Black-bellied Prince's Spoil/C736 Like a Statue
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C736 Like a Statue

Lan Zhi's words had obviously delighted Lan Yuhua.

His handsome face carried an obvious smile, but there was an indescribable heaviness in it.

In the end, Xiao Mingyu still didn't listen to Emperor Wenjing's words. Instead, he wrote a letter that was a hundred thousand miles away in a hurry to inform Dongfang Jin about this matter.

By the time Dongfang Jin received the letter, it was already seven days after the incident.

Clenching the letter tightly in his hand, Dongfang Jin's face, which was as poetic as a painting, was gloomy and obscure. His pupils, which were like clear springs, flickered with a gloomy luster.

It was as dark as the night.

It carried with it a bone-chilling coldness that had not disappeared for a thousand years.

Sitting in front of the desk in the tent, he was like a statue, and his body was condensed with a suffocating pressure.

From noon to afternoon, Mo Xing and Mo Feng had walked outside for an unknown period of time. Their hair was scratched until they were almost bald.

Only then did Dongfang Jin walk out.

The two of them quickly went up to greet him. Their eyes were filled with undisguised worry.

Dongfang Jin restrained all of his emotions. His usually elegant and gentle brows were now filled with coldness and coldness, causing people to feel fear at the core of their hearts when they looked at him.

His clear and cold voice was a little hoarse. When he opened his mouth, it was as if thousands of snowflakes were falling down, causing people to involuntarily shrink back.

"Mo Xing, go and find the generals! Mo Feng, quickly send these few letters to the Jin King of Wan City. Su Qinglan still has you, Crown Princess, in his hands!"

These two orders caused Mo Xing and Mo Feng to be shocked.

However, when it came to Dongfang Jin Xinghan's face, he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He answered and quickly went to do it.

In the commander's tent, Dongfang Jin did not say any more nonsense and went straight to the point. "Everyone, something urgent has happened in the Saint Capital. This palace must go back."

As soon as he said that, it was as if there was an explosion below.

Wu Da was the first one who could not hold it in.

He directly asked, "Your Highness, our army has just won a battle. If Your Highness leaves now, what should we do?"

People should know their own limitations.

It was not that they were belittling themselves, but that Lan Yuhua was too strong.

His Highness was only able to tie with him here, let alone these shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Dongfang Jin looked at him, his handsome eyebrows were filled with a calm and steady expression.

His voice was clear and gentle, and it carried a kind of comforting and convincing power.

"Bengong has already sent a message to Crown Princess, asking her to come to Qi City as soon as possible to take charge of the situation. Crown Princess's talent is not inferior to Bengong. I hope that everyone can unite and cooperate when the time comes."

Imperial Concubine Prince Xu is coming?

This news was clearly a lightning strike. It caused them to be stunned for a moment before they relaxed their expressions.

Crown Princess and Lan Xuehan, this was a famous figure!

Whether it was the Battle of Leaving City a few years ago or the recent Battle of Jiang City.

This Crown Princess had shown outstanding military talent.

The military was different from other places. Here, as long as you had talent, you were a brave warrior.

No matter if it was men or women, they would be respected by others.

The relaxed people immediately asked, "Then when does His Highness plan to depart?"

Dongfang Jin, who was asked this question, had a fierce expression on his face. His expression also had an indescribable sense of loneliness.

After a moment of silence, he replied, "Let's wait for a while."

He also hoped that he could go back later. This proved that the man was still working hard to survive.

However, he was not a god. Some things were destined to end. Even if he racked his brains, he could not change it.

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