The queen held the shelf of the lord of the harem and tried her best to suppress the panic of the concubines, but in fact, she had no bottom in her own heart.

If Your Majesty really had any accident tonight, the situation would not be good for her.

Everyone knows that the eldest prince is escorted by half of the court's civil official group.

But Beiliang is not the Chu State after all, and the Liang State admires martial virtues, and now the war king is a bargaining chip with an army of 200,000 in his hands.

There is also Ino, who has always claimed to be neutral.

Oh, he said that he was neutral, but he has always been close to the king of war, and according to the prodigal ambition of the king of war, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be wooed.

For a while, the queen can be described as full of emotions...

Compared with the queen's restlessness, the imperial concubine is rare to be calm and calm, and now her son has a heavy army, even if the emperor has any accidents.

What can the queen's mother and son do to them?

"You are one by one, Your Majesty is not doing much, you are crying here first, why don't you learn from the imperial concubine?

The more times like this, the calmer it becomes! ”

The queen suddenly opened her mouth and pointed the finger at the imperial concubine, intending to point out that she didn't care about His Majesty's illness at all, which can be described as heartbreaking.

The imperial concubine came back to her senses and glanced at the queen, and laughed contemptuously; "This palace and His Majesty have been married for decades, and I firmly believe that His Majesty will be fine.

Since Your Majesty is fine, why should this palace be coy? Who is this going to cry for? ”

When the princess's words fell, everyone was in an uproar, and even the queen secretly scolded this fox in her heart for being the best at saying these flattering and misleading words.

Otherwise, he would not have been blessed with His Majesty's favor for decades!

"Squeak!"

In the moonlight, the palace door of the Taiji Hall was pushed open, and the flower mist stood at the door with a tired color.

The crowd swarmed around her, and the queen was the first to speak; "How's your majesty doing?"

"Your Majesty is fine, right?" This was asked by the imperial concubine, and the national teacher was squeezed to the periphery by a group of women.

Hua Mist, who was still feeling very tired, was shocked and immediately tired after seeing this large wave of menacing women, and she was very energetic to deal with it.

She swallowed her saliva; "Back to the queen's mother, Lanling has only diagnosed His Majesty's pulse, and His Majesty's situation is not optimistic..."

"What—" Before she could finish her sentence, the queen seemed to have heard some bad news.

As soon as he raised his hand to cover his lips, his body was like being depressed in the autumn wind, and he saw that the whole person was about to fall soft.

The maid who was waiting for the queen held the queen up, and her expression was also sad; "Mother, you have to take care of yourself!"

"Hua Mist, can you cure Your Majesty's illness?" In other words, in this regard, it is often the person with the highest hole cards in his hand who is the calmest.

The imperial concubine was not as panicked as the queen, and she remained rational and calm at this time.

Hua Wu sighed in her heart, no wonder the Lizhu Imperial Concubine would be favored for many years...

"Please don't panic, although Your Majesty's condition is not optimistic, it is not incurable, but it will take time to treat." Only then did she finish her words that had just been interrupted by the Queen.

The imperial concubine couldn't help but glance at the queen sarcastically, the queen was annoyed, she was now 100% sure that Hua Wu was deliberate!

After a pause, the queen looked at her and then breathed a sigh of relief and said; "This palace promises you, as long as you can cure Your Majesty, no matter what you want, as long as it is within the scope of this palace, this palace can promise you!"

This is a bloody investment, Hua Wu is wondering if she wants the throne at that time, will she allow it?

"Please also rest assured that Hua Wu will do her best to heal Your Majesty!" She nodded with her eyes down, and continued; "It's just that the head disease under this has been going on for a long time,

Even if you want to start treatment, you can't rush to come, but please rest assured, Huawu and the national teacher will do their best! ”

The national teacher, who had already been squeezed out of the crowd, heard her words in his ears, and couldn't help frowning slightly, this girl knows how to protect herself.

Pull herself, in case something really happens, as long as His Majesty doesn't die, he will always have to carry it for her.

At the same time, the doubts in the heart of the national teacher are even worse, such a person.

"This palace naturally believes in the national teacher." The queen finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Her Majesty could still breathe a sigh of relief, she would buy time for King Rui.

Next, it's time to contact the courtiers to discuss the matter of establishing the prince.

Mochizuki City is a small border town on the border between Chu and Beiliang, and it has never been peaceful here, and the pedestrians on the street are all yellow-faced and thin-skinned, and their clothes are not covered.

Every year in autumn and winter, the Beiliang Iron Cavalry will cross the defense line, attack here, burn, kill and loot, and do all kinds of evil.

The state of Chu emphasized civil servants and light military generals, so much so that now Beiliang Iron Cavalry 500,000 Chen soldiers on the border.

And the huge court of Chu State could not find a general who could lead the troops to the battle.

In the end, it was the imperial grandson Rong Chen, who invited himself to be the vanguard, and with Rong Chen's statement, the monarch of Chu was very pleased.

In the end, he appointed the veteran Li Yunyao as the commander and led 200,000 soldiers and horses to Mochizuki City.

So far, Rong Chen has been ten days, and more than a month has passed since the plague in Xuzhou City.

Now, although there is a huge disparity in the strength of the two countries, Beiliang does not dare to attack rashly.

Because three days ago, Rong Chen led a team to secretly burn their grain and grass, and sent people to hide in advance in the necessary place for the transportation of grain and grass in Beiliang.

Wait for the grain and grass to pass by, intercept and kill!

The first battle was won, and the originally unknown imperial grandson Rongchen also emerged in this confrontation.

And that old handsome Li Yunyao didn't look down on a yellow-haired boy like Rong Chen, thinking that he was just making a name for fun, and he didn't even take Rong Chen in his eyes at all.

But after this incident, even Li Yunyao had to take a look at Rong Chengao.

In the border town after dusk, the sunset seems to coat the houses with a layer of golden glow, and also add a kind of bronze to those who are already yellow and thin.

The little beggars begging along the street were bare-bottomed, and the girls were sitting on the ground with their heads scattered and wiping their tears.

Crying until she was hoarse and exhausted, no family came to comfort her, and her parents didn't know where they went, perhaps they died under the iron hooves of Beiliang. Or maybe he starved to death...

In short, it is extremely difficult to survive in this troubled world, but there are thousands of ways to die.

Rong Chen sat in a black robe, his hands behind his back, and his face was gloomy as he walked along the long street. Traveling side by side with him was Li Chengmu, the eldest son of the old general Li Yunyao.

Li Chengmu is just thirty years old this year, thirteen years older than Rong Chen, but he was also stationed on the frontier with his father when he was a teenager.

was originally a good general, but because of Rongchen's grandfather's emphasis on literature and light on martial arts, the Li family pretended to be idle sons and daughters who had nothing to do all day long.

Li Chengmu went to the battlefield at the age of thirteen and beheaded 3,000 in one battle, which was an exciting and joyful event.