ot send anyone to look for the Lady."Ye Er's eyes were dark, her hands clenched tightly. Without much thought, she knew the person who made Xiao Qin leave home could only be Madam Hou besides anyone e...What

Looking at their expressions, An Xuetang had a sneer on her lips.

Pan Shu and the others finally couldn't bear to watch any longer.

They closed their eyes and turned away, Mo Junyi let out a cold snort, his eyes full of disdain.

I'm worried about coming to their camp in the North. I don't know if my brain is a little messed up!

An Xuetang glanced at Yun Yi, who immediately instructed someone to lower the curtain.

A heavy silence descended upon the tent. After regaining his composure, Pan Shu turned his icy gaze to An Xuetang, "What do you mean, Northern Frontier Princess Are you saying that you don't even consider the esteemed Great Yue Kingdom worthy of your respect"

An Xuetang narrowed her eyes, "In my eyes, there's only my King of Beijiang. What are you"

"... "

Hearing An Xue Tang's words, Pan Shu's entourage were about to explode again. But seeing their comrade suffer such a miserable fate with their own eyes, they dared not act rashly. They could only inwardly fume and grumble, but they did not dare to speak out like their previous comrades had.

Mo Junyi sneered, "What a bunch of cowards!"

At this time, An Xue Tang nonchalantly glanced at those attendants and coldly said:

"In front of me, you dare to command my people Who gave you the guts Your master is nothing but the Crown Prince of Dayue. With his status, he is not even worthy of being on equal footing with my people!"

As soon as An Xuetang finished speaking, Feng Ming seemed to receive some signal and suddenly attacked. Pan Shu, who sensed the killing intent, immediately stood up and dodged to the side.

In the next instant, the chair that Pan Shu had been sitting on was split in half!

Those attendants paled and quickly rushed to stand before Pan Shu, afraid that Feng Ming's palm strike would land on him.

On the contrary, Pan Shu had a calm expression on his face. He narrowed his eyes and looked at An Xue Tang, wondering if he had an inclination for masochism. Despite listening to An Xue Tang's biting words, he surprisingly found himself developing a fondness for her.

His eyes, with a smirk that wasn't quite a smile, were fixed on An Xue Tang. To be honest, there were many people in this world who were more beautiful than An Xue Tang.

And as the crown prince of Dàyuè, Pan Shù had seen countless beauties since his childhood, his status allowing him to encounter them frequently.

But when he saw those women, they were nothing compared to An Xuetang in front of him. He had never met a woman as bold and courageous as An Xuetang.

Setting aside everything else, the fact that An Xuetang could converse with me so calmly at this moment, remaining composed in the face of my imposing aura and even daring to attack me verbally, is enough to prove her extraordinary nature.

Luckily, An Xuetang couldn't hear his inner thoughts. To think that a man like him would dare to say he had a strong aura

Where did he put King Beijang and Feng Ming and the others Does he actually dare to say his aura is powerful

This is too funny!

After Feng Ming made his move, Mo Jun Yi didn't want to waste time on him either. He glanced at An Xue Tang and received her nod. Then, Mo Jun Yi stared at Pan Shu with a stoic expression:

"Pan Shu, what brings you to our Beijang at this time Speak quickly, this young master has no time to waste with you."

Pan narrowed his eyes. "I imagine you've already heard about your emperor's plan to attack the northern border"

Mo Junyi's lips curled into a slight smirk, he leaned back in his chair, looking rather indifferent. "So"

"This prince has received reliable information that your emperor is preparing to send 500,000 troops against you. Besides the soldiers from Ancheng and Yangcheng, he has also offered our Dàyuè Kingdom some benefits to join forces against the Northern Border Army."

Pan Shu thought that after he said this, An Xue Tang Mo Jun Yi and the others would definitely change their faces, would be nervous, flustered, and anxious!

But he was ultimately in a hurry and flustered, it was himself after all.

After he finished speaking, An Xuetang and Mo Junyi remained expressionless. This clearly was something they had already known about beforehand.

Pan Shu's heart was a bit flustered, but he tried his best to maintain his composure on the surface. He cleared his throat, "You... you knew all along"

Mo Junyi let out a cold snort, "Is this really a question Besides this matter, is there anything else you'd like to say This young master doesn't have that much patience."

"...."

Pan Shu's hands clenched slightly, and the more calm they were, the more he felt something was wrong.

He looked at An Xuetang, “Princess of Beijang, don’t you want to save the King of Beijang Your King of Beijang is being held in the Imperial Palace by the Emperor. Don’t you want to bring him back”

An Xuetang narrowed her eyes, "So what can you do to save my husband"

"To put it simply, the reason I'm here is to propose a collaboration with you."

"Oh" An Xuetang's lips curled up slightly, "How do you want to cooperate with us"

“We will together march to attack Ancheng and Yangcheng. If we win, we will split the spoils: Dà Yuè Guo will take Ancheng, and you Běi Jiāng Wang will take Yangcheng.”

"Heh."

Mo Junyi couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. "What does attacking An City and Yang City have to do with saving my fifth uncle"

Of course it matters, after joining forces with us, the emperor of Tianba Country will definitely release the King of Beijang and let him return to take charge.

After all, no one in the entire Tianba Kingdom is more suitable for leading troops on a campaign than King Beijang. As long as King Beijang is released, you can establish your own kingdom, the Beijang Kingdom, with King Beijang as emperor, no longer under the control of the emperor of the Tianba Kingdom. Isn't that better

Ann Xue Tang and Mo Jun Yi looked at each other, both speechless.

Mo Junyi let out a cold snort. “So the Crown Prince of your small Dà Yuè Country dares to interfere with our Beijiang Do you think you’re someone important You, advising us”

"You!"

Pan Shu's face was grim, his eyes fixed on Mo Jun Yi with malevolence:

"You, a suckling child, know nothing. Don't spout nonsense here! This prince is kindly offering you advice!"

"Don't forget, the King of Beijang is still in the emperor's hands. Right now, the emperor is still determined to attack Beijang. You think that without cooperating with our Great Yue country, you have the ability to resist the emperor"

"An Xuetang curled her lips, "After listening to the Crown Prince's words, this concubine suddenly feels that the Crown Prince of Dayue is truly kind and thoughtful. This heart truly moved this concubine, so this concubine decided...to thank the Crown Prince of Dayue properly."

“...”

Pan Shuchun really thought An Xue Tang had come to her senses, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

And Feng Ming and Mo Jun Yi, upon hearing An Xue Tang's words, narrowed their eyes one by one, waiting to see a good show.

As expected, just as Pan Shu was about to say something like "no need for thanks," An Xue Tang's eyes turned cold, and her voice became as sharp and chilling as ice:

"Cloud one cloud five, the crown prince of Dayue Country is so kind and well-intentioned. This concubine is deeply moved and grateful, so... I want to reward him with three heads."

"!"

Pan was stunned. Before he and his attendants could understand what An Xuetang meant, Yun Yi and Yun Wu made their move.

Then, the two figures took flight, drawing their swords to engage in combat with Pan Shu's three attendants.

Pan Shu's followers were also skilled in martial arts. It was still somewhat difficult for Yun Yi and Yun Wu to chop off their heads.d An Xuetang say this, they all burst into laughter as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world.One man, fearless and bold, scoffed, “If you were the Princess of the Northern Border, I’d claim...