Marry the villain and the whole court kneels down and calls her the queen

Ever since the last time Zhao Zhuoxi killed the envoys from Nanli Kingdom in a rage.

It takes some time for the news to reach Nanli.

Zhao Zhuoxi thought that it would take at least a long time for Nanli Kingdom to counterattack Daning.

Unexpectedly, not long after that, the Nanli Kingdom attacked.

However, there are no generals stationed on Nanli's side. If they fail, Daning will be in danger.

However, there were no generals to choose from in the court. After a round of purges, Zhao Zhuoxi could no longer trust anyone.

"Your Majesty, the Duke of Zhenguo's injuries are almost healed. He may not be able to fight in person, but he should have no problem leading the troops."

At this moment, Jiang Jiu's mind exploded. This was a good way to leave the palace.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I can accompany my father to lead the troops in battle, and I also have martial arts skills. If all else fails, I can lead the troops. You can't look down on me because I'm a woman. In ancient times, Hua Mulan joined the army in place of her father, and now I can also follow my father into battle."

Jiang Jiu talked a lot, but Zhao Zhuoxi didn't even look at her.

Still carefully screening the ministers in the court.

Jiang Jiu became anxious and grabbed Zhao Zhuoxi's wrist.

"If you don't let me go, I will never agree to be your queen in this life."

Zhao Zhuoxi held his forehead and said, "No, fighting is very dangerous. Your father can't go either, so how can I let you go?"

Jiang Jiu: "I'm going to avenge my grandfather, grandmother, and mother. This time, I'm not only going to drive Nan Li out, but I'd better destroy them."

This reason should be able to convince him.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhuoxi was even more indifferent this time and just left with his people.

"Inform the Ministry of War, and have Elder Qin and the others go to the Imperial Study..."

After Zhao Zhuoxi left, Jiang Jiu became more and more excited the more he thought about it.

If she could leave the palace and lead the troops to Nanli, if she could achieve some military merit, she could also bargain with the emperor.

But she doesn't know how to lead troops in battle.

After much deliberation, Jiang Jiu decided to leave the palace.

It was late at night and Jiang Jiu went out again.

In the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion, her father was still recuperating from his injuries. Upon hearing Jiang Jiu's words, he wanted to get up from the bed immediately and ask for a fight.

Jiang Jiu stopped him.

"Father, His Majesty won't agree to your going. Why don't I go for you..."

Unexpectedly, their discussion did not count. Early the next morning, Zhao Zhuoxi announced that as the emperor, he would personally lead the troops to fight.

Jiang Jiu rushed to Zhao Zhuoxi's study and looked at him eagerly.

"You really want to lead the troops to fight in person..."

Zhao Zhuoxi felt somewhat helpless: "What else can we do? Are we really going to listen to those court officials and cede land and pay compensation to Nanli, or do we want His Majesty to personally apologize to Nanli's Emperor?"

Jiang Jiu was shocked: "What? Your ministers actually gave you such bad advice?"

Zhao Zhuoxi pondered for a moment and nodded: "These court officials are quite old, and some of them are quite cowardly."

A pair of deep eyes looked at Jiang Jiu. When he came back, he would start a major reshuffle and leave only her as the woman in the harem. He wanted to make the court brand new.

Zhao Zhuoxi glanced at her calmly: "Since you want to go, I will accompany you..."

Ah? No, Jiang Jiu just wanted to leave the palace and leave Zhao Zhuoxi.

Since Zhao Zhuoxi has gone to fight in the war, it’s okay for her to stay in the palace.

But what does it mean that he accompanies her?

Zhao Zhuoxi: "Looking at the court, the only people who can suppress the Yao family army are the Duke of Zhenguo and your father. But the Duke of Zhenguo has passed away, and your father's injuries are still not healed. There really is no good candidate in the court."

"You don't really want to leave the palace, this time is perfect, follow me to fight Nanli."

Zhao Zhuoxi had another idea, which was to take her to visit Su City again after the war was over.

Chu Yu said that once she recalled the past, her life would be shortened. Although he didn't want to take the risk, he still wanted to give it a try with a lucky mentality.

After all, she now has no memory of him and doesn't love him at all.

This will make Zhao Zhuoxi very anxious.

When Jiang Jiu heard that he was going to fight with Zhao Zhuoxi, he felt a little worried and excited.

The next day, Zhao Zhuoxi was busy selecting soldiers and generals.

Jiang Jiu was looking for Taohua and was planning to call the guards in the mansion to teach her kung fu.

Don’t mention it, Taohua actually invited a martial arts master.

Jiang Jiu felt that this time travel was a bit of a loss. He had no portable space, no golden finger, no music, chess, calligraphy or painting, and his kung fu was not that good either.

Now that I am going to follow the emperor to the battlefield, I have to learn some skills to save my life.

"Master Chen, do you have a kung fu that allows you to run very far in an instant?"

Master Chen was stunned for a moment: "I do have Qinggong, but it's a bit difficult to run very far at once."

Jiang Jiu was speechless.

Zhao Zhuoxi was still very fast. Five days later, the newly enthroned emperor of Daning was ready to go.

Jiang Jiu was dressed up as a servant and sat directly in Zhao Zhuoxi's carriage.

When Zhao Zhuoxi turned his head, he saw Jiang Jiu's resentful eyes staring at him.

"You're so funny! I'm going to the war, and you disguised me as a servant. You've ruined the reputation of my Zhenguo Mansion."

Zhao Zhuoxi didn't say anything, but took out a hairpin from his sleeve pocket.

"This is for you, do you like it?"

The pearl hairpin is a good thing, but at this moment, Jiang Jiu doesn’t like it very much.

But when Zhao Zhuoxi pulled out the hairpin inside and it turned into a sharp dagger, Jiang Jiu's eyes lit up.

"It's amazing that you can still do this."

Zhao Zhuoxi explained: "I won't necessarily follow you on the battlefield this time. If anything happens, you have to learn to protect yourself."

Jiang Jiu didn't expect that Zhao Zhuoxi could still think of her despite his busy schedule.

After thinking about it carefully, she took out a sachet from her arms and handed it to him.

"I heard your birthday is coming soon. This is a gift from me to you. My craftsmanship isn't very good, so please bear with me."

Jiang Jiu's needlework never seemed to be any better.

Zhao Zhuoxi took it, put it under his nose and smelled it. It was a familiar fragrance and familiar embroidery.

"This is what Madam Qian asked you to do, right?"

Jiang Jiu was surprised: "How did you know?"

No one in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion knew his birthday, and the only one who could remember and remind her was Nanny Qian.

It seems that Nanny Qian also knows something.

However, he did think about this sachet for a long time.

A long time ago, Jiang Jiu said that she would embroider one for him, but so many things happened in the past two years that it was never completed.

Zhao Zhuoxi was already very happy, but the next sentence made Jiang Jiu immediately feel guilty.

"Actually, today is my birthday. I didn't expect that I would be leaving the palace to fight."

Jiang Jiu didn't expect that today was Zhao Zhuoxi's birthday. Looking at the crooked sachet he embroidered, he felt a little embarrassed to present it.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "How about I draw a picture for you."

Zhao Zhuoxi raised an eyebrow: "Aren't you good at nothing, like music, chess, calligraphy, or painting?"

Jiang Jiu took out an unburned charcoal from the charcoal fire in the carriage and sharpened it.

"I just don't know how to paint with a brush, but I do have a basic understanding of painting."

As he spoke, Jiang Jiu asked Zhao Zhuoxi to strike a pose.

"Don't move, my painting will definitely satisfy you."

Zhao Zhuoxi sat in the carriage, motionless, and saw Jiang Jiu take out a piece of drawing paper and scratch something on the paper with the charcoal pencil.

The carriage was very quiet, with only the breathing of the two people and the rustling of things.