The shadows of the candle flickered, and the brightness in Bai Qingyan's dark eyes also flickered. After a while, she lifted her eyelids and said, "In that case, let Xiliang show sincerity first!"
"Please let Your Majesty draft the alliance letter. You can write that after driving out the Tianfeng Kingdom, Xiliang will submit and pay tribute to the Zhou Dynasty. I will stamp and sign it right away."
"Signed by King Yan?" Bai Qingyan's lips curved.
Li Zhijie looked up at Bai Qingyan: "Our Majesty said that as long as the Zhou can join hands with Xiliang, everything will be entrusted to me, Li Zhijie, no matter the cost! Our Majesty once rendered us in Xiliang powerless in battle. Everyone in Xiliang knows the courage of the Empress of Zhou, and if we submit to Your Majesty, no one in Xiliang will not follow."
