Poisonous Pet World: The War King's Heart-stealing Medical Concubine

Three days later, as the dawn broke, the hustle and bustle of the capital was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

Jun Feimo was wearing silver armor, his eyes were as firm as a rock, standing in front of the army.

Behind him is an army ready to go, with their hooves trotting lightly and full of fighting spirit.

Unlike the past when the General's Office went to war and the people gave them a warm farewell, this time, people's faces were filled with more anxiety and worry.

Even King Zhan himself went to the border in person, which undoubtedly foreshadowed the coming war!

The wide streets were extremely noisy.

People gathered in groups of three or five, whispering to each other, and everyone's face showed an expression of fear that was hard to conceal.

From time to time, their eyes were cast towards a team slowly approaching in the distance.

"I heard that Prince Zhan is heading to the border this time, so I'm afraid a war is inevitable. Look, that gorgeously decorated carriage behind Prince Zhan, could it be Prince Zhan's wife sitting inside?" A short man in the crowd said in a low voice, pointing at the approaching carriage.

The people around him looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a carriage pulled by four tall and mighty horses moving steadily towards them.

The carriage was painted vermilion all over, with exquisite patterns carved on the body and the windows covered with snow-white satin, making it look both mysterious and solemn.

"Well, I think it should be correct. If it weren't for Princess Zhan, how could this carriage be so luxurious?" A pretty young woman next to her said, her beautiful eyes fixed on the approaching carriage, her eyes full of curiosity and exploration.

"What are you afraid of? We have the War King here! Back then, the War King fought in many battles and never suffered a defeat. Even if the enemy is coming in full force this time, as long as the War King is in command, we will be able to turn danger into safety and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!" At this time, a strong middle-aged man stepped forward and shouted loudly.

His words were like a spring breeze that blew through everyone's hearts, calming the originally frightened people down a little.

"Yes, yes! Our war king is brave and fearless, invincible, there is no need to fear the enemy!" A response immediately rang out from the crowd. Everyone's emotions were gradually infected by the passionate words of this middle-aged man, and the originally tense atmosphere was eased a lot.

"But having said that, the Zhan King and his wife are truly in love! Even to such a dangerous place, the Zhan Princess is willing to follow him." Someone made such a sigh, which immediately attracted the people around to nod in agreement.

Everyone looked at the carriage going further and further away, and a feeling of envy welled up in their hearts.

"Who says it isn't true? Look at the couple, they share the joys and sorrows and never leave each other. They are truly role models for our generation!" another person echoed, his tone not only filled with sincere respect for the Zhan Wang couple, but also revealed a deep concern.

The atmosphere in the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion was so heavy that water could almost turn into ice.

The old Duke, a veteran who had fought in the battlefield and made outstanding contributions, was now sitting in the hall with a worried look on his face, his brows furrowed as if water could be squeezed out of them.

The teacup in his hand had already gone cold, but he forgot to change it for a hot one.

Before leaving, Jun Feimo had sent someone to deliver a letter to the old Duke. After reading the letter, the old Duke became worried.

The old lady walked in slowly with steady steps, and immediately saw the old Duke sitting at the table with a frown on his face. Her heart tightened, and she hurried forward, gently patted the old Duke on the shoulder, and said softly, "Don't worry too much. The War King is a man who has experienced many battles and has extraordinary abilities. He will definitely not be defeated by those thieves from Xiliang."

However, when the old Duke heard this, he suddenly raised his head, widened his eyes, and puffed up his cheeks, just like an angry frog.

He blew his beard and glared, and roared angrily: "Humph! Who would worry about that bastard?"

The old lady couldn't help but be startled by his sudden reaction, and a look of astonishment appeared on her face.

After a while, she came back to her senses and stammered, "Then...then why are you like this?"

At this time, the old Duke was so angry that his face turned red. He stood up suddenly, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth in the hall quickly. His heavy footsteps seemed to step heavily on the old lady's heart with every step, making her nervous.

Finally, the old Duke stopped, turned to face the old lady, and continued with an angry face: "That damn War King, he actually took our Xier away! Just think about it, Xier is now more than three months pregnant! Not to mention the long journey, it was snowing heavily and the weather was so bad. Plus, the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly and it is extremely dangerous. If something happens, how can I, an old man, feel at ease!" At this point, the old Duke's voice trembled unconsciously, and his eyes turned slightly red, revealing his deep worry and concern for his granddaughter.

The old Duke added: "It's okay for Xi'er to be willful, but he is Xi'er's husband, and he didn't try to persuade her, but let her do what she wants. This is really pissing me off."

When the old lady heard this, her face suddenly changed and she almost crushed the handkerchief in her hand.

"What? King Zhan is taking Xier to the border? No, old man, before they go far, you should send someone to bring Xier back. She is pregnant!" The old lady was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, with a pleading tone in her voice.

The old Duke snorted heavily, and the sound seemed to come from deep in his nasal cavity, with deep dissatisfaction and helplessness. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was like a torch, but inadvertently revealed a trace of worry that was difficult to conceal.

"Do you think I don't want her to stay in the mansion and rest assured for the baby? But look, this is a letter from Xier." As he spoke, the old Duke slowly raised his arm, his movements seemed a little slow and heavy.

I saw him slowly reaching his hand into his wide sleeves, and after groping for a while, he took out a neatly folded letter.

Seeing this, the old lady quickly stretched out her slightly trembling hands, eager to take the letter.

Her fingers were slightly bent, as if they were a little out of control due to nervousness. After finally receiving the letter, the old lady opened it carefully as if she were holding a rare treasure.

When you unfold the letter, the first thing that catches your eye is lines of beautiful handwriting.

The font is like flowers blooming in spring, soft yet strong.

Every word reveals Xier's inner determination and resolution, which can't help but move people.