Her Highness Doesn’t Want to Work Hard Anymore

Bian Ziming quickly dealt with Deputy General Qiu.

They took off Ye Xiaowei's clothes, and Chen Wangbei and a dozen other guards put them on.

Chen Wangbei and others dressed up as Ye Xiaowei and came to the city gate openly.

The guard on the top of the city wall looked down, and couldn't see the opponent's face clearly through the hazy night, but it could be seen from the opponent's attire that it was Ye Xiaowei.

The guard thought that Ye Xiaowei had finished his errands, so he didn't think too much, and asked someone to open the city gate to let him go.

The tall and majestic city gate slowly opened.

Chen Wangbei walked in with someone.

The guards in the city were about to go forward to greet them, when they realized that the "Ye Xiaowei" in front of him were very unfamiliar, and they were not the same group of Ye Xiaowei he had seen before.

The guard's heart skipped a beat, secretly screaming that something was wrong.

However, before he was born to call for help, Chen Wangbei had already pulled out the saber from his waist, rushed forward with a speed that could not cover his ears, and slashed at the guard's neck.

The guard wailed in pain.

Blood spattered out.

The howling sound resounded through the night sky, like a signal, igniting the gunpowder smoke, and the flames of war are about to break out!

The scouts hiding in the darkness outside the city heard the wailing, and until Chen Shiwei had succeeded, he immediately took the horn hanging from his waist and blew vigorously.

The thick and long horn sound spread rapidly.

Bian Ziming, who was hiding in the woods, immediately turned to look at King Zhao, and asked with burning eyes.

"My lord, shall we do it now?"

Li Ji, who was supposed to be dead, was now riding on his horse in good order, the silver armor on his body gleaming frighteningly coldly under the moonlight.

Behind him, the 80,000 army is ready to go, ready to fight the enemy at any time.

The birds in the forest knew that this place was dangerous, so they hid far away.

In the silent forest, King Zhao's voice was clearly heard by everyone present.

"Do it!"

An army of 80,000 galloped out of the woods, like a surging river, rushing towards the city gate unstoppably.

Seeing this, the soldiers in the city were terrified.

Someone is shouting: "Close the city gate! Close the city gate!"

However, Chen Wangbei led people to guard near the city gate, not allowing anyone to approach.

In just a moment, the 80,000 troops led by King Zhao had already rushed to the door.

The iron hooves were raised high, kicking away those enemies who were blocking the way forward.

...

Qinghuan found Mu Qing smoothly under the cover of night.

After she explained the situation, Mu Qing took the things needed for production without saying a word.

The two hurried to the secret road.

During the process, Qinghuan noticed that someone was following him behind him.

Her heart sank, knowing that she should have been exposed.

Qinghuan stopped and said to Mu Qing.

"You go...to find the princess and give her...delivery."

Mu Qing asked: "Then what about you?"

Qinghuan pulled out the sword at his waist, turned around and looked somewhere behind him, and said coldly: "I'll come, break the queen!"

Seeing that they had been discovered, those who followed secretly had no choice but to come out from the shadows.

It turned out to be a night owl guard.

He also pulled out the saber at his waist, and said sinisterly.

"If you can lead me to find Princess Zhao, I can promise to spare your life."

What responded to him was Qinghuan's vicious stabbing sword head-on!

During the fight between the two of them, Mu Qing had already fled with the bamboo basket.

She ran into the secret passage and saw Princess Zhao lying on the ground.

Mu Qing didn't have time to take a breath, and immediately started to prepare for the delivery of the princess.

"Princess, you hold on a little longer, this servant is here to help you."

Hua Manman was almost driven mad by the pain.

But she still pulled herself together, glanced behind Mu Qing, and asked while enduring the pain.

"Where are the people from Qinghuan?"

Mu Qing lit the small stove, put the copper pot filled with clean water on the stove, and said in his mouth: "We are being followed, Qinghuan is dealing with the aftermath."

Hua Manman was very worried: "She is alone, it is very dangerous."

Mu Qing comforted her.

"When the servants came over just now, they saw flames lit up in the direction of the East City Gate, and it looked like someone was attacking the city.

The servant girl guessed that King Zhao was not dead, and that he was leading troops to attack the city.

With King Zhao's strength, I believe he will be able to break into the palace soon.

As long as Qinghuan can last until then, nothing will happen.

You don't have to think about anything now, the most important thing is to have a baby with peace of mind. "

A little light shone in Huamanman's eyes.

"Is the prince here?"

Mu Qing nodded vigorously: "Yes, the prince is coming soon, so you must hold on, the three of you will be reunited soon."

Hua Manman said yes.

She originally thought that she would not see Li Ji for the last time.

Unexpectedly, Li Ji came back early.

If she could last a little longer, she might be able to see Li Ji again and say a few words to him.

Hua Manman suddenly felt that his body was full of strength again.

She gritted her teeth: "Come on!"

...

The news that the East City Gate was breached quickly reached the ears of Li Ying and Wu Wang.

They immediately dispatched their men, desperate to stop King Zhao's progress.

The results were all unsuccessful.

Whether it is the strength of King Zhao himself, the rich combat experience of his soldiers, or the numerical advantage of the 80,000 army, these improvised motley troops cannot compare.

There is a cloud-like gap in strength between the two sides.

The army sent by Li Ying retreated steadily.

Before dawn, King Zhao's iron hooves had already rushed into the palace gate.

The last line of defense was breached, and Li Ying knew that his defeat was already settled, so he simply stopped worrying about it.

He was sitting on the steps of Zhengyang Hall, drinking while watching the fire burning in the distance.

Wu Wang came to find Li Ying.

"I've already arranged someone to take you out of the palace, so hurry up and go."

Li Ying was already a little drunk.

He raised his head, looked at Wu Wang who was standing under a few steps, and replied vaguely.

"I do not go."

Liang Yong knelt on the ground, eagerly persuading him.

"My lord, let's run before the enemy army comes! As long as the green hills remain, we don't have to worry about running out of firewood!"

Li Ying was very stubborn and murmured.

"I don't want to leave, I still have things to do."

Liang Yong jumped anxiously: "It's already this time, what else do you have to do?"

Li Ying glanced over the layers of palaces in front of him, and smiled lightly.

"To this king, this imperial palace is like a stinking ditch and muddy pond.

This king was born and grew up here, and the stench has already penetrated into this king's body.

Even if this king can escape from this palace, he still can't get rid of the unpleasant stench in his body.

That being the case, why is this king running away?

It's better to stay here and perish together with this stinking ditch and muddy quagmire. "

Liang Yong seemed to understand but half understood: "What does the prince want to do?"

After Li Ying drank the last sip of wine, he casually threw the jug on the ground.

With a crisp sound, the jug was smashed to pieces.

At the same time, there was Li Ying's almost crazy sneer.

"This king wants to set fire to the palace!"