Heavenly Dao Formula

In the afternoon, the heavy rain gradually subsided.

Without the threat of the wild night, it can be said that it came just right. All the fire points in the city were extinguished, and the thick smoke that had been rising all day and night was finally suppressed.

The princess thought that there was still a fierce battle waiting for her, but the information brought back by the reconnaissance team from the front line was quite surprising. Seeing that the battle situation was not right, the mighty gunboat was hit by the black mist while sailing and evacuating, and half of the hull collapsed. At this time, it was pushed to the shore of the estuary by the current and ran aground.

There were no signs of enemy activity around the ship. Considering the wind, rain and night, the surviving sailors from the Dongsheng Kingdom had probably abandoned the ship and fled.

After that, a thorough search of the north and east of the city was carried out to prevent enemies from hiding in the houses. At the same time, some residents are allowed to enter the city one after another to reduce the supply pressure of the camp.

Ning Wanjun naturally did not forget the instigator of all this - the Wang family. Although this family was not the direct murderer who caused the catastrophe in Jinxia City, to some extent they are even more hateful than the murderer.

She handed over the search of the Wang family to Xu Sanzhong and Eunuch Li.

Of course, she wanted Xia Fan to take charge of this matter at first, but the other party rejected the proposal.

Two days later.

"Can I move?"

"Please hold on for a while longer." Qiuyue wrapped the bandage around her arm twice more, and finally fixed it on the princess's back. "Okay, will you try the shadow to affect your activities?"

Ning Wanjun turned her arms around and took two deep breaths, "The front chest... feels a little tight."

"Ah, that's okay, I know the size of His Highness best." Qiuyue clapped her hands and said, "Tie it tightly so that it won't pull the wound on your shoulder."

"Your Highness, I'm here to see you." Mo Yun pushed open the door of the bedroom, saw Ning Wanjun's shirtless appearance and hurriedly retreated, "Uh... I didn't know you were changing the bandage."

"It's okay, this is a common occurrence in the army." Ning Wanjun said disapprovingly, "Come in and talk."

Mo Yun hesitated for a while, but finally curiosity got the upper hand. She re-entered the room and pretended to look around, but the corner of her eye remained on the princess.

It was the first time she had seen the princess unbuttoning her clothes—the other's chest and left shoulder were tightly wrapped, while the right shoulder and abdomen were exposed. There is no trace of fat on Ning Wanjun's flat lower abdomen, and the lines on both sides of the navel spread out evenly, connecting with the ribs. The shoulders look round and fair, and half of the clavicle is slightly inclined, which completely sets off the curve of the neck, making it look exquisite and exquisite. It's hard to imagine that such a petite body can burst out with unimaginable strength, even if it gallops on the battlefield, it will not lose the wind in the slightest.

"The wound on the shoulder...is it better?"

"That wasn't a fatal injury in the first place, and it's basically fine now." Ning Wanjun said lightly.

"It's not that simple," Qiuyue retorted, "If this injury is placed on the maidservant, she may have to rest in bed for a month. If it is placed on Sister Mo Yun—"

"Okay. Mo Yun won't go to the battlefield, how can you assume that."

"The servant girl just wants to remind His Highness that even a person who is sensitive to qi has a limit to how much injury he can bear. And... it is far from harmless, right?" Qiuyue put a cotton towel on her shoulder, "Look... ...bleeding again."

"Your Highness...Ning Wanjun," Mo Yun frowned, "Do you have to rush to the front? I don't know much about military formations, but I read all the history books, and there is no royal family who will take the lead in the expedition Charge?"

"So none of them can really control an army." Ning Wanjun smiled, "How do you think I managed to attract so many soldiers willing to follow me in such a short period of time?"

Before Mo Yun could speak, she went on to say, "It's actually very simple. First, I can lead them to victory. Second, I will be rewarded for my meritorious deeds and punished for my demerits. Soldiers will never trust those who sit in temples the most." They are not emperors or ministers, but generals who can fight bloody battles with them and win. Maybe one day in the future, I don’t have to put everything in front of me and I can be sure of winning. At that time, I am qualified to consider such issues. But at least for now, I I must first ensure that I can win all the time, so that I have a chance to bring down an enemy whose strength is far superior to mine."

Mo Yun opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say any words of dissuasion. Although she hoped that the other party would be safe and sound, she also knew in her heart that if she lost the battle in the name of safety, it would only put the princess in a more dangerous situation.

After all, the road she was going to take was an extremely steep and thorny road.

Mo Yun silently made up his mind that he must perfect the various designs of the mechanism beast as soon as possible, and put mass production on the agenda as soon as possible.

The potential of Jinxia City's first battle mechanism beast has undoubtedly been revealed - she believes that once such equipment can be equipped with hundreds, no, even a dozen people, it will greatly improve the princess's chances of winning.

"By the way, where is Xia Fan?" Ning Wanjun put on a loose robe, and then tightened his belt, "He doesn't seem to have visited me these two days."

"This... actually exists." Qiuyue quickly explained——if it was before, she wished that the princess didn't know about it, "He came to the bedroom the night after the war, but you just served He fell asleep after taking the medicine, so he didn't stay long. Now...he should be in the villa too."

"Did you come at night... He really doesn't pick the time." Ning Wanjun chuckled, "Forget it, I happen to have something to ask him."

"Let him come to see you?" Qiuyue immediately answered.

Ning Wanjun thought for a while, "No need, I've been holding back for two days, so let's go for a walk."

Walking to the gate of the side courtyard, the princess waved her hand, signaling to the guards that there was no need to report, and walked into the courtyard alone.

Two days after it cleared up, there was no trace of heavy rain in the villa. The sun was shining outside, and there was a warm feeling on the body.

Xia Fan was lying on the bench and resting with his eyes closed, but his head was not resting on a pillow, but on the legs of the fox demon. Li seemed to let him be like this, holding a book in both hands and reading it carefully.

There was obviously something wrong with this scene, but Ning Wanjun felt an inexplicable sense of tranquility and harmony.

Seeing the princess coming, Li Xian bowed his head slightly, then put down his book, and patted Xia Fan on the forehead.

The latter turned around, "It's agreed, you can rely on it for as long as you want after you're safe."

"That being said, are you sure you want to do the same in front of the Princess Hall?"

Xia Fan opened his eyes immediately and sat up. After looking at Ning Wanjun, he pretended to be nonchalant and glanced at the sky, "The weather is really nice today."

Ning Wanjun was amused, what kind of cover-up is this, it's too perfunctory!

Probably in the entire Jinxia City, he is the only one who dares to do such nonsense.

That's right, nonsense, not disrespect.

Because he didn't do it on purpose, this state is normal for him.

"It's really good." Ning Wanjun shrugged, and then he was reminded by the stabbing pain from his shoulders that the injury had not healed, "You obviously have time to bask in the sun here, why don't you go to raid the Wang family? I can't give you a knighthood, and confiscation is the biggest reward I can give so far."

It is a default rule for all parties to fill their own pockets while copying the seal.

"Crafts need to be picked and picked, and what can be taken away is limited. Unless it is a professional, it will not bring happiness to people, so I will not get involved in this kind of thing." Xia Fan stood up, "Your Highness What's the matter with coming to see me?"

Silver can't bring happiness, but leaning on the lap of the fox demon can? Ning Wanjun couldn't understand this preference.

She decided to ignore the other party's explanation, "Well, Wang Qingzhi is dead."