The prince disliked her, and the legitimate daughter was reborn and married to the regent

"Why don't you speak? Do you know what is in Dongling?"

This sentence was a bit strange, and General Zuo's reaction was also very anxious. Could it be that, apart from the tunnel, there was something important in Dongling?

"They are bandits on the island. Before... Anyway, I heard Sisi talk about it. No one cares about that place. It's useless to care about it. There is a natural barrier across the sea, behind the border of Keluo."

Zuo Mingyuan explained, but he was not really clear. If Sisi had not been "kidnapped" to Dongling, he probably would not have noticed.

"Since you know that Ke Luo is behind Hai, then you should know clearly that His Highness will never allow the bandits there to cause chaos and affect the surveillance of Ke Luo."

He sighed.

"Forget it. Maybe I don't need to hide it from you."

Huo Minghan stabbed the Feiyu Tower spy's chest with his knife, signaled his soldiers to throw the body out, and then closed the door, asked Zuo Kangping to sit down and said,

"In fact, Dongling appears to be just a prosperous town by the sea, but after Your Highness ascended the throne, he has already started to build defenses here. Otherwise, the people there would not be so peaceful."

You know, when the previous emperor was still in power, the people of Dongling were in dire straits. Endless bandits would rob the shore and then return to the island.

Those who were robbed could not pay taxes, so they were whipped by officials. The people were living in misery.

"Those defensive fortifications are set up on the seabed. If anyone attempts to come down from the cut-off mountain, they will be discovered by the sentries, who will then activate the mechanism and erect a fence to intercept them."

But Yun Nian had also looked at it from the shore, and didn't see any mechanism or anything like that. Even if it was a tunnel, Wei Qingjue himself didn't know about it, so it was definitely not built by him.

She looked at her hand, where the scar appeared. She suddenly remembered Wei Qingjue's tears, those dark green pupils, which contained a trace of imperceptible pain.

But then she realized that she shouldn't think about these things at the moment. Zuo Kangping was still talking to himself.

"The soldiers on sentry duty cannot be too conspicuous, so they are not the tall and strong guys that people usually think of. Perhaps the fishermen and pearl-diving women you have seen are one of them."

In other words, Dongling is not as defenseless as it seems. If Ke Luo's men attempt to attack from there, they will only seek their own death.

"Don't worry too much. Although I don't know what you are talking about, I am afraid that His Highness has already arrived there. Don't underestimate him. He is the cold-faced King of Hell..."

Huo Minghan chuckled, as if he was recalling the palace coup four years ago again.

Dongling was too far away from them. Even if they were anxious, they couldn't do anything. The most important thing now was to defend Jisha City.

When Zuo Kangping heard the news that Zuo Mingyuan had penetrated deep into the enemy camp and killed Turancha, he patted him on the shoulder excitedly.

"Good! You are worthy of being my son. You should show those guys that when I die on the battlefield, there are still men who will follow you and march forward, never backing down!"

He was probably too excited. In a trance, Yun Nian thought he saw General Zuo's red eyes, but when he tried harder to look, there was no trace of it, only a bronze complexion.

The war did not end there. Yun Nian's hand was injured and she could not play the piano for the time being. She felt a little guilty.

Seeing her lowering her eyes, Fuqiu couldn't help but gently rebuke her.

"Don't even think about it. When will a weak woman like you go to the battlefield? If those guys can't defend themselves and their country, they might as well surrender to Ke Luo."

"I just want to do my part, Fuqiu. I don't want to be useless. I always think, I can't write or draw, I can't write poetry, so what use am I in this world?"

Yun Nian stared at her fingertips and paused for a moment. She seemed unable to suppress her painful self-pity.

"Playing the zither is the only way I can help others. I'm not very smart, and this is the only way I can think of."

But she couldn't keep her voice down any longer. Fuqiu's voice suddenly became higher, as if she was extremely angry.

"Those ladies who are good at poetry, calligraphy and painting, can they still display their skills on the battlefield? If you are not smart, how can you notice things that we can't notice, and how can you find the disguised assassin?"

"If you're not smart, I think those guys who only know how to read pedantic poetry and books would want to hang themselves. Sisi, you..."

Fuqiu wanted to say something serious, but after seeing her tearful eyes, her tone softened.

"Why are you so unconfident? What other people think is none of your business, as long as you are happy. I laugh at those who say I am dissolute and say they are incompetent. I scold those who say I am not pretty enough, but they don't even look at how ugly they look. It's not my fault anyway, so why bother adding to my troubles and letting others laugh at me?"

She swore that she never had such patience except for Yun Nian. Fortunately, the words she stole from Song Yanga seemed to have some effect. Yun Nian burst out laughing.

"Whoever says you are not beautiful is truly blind."

"I just had a hard time understanding it for a while, but I'm much better now. How's it going outside?"

As a Koro, it was really strange to tell the people of Da'an about the war situation, but the two people present obviously didn't realize it.

Fuqiu fiddled with her bell, sighing and lying on the bed.

"It's just a fight. You guys are soldiers with flesh and blood, but Ke Luo sent out only those mummies. It's easy to deal with them, but with so many of them, I'm worried you'll be dragged to death."

She sighed deeply and stretched her hands. The sunlight fell on her smooth back, as if it was shining.

"It doesn't matter who you ask, just get it over with. I don't want to see those mountains of corpses and seas of blood any longer."

But war is not something that can be stopped so easily. As the attacking party, Ke Luo will not give up until he achieves his goal. But how can he make them give up?

If His Highness were here, he would definitely know what to do, right?

Yun Nian looked at Fuqiu's emerald green eyes, and his expression was dazed for a moment. The figure of the woman in front of him gradually faded, and turned into a more generous man. However, his eyes were covered by a black cloth, so he could not see clearly.

"Let's...bury her..."

Why did my heart ache when I heard these words? Yun Nian grabbed his collar tightly.