They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 352 I'm Best at Weeding

He picked up his sword, put on his cloak, left Hanxuan alone in the house, went out, took a fast horse, and was about to leave the city!

The soldiers at the gate couldn't stop her; her heroic figure on horseback bore a striking resemblance to Wu Chengji, and they stared at her in a daze.

Sima Zongcheng had no idea that Wu Chengye would come out of the city to find her. While she was still wondering what to do, she saw the man and the horse.

Although both of them harbored resentment, their meeting in this foreign land seemed to diminish that resentment.

Sima Zongcheng still addressed her respectfully as Your Highness, and she still addressed her respectfully as Prime Minister.

The two exchanged a glance, as if their thoughts were perfectly aligned, perhaps sharing a hatred for the dynasty that brought them together again.

"Prime Minister, you must have had a long and arduous journey north."

"Your Highness has had a hard time; I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth either."

Finally, Wu Chengye somehow managed to bring Sima Zongcheng back to Beiyang City.

Those dull-witted people had never even seen this person before; the portraits sent down from above only showed a slight resemblance.

After all, he was still a prince, so we had to give him some face. However, when Sima Zongcheng and Hanxuan met on the way back, it was as if there was lightning between their eyes.

Sima Zongcheng is not like Wu Chengye, who would be blinded by momentary emotions. If there was any reason for his last defeat, it was probably because of a man!

"Your Highness, what's the story with this Bei Rong man?"

Hanxuan didn't seem afraid of them at all, and didn't look like someone who had been abused as a prostitute.

He repeated his old story, reintroducing himself in a way that seemed perfectly logical, but something just felt off.

"We all want to accomplish the same thing, and we're just using each other, so why harbor suspicion in our hearts? If you have any questions, please feel free to ask."

"First, draw us a map showing the defense deployment along the Beiyang border."

Such a grand gesture right off the bat—he's no ordinary person. But I had expected it. After all, someone who's been prime minister in the Wu Dynasty for many years couldn't possibly lack this much shrewdness.

"it is good!"

But he raised his hand and shook the shackles on his wrists. It turned out that he had been wearing these shackles for so long.

Wu Chengye swiftly brought down his knife, and the shackles clattered to the ground. Han Xuan loosened his wrists, and paper and pen were already placed in front of him.

He drew a very precise map of Beirong's defenses along the Beiyang border, even specifying which sentry post changed shifts at what time.

This made Sima Zongcheng even more suspicious of him, but he said, "If the two of you can go to such lengths for revenge, what's wrong with me knowing the border defense maps?"

These words left them speechless. They arranged a guest room for him, but he certainly couldn't listen to the confidential matters that Sima Zongcheng and Wu Chengye wanted to discuss.

“Your Highness, I don’t trust this man. Whatever your reasons for bringing him into the city, I feel he cannot be kept alive. His eyes reveal greed, and he is probably not as simple as we think.”

"I'm not stupid either. Let's keep him here for now and see what he does next. After the 30th and the first day of the new year, we'll attack him first according to the defense plan!"

"Prime Minister, since we have nothing left anyway, why are we afraid to take another gamble?"

What she said is true. The two of them really have nothing left but a small force. What kind of trouble can they possibly cause?

However, the soldiers in the city seemed quite dissatisfied with them, and Wu Chengye didn't know if he could mobilize them.

“You can do this or that…” The two whispered to each other, plotting in the room until midnight. They thought Hanxuan hadn’t heard anything. He didn’t need to listen; he only needed to guess, because he was always right.

The New Year celebrations in the capital were lively. Wu Ziyan thought she would have a peaceful New Year, at least until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. However, they had to go back to work on the seventh day of the first lunar month.

In the morning, people braved the wind and snow to attend the morning court session. When they arrived, a group of people were shaking the snow off their cloaks at the entrance.

Fortunately, the hall was enclosed and warmer. Wu Ziyan suffered from holiday syndrome, yawning repeatedly and not even wanting to stand in the front row. He wanted to slack off and take a nap in the back.

However, judging from the appearance of the ministers, they all seemed to be in low spirits; apparently, they didn't want to go to work either.

She heard some news during court that shocked her: they had not signed any contract with Bei Rong, so there was no such thing as non-aggression.

The news was that Wu Chengye had defeated the Bei Rong army at Beiyang Pass, capturing several cities in succession. Now, the area outside Beiyang also belonged to the Wu Dynasty!

The people below were shocked. Wu Ziyan's yawn was interrupted, and her mouth was wide open. She thought she hadn't woken up early and that her hearing was faulty.

She glanced around at the people in her faction to confirm her suspicions, and all she received were nods. She had a feeling that things couldn't be that simple. How could she have taken over several cities in Beirong as soon as she arrived?

Even Wu Chengji could only ensure the safety of Beiyang Pass, and she, though impressive, was actually about the same as her. She had hardly ever left the capital, so how did she adapt to that harsh and cold place in just a few days?

Adapting to the situation is one thing, but the most crucial thing is that she can lead troops into battle and conquer cities? Is she some kind of war genius? It's hard to believe!

Those below only murmured amongst themselves, without uttering a sound of discussion. After all, such an incident had just occurred, and now she had performed meritorious service again, making it difficult to judge.

It was the first time I'd ever experienced such a vast hall filled with people, yet it remained completely silent. Who dared to speak? Nobody dared!

The people above only announced the news, without bestowing any rewards or giving any other instructions. Wu Ziyan kept her head down because she always felt that the Empress's gaze was on her.

Please don't call her; she wants to rest for a few more days and doesn't want to go on a business trip so soon. But the Empress didn't say anything.

The rest consisted of planning for the new year, attending court sessions with officials from various states, and handling other trivial matters. Then, the court was adjourned.

Wu Ziyan, knowing she was walking on the road after court, saw Wu Chengling walking ahead and caught up with her: "Third Sister, do you know about what happened today?"

She shook her head. She really didn't know Wu Chengye was so capable. The only possibility was that she had joined forces with Sima Zongcheng.

"Oh, that's good. Third sister, now that you've chosen a side, don't be biased anymore. As for me, I'm not good at anything, but I'm best at weeding!"

Wu Chengling's expression shifted slightly. She looked at Wu Ziyan for a while. The once clueless fourth sister now had clear eyes and a sharp mind, and she seemed almost unrecognizable to her.

She simply smiled and didn't answer. After all, her greatest wish was to survive, which was why she was maneuvering among them.