The princess traveled through time for a year to help the prince build his kingdom and then left

April 18th, the imperial study in Changqiu Palace.

Dongdi frowned tightly, his handsome and majestic face looked a little haggard at the moment, and his eyes revealed deep fatigue.

The Eastern Emperor was once an emperor who was feared by all the world, majestic and invincible, but at this time he was in great trouble.

As the ruler of a country, Dongdi shoulders the heavy responsibility of saving the people. However, as he grows older in recent years, he feels increasingly unable to do so.

Dongdi slowly stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the sky in the distance.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, which seemed to indicate that a storm was coming. He thought to himself, "Is this a test from God?"

The East Emperor was not someone who would give in easily. He was the same age as the South Emperor, and they had fought on and off for decades, fought dozens of battles, and both sides had their wins and losses, but neither could defeat the other all at once.

In the past decade, although there have been occasional frictions and small-scale conflicts in the border areas between the two countries, it has been relatively calm overall and no large-scale war has broken out.

Now, this superficial peace seems to be unsustainable. More and more unforeseen factors are likely to become the final fuse, igniting the gunpowder keg hidden in the dark.

The Emperor of the East was feeling deeply moved when the Minister of War Zhou Yuxuan and the Great General Qin Zhong, whom he had urgently summoned, walked in together.

When it comes to fighting, these two old guys are the people the Eastern Emperor trusts the most.

Zhou Yuxuan frowned as he came in, and said impatiently: "Your Majesty, according to the important intelligence analysis sent back by our spies in the Southern Kingdom, the situation this year is probably quite serious! It is very likely that we will face a fierce and difficult battle."

"I didn't expect that the old immortal Southern Emperor would give birth to such a bold son who even wanted to swallow up our Eastern Kingdom in one bite." The Eastern Emperor was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

Qin Zhong's eyes were firm and fearless. He stood up straight and said in a voice as loud as a bell without hesitation: "Your Majesty, I am willing to go out and fight!"

Zhou Yuxuan said solemnly:

"Your Majesty, all necessary preparations must be made in advance! Once the war breaks out, who will be the leader? Also, is the King of Yan's injury so serious that he can no longer lead the troops to fight?"

His words revealed deep worry and anxiety.

The Emperor thought for a moment and asked, "If the King of Yan does not participate in the expedition, what are our chances of winning?"

The three of them fell into deep thought and remained silent for a long time.

Afternoon, Taoran Garden.

Knock, knock, knock. Someone knocked on the door of the operating room.

Qin Rubing knew that Zhuxiang and the others would not disturb her unless it was something particularly important.

She opened the door immediately.

Standing at the door was Qin Zhong.

"Father? Why are you here? What happened?"

Qin Zhong had a serious expression and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Qin Rubing didn't say a word and pulled Qin Zhong into the mysterious operating room.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Qin Zhong was attracted by the scene in front of him. He looked around curiously at this strange yet technologically advanced house.

The walls of the operating room are painted white and covered with professional medical charts and materials.

There was a large bed in the middle of the room, covered with white sheets.

In the white wooden cabinet next to the big bed, there are many bottles and jars filled with pills, powders, and even liquids of various colors.

There was a high table at the head of the bed, on which were placed many knives of various sizes and shapes.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air.

Qin Zhong stood in such a room, feeling as if he didn't know where he was, as if he was dreaming or in another world.

There were tables and chairs near the door. Qin Rubing asked Qin Zhong to sit down. "Father, please tell me if you have anything to say."

Qin Zhong got straight to the point, looked Qin Rubing in the eye, and said, "Father knows you want to treat the King of Yan. How long will it take to prepare?"

Qin Rubing asked hurriedly, "What happened to the King of Yan? Has his wound worsened?"

"No." Qin Zhong thought for a moment and said, "Maybe there will be a war."

"Oh," Qin Rubing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is the war urgent?"

"Well, the arrow is on the string."

"I'm almost ready, but there's still one thing missing."

"What is missing?"

"King Yan's absolute trust."

Qin Zhong lowered his head and thought, "I will solve this problem for my father. How confident are you that you can cure it?"

"Ninety percent." Qin Rubing said bluntly.

"Okay, I absolutely believe you!"

At dusk, Prince Yan's Mansion.

Now that the eyes have been cleared, Chu Tiancheng can walk freely in the palace.

He sent someone to notify Zuo Qingyun, Zhu Shijie, He Fugui, Liu Yunfeng, Song Que and others to come to the mansion to discuss matters.

Everyone entered the secret room of Prince Yan's study from the underground passage one after another.

There was a newcomer this time, the eldest son of the Queen's brother, Zhou Zihan, the Minister of War.

Zhou Zihan brought the latest news from the Ministry of War: "A war is about to break out."

After hearing this, everyone's face became heavy and serious, as if shrouded by an invisible pressure.

The atmosphere in the secret room was tense. No one spoke, only silence filled the air.

Chu Tiancheng was the first to speak calmly: "If you must fight, I will go."

"No." Liu Yunfeng shouted hurriedly, "The prince needs to rest and recuperate from his injury."

Chu Tiancheng glanced at him and said, "Do you think I can be calm?"

Zhou Zihan added: "General Qin has requested to lead his troops south."

Chu Tiancheng nodded, "I am very happy to have General Qin's help."

He looked at Zuo Qingyun with an ambiguous expression, "Shall we go meet the Southern Kingdom's Crown Prince Xiao Yifei together?"

Zuo Qingyun's heart sank.

"he knows?"

Song Que was stunned, looked at King Yan, then looked at Zuo Qingyun, "You, do you know Xiao Yifei?"

"I don't know him." Chu Tiancheng said expressionlessly.

Zuo Qingyun pursed his lips and said nothing, his expression solemn.

Song Que didn't ask any more questions.

Zhou Zihan looked at Chu Tiancheng and asked tentatively: "General Qin asked me to bring a message to His Majesty. What do you think..."

Chu Tiancheng waved his hand and said, "These are all trustworthy people, so you can talk as you like."

Zhou Zihan paused and said, "General Qin said that Miss Qin said that the prince's injury can be cured through a surgical operation."

Zuo Qingyun and the others looked at each other, but they all refrained from speaking.

Liu Yunfeng and Song Que looked at each other and nodded, as if they had reached a consensus.

Zhou Zihan continued, "She said she was 90% sure."

"Really?" Song Que couldn't help but exclaimed, and Liu Yunfeng also widened his eyes.

Zhou Zihan quickly continued, "He also said that after Miss Qin heals the prince's injury, she will go to war with the prince."

With a bang, everyone's brain exploded.

Chu Tiancheng was also surprised, but he felt that Qin Rubing didn't say it casually. She wanted to go to war? What skills did she have?

This mysterious woman... fight alongside her?

Why do I seem to be looking forward to it?