Reborn Female Assassin Falls in Love with Tsundere Little Prince

In Cambodia, Chu Tianjie has been in a bad mood since he returned to the capital. He has been indulging in wine and women for several days. Tonight, he is even more energetic and favors several concubines in a row. In the second half of the night, he feels bored and goes up to the high platform alone to admire the moon in an elegant manner.

He looked towards the north, thinking hard in his mind. With several times the number of troops attacking the small city of Qingcheng, they still couldn't take it after several days. If this were to get out, wouldn't such a great country be laughed at by the world?

Of course, this was not the main reason. He had just ascended the throne and thought he was a man of great talent and ambition to conquer the world. However, the first time he sent troops to attack a small country, he was frustrated, which made him feel particularly ashamed.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He turned into a desktop cleaning master and roared like a madman, "Waste! All waste! A mere Zhang Lin stopped my 100,000-man army in its tracks! I must kill him!"

Under the pavilion, the palace maids and eunuchs stood trembling with fear, and no one dared to go up to see what was going on. The emperor had an unpredictable temper and would kill people at any time. As the saying goes, "To live with the emperor is like living with a tiger."

"Somebody come!"

When the eunuch in charge heard this voice, it was as if he heard the screams of evil spirits in hell. He walked upstairs in fear, fearing that he would die if he was not careful. He smiled flatteringly and said, "Your Majesty."

Emperor Jianwen sat on a cushion and drank wine one cup after another. "You, leave the palace now and call the King of Yue over. Tell him that I have something to discuss with him."

"According to the order."

King Chu of Yue had already gone to bed at dawn. When he heard that the emperor had summoned him to the palace, he did not dare to delay for a moment. He put on his official uniform and immediately rode to the palace.

Emperor Wen of Cambodia was thinly dressed and extremely drunk. He fell on the mat and tried to pour wine into his mouth.

When the King of Yue went upstairs, he found the windows wide open, letting in the cold wind of the night. He immediately walked to the clothes rack and scolded them, "You bunch of slaves, is this how you serve the emperor? If the emperor is not well, you may lose your lives."

The eunuch was so frightened that he immediately knelt down.

"What are you kneeling for? Go and close the window." After scolding, the King of Yue put his coat on the Emperor of Cambodia and said flatteringly, "Your Majesty, it's cold at night. You can't freeze to death. This country still depends on you."

Emperor Jianwen nodded in satisfaction, patted his hands and said: "Tianming, I have so many brothers and sisters, but you and I have the deepest feelings. Today, I find it's great to have you as a brother. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today. I have to thank you!"

The King of Yue could not figure out what he meant by this, so he immediately knelt before him respectfully, knocking his head to the ground and said, "Your Majesty, my biological mother was born in a humble family. If Your Majesty had not thought highly of me, I would not have the wealth and glory I have today. I do all this for Your Majesty to repay your kindness."

Emperor Khammuddin waved his hand and said cheerfully, "We are brothers, no need to say these polite words." He poured a glass of wine, "You helped me ascend the throne, this glass of wine should be in honor of you."

After saying this, he looked at him kneeling in front of him with a sinister look.

King Yue had already been sweating coldly on his back. He knew that nothing good would happen in the middle of the night. But it had come to this point, and he had to drink it even if it was really poisoned.

He knelt, raised the wine glass forward, drank it all, and waited quietly for death to come.

However, death did not come. Instead, he heard the arrogant voice of Emperor Khmum, and it turned out that he had been pretending to be drunk.

"Hahaha... Good! I really didn't misjudge you. Tianming, this is just an ordinary glass of wine. Don't worry too much. I won't abandon you. You are my brother, I can't bear to let you go."

The King of Yue breathed a sigh of relief and bowed again.

"I called you here in the middle of the night because I couldn't sleep. I wanted to ask you how to take Qingcheng." Emperor Jianwen stepped forward to help him up, pointed to the cushion beside him and continued, "Sit down, there is no one else here, don't be restrained."

Although the King of Yue was still a little bit worried inside, he appeared very calm on the surface and said seriously: "Your Majesty, Qingcheng is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Zhang Lin is a famous general of the time. General Zai Kuo only has brute force, so it is really not easy to deal with him."

Emperor Kham said impatiently: "Not easy? I think he is just a coward, totally useless."

"General Zai Kuo is not good at attacking cities." After the King of Yue deliberately said this, he continued: "Since the emperor asked me to give advice, I will tell you. I hope the emperor will not blame me."

"Say it."

"Xu Yin is on the run now, and he is most likely to seek refuge with Zi Ling, which is his only destination. It has been three days now, and catching him is like finding a needle in a haystack. But just because of these three days, we can make a big fuss."

"how do I say this?"

"Order the soldiers attacking Qingcheng to take turns shouting at the foot of the city every day that Xu Yin is dead."

Emperor Jianwen waved his hands and said, "What kind of strategy is this? I haven't even seen Xu Yin's hair. Do you think Zhang Lin will believe it?"

The King of Yue smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. It doesn't matter whether Zhang Lin believes it or not. What's important is to plant the seeds of the prince's death in the hearts of the people in the city. Their resistance is nothing more than a glimmer of fantasy in their hearts. As long as we promise not to massacre them after entering the city and give them tax reduction, how can they not be tempted?"