Chapter 258: Planning to borrow soldiers

The seventh day after Luocheng was besieged.

Wenren Xinchuan was surrounded and angry.

Fortunately, he transported a large number of food, grass and weapons to Durrah just to let the grassland wolf entangle Li Yanguang.

Unexpectedly, Durrer turned his head and waved his sword to each other!

That's all. The beacon tower was cut off, and the scouts sent out all went but returned. I don't know if Li Yanguang got the letter and when he would rush to help Luocheng?!

Seeing that the city's food and grass were less visible to the naked eye, Wenren Xinchuan couldn't help but throw the teapot, wishing to leave the city and fight the old turtle Wan Anshu to the death!

But at this time, Zhang Dameng did not bother to cause trouble, and brought another news that made him worried, "Li Yanguang seized the veteran general Deng Xian and Deng. Now the news that Luo Cheng was surrounded was spread to Li Yanguang's troops, and he was afraid that he would be

Will delay rescue…”

"Ba——" Wenren Xinchuan's five fingers fell on the table, his eyes were so angry that they looked like copper bells, "How can Shu Zi plot against it? In the past, he put his loyalty to the emperor and patriotism on his lips, but after the war, no one could see him.

!He is so loyal and patriotic?!"

Zhang Dameng said in his heart that you had stumbling to General Li before, why didn’t you mention your “loyalty to the emperor and patriotism”?

He couldn't say this, and now he could only follow Wenren Xinchuan and scold An Shu for being traitorous. Li Yanguang was as timid as a mouse!

But even if you scold me again, this matter still needs to be done.

Seeing Wenren Xinchuan getting a little less temper, he couldn't help but look at the prince's face and said carefully, "Now Duerle and Li Yanguang are not reliable, why don't the prince ask for help from the princess's mother's house?"

As if to save his life, he quickly added, "Durla's anger was originally accused by Qu Wenbing, the national teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty. They should naturally calm the war..."

"Why are you here?" Wenren Xinchuan sat on the Luohan couch on one side, twisting his forehead with his fingers, and slightly closing his eyes to relieve the fatigue in his eyes.

The plan was decided, and Wenren Xinchuan did not delay and directly came to Princess Qingmeng.

Aunt Xue put down the soup, then moved the lotus steps lightly, and turned behind Wenren Xinchuan, taking over his fingers, and gently helping him relieve head discomfort.

Wenren Xinchuan never thought about this path, there was nothing else, and the Great Zhou was insatiable. If Da Zhou asked Da Zhou to take action, those people would probably cut a layer of oil into his little Luo City!

He pondered, and Zhang Dameng also stood aside and was silent.

She covered Wenren Xinchuan's hand and his voice became lighter, "It's no longer a personal grudge, but the life and death of the entire Wenren Palace. Luo Cheng is dead, how can Sister Qingmeng survive alone?! It's for Sister Sister!

, I have to come up with this bad plan…”

Whenever he comes here, he always feels obedient.

Wenren Xinchuan was originally enduring, and now he heard Princess Qingmeng's mockery with sarcastic mockery, and he felt angry.

She knelt down in front of Wenren Xinchuan, looking up at him, as if she admired the gods, "Luocheng is our home. If Luocheng is broken, Li Yanguang will send troops to recover Luocheng, and then the prince will be placed in another place.

Where?! Where should we relatives who rely on the prince live?!"

"What's the matter with the prince here?" Princess Qingmeng was drawing her eyebrows. She picked up a slender pen and carefully described it at the peak of her eyebrows. Each eyebrows seemed to be carved, with a delicate tiny look on her face, but it was dark.

Green like a distant mountain first appears.

Wenren Xinchuan patted the back of her hand, which was very helpful, "It makes you miss it."

"It's just a headache to guard Luocheng." Wenren Xinchuan did not have any concerns. He immediately said Zhang Dameng's words to Aunt Xue, "The Great Zhou has always been extravagant. If I bow my head this time, they are afraid that it will be

To cut a layer of flesh on me, it is better to wait for reinforcements from Daye than to count on Dazhou."

"The prince is really in a dilemma." After hearing Wenren Xinchuan's words, Aunt Xue showed some thoughts in her eyes, "The Daye defender, who is only closest to Luocheng, is under General Li Yanguang. If he refuses to send troops, then

Who is willing to help us?"

He looked sideways at the door, and heard Aunt Xue talking to the servants beside him, and couldn't help but whisper, "Is Xue'er here? Come in."

As he finished speaking, the hindered servant stood on one side, and then Aunt Xue walked into the door with soup.

Princess Qingmeng felt a little ridiculous in the corner of her lips. She saw Wenren Xinchuan sitting tilted from the bronze mirror, "Why don't you let your Xueer help you borrow soldiers? I remembered this time, I thought of this palace, maybe you

There is no way for the omnipotent Xueer?"

Aunt Xue leaned forward and pressed half of her upper body over, but she was just right and sensible. "I just saw my cousin frowning, but was it difficult?"

"There are panic in the city these days, and there are many words in the mansion. Xueer is worried about her cousin's body. She specially made some soup to help me raise her." Her voice was soft, like a ray of spring breeze

, penetrated into the ears of the people and the people.

Wenren Xinchuan rarely set foot in Princess Qingmeng's yard.

Her words were still unfinished. Once the city was broken, Wan Anshu was probably the first to take Wenren Xinchuan to sacrifice the flag, and the entire Wenren Palace would be destroyed.

Zhang Dameng retreated with a wink. For a moment, only Aunt Xue and Wen Ren Xinchuan were left in the hall.

When he said this, his voice became smaller and smaller, and his head became lower and lower. He bent his body and waited for Wenren Xinchuan to decide.

Wenren Xinchuan saw that her hair was as black as ink, still as vivid and beautiful as when she entered the mansion, so he couldn't help but step in, sat down a few steps away from her, opened his mouth and said, "Borrowing troops."

"You are really my king's Xie Yuhua." He teased and pinched her in front of her, making Aunt Xue's pretty white face red with shame.

Her voice gradually lowered, and at the end, it was inauspicious. But Wenren Xinchuan's eyes became brighter and brighter. At the end, her eyes were like torches, sweeping away the haze that had been going on for days.

It was unknown how long it had passed, and it was not until the sound of talking outside the door that Wenren and Xinchuan woke up from the silence.

But he could only respect this princess. Even at this moment, he felt a little awkward, his face was solemn, but his inner cowardice was just showing.

"You are Wuji's biological mother. If Luocheng fell, how could you be grateful for it?"

He stood up and looked at Princess Qingmeng again, "Do you help with the matter of borrowing troops or not?"

Princess Qingmeng originally wanted him to say a few soft words, but in just a few words, Wenren Xinchuan was not perfunctory at all. She turned her head and did not look at the face of the person behind her in the bronze mirror, "No

help!"

"Okay! Very good! I was still worried about the relationship between husband and wife, thinking that I would not reach this point. Since you are so merciless, what are the fears of me?!"

Wenren Xinchuan said this with some meaning, but turned around and left, obviously he had made up his mind!
Chapter completed!