The Evil Emperor's Favorite: The Sickly and Poisonous Concubine Goes Crazy

Ji Chen had been sitting on the stone steps in front of his yard waiting for Su Jingning to come back, occasionally looking up.

Finally, he looked back at nightfall. Seeing two people coming under the afterglow of the setting sun, his eyes were bright, his lips curled slightly, he clenched his fists, shouted softly, and rushed towards Su Jingning. His body was so fast that it brought up a gust of wind.

Su Jingning was walking silently behind his senior brother who was still angry. He looked worried and lowered his head, thinking about how to talk to his senior brother. Suddenly, a tall figure came towards him very quickly.

She quickly bent down to avoid it, turned around and glared at Ji Chen who had just attacked without mercy: "Third Brother!"

Ji Chen looked at her, his sword-like brows relaxed, and he smiled warmly: "Not bad! Xiaoqi, you haven't been lazy in the past two years."

The master has seven disciples. The eldest brother inherited the master's medical skills and usually doesn't like to fight. The second sister was born in the Poison Valley and has a cold temper. Apart from poison, only wine can arouse her interest. The fourth brother, Zhizhi, has been studying in various countries since he was ten years old. He is elegant and beautiful, and his writing and speaking are unmatched. He is also the world's number one scholar who is famous in four countries. The only shortcoming is that he doesn't know martial arts and only wants to be a saint. The fifth and sixth brothers are good at martial arts and calligraphy, but they travel all year round and are not in the abyss. The third brother is a martial arts fanatic. He likes to catch her and compete with her on weekdays. He never leaves any room for her to fight, and calls it helping her grow.

"Come again!"

Ji Chen clenched one hand into a fist and made a blade with the other, and raised his head towards Su Jingning. He exerted force with his back foot, and chopped towards Su Jingning's left shoulder like an arrow shot from a full bow.

Su Jingning glanced at Song Ci'an who was standing aside in silence with cold eyes, and an idea appeared in his dark eyes.

She curved her almond-shaped eyes and smiled at Ji Chen, with a hint of gloating in her smile.

She dodged and hid behind Song Ci'an.

When Ji Chen saw the girl with the bright smile, he thought to himself that it was not good and he was tricked by this girl again. He swung his palm with murderous force towards the senior brother with a cold face.

Helplessness flashed across Song Ci'an's phoenix eyes. He shook the folding fan in his hand lightly and swept it towards Ji Chen. The wind from the fan carried a few silver needles. Ji Chen was unable to dodge and was hit by one on his arm. His elegant figure became a little embarrassed.

"Xiao Qi, you cheated again!"

Ji Chen, who had finally managed to steady himself, covered his arm and cried out in pain. Half of his arm had lost feeling. The silver needles used by the senior brother were all poisoned, but fortunately they were not fatal.

Su Jingning poked half of his head out from behind Song Ci'an, his dark eyes were bright and his eyebrows were slightly curved: "It's been two years, how come Third Senior Brother still falls into your trap every time. Also, it was the eldest senior brother who injected the poison needle, not me."

"You're so good, Xiao Qi! You're relying on your senior brother to protect you to bully me, right?" Ji Chen looked at her triumphant appearance and laughed out loud, but he couldn't do anything about her.

Song Ci'an's face, which had been cold all the way, finally looked better. He threw a porcelain bottle to Ji Chen, and brought Jing Ning out from behind him. He looked at Ji Chen and said in a clear voice:

"Let's find someone else to compete next time. Don't look for Xiao Qi."

Then he glanced at Su Jingning beside him and said, "Come to the medicine house tomorrow and I will give you acupuncture."

"Ji Chen, you come to protect the law."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving behind Su Jingning, who had a flattering smile on his face and hadn't had a chance to speak yet, and Ji Chen, who was completely confused.

Ji Chen glanced at Song Ci'an who was walking away, and nudged Su Jingning with his elbow, with a look of gloating in his eyes: "Hey, you messed with Senior Brother again? Protector? What kind of needle requires this Sect Master to personally protect you?"

Su Jingning's smile faded and he sighed, "Ice Needle, I released the inner strength that Master and Senior Brother had sealed, and Senior Brother got angry."

Ji Chen's gloating expression disappeared: "What! What could make you break the seal? Do you want to die?"

"No wonder Senior Brother is angry." He was the one who discovered that Xiao Qi was almost possessed. He was scared to death. It took Master and Senior Brother a whole day and night to rescue her.

Su Jingning was silent, without any explanation, and bowed to Ji Chen.

"Third Brother, I'm going back first."

Su Jingning returned to her own courtyard, which was full of bright red camellias. She leaned over to pick a flower, sighed softly, and lay down on the rocking chair in the yard in a somewhat dejected manner.

She frowned slightly and glanced at the hands picking camellia flowers, which were pale and cold. Worry appeared in her almond-shaped eyes. After a long time, she took out a jade hairpin from her arms. The worry between her brows faded a little, and she gently stroked the crystal clear little fox on it.

Northern Xinjiang.

The border with Northern Yan, Changliang Valley.

Military tents stretching for miles were hidden in the valley, with the Great Zhou's golden crow and coiled dragon flag flying in the valley.

The sky was thick with gloom, and the air was filled with the solemnity of the army.

A team of light cavalry broke through the solemn atmosphere and galloped towards the tent, their bright armor shining with light. The guard leader in front of the tent was full of surprise and quickly ordered his men to open the door.

The light cavalry rode into the camp.

Several commanders of the Beiyang Army gathered in the main tent, looking anxious, but they did not dare to disturb the King of Beiyang who was looking at the map calmly.

Northern Yan general Shan Ruohan is leading the troops personally. Now the Northern Yan army has arrived at Cangyuan Ridge, ready to go, but the prince is still so calm.

The prince even led a team of light cavalry out of the camp and has not returned for two days.

Gu Yan'an was dressed in black iron armor, with an upright posture and a handsome and deep face that showed a bit more of the sternness and coldness of a young general than usual.

He dismounted from his horse and led his men into the main tent.

"Prince"

"Prince, you are finally back."

The generals in the main tent breathed a sigh of relief when they saw him finally return.

King Beiyang raised his eyes to look at him, and seeing that he was unharmed, he smiled and asked:

"how?"

Gu Yan'an leaned over to King Beiyang and said, "Shan Ruohan led 300,000 soldiers and stationed them at the west ridge of Cangyuan Mountain. These are the vanguard camps he set up along the way, a total of 86. Tabui Valley and Zhanfeng Pass also have 60,000 soldiers stationed each. We passed through the center of Cangyuan Mountain and took advantage of the chaos to burn the military rations of these two camps."

"We can send troops to capture these two places tomorrow morning." He pointed to the two major passes of Northern Yan on the map, and his clear and firm voice made people convinced.

The generals around King Beiyang were gradually surprised. The prince led only a few hundred light cavalrymen, but it took only two days to figure out the defense of Beiyan and even burned Beiyan's military rations. When two armies are fighting, the defense map and marching rations are the top priorities. With this defense map, Beiyan is like losing an arm.

King Beiyang looked at the tall, calm and reserved young man standing beside the sand table with satisfaction in his eyes.

"Okay! At 5:00 a.m. tomorrow, we will assemble our army and march out!"

"Yes!"

The generals took orders and left the tent.

Only Prince Beiyang and Gu Yan'an were left in the tent.

"Are you hurt?" Prince Beiyang walked to Gu Yan'an, looked him up and down, with concern in his eyes.

Gu Yan'an shook his head.

King Beiyang nodded, sighed, frowned and said, "Shan Ruohan is leading the troops himself. He is a talented general and his ability in commanding troops and marching cannot be underestimated. I'm afraid this battle will take some time, and even your marriage will be delayed."

If Beiyan hadn't suddenly intervened, Yan'an's marriage to the girl from the Su family would have been on the agenda. In this way, if he suddenly passed away one day, Yan'an would have someone to accompany him, and he could leave with peace of mind.

Gu Yan'an saw that King Beiyang was suddenly in a low mood. He always felt that the old man had been feeling sentimental these days. It might be because he was old and easily sentimental.

"I have fought with Shan Ruohan before, so I won't be delayed for long. When the battle is over, you can go and meet up with your old friends. I will guard the northern border for you." Gu Yan'an's voice was rarely warm, and he sat down with King Beiyang.

King Beiyang paused, hiding the emotion in his eyes, and laughed loudly, "This Northern Frontier should have been handed over to you long ago, so that I could go around and look for friends."

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