Chapter 857
Nan Yu nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "I know."

"I have entrusted you with a heavy responsibility, you have disappointed me so much!" Nan Chicheng stared at Nan Yu, feeling the urge to slap him to death.

What happened this time made the surrounding hostile countries look at Dacheng covetously, because they knew that Dacheng lost Xiping, and also lost most of Dacheng's most valiant elite.

At this time, Dacheng was like a piece of fat being stared at by a wolf's skin, and everyone wanted to devour it.

Whenever a hostile country sends troops to provoke, Dacheng will be faced with a situation of being besieged on all sides.
Nan Yu didn't think too much about it. He felt that it was just a loss of Xiping. Dacheng has a vast territory, and there is no shortage of Xiping.

He said lightly: "Father, it's lucky that my son came back alive, otherwise you would have lost not only Xiping, but also a son."

After Nan Yu's words fell, Nan Chicheng only felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his chest.

Can't go up and down.

He never expected Nan Yu to say such a thing.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and it took him a while to squeeze out a sentence: "Whose sons are those soldiers who died on the battlefield?!"

After a sentence fell, Nan Yu opened his lips in astonishment and closed them again, speechless.

Nan Chicheng kept rubbing his brows.

A dull voice resounded through the hall.

"From today onwards, the military power of the Hussars will be taken back. From now on, you will stay in your Yuning Palace to be your Prince Yuning, and don't go to the Jinluan Palace anymore."

Hearing this, Nan Yu's mind suddenly went blank.

Although this was the ending that had been expected for a long time, when the father's words fell, he was still beaten painfully as if he had been hit in the head.

He sat decadently on the spot, and after a moment of stunned, he arched his hands.

"My son knows that he has no face to face his father, the common people, and even those soldiers. His father withdraws his military power, and his son should obey the order."

At this time, Gong Jiu brewed a cup of strong tea and entered the hall, walked quickly to the desk with small steps, and put it down gently in front of Nan Chicheng.

Nan Chicheng raised the teacup and drank the strong tea in the quilt.

Seeing Nan Chicheng's extremely ugly face, Gong Jiu sighed silently in his heart.

Once the emperor's anger is over today, Princess Mu has to continue to prescribe prescriptions for him to recuperate
The air in the Golden Luan Hall was so quiet that there was no sound, and the tense atmosphere was rising steadily.

Nan Chicheng spat out two words to Nan Yu: "Get out!"

A few words fell down loudly, and Nan Yu immediately crawled out of the Golden Luan Hall.

Nan Ye glanced at the direction in which Nan Yu was leaving, feeling extremely gloating in his heart, but he tried his best not to show his complacency on his face.

He wondered if Nan Yu's military power was taken back, and he wondered if his father would hand over this military power to someone else.

After much deliberation, the only suitable candidate was myself.

He has been on the battlefield and made a lot of military exploits, so he is naturally the right candidate.

Thinking of this, Nanye felt even happier.

He quietly peeped at the expressionless Nan Xun beside him, feeling colder in his heart.

Nan Xun is not qualified to compete with him.
After Nan Yu left, Nan Chicheng's mood calmed down a bit.

He let out a deep breath, and then turned his gaze to Nan Ye's face.

After a pause, he said, "What does the crown prince think about this matter?"

Nanye had been thinking about military power just now, but he didn't think much about the Xiping war at all.

(End of this chapter)

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