12dz Chapter 138 The time has not yet come to kill him!
Chapter 138 The time has not yet come to kill him!
This is what Bai Lianyi despises most about Li Mutou. He has always been full of talk about benevolence, morality, and patriotism. This Wanyan Honglie tarnished the reputation of the princess and bullied people even to the point of shitting on his neck. Yet he still endured it!
It’s definitely Ninja Green Turtle!
"Wanyan Honglie must have had some confidence to break into Prince Yu's mansion at night. He must have something on his hands. If we tie him up directly, it would play into his hands. Not only would it fail to resolve the situation, but it would also damage the princess's reputation. Then, the desert could use this as an excuse to send troops. Wouldn't that be more harm than good?"
As the leader of the Thunder Army, Li Zhenting holds the lifeline of the entire country in his hands. Naturally, he has to consider the overall situation when doing things, and naturally he will not be as careless and reckless as Bai Lianyi.
During the month that Wanyan Honglie was in Dayan, he appeared to be keeping his troops idle, but in fact he was constantly making small moves. During this period, he had many night meetings with Lu Pei'an and Sun Kuang, and it was obvious that he was plotting something.
Li Zhenting naturally couldn't let his guard down. He arranged for spies to closely monitor Wanyan Honglie's movements and even kidnapped the person he had sent to report to the Desert Kingdom. It was then revealed that Wanyan Honglie was holding back because he was preparing a major move, and he would deliberately provoke Li Zhenting before leaving.
If Li Zhenting could not restrain himself and imprisoned him and hurt him, the Desert Kingdom would have a legitimate excuse to send troops to attack him if they saw that he had not returned as scheduled by a certain date.
"Are you so afraid of their attack? We now have 600,000 troops under our control. Let's fight them!"
After listening to Li Zhenting's explanation, Bai Lianyi rolled her eyes and jumped in anxiety.
Five hundred thousand imperial guards have joined the Thunder Army, and now there is also the veteran general Liu Xiaoquan who has rich combat experience, and the brave generals such as Shangwu and Xinli who were recruited by the princess from Shangsheng Tower. Why not take this opportunity to kill him without leaving a single piece of armor!
"No, the time is not right yet!"
Li Zhenting was too lazy to argue with him and turned to walk into the hall.
After all, the 500,000 imperial guards transferred from Lu Pei'an had not been strictly trained for many years and were seriously lacking in combat experience. Moreover, the economic development of the Great Yan Kingdom had been slow in recent years, and the people's lives were difficult, and they could not withstand the chaos of war at all.
On that day, Lü Pei'an smoothly handed over the military power of 500,000 soldiers, which was not without deception. After all, for Lü Pei'an, military power was the last resort to preserve the Lü family. For so many years, he had been protecting military power as if it were his life. How could he give it up so easily?
The reason my father had willingly paid tribute to the Great Desert Kingdom over the years was a choice he had made out of necessity and after comprehensive considerations. Rest and recuperation are essential for survival. If we could intimidate the Great Desert Kingdom and allow peaceful coexistence without tribute, that would naturally be the best.
His final idea was to wait until the country became strong and then launch an attack in one fell swoop.
He sat in the hall, staring anxiously at the closed door of Qingzhu Residence. He was so worried that beads of sweat formed on his palms.
After all, Wanyan Honglie had just made a sudden visit and caused quite a stir, so she was worried that it would affect Fang Qingqing's performance.
The dawn was breaking, and the sky was already bright.
He was filled with anxiety, and the entire night had passed. He wasn't sure if Qing'er's heavy body could handle it. Moreover, there was Shang Wu inside...
When he thought of Shang Wu, he felt obviously unwell and his brows unconsciously frowned.
Although Shang Wu looked like a pale-faced scholar and dressed in his own style, looking very elegant and handsome, he was born in Shangsheng Building after all, and his bookish air could not cover up his violent temper.
Regarding the matter of the seized letter, he specifically went to ask Shang Wu about it, but he didn't expect that the guy would retort him as soon as he opened his mouth.
Shang Wu said that his master was the princess and he didn’t need to report to her!
He couldn't understand why the princess valued Shang Wu so much. On weekdays, the two of them often talked in low voices. Even when they were reviewing the troops on the battlefield, Shang Wu fought side by side with her. Now, even for something like surgery, Shang Wu had to assist her!
When he thought about the day when Xuan Qingshan was undergoing surgery and Fang Qingqing was almost carried out of the house by Shang Wu, he felt extremely uncomfortable as if he had been scratched by a cat.
"Bang..."
Just as Li Zhenting was daydreaming, the door suddenly opened and Shang Wu walked out of the room, supporting Fang Qingqing, who was almost exhausted.
"The operation was successfully completed. In two hours, the anesthetic effect on Princess Yunqing will wear off, and she will wake up..."
Fang Qingqing barely managed to speak, her eyes closed. This operation was long and difficult, and she couldn't afford to lose focus for even a moment. Shang Wu could only wipe her sweat and pass her the instruments, but he couldn't help her, seeing how exhausted she was.
After becoming pregnant, her body became heavy and she often had back pain. When she stood for such a long time, she felt her bulging belly falling down and her lumbar vertebrae felt as if they were broken. She wanted to lie down directly.
Xuan Qingshan, along with Nanny Huang and the others, thanked the princess for her hard work and rushed back inside to tend to Yun Qing. Li Zhenting strode over to Fang Qingqing, picked up the weak, almost eye-watering Fang, and hurried off towards Mo Yuxuan.
"Tong'er, prepare breakfast for the princess..."
"Tong'er, prepare the princess' favorite barbecue and egg cake..."
While walking, Li Zhenting whispered instructions to Tong'er who was jogging behind him.
"I'm sleepy……"
Fang Qingqing said in a daze, her little head nestled tightly in his arms. He unconsciously reached out and hugged her waist tightly.
She had a hazy dream. It seemed like it was a snowy winter day. She was standing barefoot in the snow, shivering all over. Suddenly, a soft and comfortable quilt came and wrapped her tightly.
The quilt was very warm, as if there was a magical constant temperature stove inside the quilt, which made the whole person warm and comfortable.
She smelled a sweet and fragrant smell, just like her favorite roasted sweet potatoes. Mm, Tong'er's roasted sweet potatoes were fragrant and sweet, and tasted great. Holding this steaming stove and eating a piece of steaming roasted sweet potato was simply a delicacy...
She opened her eyes suddenly.
"woke up?"
A pair of phoenix eyes with upturned corners stared at her tenderly.
"Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Come, have some brown sugar fermented glutinous rice soup first. It's ready and kept warm. It's just the right temperature, neither too hot nor too cold. Do you want some roasted sweet potatoes? Tong'er has roasted them too. I'll peel them for you right away..."
Li Zhenting said softly, his face full of smiles, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.
Fang Qingqing was puzzled. She was just talking and not doing anything. Instead, she quickly brought over the brown sugar fermented glutinous rice soup and roasted sweet potatoes to eat. She had been busy all night without a drop of water. Her throat was dry and smoking, and her stomach was growling with hunger. She felt like her back was sticking to her chest. She felt like she could swallow a cow!
Looking down, she couldn't help but laugh. One of his arms was pinned down by her, and the other was tightly clasped in her arms. He was lying sideways beside her. How could he get up if she didn't let him go?
This bastard is quite interesting. Could it be that he will just stay in this position motionless all night?