Secret Agent 3: Phoenix Dominates the World

Chapter 311 Dongfang Ling regains power

The weather turns from winter to spring, and from spring to summer. This is the first time Murong Xue has changed into tulle since she returned to ancient times.

With the light clothes on her body, she felt a little uncomfortable, and began to miss Yan Chi who was covered with snow all the year round.

Stretching his arms upwards in the palace courtyard, his wide sleeves slid to his elbows, revealing his white arms, causing Yin Yao to marvel——

"Azhu, you are so perfect. Not only are you beautiful, but look, the sun is shining on your arms. It's so beautiful!"

She has long been accustomed to such compliments, no matter in the previous life or in this life, almost everyone who has seen her will give such compliments.

But what's the use of looking good?
She would rather she look more ordinary, maybe ordinary, it will bring her more happiness.

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For half a year, the confrontation between Yanchi and Dongsheng continued.

Dongsheng was inferior to Yanchi in terms of military strength, but in terms of strategy, he was much stronger than the impulsive Dongfanghan.

Dongfang Han captured Lin'an City with 20 strong soldiers in his hands, but he could no longer move forward.

After repeated battles and defeats, Emperor Wu finally lost confidence in it, and finally restarted it after Dongfang Ling had been silent for half a year.

Since then, Dongfang Ling's power has been completely restored, and the restrictions on him have also been lifted.

Emperor Wu even changed his previous resolution at the court and said to him:
"As long as I can get rid of Murong Xue, the day I raise my head to see me is the time when I pass on the throne. Ling'er, apart from that girl, this throne is yours!"

Dongfang Ling's command gave Dongsheng an unprecedented blow.

Not only did he lose five cities in a row within a month, but even the coach who was kissed by hermit was also beheaded by him.

The situation in Dongsheng was tense for a while, and the whole palace was naturally filled with a layer of grayness.

Murong Xue could feel this oppressive atmosphere very strongly, and even Yin Yao, who was joking and joking on weekdays, gradually became wilted and became less talkative.

(End of this chapter)