"Prince, the Emperor has already decreed for the Iron-blood Camp to go to Lin'an to suppress the bandits, a death order," Ye Feng said.
"A death order?"
Yan Sihan's gaze darkened slightly, then he instructed, "You go to the Iron-blood Camp and deliver this Prince's military order to Military Officer Han Yang. Capture some bandits alive and bring them back to the Capital for questioning. Any violation of this will be dealt with by military law!"
"Yes." Ye Feng fist-saluted in agreement.
...
--- Shuanghua Residence.
Today, Zhao Shuang'er came to pay respects, unusually, sitting here for a while without any intention of leaving, first offering gifts, then apologies.
Lin Jiaojiao watched Zhao Shuang'er's toadying with interest, the New Year greetings were indeed appropriate, so much that she even had a moment of almost believing Zhao Shuang'er's sincerity.
