Princess Xiangrui in Huanzhu

"Princess, the man is chasing us." The soldier whispered in Musa's ear.

Musa: Where did this fool come from? A lone hero?

Musa thought about it and thought that this might be an opportunity. This might be because the nobles were eager to make achievements. It would be better...

Falcon ran very fast and gradually left the team. He ran to an open space and caught up with Princess Musa who was alone.

Musa started beating him without giving any explanation. Fulkan originally wanted to introduce himself and then use his charm to easily defeat Musa, but Musa just beat him up.

Falcon had no choice but to defend. They fought more and more vigorously. Musa had been trained by the Burmese king since he was a child and his martial arts skills were pretty good, otherwise he would not have been able to go to the battlefield.

Musha found out Falcon's level in a few moves and understood what was going on. Then, Musha was not paying attention and Falcon tore off the clothes on his arms.

Musa was furious. This man was so rude. Go ahead and hit him, but he was so dirty. This time she didn't bother to test him anymore. Like a mad lioness, Falcon was stunned. He was not paying attention and was hit by Musa. He fell off his horse and fell unconscious.

Musha looked at the unconscious Falcon with cold eyes. Could such a wretched person really be a noble of the Qing Dynasty?

Can he really get something in exchange for him? For the first time, Musa began to question his own judgment.

But now that it has come to this, I'll just have to make do with it.

Musa asked someone to bring Falcon back, hoping that his efforts were not in vain.

When Fuheng saw that Fulukang disobeyed military orders and chased after him privately, he immediately asked his deputy general Zhang Zhaogui to go and check it out.

Zhang Zhaogui was his confidant. He was less than 40 years old and had an unremarkable family background, but he was a down-to-earth person and was highly regarded by Fuheng.

After receiving the order, Zhang Zhaogui immediately led the team there, but unfortunately they failed to find it.

The mountain was steep and the terrain was dangerous. It was getting dark and it was too dangerous to delay any longer, so Zhang Zhaogui had to turn back.

Fu Heng had expected that Falcon's whereabouts were unknown. After all, although the Burmese were not very powerful, this was their territory after all.

Fu Heng and Fu Kang'an didn't know if it was due to the most useless tacit understanding between father and son, but they met two idiots at the same time.

Fuheng reported the situation here in a military report and sent it to the capital by express horse.

He always felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. The environment here was really not a habitable place for people like them who had never been here before.

But within a few days, he began to feel unwell.

It seemed that there was no time to delay and a quick victory was needed. Years of military experience had made Fu Heng keenly aware of the harm that the miasma in Myanmar could cause to them.

Although he didn't know what it was, he felt something was wrong.

Looking at the mountains outside the window, Fu Heng pondered for a long time.

Fuheng's military report was quickly sent back to the palace.

After seeing this, Qianlong was silent for a long time. He was so stupid, really.

How could I believe that Vulkan would make progress? He would lose everything.

Qianlong was also worried about the physical discomfort mentioned by Fuheng, but he was really helpless.

It so happened that Hexi came to the imperial study to discuss the arrangements for the palace banquet for the Ghost Festival with Qianlong.

As Hexi grew older, the Queen asked Hexi to learn how to handle some matters in the palace.

Qianlong mentioned it casually, and Hexi thought that this might be the legendary miasma.

This thing is no joke. He Xi immediately became serious.

"Father Emperor, this could be miasma."

"miasma?"

"Yes, Father Huang, this miasma is very harmful to the body. If you don't pay attention, your life may be in danger."

He Xi was by no means exaggerating, but she regretted not having read enough books when she needed them. She had only browsed through relevant knowledge in a fragmented way in the information age and did not remember much.

He Xi thought for a long time before he came up with some preventive measures.

Qianlong trusted Hexi very much. In his heart, Hexi would never do anything without a purpose.

Fu Heng is his brother-in-law and also his loyal minister and general, so nothing can happen to him.

Qianlong asked Wu Shulai to write down what Hexi said and pass it on to Fuheng who was far away in Myanmar.

He Xi was a little worried, not knowing if it would be too late, but hopefully!

It was a week later when Fu Heng received the letter. During this week, he kept searching for Falcon's whereabouts, but there was no news.

They fought the Burmese army several times, with both wins and losses.

Fu Heng estimated that the time for negotiations was almost here and Myanmar could no longer withstand the turmoil.

After Fu Heng knew that it was the miasma that was causing the problem, he followed He Xi's instructions and bought a large amount of coix seeds, mugwort, etc.

These things can be easily bought locally.

After some operations, Fu Heng finally felt lighter.

His future daughter-in-law is such a wonderful person. She saved his life.

Why do I suddenly feel that my stupid son is not worthy of me?

***

After Erkang woke up, he found himself in a place he didn't recognize, with a splitting headache and weak limbs.

Musa showed up soon after.

"You...why am I here?"

"Of course, you were captured." Musa said bluntly.

Falcon was speechless for a moment, this was different from what he thought.

"I hope you can still be of some use." Musa said in an ambiguous tone. The look of someone waiting to get a good price made Falcon very uncomfortable.

The two armies will have formal negotiations in a few days. After fighting for so many days, both sides can no longer bear it.

Falcon, who seemed to be her most valuable prisoner these days, was well taken care of.

Fu Heng expelled the miasma in time, and as he had a good physical condition, his health had recovered a lot in the past few days.

The person who came to negotiate was Musa. As the most beloved daughter of the King of Myanmar, Musa was naturally the leader this time.

Fu Heng looked at the somewhat weak Musha and remained silent.

Musa didn't beat around the bush. She had learned Chinese, and although her accent sounded strange, she could still understand it.

"I have the person you want here, and I hope to exchange him." Musa said straight to the point.

"I don't know what it is?" Fu Heng replied calmly.

Musa winked and asked someone to bring Falcon up.

Although Falcon has not been tortured these days, the medicine he drinks every day makes him listless and feels like a walking corpse.

When Fu Heng saw that it was Fu Erkang, his face turned dark. How come this guy was still alive?

Musha was used to observing people's expressions. When he saw Fu Heng's face, he knew that Falcon seemed to be of little value, and his heart sank.

Damn, I didn't expect it to be such a losing deal.

But Falcon is not as useless as imagined.

At least Fuheng was willing to redeem Fu Erkang within his bottom line. After all, Fu Erkang could barely be considered a son-in-law, even though Qianlong did not recognize him.

"I wonder what conditions Princess Musa wants?"

Musha's eyes lit up. She had originally planned to treat Falcon as a discarded pawn, dragging him away and beating him to death with sticks, but she didn't expect something unexpected to happen.

Musa said hesitantly: "I want five thousand taels of silver and five hundred war horses..."

Musa's voice became smaller and smaller, and she had no confidence. She also felt that it was a bit outrageous to replace this person.

Fu Heng waited for Musa to finish speaking before flatly rejecting her: "Princess, please do as you wish."

The implication is that Falcon is not worth that much money, and no one cares if there is more of him.