Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

There is also an inexplicable sense of ominous déjà vu.

Shouldn't it be, it's just the calm before the storm.

...

as predicted.

The escaped King Beihu and his daughter, before they escaped from the imperial capital, were surprised to find that Bei Xiu's body didn't seem to be in serious trouble at all.

After he fled all the way, he successfully brought his daughter back to the Beihu Palace, and after careful examination by the imperial doctor in the palace, the results he got even more stunned him.

His daughter has no miscarriage at all!

After being confirmed by all the imperial physicians in turn, that king and grandson... bah, that scumbag is still living in the beautiful belly!

But looking at the letter of resignation sent from Xuanyuan all the way, and the "decree" that some territorial cities and cities sent back because of his "broken contract", King Beihu was shocked to realize that his own was actually a trick!

Everything, but Situ Ling didn't want to marry his daughter, and wanted to get back the things that his dead father sent out, so he did this, and he forced himself and Xiu to such a situation!

Thinking of this, King Beihu suddenly became furious, and immediately ordered that all troops and horses in the whole territory should be put into a state of training and preparation, ready to attack Xuanyuan, and destroy the hatred in his heart that made him humiliating!

Knowing this unexpected news, and looking at Situ Ling and the others in the courtroom who were still calm, the doubts in Captain Ouyang's heart were about to explode.

At the same time, he received a confidential letter from Beihu.

After reading the cooperation plan proposed by King Beihu, the old lieutenant was overjoyed, and a bold idea could not help but arise spontaneously.

...

The eve of going to the battlefield.

Feng Lan had just finished discussing the strategy for this time with Situ Ling and the others, and returned to her side hall.

However, he found that the little girl in his family, who was supposed to prepare for the battlefield in the General's Mansion, slipped over quietly carrying the burden of a boss.

Seeing that he finally came back, the little guy's soft eyes suddenly lit up, he jumped out of the chair, hugged the pack, and ran up to him.

Opened it, and poured a large amount of things directly into the man's arms.

"...Well, this is the distribution map of Beihu's hidden line in the imperial capital, and this is the distribution map of the dark guards in the Taiwei's Mansion..."

Xiang Xing carefully introduced the GPS maps she had copied overnight, then took out a small oiled paper bag from her sleeve and stuffed it into Feng Lan's hand, "And this , I brought it from Xiang Junxian, it can be used to deal with Captain Ouyang, the way to use it is..."

"How afraid are you of my mission failure that you prepared so many things for me?"

Feng Lan smiled helplessly, and put the blueprint in her arms on the small tea table beside her.

Immediately, he stretched out his arms and embraced the little guy in his arms.

"...Ah, I still have something..."

Suddenly, Xiang Xing struggled subconsciously, muttering in his mouth.

But suddenly he felt that his arms were hugging even tighter than usual.

She was stunned, only to hear the hoarse and low voice, which suddenly lingered slowly.

"I think I should be more persistent in front of the Holy Master."

In the tender and pampering room, there was a hint of unease that was hidden in his ears, "In this way, I can go to the northern border with you."

"..."

Hearing this, the little guy couldn't help opening his soft eyes.

Xingtong turned slightly, but she laughed lowly, and also learned the tone of a man, "Brother Fenglan is so afraid of me losing the battle that he wants to go with me?"