Bai Qingyan, along the way, had received intermittent news from Yan Kingdom. Xiao Rongyan was ruthless in his methods, managing to subdue the imperial kin. Whether it was food or medicine, whoever dared to hoard and inflate prices at this critical moment was executed by Xiao Rongyan. After dealing with one or two towns, the rest knew better and dared not act up.
She turned a page of the book, thinking in her heart... soon, very soon, they would all be together. She wondered if the clothes Mother made for A Yan would fit. Perhaps Mother made outfits for A Yan for every season, spring, summer, autumn, and winter!
Wei Zhong lifted the quilted curtain and came in, carrying two bowls of snow frog pigeon soup in his hands, which he gently placed on the small table of golden nanmu, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty... the snow is visibly getting heavier."
First, there were snow pellets, then the snowflakes began to fall. This snow would evidently accumulate, and if they set off tomorrow, the icy roads would be difficult to travel.
Bai Qingyan looked toward the window lattice upon hearing this, vaguely seeing the courtyard already covered in a white expanse.
"I heard, outside Bianliang City, there is a Qinghe Temple with a rare snow scene. If we’re stranded here for a while and Your Majesty gets bored... I could escort Your Majesty and King Gaoyi to see it tomorrow."
Bai Qingyan shook the book in her hands, smiling, "I’m no longer a child, do I still need Eunuch Wei to entertain me? Forget it... if the snow makes traveling difficult tomorrow, we’ll wait until it stops. Let’s not go to admire the snow. It’d only trouble the soldiers, they’d still have to brave the snow and follow us. Better let them rest more."
"Understood!" Wei Zhong replied with a smile, going off to make arrangements.
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The heavy snow was pouring down, showing signs of increasing intensity.
Inside the Prince of Xiping’s mansion, the guards ensured no one could approach the study by surrounding it tightly.
The Xiping Prince of the Yan Kingdom, Murong She, laid out the map on the desk and gathered with his counselors to discuss how to kill Murong Yan and Bai Qingyan.
"We can’t arbitrarily mobilize our army. Any mobilization must be successful in one blow. Otherwise, with the Regent Prince’s numerous spies, any movement on our part... could very well reach the Regent Prince’s ears!"
"Indeed, the Regent Prince is cunning. If word gets out and we fail to kill that traitor, he might recall the army stationed in the Da Zhou. We won’t be able to handle that!"
The Prince of Xiping straightened up, pointing out two lines on the map. "Yesterday, I received letters from several other Vassal Kings. They all noted that the Da Zhou Emperor’s route and the Regent Prince’s patrol route seem to be heading towards Quwo! According to the current pace, by the time the Regent Prince reaches our Xiping, the Da Zhou Emperor might just arrive at Danzhou, which borders our Xiping!"
"So, the Prince of Xiping’s idea is to ambush here?" One of the Xiping Prince’s counselors circled a spot on the map with his fingertip.
The Prince of Xiping nodded, "However, it depends on whether the Regent Prince and the Da Zhou Emperor arrive simultaneously. If not, we’ll have to make a choice! Do we kill the Da Zhou Emperor or the Regent Prince?"
"Naturally, we should kill the Regent Prince. Without the death of the Regent Prince, the Vassal Kings and kin will not have a good life. The Da Zhou has already abolished the Vassal states. If after the gambling state the Regent Prince hands over our Yan Kingdom, would the Da Zhou Emperor tolerate the existence of Vassal Kings?"

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