Chapter 58 The First Prince

"I don't quite understand what you mean. Mo Yu, please make it clear to me. What do you mean?" After being stunned for a while, Qingyi asked.

"I mean, my son is mine, and you can't take him away. He will have my surname Mo!"

"What about you? Don't you want to marry me?" Qingyi asked.

"Me! I... I'm a seven-foot man, I, I won't get married." Mo Yu's answer was a little awkward.

"Don't get married? Have you figured it out? Before the battle was over, you took a child back and said his surname was Mo? Your family asked, what did you say?

"You don't have to worry about this!"

"...hahaha" Suddenly, Qingyi knew what awkward he was doing again. Unexpectedly, Long Ying's man would also act coquettishly? Playing tricks?

"What are you laughing at?" Mo Yu asked strangely.

"Laugh at you like my Binghu~~ It's your expression when Binghu is capricious!" Qing Yi said with a smile, "General Mo, haven't you thought about it? What would your family think if you brought home a child surnamed Mo? Before you get married, you have a child around you, even if it is said that it is an adopted child. What will others think of this child?

"...this, I have my own way."

"No, no, this is my son. I won't watch my son be talked about by outsiders. I don't want my son to grow up in such an environment. All right, Mo, let's take a step back." Qing Yi said slowly, "You can take your son back to Yue with you and the Mo family. He is also the eldest grandson of the Mo family. However, after my son's coming-of-age ceremony, I will come to pick up my son back to Fengyi, and at the same time, I will marry you.

"I'll take the name, and you can choose your surname Mo. This is my maximum concession." Qing Yi looked at the child in his hand, and his words were still gentle.

"This... I can marry another Long Ying woman and be my son's mother."

"If you dare, I will kill you." Qing Yi answered very quickly, which surprised Mo Yu a little.

"If you dare to give my son to another woman to raise him, I will send troops to the country. At that time, your son will not be up to you. You will still want to marry, and my son will still be raised by me. But... But at that time, I can't say that you and your son should be raised by another waiter.

"You are delusional!" Mo Yu was angry. She actually said that she would attack her own country, make herself a prisoner, and take her son away! Delusion, she is delusional!!!

"What right do you have to take my son?! You make it clear that you are now in the barracks in our country of Vietnam! It's not up to you!"

Listening to Mo Yu's words, Qing Yi was not angry and said lightly, "Don't say that. I don't want to quarrel with you. However, Mo, you should also think clearly that I am good for my son. You can give your son a good living environment, and so can I. You can't give it to your son, so can I."

"Why do you want my son? You...you, you should be more than my son, right? Moreover, you should have a lot of men..." Mo Yu swallowed the second half of the sentence. As long as he remembered that she was a woman from Fengchuan, he would be very distressed. Didn't he compete with many men? No, his own Longying man, even if he doesn't have a wife, won't go to Fengchuan.

"Because he will be one of the heirs of my Fengyi throne in the future, is this answer... Is Mo satisfied?" Qingyi looked at him and asked.

"...you, what are you talking about?" Mo Yu suspected that his ears were broken. He just heard her say, 'One of the heirs of my Fengyi throne'!? She, she... Who is she?!

"I said that our son is the first prince of Fengyi, my eldest son, and may also be the future heir to the throne. Do you understand?"

"...you, you are..."

Qingyi nodded, "Yes, I am. My name is Mu Qingyi, and I am the magnificent Empress Fengyi.

When she heard her admit it herself, Mo's heart seemed to have knocked over something. In an instant, she had mixed feelings and mixed... She said that she was the Empress Fengyi! The Qinger I love deeply is the promoter of this war, the murderous and cruel... Empress Fengyi!

"I've finished explaining. Mo, make it clear that you really want to do something wrong with my Fengyi?" Qingyi looked at him and sighed, "Even if the State of Yue wants to threaten me with you and your son, I will bring him and you back to my country when my son becomes an adult." I can't abandon you and your son, and I won't ignore them... If you really want to cut off from me and don't let your son go back to China with me. I will take you here by all means..."

"Maybe you don't know that I have some friendship with the king of Panlong Kingdom of Longying. I can ask King Lan Qi to come forward and force you to hand over you and your son. But... do you really want to? Do you want to see my tricks? Huh? Mo Lang..."

"...Is your son important to you?"

"You are equally important. You are my husband."

Both sides were silent for a long time, and then Mo Tsai answered, "I agree with you... My son will return to Fengyi when he becomes an adult, and I will go with him." Qing Yi nodded with a smile, walked to him, picked up his sleeping son, and looked at him again and again. The reluctance in my eyes is really elusive...

"My son... My mother has nothing to give you. Let me give you a little plaything." After saying that, he stuffed his shadow jade in his infuries and muttered, "What should I call you?" ...Mo...Mo..." Qing Yi thought about it carefully and remembered the wanton war situation of the beacon fire now. He couldn't help shaking his head and said, "Call it Long Zhan, Mo Long Zhan."

Hand Xiaolong Zhan to Moyu and seriously told him, "This jade card is for Zhan'er. Don't let the child lose it. It can command all my dead men and bodyguards, as well as any army in my Fengyi world. ...Now the war is fierce, Zhan'er... Zhan'er, I hope he will not encounter such trouble when he grows up. He sighed and said with some loss, "Warn'er will be delivered to you. I'm going to the front line... You should also take Zhan'er back to Vietnam as soon as possible. I will solve these problems as soon as possible. When Fengchuan is unified, I will write to you. After saying that, he walked out of the barracks.

"Qing'er!" Mo Yu's heart was blocked, and he shouted out in a hurry. Qingyi poked out half of his body from behind the scenes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"...small, be careful."

"...hehe, don't worry, I will. Remember, my Fengchuan custom, men's thirteen embroidery, Mo Longzhan's thirteen-year-old, I will go to Yue and go to the Mo family to formally propose marriage to you!" Qing Yi left with a smile.

Looking at his son, Mo Yu had a sense of stability in his heart. Looking at his son's jade card, he thought that she could leave such a valuable thing... Thinking that he and Long Zhan had a place in her heart! Yes, I should believe her. She is the Empress Fengyi and the only ruler of Fengchuan in the future! She... will come back to herself.

"Dragon War... Mo Long War? Ha ha, Long'er? Zhan'er? Zhan'er!! My son!" Holding his son, Mo Yu smiled happily.

Let's say that Qingyi left the military camp of Yue with his own guards. Without too much stay, he rushed directly to our camp. There were a lot of people coming and going in the tent. Qing Yi also saw many familiar faces when he walked in. They were gathering to listen to Hongjin's analysis of the situation.

When he caught a glimpse of Qingyi, Hongjin just nodded and continued to speak.

Qing Yi also listened and was expected to go to the sand table.

At present, my army is under the royal city of Nanlin, and in front of it is 70,000 by the allied forces of Fengchuan, plus the garrison of the royal city of Nanlin, it is about 120,000. 120,000 people are not a small number. They are thinking that Qingyi is trying to clean up this remaining military force at once!

"Emperor, we are short of troops. Do we still need support for this battle? It will take five days for the fastest army nearby to come. Hong Jin asked Qing Yi, and heard her answer, "No, I don't have five days. Without waiting for reinforcements, what we need is tactics. Qing Yi said decisively. Looking at the trend on the sand table, his brain is quickly calculating the best results.

"In this way, General Red, you take our general military strength to wait for the sound of the whistle in front of the royal city. As soon as you hear the whistle, you will immediately attack the city; General Geng, you take a team of 100 people and set a fire in the west outside the royal city. Don't open fire, just smoke!"

"Order!" Geng answered with full confidence.

"Ming Jiu, you also lead the team of 100 people. In the east of the royal city, you also set a fire, just smoke. As soon as you listen to the order, set fire immediately. Qingyi looked at the sand table and said with a smile, "The rest of the people, go lightly! The cavalry is in front, and the infantry is behind. The generals lead the troops together and rush into the king city, and then you can take the king city!"

"Tonight, the swirl and the heron will explore the royal city with me at night! The three of us will make a scene tonight. You set fire and smoke outside the city. As long as you hear the order, you will rush in! The gate, we will open it for you. Do you remember it all?"

"Yes, emperor!"

Qingyi looked at them and nodded, thinking that it's time to turn over the old debts tonight... Damn it, kill it.