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Xiao Cheng frowned deeply.
The letter Miao Jing brought back was only handwritten by Xiao Rong.
There wasn't a single word from Feng Yun.
After pondering in silence for a moment, Xiao Cheng looked at Feng Ying, who was silently weeping, "You may leave now."
Feng Ying knew he was not in the mood for idle chat and obediently responded before adding, "It's getting cold. I've made two sets of winter clothes for Your Majesty in Tai City and handed them to Ping'an. Remember to put them on."
Xiao Cheng hummed in response and waved his hand at a eunuch.
"Go, call Yan Buxi, Kou Shan, and Xie Congguang."
When the Emperor summons, the generals run swiftly.
By the time Yan Buxi arrived, Xie Congguang and Kou Shan were already there. Upon hearing that Xiao Rong had fallen into the hands of Jin Army, Yan Buxi's face immediately changed color.
"Your Majesty offered such generous terms, yet Pei Jue refuses to negotiate. Now that he has taken the princess hostage, I fear..."
