The poisonous concubine is very arrogant, making the crippled king blush and his heart beat fast

Eunuch Fu took a deep breath and reported truthfully, "Your Majesty, the person Commander Duan sent returned seriously injured before delivering your message. He said..."

"What!?" The emperor's face turned livid, and he clenched his fists, making a crackling sound. "You didn't even deliver the message. What you meant was that the ten lieutenants will not enter the palace!"

The Queen Mother was anxious and said urgently, "Then send more people! Commander Duan is really something. Why did he only send one person to deliver the message? Who was the one who hurt the person?"

Eunuch Fu lowered his head and frowned as he responded, "Delivering messages doesn't usually waste too much manpower. Long San said that without Wen Mohan's token, it's impossible to get close to the Poison Scorpion Army camp."

"The other party said that no matter who it is, as long as they don't have Wen Mohan's token, they will be killed if they get within a certain distance. That's why we can't notify the ten lieutenants."

Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother's face turned pale and her lips trembled. "How despicable! Are these people planning a rebellion?! Ahem... ahem..."

Perhaps he was too angry, and he kept coughing while talking angrily, which frightened Nanny Ning and the emperor so much that they came forward to help him calm down.

"Someone, please call the imperial physician!" The emperor's voice was so cold and terrifying that everyone was so frightened that they dared not even breathe.

The Queen Mother coughed for a long time before she recovered and said weakly, "My prince, you...you should go and take care of the business. I...I am fine."

After hesitating for a long time, the emperor finally left obediently. When he hurried to the side hall, he saw Long San and Commander Duan kneeling covered in blood.

He asked Long San again about what happened, and found that it was exactly the same as what Eunuch Fu had said.

"How outrageous! My people are not allowed to get close to me. How abominable!" The emperor was so angry that his hands were shaking.

Commander Duan said sternly, "Your Majesty, Long San already said he was a Dragon Shadow Guard, but the person who intercepted him said he must be a spy from the enemy country, so he attacked without hesitation."

"Long San was no match for dozens of the enemy, so he was seriously injured. The Scorpion Camp was heavily guarded, and it was impossible to get close."

As soon as he finished speaking, Long San spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.

The emperor saw this and waved his hand with a sullen face, "I understand. Take him down to have a look."

"Yes!" Commander Duan checked Long San's breath, and when he saw that he was still breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief, picked him up and hurriedly left the side hall.

He did not leave the palace, but took him to the Imperial Hospital, "Long San, hold on!"

Long San slowly opened his eyes, took out the medicine bottle from his waist, and dripped a drop into his mouth with difficulty.

My internal organs were in great pain, but the moment I swallowed the medicine, I felt a warm current flowing through my veins and tendons, which was very comfortable...

Commander Duan frowned, "What are you drinking?"

Long San closed his eyes and leaned in his arms, and said weakly, "Internal injury medicine... The commander's arms are so warm."

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she rubbed his chest jokingly, causing blood to form on his neck.

Commander Duan's mouth twitched, his brow furrowed as he said, "I don't like men! I'm almost dead, and you're still in the mood to joke!"

His hard features wrinkled into a ball and his pace quickened.

Long San was a little thinner than him, and from a distance, one would think he was holding his bloody little wife.

……

Jiang Mengli already knew that Long San had returned. Yun Ying was kneeling on the ground with her head lowered, listening to his scolding quietly without daring to say a word.

"What did I tell you in the beginning? Don't hit the vital parts, just make some superficial injuries, and pour in some pig's blood, dog's blood, or chicken's blood!"

"Now you're telling me that I had to hit him a little harder to avoid exposing my flaws. He's already been injured like that. Is a little harder a big deal?"

"They had no obligation to tell us about these lands, yet you turned against them for the sake of your master. If he didn't survive, would you have a clear conscience?"

All the servants around were sent out, and only Lingqiao was left.

It was the first time that Lingqiao saw her young lady’s face so dark, and her tone was as cold as ice shards, which was very scary.

"Miss...Miss..." She pleaded cautiously, "Brother Yunying may not have thought about it that much. It wasn't intentional. You..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Mengli interrupted coldly before she could finish. "Anyone who dares to plead for him will kneel down together. I'm telling him that people can't be so selfish!"

"Keep kneeling for two full hours before standing up."

Yunying knew she was in the wrong, so she lowered her head and replied politely, "Yes."

Rumble…

Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, the sky darkened, dark clouds gathered, and strong winds blew.

Jiang Mengli walked out of the room with a cold face, looked up at the sky and frowned. It should rain heavily.

This kind of weather is very dangerous for Wen Mohan and the others, as they are afraid that someone will take advantage of this opportunity to do something bad.

"Well, why should I worry about him?" Jiang Mengli slapped his forehead, "He's so awesome, there's no need for me to worry about him at all."

Not long after, heavy rain came down.

The dry road surface became bumpy and slippery and difficult to walk on.

Wen Mohan was better off in the carriage, but everyone else was soaked. The road ahead was blurry in the heavy rain.

Some horses accidentally slipped and the scene became a bit chaotic.

Yun Jian opened the curtain and shouted, "The rain is so heavy, we can't move forward."

Wen Mohan frowned and glanced outside, then ordered, "Find a place to shelter from the rain, and continue on your journey after the rain stops."

After walking slowly for a distance, they saw a tea stall on the side of the road, and then everyone stopped and took shelter in the tea stall.

Just as the carriage was approaching the tea stall, the horse suddenly screamed out of control and ran away recklessly.

Yun Jian was shocked and hurried out in the rain, "Master!"

Long Yi and Long Er were also shocked and followed closely.

“Stop, stop now…!”

The rain was so loud that the horses were disobedient.

The horses were running wildly and not following the official road.

Wen Mohan was staggering inside. After struggling to steady himself, he lifted the curtain and went out, pulling the reins to calm the horse down.

“Control…!”

The horse hit a tree and the carriage overturned. There was a slope on the side, and Wen Mohan rolled down with the carriage and the horse.

When the carriage stopped, it hit his back, causing him to groan in pain.

He gritted his teeth, gathered his strength, and pushed the broken carriage away with his palm, then stood up from the mud.

"Go to hell!" A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him and swung the sword fiercely.

Wen Mohan's pupils trembled, and he quickly dodged to the side, drawing the soft sword from his waist to deal with it.

Such a scene made the man in black frown, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Prince Yu clearly has difficulty walking, so why is he able to move freely now?

The masked man in black immediately withdrew his thoughts and dealt with it more carefully and diligently.

After more than a dozen rounds, Wen Mohan's legs and feet were trembling slightly due to the strain. This scene was noticed by the man in black, who sneered wildly:

"Hahahaha... just accept your death. Death is inevitable, so why bother holding on? Watch this!"

He made a feint and kicked Wen Mohan's leg hard.

Wen Mohan retreated several meters, gritting his teeth and using his internal strength to steady himself, but his legs and feet went limp and he fell to his knees.

puff……

A mouthful of blood spurted out and was washed to the ground by the rain.

He was in a state of disarray, with his hair sticking to his pale face. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Jiang Mengli, this time... you can get rid of me even if you don't divorce me..."

In the end, they still couldn't escape death. This was the royal family everyone longed for... cold-blooded and ruthless, with no regard for their relatives...