His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

Mo Sangyu said solemnly, "If the ruler is not upright, the ministers can also rebel. General, you hold military power and can protect the world, but you cannot protect yourself. Isn't that disheartening?"

These words startled Wen Zhixia so much that she took a few steps back.

This……

This is utterly outrageous and shocking.

But Wen Zhixia quickly calmed down and said calmly, "Sister Mo, please don't mention this in front of the general. The general's family has been loyal for generations, and he would never do such a treasonous thing."

"You've probably heard a lot about our story, haven't you?"

Mo Sangyu smiled and said, "That's all I have to say. I'll be going now."

After saying that, she turned around, grabbed Feng Xingyu, and strode away.

As the strategist of the Iron River Kingdom, Wen Zhixia naturally knew a lot of true and false information about the seventh prince of the Great You Dynasty.

Ultimately, it's because of fear.

Even his own son was wary of him, and he did everything he could to force him to his death. The army of 100,000 eventually fell apart.

Fortunately... they are still alive.

Sister Mo's words were clearly a warning to her not to end up like them.

Wen Zhixia returned to her tent with mixed feelings.

She needs to think about this carefully.

……

The next day, at the restaurant.

When Mo Sangyu opened her eyes in the morning, she found that Feng Xingyu was not there.

well.

Now they dare to leave her behind and act alone.

She sat up in bed and felt... something was wrong with her.

Lately, I've been spending every day with him, and many times, I feel unaccustomed to not having him around.

This is not a good thing.

After Mo Sangyu finished washing up, she had just sat down by the window when Feng Xingyu brought in the food.

"You're awake. Come and eat."

Feng Xingyu set out the food: "Today's dishes are all your favorites."

Mo Sangyu walked over and her gaze fell on the table.

All the dishes were quite spicy.

She had eaten hot pot once when she was at the prince's residence. Unexpectedly, he still remembered that she liked spicy food.

"Where did you go so early this morning?"

Mo Sangyu sat down, and Feng Xingyu picked up his chopsticks and placed two slices of meat into Mo Sangyu's bowl.

"I just received some news, so I went out for a bit. I saw you were sleeping soundly this morning, so I didn't wake you."

Mo Sangyu looked up at him, puzzled. "What news?"

"I found some old stories about Chu Tianxiong."

Feng Xingyu put down his chopsticks: "In the Iron River Kingdom, there is a Prime Minister Ning who is Chu Tianxiong's mortal enemy. Over the years, he has been targeting Chu Tianxiong in court."

Nemesis?

Mo Sangyu asked, "What grudge?"

Feng Xingyu slowly recounted the information he had uncovered.

It turns out that three years ago, Prime Minister Ning's eldest son took a fancy to Wen Zhixia and wanted to force her to become his concubine.

Chu Tianxiong had always regarded Wen Zhixia as his own daughter, so he naturally refused outright.

The eldest son of the Ning family, relying on the power of the Prime Minister's mansion, repeatedly came to provoke Wen Zhixia, verbally insulting her and even plotting against her.

He was accidentally killed by Chu Tianxiong during a conflict.

This incident caused quite a stir at the time.

Ning Chengxiang held a high position of power and influence, and having lost his beloved son, he was unwilling to let the matter rest.

Chu Tianxiong was merely a military general, and could not compare to the Prime Minister's influence and influence in the court.

Although Chu Tianxiong was in the right, and everyone knew that the Ning family had bullied others first by abusing their power, the emperor at the time was already wary of Chu Tianxiong, who held a large army and was deeply respected by the military.

Using this incident as an excuse, the emperor outwardly appeased both sides, but in reality promoted Chu Tianxiong in name only and demoted him, sending him to guard the border.

This vigil lasted for three years.

For three years, border battles continued, but Chu Tianxiong was almost undefeated. His reputation and prestige rose rather than fell, and he was at the height of his power in the army.

The emperor's fear of him naturally deepened.

Ning Chengxiang was still deeply troubled by the death of his son.

For the past three years, he has never given up looking for an opportunity to get rid of Chu Tianxiong, but no matter how powerful he is, Chu Tianxiong is far away on the border and has his own army, so his reach cannot be that far.

To get rid of Chu Tianxiong, he could only rely on the sharpest blade: imperial power.

"So, Chu Tianxiong and Wen Zhixia's current situation is even more dangerous than we imagined."

Mo Sangyu pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Feng Xingyu: "How did you find out about this?"

Feng Xingyu chuckled: "I've been stationed in the border city of Dayou for so many years, I need to keep an eye on things in all these border regions, and the Iron River Kingdom is no exception."

I almost forgot.

Back then, they even had spies in Youdu City.

Not to mention the Iron River Kingdom.

Mo Sangyu nodded and said nothing more.

The two had just finished their meal when the waiter came up to clear away the bowls and chopsticks. Feng Xingyu poured a cup of tea, and Mo Sangyu suddenly became alert, realizing that someone was outside the door.

It's someone I know.

She went over and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was Yazi.

He was dressed in black, looking travel-worn, and immediately bowed his head when the door opened: "Miss."

"Come in." Mo Sangyu stepped aside to let him into the house and casually closed the door.

Feng Xingyu remained seated at the table, holding a teacup. His expression behind the mask was indistinct, and he showed little reaction to Ya Zi's appearance.

"Why are you here?"

Mo Sangyu didn't ask him how he found this place. After all, given Ya Zi's abilities, it wouldn't be surprising if he could find them.

Ya Zi stood respectfully to the side, his hands clasped behind his back: "Miss, I have received news that the Emperor of Tiehe Kingdom has issued three imperial edicts in one day, urgently summoning Chu Tianxiong back to the capital. The edicts state that he is only allowed to bring Wen Zhixia with him and must set off immediately without delay. Anyone who dares to disobey will be punished for treason."

He finished speaking in one breath, then explained, "I thought this news might be useful to you, Miss, so I took the liberty of coming to report it. Miss... you won't be angry, will you?"

Mo Sangyu asked, puzzled, "What's there to be angry about?"

Ya Zi didn't speak, but glanced at Feng Xingyu with a subtle look.

Seeing that Feng Xingyu was holding a teacup and showed no displeasure, he breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief.

"The message has been delivered; I will then return to keep watch."

Ya Zi said, "If there is any further movement, I will contact Mr. Gu."

Mo Sangyu nodded: "Okay, be careful."

Ya Zi bowed and retreated. As he closed the door, he glanced at Mo Sangyu, a hint of melancholy flashing in his eyes.

Ultimately, he was not worthy to stay by the young lady's side.

The door was closed again.

The news brought by Yazi is of utmost importance.

Mo Sangyu walked to the table, looked at Feng Xingyu, and asked, "What do you think about this matter?"

She rarely sought his opinion so proactively.

Feng Xingyu immediately sat up straighter, his expression becoming serious.

"Judging from this, the emperor of the Iron River Kingdom is determined to take action against Chu Tianxiong."

He pondered for a moment and said, "Given his loyal and honest nature, even if he knows that going back would be fraught with danger, he would most likely still choose to obey the imperial decree."

"Moreover, on the way back to the capital, we will definitely encounter various ambushes and attacks. Whether we can return to the capital alive is unknown."

He's too familiar with this routine.

After listening, Mo Sangyu remained silent for a moment.

She went through the whole situation in her mind and quickly made a decision.

"We'll set off ahead of time, secretly protecting them. Once we arrive in the capital safely, Mr. Gu will immediately lead his army to attack the city."

"Let them know what the consequences will be if Chu Tianxiong is transferred away from the border."

"Good idea." Feng Xingyu nodded in agreement.

"This time..."

A hint of excitement flashed in Mo Sangyu's eyes: "I've decided to pull off something big in the capital."

"What do you want to do?"

Looking at the familiar glint in her eyes, Feng Xingyu couldn't help but smile. "Let me guess... is it about directly eliminating the emperor of the Iron River Kingdom?"

He knew that her decisions were always bold and crazy.

Mo Sangyu shook his head: "It's the treacherous minister and the emperor. Get rid of them both!"

The way she said it was as if she were casually suggesting that steamed buns and dumplings should be eaten together.

That was the emperor of a country and the prime minister who held immense power.

That's crazy.

However, it is clear that Feng Xingyu likes it very much.

"it is good."

He suddenly leaned in and kissed her on the lips, his eyes full of indulgence and doting: "I'll do whatever you say. Whoever you want to kill, we'll kill."

With the plan set, the two of them decided not to delay any longer.

Feng Xingyu made general arrangements and sent a message to Gu Jinzhi about the series of news, including the three imperial edicts issued by the Emperor of Tiehe Kingdom.

Tell them to be prepared and ready to act at any time.

"When do we set off?"

"Let's leave today. Chu Tianxiong has received the imperial decree and will definitely depart by tomorrow morning at the latest. Let's rent a carriage and travel slowly."

"it is good."

The two did not say goodbye to Wen Zhixia. That same day, they rented an inconspicuous blue cloth carriage from a carriage shop in the city, bought some dry food and water, and leisurely drove out of the border town.

They chose a relatively secluded trade route, calculated the timing and distance accurately, and planned to wait for Chu Tianxiong on his inevitable route back to the capital.

As expected, Chu Tianxiong decided to take Wen Zhixia back to Beijing the next day.

Early in the morning, Wen Zhixia packed her things and hurried to the restaurant. The vague unease in her heart made her want to see Mo Sangyu one more time.

All that was left for her was an empty room.

The waiter told her that the couple surnamed Mo had checked out yesterday afternoon and their whereabouts were unknown.

Wen Zhixia stood at the empty doorway, stunned for a long while.

They... left already?

Perhaps, we will never meet again.

Wen Zhixia had no time to waste; the convoy returning to Beijing was already ready.

Although the imperial edict forbade Chu Tianxiong from leading troops, in order to ensure Wen Zhixia's safety, he still took fifty elite personal guards, traveled light, and embarked on the arduous journey back to the capital.

Day 3 of the trip, at Luoyingjian.

When the first wave of arrows, accompanied by rolling logs and boulders, rained down from the sky, the guards were instantly plunged into a fierce battle.

The narrow canyon limited their movement, but the assassins had the advantage of terrain and launched a fierce attack.

They had anticipated all of this, but Chu Tianxiong still found it hard to accept.

Why?

If the emperor wants his subject to die, he can die, but why not even give him one last chance to meet the emperor?

Chu Tianxiong stood protectively in front of Wen Zhixia's carriage, his blade flashing. The old wound on his left arm reopened due to the exertion, and blood quickly soaked through his sleeve.

Wen Zhixia hid inside the car, biting her lip tightly, listening to the fighting and screams outside, her nails digging deep into her palms.

It's all her fault for being useless; she only drags the general down.

"General, you may leave on your own."

"Zhi Xia, don't be afraid."

An assassin, seizing the opportunity, lunged at the carriage with a sinister grin. Just as the tip of his blade was about to pierce the curtain, a soft sound rang out.

The assassin froze abruptly, a spot of blood appearing abruptly on his throat.

He then collapsed limply, the knife in his hand clattering to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third assassins who tried to approach the carriage also died suddenly in the same bizarre way.

With the pressure suddenly reduced, Chu Tianxiong was shocked, but his battlefield instincts made him seize the opportunity immediately, commanding the remaining troops to shrink their formation and retreat towards the canyon exit while fighting.

In the chaos, no one had time to investigate where the deadly hidden weapon came from.