Rong Si nodded slightly, her eyes full of satisfaction.
"In that case, let's proceed as planned!"
"Yes!"
"Princess, there's another report."
At this moment, another person came in from outside and handed Rong Si a secret letter.
Rong Si glanced at it, and her expression immediately turned cold.
"Hmph!" She threw the report fiercely to the ground and said coldly, "How did Lu Zhi manage such a task? To actually lose fifty thousand elite troops due to a moment of carelessness? Despicable and hateful!"
Aunt Yin felt a tremor in her heart, "Your Highness, what about the Eldest Young Master?"
Speaking of Li Qingmu, Rong Si's expression softened: "That child is clever and promptly stopped the losses. He has already led the army back now. Though we lost elite troops, at least we are the victors. There's only a slight loss of vitality this time. We will restore our strength and fight again next year!"
