An Ning’s heart stirred slightly.

She didn’t expect such high efficiency.

An Ning did not undress to sleep; she got off the bed directly and walked towards the door.

Outside the door, the cold wind was biting.

Du Jianghong entered the tent, still covered in snow.

"The letter." Du Jianghong handed the letter to An Ning.

An Ning opened it.

Her fingers trembled slightly.

The letter was written in Xiao Jinxing’s handwriting, which she recognized at a glance.

At this moment, looking at his familiar handwriting, her eyes suddenly reddened a bit.

The letter contained only two words, "Promise."

The two meticulous words gave a clear reply, yet revealed none of his emotions.

Xiao Jinxing also feared that in such a situation, a slight slip could lead to utter ruin.

An Ning could imagine Xiao Jinxing’s restrained emotions when he wrote these two words.

She pressed her lips lightly, silently adjusting her own emotions.

Then, An Ning placed the piece of paper in front of the candle and burned it.

Naturally, no evidence could be left behind.

After burning it, she said to Du Jianghong, "Then let’s proceed according to plan."

"Understood."

"Get me a change of clothes," An Ning stated directly.

"Your Highness means?"

"I’ll change into the attire of your Cang Kingdom soldiers and follow you closely. No one in the Cang Kingdom has seen me, so it’s easy to pass. And being by the Think Tank’s side, firstly, won’t arouse too much suspicion about my identity; secondly, I can discuss strategies with the Think Tank at any time; thirdly, the Think Tank won’t worry about me taking the chance to escape."

Du Jianghong gave An Ning another look.

Indeed, the Daxuan Empress was extraordinary.

"Understood."

"At first light, we’ll go straight to the front lines to meet your Crown Prince, and then, as planned, draw him into the trap."

Du Jianghong nodded.

An Ning changed into a Cang Kingdom soldier’s uniform and followed by Du Jianghong’s side.

These past two days have been extremely cold.

Even without snow falling, the cold wind still howled.

An Ning shivered on horseback.

Unable to bear it, she pulled out a hand warmer she had brought along.

Riding beside her, Du Jianghong noticed the item in An Ning’s hand and asked, "Is it an amulet?"

An Ning chuckled lightly, "Is this news from your spies?"

Du Jianghong felt slightly embarrassed.

After all, sending spies into the enemy camp was not an honorable act.

"It’s not an amulet," An Ning said. "This is a hand warmer."

"What?"

"It keeps the body warm," An Ning smiled.

"Such a wondrous item exists?" Du Jianghong was visibly surprised.

"Yes," An Ning affirmed.

Amidst his amazement, Du Jianghong suddenly had a thought.

He turned to see the Daxuan Empress tucking the hand warmer into her clothes.

From her expression, he could tell it indeed brought some warmth.

"Could it be that the sudden increase in Daxuan Army’s combat abilities is due to this... hand warmer?" Du Jianghong asked.

An Ning smiled.

She knew Du Jianghong was clever.

Du Jianghong slapped his forehead suddenly.

With a wry smile, he said, "Truly, wisdom can be too clever for its own good. We thought it was a blinding technique of yours! But we really fell into your trap."

"Sir, you can’t blame yourself," An Ning smiled. "With your wisdom, there’s scarcely anyone in this world who can compare. It’s just that current technology hasn’t reached that point. Your loss isn’t shameful."

"Technology?" Du Jianghong was even more astounded.

The more he interacted with the Daxuan Empress, the more shocked he became.

An Ning offered no further explanation.

It was hard to explain.

Du Jianghong did not press further; at this moment, the key was naturally how to achieve successful cooperation.

An hour later.

They reached the battlefield, immediately witnessing brutal carnage.

Screams and shouts echoed across the sky. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

An Ning followed Du Jianghong into a temporary tent.

She kept her head down, blending in with Du Jianghong’s guards.

At this moment, Gao Ziyue was in a rage!

Yuan Kai was injured, and the bandages wrapped around him still had traces of blood.

"I won’t believe it; I can’t kill that dog emperor of the Daxuan Kingdom!" Gao Ziyue, clad in armor, wielded his sword wildly in the tent.

Everyone inside the tent didn’t dare breathe heavily.

They feared that Gao Ziyue’s sword would stab into their own bodies.

An Ning glanced at the maddened Gao Ziyue and finally understood why Du Jianghong was so confident that Gao Ziyue would never retreat.

Yet, hearing him call Xiao Jinxing a "dog emperor," she felt inexplicably displeased.

"Your Highness," Du Jianghong stepped forward respectfully.

Whenever Gao Ziyue raged, only Du Jianghong seemed to have the courage to make suggestions.