The royal capital of Liaodong was destroyed, and it could be said that the country was almost destroyed. Only a small number of royal family members remained and fled to a small island in the southeast of Liaodong, which was nothing to be afraid of.
Baili Mochen was worried about those people who had disappeared. The servants in the harem of the royal capital reported that they had not seen Queen Murong Yunshan for several days.
Baili Mochen's heart couldn't help but sink a little. Although he had already made a complete layout in the capital, he was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.
It took nearly two months to recover Liaodong. It was midsummer and the weather was unbearably hot.
It had been three days since the spring breeze had even stepped outside the door. There were several wooden barrels shaped like ice cubes placed throughout the house, and the temperature was much cooler than other places.
But even so, Chunfeng still felt a little hot and uneasy in his heart.
"Hang Yue, do we still have ice cubes in our house? Why don't we buy two more basins? Jin'er and Yuan'er are both sweating from the heat."
Chunfeng put the child in his hand into the stroller, rocked it gently, and said with a somewhat impatient tone.
"There are still ice cubes, but we already have enough ice in this room. If there is too much ice, I'm afraid it will be too humid, which will be bad for the two young masters!"
Pengyue glanced at the nearly ten ice basins in the room with some embarrassment, and whispered comfort.
"Hey, I don't know what's going on. I always feel uneasy and flustered. Do you think something is going to happen?"
Hearing this, Chunfeng also glanced at the ice cubes in the room, sat down at the round table on one side with some uneasiness, stroked his forehead and said to Peng Yue.
"Princess, maybe it's because you have been working hard these days taking care of the two young masters and haven't slept well. We think nothing will happen in the capital."
Pengyue looked at Chunfeng's impetuous and tired look, and comforted him softly.
After thinking for a while, he said to Chunfeng: "How about I ask the divine doctor Yu to cook you some soothing tea that is suitable for you?"
"Let's forget it." Chunfeng thought for a while but still rejected the idea of holding the moon, and then said to Hanzhu: "Go and call Lan Yi."
"Yes, slave, go now!" Hanzhu nodded and respectfully exited the princess's bedroom and went out to the prince's study.
"Guard Lan, the Princess and the Queen have summoned you to come over." When they arrived at the door of the study, Hanzhu hesitated for a while and said.
Since the prince left, Lan Yi has been helping the prince to deal with some affairs that can be handled. At this moment, he was looking down at the documents on the table. When he heard Hanzhu's voice, he immediately raised his head and looked at the door.
His eyes seemed to pause for a moment, and then the same low and steady tone came from his throat.
"Well, I understand, let's go over there." After saying that, he closed the document in his hand and got up and followed Hanzhu to the princess's yard.
"Princess, Guard Lan is here." As soon as he entered the inner room, Hanzhu reported to Chunfeng, and then retreated to one side.
"Princess, what do you want to do with your subordinate?" Lan Yi also said straight to the point.
After getting along for a long time, they, as subordinates, have become more and more familiar with their masters' habits. Both masters like to talk directly and straightforwardly.
"Actually, there's nothing wrong. I just feel a little uneasy. Is there any new news from the prince?" Chunfeng frowned slightly and asked slowly.
"If the princess is worried, her subordinates can mobilize all the manpower to guard around the courtyard. As for the news about the prince, it is still the news that came last time, but counting the days, the next wave of news should arrive soon. My subordinates guess that the next good news will be that our army has defeated the capital of Liaodong."
After hearing Chunfeng's words, Lan Yi said with a meaningful smile on his face.
"How many days ago was the last time I received news?" Chunfeng asked again.
"Well, it must have been four or five days ago. Including the time it took to deliver letters on the road, this matter probably happened about ten days ago."
Lan Yi thought for a while and explained.
"Well, I understand, can you go down first?" Chunfeng nodded and waved, asking Lan Yi to retreat.
"Then, outside?" Lan Yi turned around and asked with doubtful eyes.
"Just arrange it as you said, and ask your subordinates to be alert at all times. I always have a bad feeling in my heart." Chunfeng calmed down and said again.
"I obey!" After explaining everything, Lan Yi disappeared into Chunfeng's room.
Not long after, Chunfeng clearly felt that there were more than a dozen strange smells in the outer courtyard.
Looking at the two little faces sleeping peacefully, Chunfeng could barely find a sense of peace in his heart.
With an uneasy heart, Chunfeng was tossing and turning. Halfway through his sleep, he simply sat up and guarded the two little buns, recalling in his mind what he had experienced in just a few years in this world.
Somehow I remembered everything that happened at the bottom of Wuwang Cliff, that pot of delicious snake soup...
Suddenly the picture in his mind was disconnected, and the spring breeze brought him back to his senses.
If she heard correctly, the sound coming from outside should be the sound of swords clashing.
Chunfeng's nerves became tense instantly. As a mother, even her hair stood on end at this time.
She just stood next to the two children, looking at the figures that kept flashing outside with an extremely tense expression.
Her posture was so strong that she would kill anyone who came, and even for some reason, a cold light appeared in her hand.
That was the dagger that Baili Mochen left with her in the first place. It was the dagger that followed her to many places and experienced many things.
The sound of fighting outside was getting closer and closer, and with a crash, a figure slammed into the window, breaking a hole in the window.
However, Chunfeng still stood there without moving, only looking at the man in black lying on the ground still struggling.
At this time, Hanzhu and Pengyue were so scared that they huddled together and hugged each other. Taking advantage of the light coming from outside, the two maids nudged towards Chunfeng.
Suddenly there was another loud noise, this time it was a secret guard of the palace who fell directly on the door, knocking a piece of the door panel away.
The huge sound of landing finally disturbed the sleeping children. The two children burst into tears almost at the same time.
Chunfeng, who was still filled with murderous aura, instantly restrained his murderous aura and turned around to comfort the child.
"Be good, don't cry, it's okay, it's okay!" Chunfeng leaned over and patted the two children, murmuring and coaxing.
But she didn't notice the figure that quickly flashed in at the door and was approaching her.
Seeing this, Hanzhu and Pengyue, who were halfway through, couldn't help but exclaimed: "Princess, be careful behind you..."