At the same time, Kulun City, thousands of miles away from the capital of Yan Kingdom, was ushering in the first snow of the year. A palace maid was holding a jade-carved white jade bowl with warm medicine inside. Just as she was about to cover it with a wooden cover, she saw a white snow falling on it.

The palace maid was shocked and hurriedly looked up, and saw snowflakes falling from the sky.

"It's snowing..."

She murmured.

The busy people in the pharmacy stopped when they heard this, gathered at the window and looked out. The snow fell very quickly. After a short while, a thin layer was already laid on the windowsill. Someone reached out to pick up a few snowflakes and said in surprise: "Why did the snow come so early this year?"

Another old man who was guarding the medicine stove curled up in his already-plucked jacket, sucking his nose while saying, "In recent years, the weather has been getting colder and colder, and it has become worse and worse in life."

A group of people couldn't help but talk: "Yes, how could it be so cold in previous years?"

"I don't know if I have saved enough for the forage this year."

"I heard that in a village, a large number of cattle and sheep were frozen to death."

While everyone was talking, a palace maid hurried over and urged, "Why can't you go over? Your Majesty is waiting for the medicine!"

The little palace maid hurriedly covered the lid and walked out with a tray.

As you walk fast, the snow is getting heavier and heavier.

When he finally walked to the door of the bedroom, he found that the door was closed and several guards stood at the door. When he saw her coming, he immediately reached out to stop him. The little palace maid looked down at the medicine on the tray and said softly: "But, Your Majesty wants to use medicine."

A guard said coldly: "Several adults are discussing important matters with His Majesty inside, and the medicine will be used later."

The little palace maid could not do so, so she could only carefully hold the tray and retreat aside.

At the same time, inside the gate of the bedroom, four or five braziers were placed in several corners of the bedroom and beside the bed. Although it was already snowing outside, the palace was steaming hot. Several ministers standing by the bed couldn't help but raise their hands to wipe their sweat, but the person lying on the bed had a slim face, and his face was cold, which made people feel cold all over his body at just a glance.

This person is nothing else, but Monk, the king of the Nong Kingdom.

He was already extremely thin. He was originally romantic and as if he had been pulled away with his body, he was left with a sickly gloomy feeling. Of course, he was indeed sick, and he was very sick, with a heavy quilt covering his body, just like the heavy snow outside was about to crush the last dry branch.

At this moment, although there were a few ministers standing in the hall, everyone did not say a word, and the dull atmosphere was like a big stone pressing on everyone's hearts.

Monk couldn't help but coughed several times while covering his mouth.

Although the coughing sound of burning lungs and liver-firing was not loud, it was so dull that it sounded like someone was punching him in the back. When several ministers around him heard this sound, they looked at each other and showed an uneasy expression on their faces.

Mandu finally couldn't help but step forward: "Your Majesty--"

Before he could finish his words, Munch raised his hand and stopped him from continuing.

Mandu could only stand in place, his face, which had already grown a lot a little sad. After coughing, his face was pale and his eyes were red. Monk, who looked up panting and looked at him. When he opened his mouth, he was even breathless and said, "You, say it again."

Several ministers lowered their heads and looked carefully at Mandu.

Mandu said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, Yan State has been making frequent moves recently. When they heard that they had suddenly allocated a large amount of food and grass to the Great Wall Moat, I am afraid that they will launch a war against our country soon."

Hearing this sentence, Monk's face became even more ugly.

He gritted his teeth hard. Because he was too thin, the contour on his face made him look particularly ferocious. He wanted to be a sick wolf, but even though he was dying, he still bared his fangs. At some point, he would bit off the throat of the person in front of him.

Several ministers originally came to discuss countermeasures with him, but when they saw him in this way, they didn't even dare to speak.

The long silence made the breathing sounds in this quiet palace so harsh, especially Munch's deep breathing. He gritted his teeth and said slowly after a long time: "Zhu Feng, Zhu Feng is finally coming."

"His Majesty,"

As soon as he saw a little red light flashing in his red eyes, Mandu hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The weather this year is different from usual. It was snowing heavily in just October. Moreover, the grass on the grassland has long been frozen. There is not enough food for winter this year. How can we experience a big war? I'm afraid we can't-"

“…”

Monksenson glanced at him.

The ministers following behind him looked at me, and I looked at you. Although they had already passed the air before they came, they all had this opinion, but they didn't know how long Munch had remembered that revenge that arrow was, and he had long wanted to take revenge - especially after the disappearance of Empress Xiu Yun, although Munch still looked like a person, his actions were like a crazy beast. Even half a year ago, a concubine who was pregnant for May but unfortunately miscarried was thrown into a dry well in anger by him.

These ministers dare not speak because they are afraid that they will be killed by him if they say something wrong.

At this time, the only one who dares to speak is probably the only one who has left.

Monkson looked at him coldly for a long time. Although Mandu was cautious, he did not retreat at this moment, as if he was insisting on what he had just said.

It took me a long time before Monk slowly said, "The food and grass are coming, who is leading the troops?"

Mandu said: "The leader is still unknown, but—"

“But what?”

"But, from the army that escorts food and grass to the scale of opening the road, it is very likely that the person who leads the troops is—"

He dared not say it because he knew that if Zhu Feng was mentioned, then Monk would probably lead his army to fight to the death with Zhu Feng. But in his current situation, don't talk about it. Even if he moves, the people around him will be careful, for fear that he will not be able to catch up in one breath.

But this matter is of great importance and we must not ignore it.

Sure enough, even though Monk didn't say the last few words, he had already fully understood it.

He sat on the head of the bed. Although his whole body was still erect and withered like dead branches that were almost broken by snow outside his school, a little light suddenly flashed in his eyes, which was a little almost fanatical light, as if it was about to burn the last trace of life in his body.

"Zhu Feng, Zhu Feng..."

He murmured, "Is he actually coming?"

“…”

"Is he going to fight to the death with me?"

“…”

"Fight to the death..."
Chapter completed!