Chapter 93: Cruel Prince 42

After Tang Wan finished preparing everything she planned to bring, Feng Qitong’s expedition plans were also officially finalized.

As soon as the news spread, even those who had once feared Feng Qitong couldn’t help admiring him.

This was the Crown Prince!

Now he had personally volunteered to head to the border and lead troops into battle!

Such courage was something none of the other princes possessed.

...

Second Prince’s Mansion.

After learning that war had broken out at the border, the Second Prince and Fifth Prince became even more convinced of Tang Qingzhu’s predictions.

“Second Imperial Brother, just like Qingzhu said, Feng Qitong is really going to the border now!”

“Next... it’ll finally be our opportunity!”

With Feng Qitong gone from the capital, it was naturally the perfect chance for them to seize influence and power.

The Second Prince maintained his usual modest smile.

But in his mind, he was already imagining the scene one year later—

sitting upon the imperial throne.

To awaken holding the power of the world,

and fall asleep beside beautiful women—

what greater joy could there be?

...

Soon, it was the end of the month.

After choosing an auspicious date, Feng Qitong officially departed with an army of two hundred thousand soldiers.

Sitting inside the carriage, Tang Wan lifted the curtain and glanced outside at the endless sea of troops.

The sight left her somewhat stunned.

At that moment, Feng Qitong rode over on horseback.

Dressed in silver-white battle armor, his entire presence looked even colder and more imposing than usual.

“Ai Consort,” he said.

“If you feel even the slightest discomfort, you must tell Gu immediately.”

“Once we reach Shilipo, Gu will ride in the carriage with you.”

Hearing this, Tang Wan nodded obediently.

“Mm!”

...

After the army marched more than ten li, Feng Qitong indeed dismounted and entered the carriage.

Tang Wan immediately poured him a cup of hot tea.

At the same time, she reached out and touched his palm to check whether he was cold.

Only after discovering his hands were warm did she finally relax.

Feng Qitong smiled faintly before taking a sip of tea.

He thought secretly:

Sure enough, bringing Wanwan along had been the correct decision.

Even the boring task of marching now felt much more enjoyable.

...

Ancient times were nothing like the modern era.

There were no vehicles, tanks, or other conveniences.

Cavalry could move somewhat faster on horseback, but infantry troops relied entirely on their own legs.

As a result, it took more than twenty days for the army to travel from the capital to Yanmen Pass at the border.

After arriving, the Seventh Prince immediately came over to greet them.

“Imperial Brother, you’re finally here!”

“Damn that Zhao State! I don’t know what’s been happening lately, but somehow they’ve been able to predict my every move.”

“I’ve already lost two battles because of it!” the Seventh Prince said angrily.

Every time he heard Zhao soldiers shouting provocations beneath the city walls, he wanted nothing more than to rush out and fight them to the death.

But reason told him he couldn’t act recklessly.

He had already been suppressing his frustration for a long time.

After hearing this, Feng Qitong replied calmly:

“There’s no need to rush.”

“The army has only just arrived. Arrange the troops first.”

“Afterward, we’ll discuss strategy.”

The Seventh Prince immediately nodded.

At that moment, Tang Wan stepped down from the carriage.

Seeing her, the Seventh Prince stared blankly for a moment.

“Sister-in-law? Why are you here?”

Then he instinctively looked toward Feng Qitong.

...

Feng Qitong stepped forward and naturally took Tang Wan’s hand into his own.

Then, with obvious pride, he said to the Seventh Prince:

“Wanwan specially came here together with Gu.”

The Seventh Prince instantly understood.

Thinking about Tang Wan’s special ability to calm Feng Qitong’s condition, everything immediately made sense.

Still...

he somehow felt that his imperial brother was deliberately showing off affection.

...

Afterward, the Seventh Prince quickly went to arrange accommodations for the troops.

Meanwhile, Feng Qitong’s tent was also prepared immediately, complete with burning charcoal braziers for warmth.

After personally settling Tang Wan inside the tent, Feng Qitong headed toward the central command tent to discuss military matters with the generals.