"Ayan..."

Du Wan'er hugged Zhao Yan and started crying bitterly.

It took a long time before she stopped crying.

"Are Huangjie and Fengcai still in the inn?"

After crying, Du Wan'er calmed down and asked.

"I had asked Feng Cai to leave the paradise with the emperor sister and the children. Without checking out, I went directly to the west of the city. Feng Cai, the former shadow stronghold, knew a place, and there were many people there, and there would be no problem for a while."

Seeing that Du Wan'er had really calmed down, Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"Ayan, Xiaoli, I have an idea in my mind now. Don't wait for Zhao Jue to commit suicide. Let's take action quickly and take back what we should have!"

Du Wan'er sat down, looked at Zhao Yan, and then looked at Xiaoli.

"Master, tell me! I will give you all my help!"

Xiaoli stopped persuading her.

Originally, its relationship with Du Wan'er was what Du Wan'er said and it should be.

In the past, Du Wan'er was used to discussing everything with Xiaoli, but now that she has decided, it will definitely not stop it.

Only by doing all his strength to help Du Wan'er complete this.

"On the island, there are currently 150,000 troops, 150,000 troops in Liaodong, and 30,000 troops in Goryeo. In Zhao Jue's hands, we can calculate according to all the soldiers who follow him, and the total number is only 400,000 troops. Let's fight a tough battle."

"Let Duke Lu lead his 150,000 troops south, leave 50,000 around the capital, and lead 100,000 to the south of the Yangtze River. The 100,000 troops of the island stabilize the place west of the capital. My uncle and his 30,000 troops stayed in Goryeo. And we, with Duke Lu's 50,000 troops and Qingfeng, said that the 50,000 people who were staying in the capital waiting for us to come back, directly rushed to the palace and took Zhao Jue."

"We have the imperial seal in our hands. At that time, Duke Qi and his grandfather will come back. If Ayan, you stand up, at least half of the people will support you."

"As for the people? What do we care about so much about them now? If we want to be this emperor, they just need to live a good life. I don't want them to rebel, who doesn't want to live a stable life?"

"Don't promise them anything, let them do what they want, and have some iron-blooded wrists."

"After time, they will know who is good to them. No one will remember what happened before."

Du Wan'er's back was straight and her eyes were firm. She now had the aura of a superior.

In the past, the gentleness and skill that she had shown in her was gone.

"But... the master is right! Just do it!"

Xiaoli wanted to say something, but she only said the word "Ke" and immediately changed her words.

"It's okay! Wan'er, you and I join hands together, just treat the cruel and unkind emperor and queen who killed their nephew and seized the throne?! As long as you are happy, I will accompany you at any time!"

Zhao Yan took Du Wan'er's hand and said cheerfully.

He felt that breath in his heart finally spit out.

Who knows how frustrating he has been these days.

Go to his wise emperor?

He is about to be a tyrant, so who can do what he can do?

He likes to grab things, and he has the ability to grab them from him!

Du Wan'er looked at Zhao Yan's appearance and suddenly realized that this was A Yan's thought. Before, they had influenced him, and it was all for her that he suppressed his inner thoughts.
Chapter completed!