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

The next day, South Vietnam.

The maze of Rongcheng was broken, and the news reached the South Vietnamese military camp early in the morning.

You Baishu frowned slightly as he looked at the news that the maze in his hand had been solved. The maze was solved, and she woke up?

"Has His Highness returned to the camp?" he asked the attendant beside him.

The attendant shook his head: "The army has not yet returned to the camp."

There was a dark red military register on the table. The situation in Fengcheng was tense and they were attacked at night by Su's army, so he had to go to Fengcheng.

"Let Lan'er come to see me." He ordered calmly.

"Yes."

Soon, Wen Lan'er came in wearing a goose yellow dress and with bright eyes, following the servants.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

You Baishu put away the secret document in his hand and nodded to her: "The situation in Fengcheng is tense, so I will go there."

"I'll go with Master!" Wen Lan'er looked delighted and said quickly.

"No need, you stay in Tuping City to assist His Highness."

"The army is exhausted after the long siege of Changyi City. You can rest for a few days. After I have dealt with the affairs of Fengcheng and the army has rested, I will help Your Highness to capture Changyi. During this period, please advise Your Highness on my behalf that the succession will be established soon, so remember not to act impulsively."

When Wen Lan'er heard that she couldn't be with her master, she immediately lost interest and could only agree reluctantly.

"There is one more thing. Shen Zhiyi deceived the crown prince and disrupted military discipline. His Majesty was furious and gave her poisoned wine. The attendants have already arrived at the camp. You go to supervise the execution and must not make any mistakes." You Baishu continued with a dark flash in his lowered eyes.

"Ah? Brother Shuo, do you know that His Majesty is going to sentence Shen Zhiyi to death?" There was a flash of surprise in Wen Lan'er's eyes.

"I know. His Highness disobeyed His Majesty once to save her. He is a useless chess piece. He will not save her a second time." You Baishu said in a flat voice.

"Just supervise the execution."

"Yes, Master." Wen Lan'er nodded obediently.

"Ah."

You Baishu stood up, took his cloak, walked quickly out of the tent, and rode out of the camp with his men.

Wen Laner followed him out of the big tent and walked straight to a tent guarded by several South Vietnamese soldiers. When the soldiers saw her coming, they saluted her.

"Master ordered me to supervise the execution."

"Miss Wen, please."

Wen Lan'er entered the tent and saw two palace attendants standing inside. Shen Zhiyi was forced to kneel on the ground.

The two attendants had seen Wen Lan'er and recognized her as the Imperial Master's apprentice. They saluted her immediately:

"I've met Miss Wen."

Wen Lan'er nodded to them with a smile on her face, then walked straight to the chair in the tent and sat down, looking at Shen Zhiyi with pride, her expression swinging her waist-length braid.

Shen Zhiyi tricked Zang Shuo into letting Deputy General Guo and her lead 10,000 soldiers to Yunling, but the 10,000 soldiers were stopped by the Imperial Master, Mu Ling died tragically, and she didn't even touch Su Jingning. Now she is being executed for disrupting military discipline.

There was resentment in her eyes, and she struggled desperately. Seeing Wen Lan'er sitting high up, she didn't know where she got the strength from, but broke free from the two people who were holding her. She crawled on the ground and tried to grab her feet, but Wen Lan'er dodged her and he could only grab her clean goose yellow skirt.

Shen Zhiyi's hair was messy and there was a wound on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Wen Lan'er with pleading in his eyes:

"Miss Wen, please, let me see His Majesty the Second Prince. His Majesty will not watch me die! Please!"

Wen Lan'er glanced at her coldly, with disgust in her eyes: "Brother Shuo won't see you, you'd better drink that glass of wine obediently."

Tears fell from Shen Zhiyi's eyes, and he shook his head frantically: "No, no, please help me, let me see the Second Prince again! I can't die!"

She couldn't die before she had her revenge! Otherwise, she would be too ashamed to see her father, mother and eldest brother. She had to drag the people who hurt the Shen family to die together!

Wen Lan'er pulled the hem of her skirt out of her hands and looked at her with impatience in her eyes:

"If you hadn't deceived Brother Shuo and let Deputy General Guo lead the troops out of the camp, His Majesty wouldn't have given you poisoned wine. What's the point of regretting it now? Drink it quickly so that I can report to Master!"

Zang Shuo really abandoned her. She had guessed it long ago. In front of power, no one would not be moved, and nothing is irreplaceable. What's more, Zang Shuo didn't have her in his heart and only regarded her as a tool to relieve his boredom.

Shen Zhi saw that she was unmoved, and the pleading and fear in his eyes gradually disappeared. He raised his eyes to look at Wen Lan'er, with a sinister calculation in his eyes:

"I'm sorry to embarrass you, young lady. But before I die, I want to say a few words to you alone." She leaned forward slightly and whispered in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "It's about the state teacher."

Wen Lan'er's expression changed slightly, and she looked at Shen Zhiyi with sharp and wary eyes.

"What do you want to say again?"

Shen Zhiyi did not say anything, but glanced at the attendant in the tent.

"You'd better not play any tricks!" Wen Lan'er said fiercely and raised her hand to let the people leave the tent first.

Seeing that the attendants had already left the tent, Shen Zhiyi looked at Wen Lan'er with a smile on his lips:

"Miss Wen likes the Imperial Master. But a person like the Imperial Master would never accept a paradoxical relationship between a master and a disciple."

Wen Lan'er's expression suddenly changed. She formed one hand into a claw and tightly gripped her neck. The innocent and sweet smile was no longer on her face.

"If you want to die quickly, shut up! It's never your turn to interfere in the affairs between me and my master!"

Shen Zhiyi had trouble breathing, tears were forced out of the corners of his eyes, but he still insisted on speaking to test Wen Lan'er: "Miss Wen... why are you angry? I... just want to tell you something about what I saw that day... in Yunling."

A look of doubt flashed in Wen Lan'er's eyes. She gradually loosened the strength in her hands and looked at Shen Zhiyi with murderous intent in her eyes.

"Say!"

Shen Zhiyi coughed a few times before he recovered:

"That day in Yunling, Mu Ling and I agreed to kill Beiyang Princess Su Jingning. I brought 10,000 soldiers with me, but was stopped by the Imperial Master. I was unwilling to not be able to kill my enemy in front of me. So I secretly followed the Imperial Master, and unexpectedly, I got a glimpse of his secrets."

Master's secret! Wen Lan'er's expression changed slightly, and she stared at Shen Zhiyi, motioning her to continue.

"The reason why the Imperial Master stopped the people I brought was to help Su Jingning!"

Wen Laner frowned and interrupted her: "You are talking nonsense, Master doesn't even know the Zhou people, how could he help a Zhou Dynasty princess whom he has never met!"

Shen Zhiyi continued to smile, "Not only did the Imperial Master help her, I also heard him tell her, 'Just do what you want to do, I won't interfere.' The Imperial Master seemed to treat her differently!"

"By the way, I remember she also claimed to be the master of Yin Ge. Do you know what Yin Ge is?" Shen Zhiyi looked puzzled and looked at Wen Lan'er's expression carefully.

Sure enough, after hearing about Yin Ge, her expression showed doubt. Su Jingning really had some extraordinary identity! She was really lucky! Why! Why did Su Jingning have so many things, while she was begging for life like an ant here! The jealousy and hatred in Shen Zhiyi's heart seemed to burn her out, and she could no longer control it.

Wen Lan'er was slightly stunned after hearing the word "Yin Ge". Yin Ge? It was Mo Linyuan's Yin Ge!

"Are you sure you heard it right? She is really the master of the Hidden Pavilion! Mo Linyuan's master of the Hidden Pavilion!" She grabbed Shen Zhiyi's collar and asked.

Shen Zhiyi nodded and asked in a seemingly ignorant tone, "Yes, Miss Wen, do you know the master of this hidden pavilion?"

There was hatred in Wen Lan'er's eyes. If it weren't for the master of the Hidden Pavilion, she wouldn't have been expelled from Mo Linyuan and severely punished by her master! From childhood to adulthood, this was the first time that her master punished her so harshly, almost without mercy.

"If you save my life today, I will be your slave and help you get rid of this person. She is in Rongcheng now. And I will keep this matter to myself." Shen Zhiyi raised his eyes and looked at Wen Lan'er with a smile on his face, but there was a hint of threat in his words.

Wen Lan'er looked at her again, with a bit of mockery and disdain in her eyes: "Get rid of her, do you know who the master of the Hidden Pavilion is? She is the direct disciple of Master Mo Linyuan! With her status, can you touch even a hair on her? Stop dreaming."

Shen Zhiyi's eyes flashed with disbelief. She had never heard of Yin Pavilion, but she knew the great name of Mo Linyuan. Who in these four countries dared to easily provoke Mo Linyuan? If he was a disciple taught by Master Yuan, even the lords of each country would have to give him some face. Su Jingning, isn't she just a sickly person! How could she be Mo Linyuan's person!

"Also, what are you keeping to yourself? Do I like Master? Or did Master save the Zhou people? Shen Zhiyi, are you threatening me with Master?" Her brows were fierce, and a smile appeared at the corners of her lips. She slowly stood up and leaned over to look at Shen Zhiyi.

Shen Zhiyi took a few steps back and wanted to stand up. He saw the murderous intent in her eyes.

Wen Lan'er took the wine from the table beside her and looked at Shen Zhiyi with a half-smile: "I always hate threats, but what I hate most is people who speak ill of my master. Do you know what happened to those people?"

She chuckled softly, and the sweet smile on her lips looked very strange: "They are all dead. I killed them. And you, a useless chess piece that the Zhou people don't want, a toy that Brother Shuo occasionally became interested in, dare to use it to threaten me, and are you worthy of mentioning my master?"

She pushed Shen Zhiyi into a corner step by step and grabbed her thin neck. Wen Lan'er had been practicing martial arts since she was a child. Shen Zhiyi was delicate and weak and was no match for her at all. She couldn't even defeat Wen Lan'er with just one hand.

"No, no, Miss Wen, don't kill me..." Shen Zhiyi's eyes were filled with fear and her body was shaking uncontrollably. She didn't want to die.

The cold poisonous wine flowed down her throat. She struggled desperately to spit it out, but Wen Lan'er grabbed her chin tightly, making her unable to move. She was forced to drink a whole glass of poisonous wine.

Wen Lan'er looked at her coldly as she fell to the ground with a pale face, rapid breathing, and trembling all over. Blood gradually seeped out of her facial features. The secret medicine of the palace was always extremely toxic. The poisonous wine had already taken effect. She pulled over a handkerchief beside her and wiped the wine stains off her hands.

Haha, trying to threaten her is really ridiculous!

Wen Lan'er's face darkened slightly, and she suddenly remembered the abnormality of her master in the Zhou Dynasty capital. The master of the Hidden Pavilion, the Princess of Beiyang, Su Jingning? Did the master really treat her differently from ordinary people?

Her bright eyes were filled with murderous intent and a strong possessiveness. She threw the handkerchief on the person who was gradually losing his breath and left the tent.

Rongcheng? No matter who it is, anyone who wants to snatch the master from her will die.

As night fell, Zang Shuo finally returned with his troops.

Zang Shuo, his iron armor stained with blood, rushed into the tent with a sullen look on his face:

"Asshole! It's been several days, why hasn't Changyi City been taken yet!" He returned from a defeated army, so angry that he swept the military register on the table to the ground.

"Your Highness, please calm down!" The generals behind him were terrified and did not dare to look up at him.

Wen Lan'er, wearing a goose yellow dress, sat aside without changing her expression. She glanced at Zang Shuo but said nothing.

"Guan Hong from Changyi City is really a tough nut to crack. We have been attacking Tianshi Pass for so many days but have not been able to take it down yet. Today, we lost 8,000 soldiers. This is not a solution!" Zang Shuo took a deep breath, calmed down, and walked towards the sand table in the tent.

"The Zhou army is good at fighting and fierce. They have recaptured four of the six cities they have captured. My father has ordered that we must capture another city within five days and that the army march into the southern border of the Zhou Dynasty! Changyi City, we must take it down no matter what!" His eyes stayed on the location of Changyi City, with a cruel look in his eyes.

The generals below were hesitant. They had been fighting for several days in a row and the morale of the army was low. They simply could not capture Changyi City which was garrisoned by 150,000 soldiers. But no one dared to persuade the Second Prince who was angry at the moment.

"Brother Shuo, there are 150,000 troops stationed in Changyi City. Guan Hong is a fierce general, but many of his soldiers have been lost. It is impossible to capture the city in a short time. His Majesty wants you to take down a city, so why don't you temporarily give up Changyi City and take another route?" Wen Lan'er's voice, who had been silent for a long time, rang out from the tent.

As soon as she spoke, everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief.

Zang Shuo looked at her, and the cruel light in his eyes weakened a little:

"You mean we won't attack Changyi City yet?"

"Yes, since Changyi City has been under siege for a long time, it is better to give it a try and take another city first. Now that the crown prince is about to be appointed, the most important thing is to stabilize His Majesty and not let him be dissatisfied with you." Wen Lan'er stood up and walked to his side.

"Rongcheng is strategically located with steep mountains. However, due to its remote location, there are not many soldiers stationed in the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is garrisoned by the Su family's eldest son, Su Jingchen. Although it is a risky move to attack Rongcheng, it is also an unexpected choice. We might as well give it a try. If we can take the head of the Su family's eldest son, it will surely cause great damage to the Su family's army!"

Zang Shuo looked at the location of Rongcheng and hesitated: "By the way, where is the Imperial Master? Was this the Imperial Master's idea?"

Wen Lan'er had her usual sweet smile on her face and said with clear thoughts:

"The situation in Fengcheng is tense, so Master is rushing to Fengcheng today. As for Rongcheng, it's not entirely Master's idea, but right now it's important to stabilize His Majesty, so Rongcheng is the best choice. After all, continuing to attack Changyicheng will only result in more casualties."

Zang Shuo stared at the location of Rongcheng, his eyes dimmed, and he was silent for a long time before he asked:

"So in your opinion, what should we do?"

Wen Lan'er pondered for a moment and slowly spoke: "The army will separate a part of its main force to pretend to attack Changyi City and Yushan City, attract the attention of the Zhou army, delay the Zhou army, and cut off the Zhou army's way to Rongcheng for support."

She paused, her eyes dimmed, and she thought for a long time: "As for Rongcheng, although it is known that the garrison does not exceed 30,000, after all, the Su family's eldest son Su Jingchen personally leads the troops, and their strength should not be underestimated. We need to be cautious. The remaining elephant army and the central army will rest for a day. After a day, we must take Rongcheng by surprise."

Zang Shuo frowned slightly, and pondered for a long time before looking up at Wen Lan'er: "Okay, as you said, let Chang Yi go first and take over Rongcheng!"

"Pass the order down. The whole army will rest tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, we will join hands with this palace to take down Rongcheng in one fell swoop!"