Chapter 152

The Prince of Xinyang was chased and intercepted by Chu Chengmao's troops. He fled in panic and was finally killed on the banks of the Huai River. The capital was settled.

When the victory news from the capital reached Hengzhou, Feng Shuo also defeated the Minghan army and recovered the lost territory of two cities. The morale of the army was greatly boosted, and the people of Hengzhou were excited.

On the day he returned to Hengzhou in triumph, the people of the whole city took to the streets to welcome him, and the cheers shook the sky.

Jiang Yanyi also went to the city gate to welcome Feng Shuo. She was afraid that she would not be able to see Feng Shuo in the crowd, so she asked Yang Xiu to book a private room by the window in a teahouse in advance.

When the army entered the city, they could see the "Feng" flag raised high from a distance, with red characters on a black background, majestic and solemn. It is said that Ming Han State was frightened by Feng Shuo this time, and the soldiers under him would throw away their armor and flee whenever they saw the flag with the word "Feng".

Jiang Yanyi still remembered how uneasy she felt when she first saw the flag with the word "Feng" outside the Xizhou camp. Who would have thought that she would feel uneasy when she saw this flag a year ago, but would feel happy and friendly when she saw it again a year later.

Feng Shuo rode a black cloud horse and walked in the front, followed by Han Tuo and several other generals under his command. He was dressed in military armor and dust, and his handsome face was cold and majestic without anger.

The people on both sides of the street were shouting Feng Shuo's name. Jiang Yanyi watched him approach from the teahouse, and she was happy for him and felt proud of him from the bottom of her heart.

"Boss, you also call me Prince! If you don't call me Prince, I'll be gone soon!" Chenyu was watching the lively scene below and urged Jiang Yanyi.

Jiang Yanyi said, "It's so noisy on the street, he may not hear me if I call him. I came here today just to watch the army enter the city and share in the celebration."

Chenyu and Huo Jianjia had no doubts about this, but Aunt Guo was an experienced person and knew at a glance that Jiang Yanyi was embarrassed to speak in public.

She could see that Jiang Yanyi was also making some changes for Feng Shuo. In the past, Jiang Yanyi had always been a casual person. Although she now treated them the same way in private, she would consciously establish her authority in front of others. In the near future, Jiang Yanyi would be the Princess of Liaoning, and when Feng Shuo ascended the throne, she would also have to hold the Phoenix Seal, and she had to display the bearing and demeanor of a queen.

Aunt Guo said, "The prince sent a letter a few days ago saying that he had sent someone to Xizhou to welcome the Grand Empress Dowager and the Chu family to Hengzhou. I guess the prince has already started to prepare for the marriage with the Dong family."

Jiang Yanyi was surprised and said, "Pick up the Grand Empress Dowager and grandmother? When did it happen? How come I didn't know about it?"

Without waiting for Aunt Guo to answer, Huo Jianjia, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said, "Dong family, the prince seems

to be looking at us!" Chenyu also shouted, "The prince is looking at Dong family!"

Jiang Yanyi was originally calm, but when these two little girls yelled, her heart beat fast.

She cast her eyes on the long street below.

Feng Shuo happened to be not far from the teahouse. Jiang Yanyi lowered her eyes and met his gaze.

It was clearly just an eye contact, but Jiang Yanyi felt her face blush and her heartbeat inexplicably as she was being held in his dark gaze.

She hastily looked away, and Da Jun happened to walk to the bottom of the teahouse. Feng Shuo took in Jiang Yanyi's shy expression and smiled as he looked away.

Xiao Han, who was following behind him, was not so lucky.

Xiao Han originally did not notice that Jiang Yanyi was in the teahouse, but Han Tuo, who was riding side by side with him, winked at him for a long time, pointed at Feng Shuo, and raised his chin to signal him to look at the teahouse. Han Tuo

did not dare to speak out so that Feng Shuo could hear him, otherwise he would be "retaliated against" by their petty-minded prince in some aspects. He meant to let Xiao Han look at Jiang Yanyi in the teahouse.

But when Xiao Han raised his eyes, the first person he saw was not their beautiful future princess, but the little maid standing next to the future princess.

His eyes fell on the big machete on Huo Jianjia's back, and he wondered if she thought it was not heavy.

Unexpectedly, he stared at her for too long, and Huo Jianjia noticed it. She immediately put on an expression that looked like she was ready to fight with him. Xiao Han quickly looked forward and dared not look around.

"She is small but has a big temper." He muttered in a low voice.

Han Tuo immediately pricked up his ears: "What do you mean by small but bad temper?"

Xiao Han had been under Feng Shuo for some time and knew that Han Tuo looked like a decent person, but in fact he was the same as the strategist who was full of bad intentions. He immediately calmed down and said, "Nothing."

Han Tuo was obviously a little disappointed because he didn't ask the reason.

In the teahouse, Jiang Yanyi didn't realize that Huo Jianjia almost rushed out with a big knife to fight with others.

Seeing the army passing by, Aunt Guo answered Jiang Yanyi's previous question: "The prince did not tell the master that he would bring the Chu family to Hengzhou. I guess he wanted to give you a surprise."

It was hard for him to take care of these things in the face of national affairs. Jiang Yanyi felt warm in his heart.

The army returned to the city. Jiang Yanyi estimated that Feng Shuo would be busy with his subordinates and princes until the afternoon, and he would definitely hold a celebration banquet with the soldiers who had made meritorious deeds in the evening.

She knew that he had an extraordinary alcohol tolerance, but she was still afraid that Feng Shuo would drink too much in his excitement. After returning home, she asked the kitchen staff to prepare sobering soup. After Feng

Shiyan's death, no matter whether it was the princes in power or the common people, the most concerned thing in the world was who would own the throne.

Among the vassal kings, Feng Shuo was the most powerful and had the highest popularity among the people. He was a member of the Feng royal family, so the throne was pushed to Feng Shuo without any suspense.

The allied princes had long seen the situation clearly, and knew that competing with Feng Shuo for the throne now would be like a gnat trying to shake a tree. Since they couldn't compete with him, they might as well join the alliance.

There were many people who showed courtesy to Feng Shuo at the celebration banquet.

"Your Highness, this great victory over Minghan Kingdom and the stability of the capital are really double happiness. My daughter has been practicing martial arts since she was young, and she has received sword skills instruction from Master Ge Feng. How about letting my daughter dance with a sword to liven up the atmosphere?" Changning Hou, who had a mustache and a big belly, said with a big smile on his face.

Feng Shuo had just been toasted with a round of wine. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been already drunk, but he looked only a little tipsy. His narrow eyes were half-closed, and his long eyelashes cast a dark shadow under the candlelight, covering up all the expressions in his eyes.

After taking off his armor and changing into a black robe, he looked even more elegant. The coiled dragon embroidered with golden and red double threads on his lapels was gleaming, as if it was coming alive in the candlelight. With

this appearance alone, even if he was not the powerful King of Liaoning, I am afraid that there would be countless girls in the world who would be willing to be with him.

Everyone knows that Feng Shuo is strict in his military management. Even when celebrating a victory, there are no dancers or musicians to entertain. The reason why Marquis Changning made this request at this time is largely because he wants to offer his daughter to Feng Shuo.

The candidate for the principal wife is the daughter of the Chu family, but the concubine has not yet been decided.

Not to mention that when Feng Shuo ascends the throne, there will be three palaces and six courtyards in the palace. Instead of waiting to compete with the concubines later, it is better to occupy a position of concubine now.

Changning Hou was calculating in his mind. He had heard a little about Feng Shuo's attention to the daughter of the Chu family, so he deliberately waited until three rounds of wine to say this.

Chi Qing and Han Tuo, who were sitting to the lower left of Feng Shuo, both looked like they were watching a good show.

Unexpectedly, Feng Shuo looked at Changning Hou for a moment, his expression was indistinguishable, and finally said one word: "Accurate."

Chi Qing, who had just picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth, was frightened and almost choked on the meat. He quickly drank a cup of tea and recovered.

After getting Feng Shuo's permission, Marquis Changning smiled so much that he almost burst into a flower, and immediately called his daughter in to dance with swords.

He was a man with many ideas. Seeing that Jiang Yanyi was respected by the people of Hengzhou, he brought his daughter with him to the war. Although she did not achieve any military merit on the battlefield, she kept bragging about her daughter being a heroine after she came back.

A moment later, the daughter of Marquis Changning came into the tent with two swords in hand.

Chi Qing smiled when he saw her tight long skirt that especially flattered her figure. It was obvious that she came prepared wearing such an outfit.

This was not the first time that Chi Qing saw Feng Shuo being forced to take his daughter by the leader of the allied forces. Wasn't the last time with Marquis Xing'an a painful lesson?

He whispered to Han Tuo: "I think this eldest daughter of Marquis Changning is not as good as the county lord of Marquis Xing'an!"

Most of the people present were military generals. The daughter of Marquis Changning was indeed graceful when she danced with the sword, but her swordsmanship was not good enough. Her arms were soft, as if she was holding a sash instead of a sword.

Others watched for fun, but although Feng Shuo asked someone to dance with the sword in the tent, he never looked at her.

The eldest daughter of Marquis Changning tried to tease Feng Shuo with her eyes several times. Feng Shuo finally raised his eyes, but he just yawned because he was sleepy.

The scene was awkward for a while. The eldest daughter of Marquis Changning probably didn't expect to encounter such a setback. She was very embarrassed and her face was hot. After all, she was a little girl who had not experienced many storms. Her mind was in a mess, and her sword dance was even worse. However,

Chi Qing saw that the excitement was not a big deal. After her dance, she took the lead in applauding and praised loudly. The eldest daughter of Marquis Changning was so embarrassed that she almost cried with her head down.

Feng Shuo glanced at Chi Qing and said slowly: "The military advisor said that this sword dance was good, so it should be rewarded. Come, give me 100 taels of silver."

Soon, a personal soldier brought a tray of silver into the account.

Marquis Changning looked a little embarrassed. This was not the result he expected.

Letting his own daughter dance in public, and then Feng Shuo rewarded her with silver, isn't that comparing his daughter to a dancer?

Marquis Changning raised his head to try to see something from Feng Shuo's face, but met Feng Shuo's clear and cold gaze, and instantly felt a chill down his spine.

There was no sign of drunkenness in Feng Shuo's sharp eyes, and the previous tipsiness seemed fake.

Marquis Changning would never dare to anger Feng Shuo at this time, even though he knew Feng Shuo was slapping him in the face, he had to smile and agree.

Everyone present was smart, and Feng Shuo's killing of a chicken to scare the monkey also discouraged many princes who wanted to use this occasion to marry him.

In the past, his power had not reached the current level, so even if he refused, he had to give face to Xing'an Hou. Now that he has grown stronger, he will not show mercy to those who are ignorant of the times.

The celebration banquet was basically over at this point. After Feng Shuo left the table, Changning Hou, who had just lost someone, also hurried back with his daughter. Chi Qing yawned and yelled that he was very sleepy, and he was about to go to his permanent guest room in the palace.

Han Tuo called him: "Xiao Han is drunk, you find someone to take care of him."

Chi Qing said unhappily: "Why don't you take him back on your way back to the military camp?"

Han Tuo smiled embarrassedly: "Zhuo Jing also came to Hengzhou after hearing about Miss Chu's journey south."

The implication was that he was in a hurry to see his wife and had no time to take care of a drunkard.

Chi Qing pouted: "Alright, alright, get out of here." As soon

as Han Tuo left, Chi Qing nudged Xiao Han, who was drunk and lying on the table, with his elbow: "Wake up? Can you still get up?"

Xiao Han was snoring, obviously dead asleep due to drunkenness.

Chi Qing's expression was hard to describe: "You were once a mountain king, how can you only drink so little?"

He asked the steward of the palace to prepare a guest room for Xiao Han. After the steward prepared the room, he asked two servants to carry the man. Unexpectedly, Xiao Han was so heavy that the two servants almost collapsed on the spot after carrying him to the corridor.

One of the servants saw Huo Jianjia coming here and hurriedly said, "Miss Jianjia, help me!"

Huo Jianjia saw that the two servants were walking weakly, so she walked over to help lift the man up.

She was small, and she held Xiao Han's collar, and half of Xiao Han's body was still dragging on the ground.

After seeing Xiao Han's face clearly, Huo Jianjia immediately looked disgusted: "Why is it him?"

The servant saw that Huo Jianjia seemed to have some grudge against Xiao Han, and was afraid that Huo Jianjia would offend the powerful, so he hurriedly said: "This is the Qingyun Cavalry Commander, who has made many military achievements."

Huo Jianjia said "Oh" and asked the servant: "Where are you taking him?"

The servant said: "To the west wing."

Huo Jianjia grabbed Xiao Han's collar and was about to drag him away. The two servants were ready to help lift his feet, but Huo Jianjia said: "No need to help, I'll do it."

So the two servants watched Huo Jianjia drag Xiao Han to the west wing like dragging a dead dog, stumbling all the way.

Feng Shuo left the banquet and rushed to see Jiang Yanyi without even changing his clothes.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the nights became colder day by day. Jiang Yanyi covered herself with a thin blanket and sat on the bed to read. Chenyu was afraid that she would hurt her eyes, so she lit a few more candles.

When Feng Shuo entered the room, Jiang Yanyi was leaning on the low table with her elbows, her hands on her forehead, and her head nodding. She had actually fallen asleep.

Feng Shuo looked at her peaceful sleeping face, feeling a little distressed and a little amused. He took the book she was reading from her knees, but before he could see what book it was, Jiang Yanyi woke up.

"You're back." She rubbed her eyes. Because she had taken a shower not long ago, her hair was all loose. She lost the vigor she had when dealing with businessmen, like a sleepy kitten.

"Why don't you sleep if you're sleepy?" Feng Shuo helped her put her long hair behind her ears. His hand gently stroked her black hair down and fell to the back of her neck. He pinched her neck with a gentle force.

Jiang Yanyi squinted her eyes in comfort. Her neck was sore after reading for a long time. His pinch relieved a lot.

She said, "I just slept in the afternoon. It might be winter sleepiness. I've been feeling very tired recently."

Feng Shuo chuckled and pinched the back of her neck to make her look up: "You're just getting started? Your winter fatigue has come too early."

Jiang Yanyi rubbed his shoulder with her head unceremoniously. Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on him, she frowned and asked: "How much did you drink?"

Feng Shuo remembered that she didn't like drinking by herself, so he said less: "Not much, just one jar. At the celebration banquet, we have to drink the wine offered by the soldiers."

He drank a jar and still said it wasn't much?

Thinking that this was an indispensable social event, Jiang Yanyi didn't say anything else, only asking: "Did everything go well at the celebration banquet?"

Feng Shuo sat on the Arhat bed, leaning against the soft pillow, holding one of Jiang Yanyi's hands, gently kneading the joints of her fingers, slightly tilting his head back and closing his eyes, saying: "Not bad."

Jiang Yanyi heard a hint of fatigue in his voice, and turned her head to see his delicate jawline under the candlelight and his Adam's apple that was more obvious because of his tilted head posture.

In order to lie more comfortably, he loosened his collar, and under the ink-colored outer robe, the pure white inner garment was loosely piled there. With his cold, world-weary and lazy expression at this time, Jiang Yanyi just felt damn tempting.

She looked at his Adam's apple, and somehow moved over to bite it lightly.

Feng Shuo opened his eyes almost instantly. He looked at Jiang Yanyi with a look of shock. There was something else in his narrow eyes, so deep and gloomy that Jiang Yanyi dared not to look closely.

She climbed up awkwardly with one hand on her chest, like a cat caught trying to steal fish. She coughed twice and said, "I thought you would be back soon, so I asked Jianjia to go to the kitchen to get sobering soup. Why hasn't she come back yet... um..." Before she finished

speaking, Feng Shuo's big hand on her back suddenly exerted force, pressed her down again, and sealed her lips with a kiss.