Did the eldest daughter ascend the throne today?

On the way back, Black Hawk had dreams every night, and every time he woke up, he was distraught.

No matter how Ayu asked, he ignored her, as if he was stupid.

Seeing that he was getting thinner and thinner and his condition was getting worse, the doctor said that he was depressed and couldn't get relief. Ayu thought he was worried about being punished when he returned, and she couldn't help feeling worried.

She would never allow anyone to hurt her husband, not even her own father.

How to do it?

It was another late night when Ah Yu was awakened by a shrill scream. She turned her head to look at the man beside her. The man was sweating profusely, his eyes were closed, and his expression was extremely painful, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.

"Husband, husband, please wake up."

She pushed the man desperately and finally woke him up. His eyes were dull and he didn't move, and his whole body was soaked as if he had been fished out of the river.

Ah Yu was heartbroken, "Husband, don't be afraid, you just had a nightmare, dreams are the opposite, they are fake."

She got up, poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, "Have a cup of tea to calm your nerves...ah."

Black Hawk swung Ah Yu hard, and she fell to the ground, breaking the teacup. She was stunned, "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Black Hawk opened his mouth, his expression suddenly painful, "I want to be alone for a while."

Ah Yu struggled to get up. Her hands were bruised, but she didn't care. "My husband, please don't be like this. I will go and beg the king to show mercy, even at the cost of my own death. The queen will also help us."

She knew the real reason why the Queen kept her in her name. The Queen was the successor to the throne and had only one eight-year-old prince. The prince was too young, and it would be difficult for him to win the battle for the throne.

Then you need help.

"The Queen is counting on you to help the Eighteenth Prince and will not let you die."

Ah Yu could feel Black Hawk's increasingly distant and cold attitude. She felt angry and anxious. Was he trying to force her to leave?

"Husband, we are husband and wife, sharing weal and woe, life and death together. No matter what happens, I will not leave you. Please don't force me to leave, okay?"

Black Hawk stared at her in a daze, his expression so complicated that it could not be described in words.

Then he fell straight down, closed his eyes, and lay motionless.

Ever since he took half of the Baihua Detoxification Pill, he had dreams every night. In his dreams, there were many fragments, and he couldn't tell whether they were fantasies or his past.

From a little kid, he gradually grew up, went to the battlefield for the first time, killed someone for the first time, shed tears for the death of his comrades for the first time, and led an army for the first time.

Those familiar yet unfamiliar people appeared in his dreams one by one, the old general with white hair but still a strong character, the gentle and elegant scholar general, and the hot-tempered general.

A group of young people, all lively and energetic, eat together, practice martial arts together, sleep together, play and fight together, happy and without any worries.

And there was the free-spirited little girl who grew up under the care of her elders and became a graceful and graceful lady, capable of both literature and martial arts.

He recognized her, it was Ning Zhiwei!

Although it was a dream, he could feel real joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, and could sense that he was one of them.

He is... Ning Ba, the little Ba of the Ning family, Ning Xiurui, and Ning Zhiwei's mynah brother.

It wasn't just a cognition, but a surge of emotions that overwhelmed him.

Two bean-sized tears rolled down, and the severe pain in my heart came like a tide.

When he had no memory, he just analyzed the situation rationally.

However, in his dreams every night, he gradually became connected with the Ning family, their flesh and blood grew together again, they shared the same sorrows and joys, and their feelings grew day by day.

The more this happened, the more painful it became for him.

Everyone died except him, but he had forgotten his past and helped the enemy country conquer the border that had been guarded by the Ning family for two hundred years, killing so many people, some of whom were even people he knew.

Ahhh, he wants to die!

He brought shame to the Ning family and made those members of the Ning family die with regrets!

"Husband, husband."

A Yu called him softly twice, but seeing that he didn't respond, she couldn't help but sigh silently.

What the hell is wrong with him?

There is no real empathy in this world, no! At this moment, Ning Ba's murderous intent reached its peak.

Finally returning to the capital of the Jin Dynasty, Black Hawk was sent directly to the court, where he was madly insulted and trampled upon by civil and military officials. The insults were very dirty and there were even personal attacks.

But Black Hawk seemed not to hear it and did not react at all.

The King of Jin stared at him intently, frowning.

"Black Hawk, I have high hopes for you. I have single-handedly promoted you to the position of head coach, despite all the opposition. I have helped you rise to the top in one step and have shown you a great kindness."

"But what did you give in return? Ah? Our Jin army was routed, with countless casualties, and several cities fell once again."

"You disappoint me so much."

A general said loudly, "Your Majesty, the only way for a defeated general to be cleansed is with blood. Let's use his head to commemorate the dead soldiers and calm the anger of the people."

"Your Majesty, Black Hawk is incompetent and has exhausted the army. Please issue an order to have him executed by slow slicing."

The Seventh Prince spared no effort to humiliate her, "Father, why don't you give the Black Eagle's head to Ning Zhiwei to calm her anger."

There was a moment of silence, and then someone applauded. "This is a good idea. Please grant me your approval, Your Majesty."

A cold light flashed in Black Hawk's lowered eyes.

A figure rushed in recklessly, "No, father, this is your son-in-law. If he dies, I will not live either."

It was Ayu. She knew very well that in such a time of defeat, someone had to take responsibility, and Black Hawk was the best candidate.

The King of Jin glared at her coldly and said, "Shut up, this is not a place for a woman like you to be. Leave immediately."

Ah Yu risked his life, "We lost this battle, we can't blame Black Hawk, we should blame the Seventh Prince, he was meddling in other people's affairs, trying to seize military power and ascend to the throne..."

Everyone's faces changed, and the Seventh Prince became anxious, "You are talking nonsense, Father, I didn't do that, she deliberately framed me."

Ah Yu asked coldly, "Seventh Prince, do you dare to swear to heaven that you do not want to be the emperor? If you break your oath, you will die without a burial place and your descendants will be extinct?"

"You...you..." The Seventh Prince didn't dare, he believed in ghosts and gods.

Ah Yu knew this would happen, so she deliberately said, "If you dare to say in public that you want the throne, I will respect you as a man, but you dare not, and only fight for power in secret."

"You are such a coward. Not to mention comparing yourself to our wise and brave father, you are not even as good as the talented and wise Ning Zhiwei. If you take the throne, we will just wait for your country to be destroyed."

This made everyone ponder. The dispute between the two countries lasted for hundreds of years, and neither side gained the upper hand after fighting each other.

But now, there is Ning Zhiwei, a rare military talent in a century.

With his own efforts, he turned the war situation between the two countries around.

The Seventh Prince was so angry that his face turned red and his eyes widened, "Ayu, you are looking for death."

"Father, don't listen to her. How could I be inferior to Ning Zhiwei? She's just a woman. I can knock her away with one punch."

At this moment, a voice came from outside, "Report, urgent delivery of 800 miles."

The King of Jin's expression changed drastically, "Let someone in quickly."

As soon as the soldier came in, he knelt on the ground and said loudly, "Your Majesty, Ning Zhiwei led the Ning family army to attack our border and captured three cities within a few days."

The whole place was in an uproar.