his sleep

. He opened his eyes in a daze and tightened the quilt.

How can this autumn day in Beiling be colder than Mobei?