The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

"Miss, why did you put the sword under the bed? And is this sword..." Qing'er blinked.

"Well, His Majesty found it and gave it to me." Jin Changge explained in an inaudible voice, and then quickly said: "Okay, stop making trouble and go back to your bed." Then he got out of bed.

Qing'er's mouth corners gradually lifted, and she got off the bed, handed the sword to Jin Changge, then neatly made the bed, and then pulled Jin Changge to bed.

Jin Changge opened the inner bed and put the sword back, but when she turned around, she saw Qing'er was already lying on the bed, lying on her side, with her hand supporting her chin and smiling at her.

Looking at this meaningless smile, Jin Changge reached out and covered her face: "What are you doing? Why don't you go back?"

Qing Er pushed her hand away, jumped inside, hugged her and said with a smile: "If you want to sleep with the young lady, you will have fewer opportunities in the future."

"No, the bed is small and you, a fat girl, are squeezing me uncomfortable." Jin Changge twisted his body.

"Miss, don't talk nonsense. I just have a lot of fat on my face, but my body is not fat at all." Qing'er refused to leave. Jin Changge didn't really want to chase her away, so he gave up.

"Then go to bed quickly and stop talking." She closed her eyes and muttered.

"Okay." Qing'er agreed with a smile and lay down next to her.

Jin Changge slowly calmed down. After crying and making such a fuss, she was indeed getting tired. But in just a moment, she was drowsy and about to fall asleep.

Qing'er still kept her eyes open and turned her head to look at her.

It must have been close to midnight, and everything was quiet except for the faint chirping of insects outside the window. Qing'er finally turned around and gently placed her hand on Jin Changge's waist.

After a while, Qing'er gradually felt sleepy. Her drooping eyelids gradually closed, but she uttered soft words like a dream:

“That’s good…”

Along with the mumbling in his sleep, a gust of night wind blew in from the open window, and the gauze curtains gathered on the bedposts fluttered away.

That night, the two girls on the bed slept particularly peacefully.

-

Three days later, in the afternoon.

In the temporary anchorage area, the ship returning from the near sea finally appeared in Lucat's telescope.

The deputy general Leto was also holding a telescope in his hand. When he saw the ship approaching from afar, the corners of his mouth gradually rose, and then he chuckled:

"They are back, Marshal."

Unlike Leto's smiling face, Lucat's expression became particularly solemn after seeing the ship returning.

He put down the telescope and frowned, "We actually let them come back like this."

"This isn't right." Lucat stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

But at this moment, a whistle sounded from a distance, and Leto spoke:

"Marshal, another meeting is about to begin."

Lucat, who was lost in thought, interrupted his thoughts and said in a muffled voice: "Hmm."

Soon, Lucat led a group of people onto the boat specially used for meetings, and quite a few people were already sitting at the table.

As soon as he looked over, he saw Augustus sitting at the table with his arms folded, talking excitedly.

"I said that the people from Daqian wouldn't dare to do anything to them!"

"Although it's two or three days late, it's been sent back, isn't it?"

Lucat found an empty chair away from Augustus and sat down. He didn't want to be splashed with Augustus' saliva.

Just as Lucat sat down, someone sat down on the empty chair next to him. It was Mueller from the Federal Fleet.

"Why is it this guy? !"

Lucat immediately wanted to get up and change his position. Although Mueller was always taciturn and not like Augustus, the mad dog who always barked and roared, Lucat knew that Mueller was a more terrifying man. This was his intuition.

However, Lucat did not change his position in the end. After all, Muller was already sitting next to him, and it would be too offensive to stand up and change his position at this time.

At this time, Mueller spoke.

"This is not being sent back." He sat in the chair, his eyes facing the sea, his gloomy eyes fixed on the ship that was heading towards this side.

Augustus was stunned when he heard this, but then he smiled and said, "We have so many warships gathered here, do they dare to send ships?"

"Hahaha." He looked at the others with a smile, and his gaze stayed on Lucat for two more seconds.

The others just followed suit and didn't dare to say anything else.

August crossed his legs and continued:

"Wait for Lu Wang to come over, and then we'll know what Da Qian's attitude is."

"But it goes without saying that the fact that Luwang can come back already shows their attitude."

"It seems that we don't need to wait for the Sari people to arrive. We should be able to go there first."

After he finished speaking, Lucat raised his eyes and glanced at Augustus, cursing him in his heart as "fool".

Not to mention that it is still unclear what Lu Wang and his crew experienced on this trip. Even if Daqian was really frightened by what Lu Wang said, he could not easily sail to Nangang.

You should know that this trip to Daqian was coordinated by the Kingdom of Sari. Although they have not come yet, how dare you, the Hungarian Kingdom, say that you want to go to Nangang first? This is not only an offense to the Kingdom of Sari, but also a great contempt for Daqian.

Daqian’s navy has already demonstrated some strength. That may be their full strength, but it may also be just the tip of the iceberg. Does such a country really make you feel weak?

During this trip, I have personally verified the errors in the intelligence. We can no longer describe this country as "weak and incompetent". This means we must take it seriously and never let our guard down.

You haven't even called Luwang up for questioning yet, but you've already thought of landing.

'Foolish, arrogant, and a rude egomaniac! You will pay the price for this sooner or later!'

Lucat complained in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. He covered his mouth with one hand and just watched the ship approaching.

After Augustus said this, he found that Muller and Lucat remained silent, while the others all looked timid. His face suddenly darkened.

Several days had passed since the last discussion on this ship, but the fleet of the Sarri Kingdom had still not arrived, and there was no news from Luwang and his party who were sailing to Nangang. Augustus had been waiting for these days and was becoming extremely impatient.

Fortunately, now that Luwang has finally appeared, it is time to deploy the next step of action. I was just tentatively suggesting an early landing, but they did not respond at all.

Do we really have to wait until the people from the Sarijik Kingdom come before we go to Daqian? How long do we have to wait? If they don't come, who knows what will happen? If there are storms and it takes ten days or half a month, are we really going to wait on the sea? Fresh water and food are being consumed every day. Are you really not in a hurry?

Thinking of this, Augustus turned his head with a cold face and looked at Luwang and his group who were already under inspection.

The ship had already dropped anchor, and the guards sent out a small boat to pick it up, only picking up the people and not the ship. This was of course also a move to avoid risks.

At this moment, the guards had already arrived by boat with Luwang.