Ning Chen sat on the bed and carefully scrutinized the matter, and he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back.
Fan Lingyue had arranged these things very early, and the Buddha Kingdom was just a chess piece used to attract the attention of Da Xia.
However, none of them found out, instead they thought that after defeating the Buddhist kingdom, the army of Northern Mongolia was afraid.
The current situation is very similar to when Northern Mongolia first invaded. At that time, Emperor Xia hoped to use the power of foreign aggression to draw out internal troubles, and then solve both internal and external troubles.
Unfortunately, Emperor Xia overestimated himself and underestimated Fan Lingyue, who drives tigers and leads wolves, but has no ability to subdue tigers.
Now, the situation in Daxia has eased, and the two princes want to defeat their opponents to ascend to the throne first, and finally drive the Northern Mongolian army out of Daxia, especially after Beimeng repeatedly expressed the intention of peace talks, this idea will breed more quickly.
People always believe too much in their own abilities, no matter who they are, it is inevitable.
Fan Lingyue is taking advantage of this weakness of human nature to repeatedly push Daxia to a desperate situation, and this time, I am afraid it will be the case again.
He had no way to stop it, even if he guessed Fan Lingyue's intention, it was too late.
No matter the third prince or the tenth prince, it is impossible to turn back, and the battle for the throne will only become more and more tragic.
Thinking of this, Ning Chen closed his eyes and leaned on the head of the bed weakly. Fan Lingyue was indeed the most terrifying person in this world.
He tried his best, but he still couldn't help Da Xia to save the deteriorating situation.
From the beginning of the war between the two dynasties, Daxia has been led by the nose, and his existence only delayed the deteriorating situation in Daxia for some time.
Today, nearly half of the 330,000 forbidden troops inside and outside the Great Xia Imperial City are in the hands of the two princes. These forbidden troops are the elite of the elite of the Great Xia soldiers, and their combat strength is far beyond the comparison of ordinary troops.
At this time, it is impossible to stop the two princes. How to minimize the consequences of the battle for the throne is the most critical thing.
One of the princes must die, this is the only and easiest way.
It's simple to say, but it's actually not simple at all. In the long-term battle for the throne, the two princes have gathered a large number of masters around them, and with the strength in their hands, the climate is ready.
Besides, in this world, who would dare to put a butcher's knife on the prince's head.
Neither the third prince nor the eldest grandson dared to give this order.
The sunset outside had already set, and the night was getting up. A maid brought dinner into the room. Mingyue had already washed her hands white and sat at the table waiting eagerly.
After all, the little girl's mind is still very simple, the bad guy wakes up, that's the best thing.
Ning Chen put aside the troubles in his heart, and sat on the bed quietly watching Xiao Mingyue eat.
"Do you want to eat?" Mingyue squeezed a small snack and put it in her mouth, feeling the eyes of the bad guy, she turned her head and smiled.
"I'm not hungry, you can eat." Ning Chen shook his head and said.
He really has no appetite. He just drank some porridge from the pantry in the afternoon, and he is not hungry yet.
"Oh!" Mingyue responded, and immediately turned around to concentrate on eating. She still liked the meals of the Daxia Palace.
The way the little girl eats is very pleasing to the eyes. After all, Mingyue is the emperor of Northern Mongolia, and her etiquette is impeccable.
Ning Chen watched very quietly and did not speak. Only when he looked at Xiao Mingyue could he calm down a little and have less disturbed thoughts.
After all, the future belongs to Xiao Mingyue and the others, all he can do is to keep the hope of peace as much as possible.
The era of Fan Lingyue will not be long, and the war between Northern Mongolia and Daxia will soon end. No matter who wins or loses, it is impossible to drag it on forever.
"Mingyue, grow up quickly." Ning Chen sighed in his heart, Beimeng and Daxia could no longer experience the devastation of war, and needed peace too much.
After a while, Mingyue jumped down from the table, trotted to the bed, her eyebrows curved, "I'm full."
Ning Chen stretched out his hand to help the little girl adjust the cloth cap, and smiled, "If you want to take a shower in a while, just pull up the screen. You don't need to savagely drive away the little palace maids. They wouldn't dare to come in without my order."
Mingyue's face turned red all of a sudden, she reached out and hit the former, saying, "You are a bad guy"
"Heh" Ning Chen smiled lightly, no more words, little girls would be shy too.
Fortunately, Mingyue is a child, and there are not so many taboos. If it is a little older, you will have to pay more attention to getting along.
Not long after, several palace maids and eunuchs brought in the large wooden buckets for bathing, poured hot water, and then withdrew respectfully.
Xiao Mingyue blushed and pulled up the screen. Although it was not the first time, she was always a little embarrassed.
Ning Chen leaned against the head of the bed, listening to the sound of water rushing not far away, the woman who had also bathed here in the past rang out.
At that time, as soon as he entered the palace, he was scared to death by an assassin. He made a deal with her, she didn't kill him, he rescued her out.
He saw the face of the assassin, a woman, outrageously beautiful.
Later, they protected and supported each other and tried their best to survive in this strange palace.
She was the first person he came into contact with when he came into this world, but she forgot him now.
He didn't know why this was. He wanted to find the answer in the past, but he was always worried about the eldest grandson.
He is waiting. After the war between the two dynasties is over, the eldest grandson settles down in Daxia, and he can leave with confidence and do his own business.
Xiao Mingyue quickly came out of the bath, dressed herself, and put a big towel on her head.
"You wipe it for me." Mingyue handed over the towel and smiled naively.
"Okay." Ning Chen took the towel, and immediately wrapped the little girl's waist-length hair, wiping it carefully.
Xiao Mingyue's hair is very long, and the beauty-loving nature of girls is always there, and it is impossible to disappear because of her status as an emperor.
"All right"
Ning Chen rubbed the little girl's hair vigorously, and immediately nodded, "What a beautiful little girl, she will definitely look better than Fan Lingyue when she grows up.
After waiting for half an hour, Mingyue's hair was almost dry. Ning Chen called someone in to remove the tub. Then, he patted Xiao Mingyue's cloth cap and said, "Go to sleep, we have to leave the palace tomorrow."
"Hmm." Mingyue ran to her bed obediently, and immediately lay down in her clothes.
At this moment, Ning Chen suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and lay down with a trace of blood running between his fingers.
Xiao Mingyue looked over, Ning Chen quickly put down his hand without leaving a trace, and covered it with a quilt.
"I want to hear the story," Mingyue said eagerly.
"Okay" Ning Chen suppressed the dull feeling in his heart, and immediately told the little girl the story of Cinderella.
Mingyue fell asleep listening to it, with a smile on her pretty little face, very beautiful and cute.
The days when she was born as an emperor were not happy for Xiao Mingyue, on the contrary, she felt very happy following Ning Chen these days.
No matter what era, a little girl of this age is always the jewel in the palm of her parents' hands. She is afraid of falling, and she is afraid of melting. However, Xiao Mingyue has no parents, only the way of running a country that she can't learn every day and the things she can't read. memorial.
Fan Lingyue knew that she had little time, so she tried her best to pave the way for Xiao Mingyue, which further increased the burden on the little girl.
Ning Chen and Fan Lingyue have different concepts, preferring to educate Xiao Mingyue subtly with actions and words, and never take the initiative to impose anything.
This is the most beautiful age for Xiao Mingyue. He hopes that the little girl can spend it happily instead of living with a burden every day.
As the night got darker, Ning Chen sat on the bed, quietly thinking about the future, no matter what, he would help the eldest grandson through this difficult time.
Suppressed coughing, one after another, blood dripped down, fighting the Buddha, and survived the death calamity, but could not survive the sin of life.
The night passed quickly, and after dawn, a carriage appeared in the Weiyang Palace, and then drove Ning Chen and Xiao Mingyue to the Xinhou Mansion outside the palace.
The two walked very low-key, but they still couldn't stop the attention of the caring people. The third prince and the tenth prince sent greetings on the same day.
Ning Chen looked at the two salutations with almost the same content, and narrowed his eyes, this was forcing him to make a choice.
His position is destined not to be swayed for a long time. Now, except for a few Marquis who are fighting outside, basically all the dignitaries have already taken their positions. In the dynasty, it is impossible for him to be alone.
He is the only Marquis in Beijing, and the two princes will definitely fight for it with all their might.
Marquis Wu was different from ordinary noble princes. After being appointed as a prince, he had the right to mobilize an army of less than 100,000 at any time. This kind of right could not even be possessed by a prince.
Daxia's Wuhou has supreme prestige in Daxia. From the first generation of Wuhou to the present, the world of Daxia has been conquered by Wuhou in all dynasties. It can be said that every inch of Daxia's territory has been destroyed. There is blood of Marquis Wu.
The nobles of Daxia can be hereditary, but Wuhou cannot. Every Wuhou has great military exploits, even the Beiwuhou who betrayed in the past is no exception. This is why Wuhou has such an amazing prestige in Daxia. .
It can be said that the power of Marquis Wu was not given by the imperial court, but was captured by himself. He did not have the military exploits to convince the soldiers of the world. The power to transfer troops of the 100,000 army was just a decoration.
After the invitation was sent, Ning Chen quickly wrote a reply, the content was very simple, I was ill, and it was inconvenient to see guests, I hoped for your forgiveness.
This guest cannot be seen until he makes a choice.
However, half a day later, another letter of worship was sent to the mansion. Ning Chen was surprised, and his brows furrowed.
It was not someone else who sent the invitation, but the owner of Lingyan Pavilion, Yue Hanyi.
Not many people know about his departure from the palace. After all, not everyone can put eyeliner in the palace.
Inferring this, the person behind Yue Hanyi is really not an ordinary person.
After Ning Chen thought about it for a while, he also politely refused.
If he guessed correctly, the real master of Lingyan Pavilion is very likely to be inseparable from one of the two princes. There is no such a coincidence in the world, he just refused, and this invitation was sent immediately.