"Your Majesty! Just now, news came from Dongmi Kingdom was broken!"

King Yutian collapsed on the throne, "It's over..." Dongmi is the country closest to Yutian. Dongmi is finished, and the next one is the turn...

Thirty miles outside the Yutian King City, in the tent of the Western Yue army, Rong Jin lazily looked at the Yutian envoy standing in front of him, and after a while, he said quietly: "The King of Yutian said... would like to be like the Western Yue?" The envoy looked at the young man in black in front of him tremblingly. Although the Western Yue Emperor seemed to be in his early twenties, his aura, with just a faint glance, made people unable to help but be stiff and dare not move.

"Return... Go back to Your Majesty, that's exactly. This time the king was completely instigated by the Northern Han Emperor, and he asked His Majesty for forgiveness." The envoy said hurriedly.

"Provocation?" Mr. Rong Jiu sneered without writing, "No need to say that it is so aggrieved. Ge Shujun has not had the time to provoke a mere Yutian. It's just an abandoned chess piece?" Although Rong Jin was telling the truth, as the envoy of Yutian, the messenger's face was still a little ugly when he heard such words. However, Yutian has reached the point where the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed. Even the arrogant person can only lower his head, let alone the Yutian people who are afraid of Rong Jin. Therefore, the envoy did not get angry, but instead smiled and said, "I don't know what your Majesty wants?"

Rong Jin touched his chin, looked at Mu Qingyi on the side and asked, "Qingqing, what do you think?"

Mu Qingyi said lightly: "What is a minister?"

The messenger quickly looked at the woman in white sitting beside Rong Jin. Although he had heard of the name of Mu Xiang of the Western Yue, when he saw Rong Jin even asking about such a big thing, the messenger did not dare to look down on her in his heart. He just said more respectfully: "My king has said that as long as Your Majesty can retreat, Yu Tian is willing to become a vassal state of Xiyue in the future. Every year, like Your Majesty, he is willing to send the prince to the Western Yue Imperial City as a hostage. In addition... he sends annual tribute to him every year." The messenger spoke slowly, but when he looked at the two people sitting on the seat, he could not see any thoughts, and his heart sank. These are all the bottom lines that Yu Tian can take out. If it doesn't work... it's no different from the destruction of the country.

Mu Qingyi frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "No."

The messenger was stunned, "I wonder... what else is there to be unsatisfied with Mu Xiang?"

Mu Qingyi said calmly: "Your Majesty can confer the title of King Yutian as the Prince of Yutian, and hereditary. However, the Yutian royal family must all move to the Imperial City of Xiyue. Change Yutian to the Imperial City of Xiyue. As for the annual monies, it is naturally exempted. I am not short of money in West Yue." Mu Qingyi said it lightly, with wealth and ambition, but the messenger's face became paler. Changing the Kingdom of Yutian into the Kingdom of Tianzhou is equivalent to announcing the demise of the Kingdom of Yutian. So what if a county prince is hereditary? The Kingdom of Yutian has always been a foreign race. After entering the Imperial City of Xiyue, how can I have any freedom?

Mu Qingyi leaned against Rong Jin and smiled indifferently: "It's not just Yutian. All countries in the Western Yue are the same. As long as they are willing to surrender to the Western Yue, they will be treated in this way. My prime minister and Your Majesty will do their best to treat the people of the Western Regions and the people of the Western Yue equally."

Who cares if you will treat the people of Western Vietnam equally? The envoy said in his heart that the royal family will only care about their own status, and who cares about what will happen to ordinary people after the country is destroyed?

Looking at Mu Qingyi with some embarrassment, the messenger smiled and said, "Forgive Mu Xiang, your request... is a bit difficult."

"It's hard for others to force others?" Rong Jin looked at the alien man underground with a smile, glanced at the generals present and said leisurely: "You guys say, is it hard for Mu Xiang to force others to force others to force others?"

Everyone praised, "Mu Xiang is wise!"

Mr. Rong Jiu looked at the envoy of Yutian with a smile and shrugged, "You hear that they all say that Mu Xiang is wise. Although I am the emperor, I still have to listen to the opinions of my subordinates occasionally. Go back and tell King Yutian that if he dares to make ground on my head, he should know the consequences! If you are tactful, you will surrender in white clothes tomorrow morning. If you wait for me to take action, there will be no Prince Yutian. Speaking of which, although the Western Yue is not short of money, it is not very cost-effective to raise a prince in vain. Qingqing, you have a bad idea."

Mu Qingyi said calmly: "If we can take down the Yutian Royal City without bloodshed, we can sacrifice fewer soldiers in Xiyue. Even if we lack one or two, it is worth it. What's not worth it to use the money to raise a prince to exchange for the lives of so many soldiers who are loyal to Xiyue? The truth is the same. As long as we are willing to surrender to the country that is Western Yue, everything is easy to discuss. Of course... the place that has not yet been fought is easier to discuss."

"Thank you Mu Xiang!" The generals in the tent held their fists and thanked him. No matter whether what Mu Xiang said was true or false, just one sentence would be enough to move the soldiers of the Western Yue. They were born and died for the Western Yue, and sacrifice was inevitable, but if the superiors could take their lives more seriously, they would always make people feel that their sacrifices were valuable. What's more, if these words were spread, I'm afraid that many countries in the Western Regions who had no strength would be shaken.

Young Master Rong Jiu tickled unhappily. This young master was trying to kill all sides, but Qingqing was soft-hearted.

Yutian's envoy could not feel Mu Qingyi's soft heart at all. He could only feel that Mu Xiang was cruel, scheming and ambitious. He was worthy of being the wife of the Emperor of Western Yue and the prime minister of Western Yue.

"Report to Your Majesty, Mu Xiang, Jingyuan Hou and Prince Rui are back." Outside the tent, the guards hurriedly reported.

"Oh?" Mu Qingyi's eyes lit up and she smiled and said, "Please." Qingli's eyes glanced at the messenger Yutian standing aside, and saw that the man's face was pale and cold sweat broke out.

But after a moment, Dongfang Fei and Rong Yang walked in side by side. Both of them were covered in dust. It was obvious that the war had just ended and rushed back without stopping. Behind him was Tianshu, who was also covered in dust, "I will tell Dongfang Fei, and I will see Your Majesty, Mu Xiang!"

"My dear Rong Yang, please come to your Majesty, mull!" Rong Yang's young face showed a few more resolute expressions. Except for a shallow blood mark on his cheek, he was full of energy.

Mu Qingyi stood up and smiled and said, "Marty Jingyuan, Prince Rui, please get up. Thank you for your hard work."

Dongfang Fei also knew Rong Jin and Mu Qingyi's temper, so he didn't politely thank Goen and stood up and smiled, "I didn't expect that Prince Rui would come back so quickly."

Rong Yang said embarrassedly: "My uncle is a mistake, it's just a coincidence. My cousin and General Cheqi are already on the way back."

Mu Qingyi smiled and said, "You have seen the battle report between Prince Rui and Dongfang Xu and His Majesty. Your Majesty also praised the two. Prince Rui does not need to be polite." Xiumou glanced at Rong Jin, and Master Rong Jiu pulled the corners of his mouth, then he showed a smile and said, "Well, Mu Xiang is right, everyone is doing well this time."
Chapter completed!