Hun Xiemeng sneered and sighed, "You have to have a chance to take revenge! I will die on my way back, and my father even treats me like a beast. Since I came back, I have entered the palace once. I have only seen my father. Those who say they surrender to me have also found a new master. What else can I do? Now I understand that the Hun Xie royal family has been exhausted, and those who know the current affairs are heroes, surrender obediently, and can be a rich and idle person, don't you?"

"Yeah!" Ye Guanyuan nodded slightly. After understanding Hun Xiemeng's plan, he left the Third Prince's Mansion.

On that day, the people in the city received news that as long as they did not resist, there would be no problem. The people who had been uneasy for several days could finally put their hearts back in their stomachs. On the first day, only two or three people tried to go out on the streets. Later, they found that there was really no problem, and more people came out. It was only then that the people knew what Hun Xiemeng did. Hun Xiemeng's words of plea with Ye Guanyuan also spread. For a moment, Hun Xiemeng became a good prince who loved the people as much as his son. Someone specially sent food to the third prince's mansion to express his gratitude.

The housekeeper reported the situation to Hun Xiemeng and Wu Wei'e. The couple looked at each other and tacitly understood.

The situation in the imperial capital spread to the northwest, but it was so angry that the people of the Hunxie royal family were so angry that they ran all the way and finally moved the capital to a slightly more prosperous city in the northwest. Before they sat down to discuss how to resist foreign enemies, they received news of Hunxie Meng's surrender, and they almost vomited blood.

The eldest prince Hun Xiekun urgently summoned all his brothers and said with a gloomy face: "I was the third brother before, but I really didn't want to argue. Unexpectedly, that guy pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, which made us less wary of him. Now he surrendered himself and gained a good reputation. Qi Languo also treated him well. He got all the benefits and we did?"

The more Hun Xie Kun said, the more angry he became. This was the first time he had suffered such a boredom when he grew up, which made him angry and helpless.

After hearing what Hun Xiekun said, the other princes were also very angry. The fourth prince Hun Xiezhi slapped the table angrily, "The third brother must have planned it long ago. This time he was on the mission to Qi Lan Kingdom, maybe he betrayed the Huns. Now he is a bitch and wants to set up a archway. He can do all the benefits! Brother, we can't give him such a free gift!"

Everyone understands the truth, but it is difficult to take action. They are now far away from the northwest of the imperial capital, and the imperial capital has been occupied by Ye Guanyuan. They don’t even have the chance to meet Hun Xie Meng, let alone cause trouble for him! Moreover, when they moved the capital, they deliberately forgot him, and never left a soldier in the imperial capital. How can Hun Xie Meng alone resist the 100,000 troops of Qi Lan Kingdom?

Even if he really treasons the country, everyone can understand that he surrendered for the people left in the city. The people will only remember his endurance and burdens and be grateful for his compassion, so how could they blame him?

Hun Xie Kun's expression was dim and unclear. He listened to the other brothers' word-by-word attack on Hun Xie Meng, but he was extremely irritated and shouted: "Enough! Shut up all of them! Now that things have come to this, what we have to think about is how to deal with Ye Guanyuan! What should we do once they approach here?"

Even the imperial capital is gone, and it will be a matter of time before he falls here, but he is unwilling to accept it. If Qi Lan Kingdom had not attacked the throne, it would have been his. But now such an accident has happened, the Huns may have destroyed their country. He, the future general of the Huns, is nothing. What makes him even more uncomfortable is that after struggling with Hun Xiemeng for so many years, he thought Hun Xiemeng had been trampled by him, but in the end he found out that the person who lost was him. How could he lose? It was a joke!

After being yelled by Hun Xiekun, the room was silent for a moment. The nine prince Hun Xielu, who had no sense of existence, said weakly: "Brother, should we discuss with our father..."

Hun Xiekun frowned fiercely. They were running around for a while and almost forgot that the seriously ill father was not dead yet!

The seventh prince Hun Xieling sneered: "Old Jiu, are you fainting! Your father is unconscious now. What are you discussing with him? Are you asking him what he eat today?"

Hun Xielu choked, and after a while, he muttered in a low voice: "I just thought that these things were caused by the father. There is no reason to let us clean up the mess for him. Now the Huns have lost more than half of their territory. It is hard to say whether they will die or not. But there are always people who have to be responsible for these things. Now the father is not dead, and the matter is caused by him. Naturally, let the father solve it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stared at Hun Xielu in shock, and saw him feeling irritated, "I, I... I just say... Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously!"

Hun Xiekun suddenly stood up, walked towards Hun Xielu without saying a word, blocking his shoulder under his horrified gaze, and praised with joy: "Lao Jiu! Why didn't brother find you so smart? Why didn't there be anyone here who can see so thoroughly like you? You are right, we didn't make any trouble with these things, why should we bear it?

Let’s go! Let’s go to see your father and tell him the situation here. In addition, please ask the leaders of each tribe and several major families to discuss solutions together. If it is really impossible to save us, we cannot bear the infamy of the country being destroyed!”

Everyone did it as soon as they said they could, and they ran to call for someone.

In the bedroom of the Huns.

The King of Huns, who had been lingering in sick for many days, has finally recovered in the past few days. Although he has not recovered, he can lie on the bed and talk to the ministers. Of course, he also knew his current situation, and was heartbroken and angry, but helpless. Today, he also received news from the imperial capital. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood again. He smiled ferociously: "Okay, okay! I really underestimate the third brother! He is so good! For his own interests and good reputation, he dared to sell the Huns like this! What did he think of himself? Can he really end up well if the Hunxie royal family is gone?"

The King of Huns felt so regretful! If he had known that Hun Xiemeng would have plotted against the Huns like this, he would have eliminated Hun Xiemeng long ago and would never have left a tumor until now. It would be too late to regret it now.

Because of Hun Xiemeng's incident, the King of Hunnu was in a serious condition. Before the imperial doctor came to treat him, Hun Xiekun brought a group of people to ask for a visit. He greeted her for a few greetings and got to the point.

When the Huns heard the questioning of the crowd, his mind was completely confused and stared at Hun Xiekun, "Didn't I say that before? Are you leaving all state affairs to you now? Don't you want this throne?"

The Hun King said too straightforwardly, and Hun Xiekun was stunned for a moment, and reacted and hurriedly said, "Father, it's not that I want to upset you. It's really that the current situation is too unfavorable to us. Please decide!"
Chapter completed!