Lan Ling said, "I don't have evidence for many things, so I can't talk nonsense. When I have evidence, I will tell General Zhao."

Zhao Quan nodded: "Okay, I am waiting for Miss Lan's news."

After sending out the gas masks to Lan Jiajun, Lan Ling saw Wang Hu alone.

"I heard that Daxing sent 50,000 troops this time, and Dayue Kingdom and Daxia each sent 50,000 troops to encircle and suppress Snow City. What are your plans?" Lan Ling asked Wang Hu.

"What does Miss Lan mean?" Wang Hu asked.

"Of course I hope you can all live." Lan Ling said.

"Our family is in the hands of King Ning, and it won't work if we don't sell our lives." Wang Hu was helpless.

"King Ning doesn't trust us at all. I think they should still put me under house arrest. There won't be many opportunities to meet again. If Lan Jiajun is still bullied by them, or if you have any other ideas, go to Huo Jingyun. Or Jiang Rui."

"Huo Jingyun is not Daxing's Grand Marshal?"

"Yes, he is my brother. He will help you. Moreover, he will find a way to rescue your family."

Wang Hu is meditating.

"It is not for you to surrender to Daxing, you can also participate in Tsing Yi Tang."

"I understand." Wang Hu nodded.

"I'm leaving, take care." Lan Ling walked out.

In the evening, an assassin sneaked into Lan Yuan again. The assassin was very familiar with the environment in Lan Yuan, and he was stunned by Xiao An and Xiao Le in the room outside.

Lan Ling held the Qiushui sword in his hand, saw the figure and skill of this person, and put down the sword.

Lan Ling calmly watched as the assassin took off his mask.

"It's really you." Lan Ling said softly.

The assassin is Wen Heng.

"What are you doing?" Lan Ling asked.

Wen Heng whispered: "I think you must have a military defense map of Syracuse. After I left, the layout of Syracuse should have changed a long time ago."

"How do you know I will have?"

"Ling Chen's spies will report on your life here every day. I think Ling Feng didn't really hold you back. With your cleverness, he will definitely get a layout plan." Wen Heng said.

"You really know me." Lan Ling was thinking about how to hand over the blueprint to Ling Chen these few days. After searching for a few days, she didn't find the secret guard monitoring Snow City.

"Whether you give the map, you shouldn't harm him." Lan Ling took out the map to Wen Heng.

Wen Heng looked at the map, looked up and asked, "Don't you hate me for taking your credit?"

Lan Ling smiled, "Of course you wouldn't say that it was the map I gave you. I just want Ling Chen to pay the minimum price to win this war, the other is not important."

Wen Heng sneered and turned around to leave, but paused and asked, "Why did you do this?"

Lan Ling smiled: "Since you came to me, you must know that I will do this. Why do you need to ask, rest assured, I have no conspiracy. But people like you don't understand."

Wen Heng turned and left.

Wen Heng took Lan Ling's map to a hidden house and drew a new one based on the map and replaced it with her handwriting.

She went to the Great Moon Country overnight, and when she was about to reach the White House, she took out a dagger and stabbed her back and left arm twice, immediately dripping with blood.

At dawn, a guard found Wen Heng lying in a pool of blood at the door not far from the White House.

She was carried into the room by the guards, and the emperor and doctors arrived soon.

Wen Heng struggled to take out the blood-soaked blueprint from his arms, shivering and stuffing it to the emperor...

Ling Chen looked at the map in his hand with a solemn expression.

He looked at her pale face and couldn't help holding her hand.

Wen Heng smiled like a child: "Achen, this world is too cold, don't leave me, I just want to stay by your side..."

Ling Chen finally nodded.

So there is no absolute right or wrong in the world. Ninety moments are one thought, the difference between one thought, one thought to the left, the other to the right, but the ending is different.

Change is always faster than planned. People's hearts are often invisible to themselves. Love and hate vary from person to person.

Therefore, there is no eternity, only peace of mind.

The tenth day of August. Everything is inappropriate. When entering and leaving Xuanyuan, everything must be entangled. The mutual rebirth is not beautiful, the mutual restraint is even more worrying, and the long distance is too disadvantageous.

This was not a good day, but this day had special significance for Lan Ling. On this day two years ago, she was reborn and met Ling Chen and Ling Feng at the same time.

Today, Daxing began to attack Syracuse.

Early in the morning, Lan Yuan was guarded by layers, and Lan Ling was fully armed and standing in the courtyard. A gust of autumn wind rolled up, bringing a lot of blood and a strange smell of charred corpses from a distance.

When Lan Ling smelled the smell, acidic water poured in bursts of water, and she began to vomit.

Lan Ling returned to the room and closed the door, still vomiting nonstop.

It is said that Ling Chen personally led an army of 150,000 to attack Snow City.

Syracuse originally had an army of 70,000, but Ling Feng later transferred another 50,000.

Syracuse is heavily guarded and looks flawless.

However, one morning, Syracuse became a sea of ​​flames.

Lan Ling sat in the room with his eyes closed, and she would not open the door if anyone asked.

Destiny always likes to tease people. She is pregnant.

She couldn't stop vomiting just now, and she had no appetite for the past few days, and this month's letter did not come. She thought it was because of her mood. It turned out to be pregnant.

Happy, uneasy, and must not let Ling Feng know that the child will become his bargaining chip against Ling Chen.

However, Ling Chen couldn't let Ling Chen know, Ling Chen knew, and would never let himself go.

My child, what should I do to you? Lan Ling placed his hand gently on his abdomen, sorrowful and joyful.

The rockets flying in overwhelmingly outside the city were all tied with explosive bombs, and too many businesses and residential buildings were reduced to ashes in the fire.

Ling Chen seemed to be going to kill, he had never done so in previous wars.

He seems to be ruthless, but he is actually compassionate to the people, and he is in control of the overall situation. He is shrewd and will always use the lowest price to obtain the greatest benefit.

But for the battle of Syracuse, he didn't seem to have calculated the cost.

In the chaos of people, someone burned the granary in Syracuse. The granary in Syracuse was originally the most secret place, but when the location was found so accurately, Ling Feng couldn't help frowning.

He had to admit that he was indeed inferior to Ling Chen in terms of fighting and strategy.

If the soldiers knew that the granary was burned, they would soon shake people's hearts, and there would be no food. If Ling Chen besieged Syracuse, Syracuse would not last long.

A large number of burnt-out houses also made many people homeless. From time to time, some people took advantage of the chaos and robbed them, causing public security chaos.

Yue Guang has sent someone to deal with these chaos.

Syracuse, this beautiful town, almost turned into a sea of ​​fire. Except for Snow Palace.

The war continued into the night, shouting and killing. Ling Chen did not attack.

This ancient city has its own power.

Tonight, it is destined to be a sleepless night. A large group of injuries lie on the street. At night, it rains heavily, and many dead bodies that are too late to be taken are soaked in sewage.

The Snow Palace also released a large number of wounded, and Lan Ling resisted the nausea that surged upwards and started to heal them.

It was not until midnight that the wounded in the yard were dealt with.

The next day, on a gray morning, Lan Ling was awakened by the sound of a horn.

Lan Ling was taken to the hall by Ah Fu.

Ling Feng stood there wearing a silver armor. He took a water-blue soft cloak from the handmaid beside him and put it on Lan Ling: "Ling'er, stay by my side, you may fight Ling Chen to the death today!"

Lan Ling looked at him: "Ling Feng, why are you so stubborn? There is only Ling Chen in my heart, and I will only harm you by your side!"

Ling Feng smiled lightly: "As long as you are by my side, Ling Chen can't win!"

He held her tightly towards the tower, Lan Ling saw Daxing's military flag in the distance, countless soldiers in black armor riding on the horse, Lan Ling looked for Ling Chen.

In the middle of that piece of cavalry, between the two silver-robed generals, it was Ling Chen who was wearing a black armor.

The silver-robed generals beside him are Huo Jingyun and Bai Shaoting.

She also saw Tian Ming and Gu Fan, and of course Wen Heng, who was wearing red armor.

They were so far away, she couldn't see their appearance at all, but she also knew his figure turned into gray.

Ling Feng straightened the cap of the cloak to Lan Ling and hugged her forward.

"Ling Feng, you should know that it is impossible for me and you. You are naive to do this."

Ling Feng smiled and said to her: "Do you really think it is a legend that a man is angry as a beauty? No. Men are very possessive. Even if he doesn't love you, he will not allow you to be with me. And I I really like watching Ling Chen get angry."

He had already seen Ling Chen, although it was a misty morning.

With a smile on his face, he looked into the distance, as if he could see the waves in the person's eyes, like a sword burning in a furnace.