Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

At three quarters past noon, a sudden rain hit the glazed tiles of the East Palace. When Feng Mulan's heavy sword split the rain curtain, the bronze fangs on the scabbard were biting the hem of Chu Ning's battle robe.

Night dew condensed on her black iron wristbands, the nine-ring belt showed off her slender waist, and the red coral beads adorned on the tassel of her light sword cast a bloody afterimage in the rain.

It was tied by Chu Ning himself when we defeated Qin last year.

Chu Ning and Shen Wanying came out of the hall at the same time. Seeing Feng Mulan looking furious, they immediately realized that Feng Mulan had also received the news.

"It's raining heavily outside, come in and talk." Chu Ning tried to put the matter aside.

But Feng Mulan snorted coldly and asked, "Why don't you let me participate in this war against Jin?"

Chu Ning frowned and pretended to be displeased: "As the prince's concubine, how can you risk going to the battlefield so easily?"

"Besides, you just handed over the Youzhou troops. If you go to the battlefield again now, others will think you are greedy for power."

"Besides, the most important thing in this attack on Jin is the battle on water. If you are not good at water, it will be useless for you to go there."

"I don't know how to swim?"

Feng Mulan thrust the heavy sword into the crack between the gold bricks with her backhand, and the bluestone floor immediately cracked like a spider web.

"Your Highness, have you ever thought about this? The general is my father. He is in charge of the navy. Do you think I am incapable of sailing?"

"This..." Chu Ning touched his nose and was suddenly embarrassed.

He had forgotten about it.

At this time, Shen Wanying tilted her gold-clad umbrella towards Feng Mulan, lowering the ribs to block Chu Ning's sight, and whispered:

"Mulan, please go into the palace and talk. His Highness may have his own considerations on this matter."

The two of them had always had a close relationship, and since they shared the same husband, they had long called each other sisters.

"Wanying doesn't have to be a peacemaker!"

Feng Mulan swung her sword to cut off the rain curtain hanging from the umbrella, and the cold light of the sword illuminated the cinnabar on her eyebrows.

"You don't understand what's going on on the front line. Having me by his side can ensure his safety!"

Before he finished his words, the heavy sword had already swept towards the jade belt on Chu Ning's waist. The wind from the sword blew away the rain under the eaves and swept straight towards Chu Ning.

Chu Ning spun around to avoid the sweep and frowned, "Since you want to go to the frontline so much, then you have to defeat me first!"

"Someone, bring me my spear."

Zhao Yu personally handed the spear from Chu Ning.

"Humph, I'm not afraid of you! It just so happens that my martial arts have improved recently!"

Feng Mulan suddenly swung her sword and spun around, stabbing Chu Ning's throat like a snake's tongue: "Then try the newly practiced Sixteen Swallow Returns!"

When the sword brushed past the neck guard, he suddenly changed his moves and tried to untie the belt around his waist.

He suddenly attacked, and Shen Wanying, who knew no martial arts, was so frightened that she retreated repeatedly.

It was not until she retreated to the window frame with swastika patterns that she could see clearly - Mulan avoided vital points in every move, and her sword always lingered near Chu Ning's old wound.

Although his words were harsh, when it came to real action, he showed mercy.

Originally she was worried that Feng Mulan would not go too far, but now it seems that she was worrying too much.

After calming herself down, she looked carefully at the two fighting parties.

"The seventh move!"

Chu Ning suddenly used his spear as a club to smash the heavy sword. Feng Mulan's knuckles were bleeding, but she used the force to leap onto the stone lion in front of the hall.

She crossed her swords into a pair of scissors, catching the tip of the spear that was thrusting at her. Sparks flowed along with the rain into the eye sockets of the stone statue of Suan Ni.

Chu Ning smiled slightly: "Not bad, but this is not enough!"

After saying this, Chu Ning exerted force with both hands and suddenly rushed forward.

Feng Mulan's face changed slightly. Just as she was about to exert force, she found that Chu Ning's speed was too fast and she could not keep up with Chu Ning's speed at all.

In a flash, the Panlong Spear was pressed against the seam of her armor on her chest, and the water drops from the red tassel on the spear head were dripping onto the black sword tassel tied to her combat boots.

"Hmph!" Feng Mulan snorted coldly, not wanting to admit defeat.

The sudden rain gathered into streams on the blue brick ground. When Feng Mulan's heavy sword split the rain curtain, the bronze animal heads on the nine-ring belt made a killing sound.

The soles of her boots rolled over the stagnant water, and she lifted her heavy sword from bottom to top, the tip of the sword brushing the hem of Chu Ning's python robe.

"The eighth move!"

When Chu Ning turned around, the Panlong Spear swept across, and the spear hit the heavy sword, sparks flew.

Feng Mulan used the force to leap into the air, and her light sword pierced his throat like a poisonous snake, but the tassel of the sword was entangled by the spear.

Raindrops dripped down the red tassel, reflecting Feng Mulan's stubborn face.

"Watch out!" Feng Mulan suddenly dropped her sword and turned around, swinging her heavy sword to create a full moon arc.

Chu Ning leaned back to avoid the "New Moon Slash" and used the tip of his spear to touch the ground and use the force to leap onto the stone lion.

The swirling corners of the clothes scraped across the eye sockets of the stone statue of Suan Ni, and the falling gravel scared away the flock of birds taking shelter under the eaves.

Feng Mulan's heavy sword chopped towards the stone lion's head like a soul-chasing sword, and Chu Ning's spear shot out like a dragon and went straight to the empty space on her right shoulder.

In a flash, a light sword flew out from her left sleeve, and it turned out to be a special dagger in her sleeve.

The tip of the spear slid along the edge of the sword, plowing a three-inch deep groove on the bluestone slab.

"Eleventh Style!"

Chu Ning suddenly changed his tactics, and his spear turned into a swimming dragon exploring the sea.

Feng Mulan crossed her swords into a scissors, but he tricked her into losing her balance with a feint.

The spear barrel hit the belt around her waist hard, and the gold and jade buckle broke.

Feng Mulan's eyes were bloodshot, and she suddenly used the ranger's sword-dragging trick with her heavy sword.

When Chu Ning raised his gun to block, her light sword had already opened the strap of his wrist guard.

But at this time, the tip of the Panlong spear was against her throat.

"You lose." Chu Ning panted and wiped the rain from his eyelashes, and suddenly saw blood oozing from the corner of Feng Mulan's lips.

She actually bit her tongue and used all her internal energy at the last moment, and her heavy sword knocked the tip of the gun away, leaving a deep scratch several inches deep on the gun shaft.

“In my life…”

Feng Mulan entangled the spear with her two swords and pulled it down suddenly. Chu Ning staggered half a step and almost fell to his knees.

"There is no word of giving up!"

The light sword suddenly flew out of his hand towards the bronze crane in front of the hall, but was knocked down by the spear in mid-air.

The wind from the gun blew up her scattered hair, revealing a section of her snow-white neck.

When the final move "Blue Dragon Returns to the Sea" was performed, the rainstorm suddenly stopped.

The water droplets condensed on the tip of the gun hung between Feng Mulan's eyebrows, reflecting her red eyes.

The heavy sword was deeply inserted into the crack of the gold brick, and three coral beads on the tassel of the light sword broke into pieces, looking like blood splashed on the snowy field at sunset.

"You are cheating!"

Feng Mulan stared at the broken umbrella pieces that were falling in the fragrant wind and shouted, "How can you be so fast?"

"Soldiers who, deception also."

Chu Ning put away his gun and said with a smile: "Just like you pretended to attack my right rib just now, but actually forced me to defend myself."

The rain gradually subsided, and Feng Mulan's heavy sword was finally sheathed.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she did lose.

She also understood that if the toxins in Chu Ning's body had not been completely cleared, she might not have been able to survive even ten moves.

Shen Wanying looked at the two people's overlapping shadows in the rain and sighed: "Since the winner has been decided, Mulan, you can stay."

In fact, she also wanted Feng Mulan to follow Chu Ning to the front line, but the matter was of great importance, and Chu Ning refused righteously, so she couldn't say much.

Chu Ning threw the spear to Zhao Yu, and smiled as he held Feng Mulan in his arms: "Okay, don't be angry. I promise you that I will take you with me when we attack the Wei Kingdom."

"But tonight..."

Chu Ning smiled and brought the two women into the hall.