Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

"Your Majesty, it's not that we are unwilling to surrender, but the Grand Princess has drugged us. We have no choice but to obey her orders, otherwise there will be no way to survive."

Wen Ling was stunned, then looked at Xiao Zhiyan behind him.

Noticing Wen Ling's gaze, Xiao Zhiyan's eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward to check the soldiers' pulses.

"It's a parasite, a hemp parasite. This parasite reproduces very quickly, and the person infected with it will feel like ants gnawing all over their body late at night."

It’s not that none of these soldiers had secretly sought medical attention, but no one could find anything wrong with them.

Seeing that Xiao Zhiyan made the diagnosis immediately and the symptoms he described were extremely consistent, the soldiers quickly took out a bottle of antidote that Wen Zhi had distributed to them.

Wen Zhi would give them the antidote once every two weeks to control them and make them work for him.

Xiao Zhiyan opened the bottle, sniffed it, and said sarcastically, "It's just a painkiller."

"When did Wen Zhi put the Gu on you?"

Xiao Zhiyan raised his eyebrows and spoke.

"On the day His Majesty returns to the capital."

It was also the day Bree died.

Wen Ling looked at Xiao Zhiyan, "Can this poison be cured?"

"Like the puppet Gu, this Gu worm doesn't live long, only about half a year."

The soldiers of both armies looked at each other, which meant that as long as they could hold on for the next six months, they would be fine.

The two armies were overjoyed and quickly kowtowed to Wen Ling to express their loyalty.

Wen Ling waved his hand and handed the issue of these soldiers to Zhou Han. The army trained by Zhou Han was the most loyal.

She is the most suitable person to be assigned the task of organizing the army.

After returning to the palace, Xiao Zhiyan first went back to his own palace to rest and change clothes.

After tying the belt around his waist, Xiao Zhiyan frowned and looked at Yuan Jiu who was tidying up his clothes.

"Yuan Jiu, A Ling chose me without hesitation between me and Xu Zhuoan."

Yuan Jiu looked at his own prince, who was extremely happy, and said with a smile, "That's natural. Your Highness's position in His Majesty's heart is undoubtedly unmatched."

But in her heart, she was thinking that His Majesty probably saw through Her Highness's intentions. In addition, His Majesty also knew that if she chose Master Xu in front of His Highness, Master Xu would probably be killed by His Highness first, rather than being killed by Wen Zhi.

Alas, if it were in the past, he would have been stupid enough to argue with His Highness, but now he sees His Highness is even happier after hearing his words.

Forget it, forget it, His Highness’s love brain is useless no matter who comes.

Here, Xiao Qi was also asking Wen Ling if she was not afraid that after choosing Xiao Zhiyan, Xiao Zhiyan would not save Xu Zhuoan and the mission would fail?

Wen Ling took a sip of tea and smiled.

"Xiao Zhiyan would not do anything that would be detrimental to himself. He knew that if Xu Zhuoan died, there would be no possibility for him and me."

After all, it was he who brought the person into Wen Zhi’s camp, so naturally he had to bring the person out safely.

Xiao Qi's mind raced, "Will Xiao Zhiyan know that you chose him, and then he will save Xu Zhuoan?"

Wen Ling raised an eyebrow. Xiaoqi, this artificial intelligence, had a very flexible mind.

"of course I know."

"what!"

Xiao Qi sighed, "Isn't Xiao Zhiyan just deceiving himself? He knows that you knew that if he chose Xu Zhuoan, Xu Zhuoan would be killed by him, but if you chose him, he could save Xu Zhuoan. Why would he do such a thing?"

This brain really works.

Wen Ling chuckled, "None of this matters to Xiao Zhiyan. He just wants to hear the answer he wants from me, and chooses him over Xu Zhuoan."

Xiao Qi pouted, "Your human emotions are really hard to understand. What good is there in deceiving yourself? He's still so happy."

"Xiao Qi, don't study Xiao Zhiyan's mind. Study normal people first. You can't understand the mind of a madman right now."

After changing his clothes, Xiao Zhiyan went straight to Wen Ling's hall.

"have a good time?"

Wen Ling raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a smile.

Xiao Zhiyan's eyebrows were covered with a charming smile, "A Ling chose me, I'm very happy."

Wen Ling's smile faded, "I'll bring a gift tomorrow to apologize to An An."

Xiao Zhiyan's lips pursed instantly, "Why should I apologize to him? He was the one who insisted on following me out of the palace last night."

"You didn't bring that person into Wen Zhi's camp on purpose?"

Xiao Zhiyan stopped talking.

Wen Ling leaned closer to him, "Not behaving well?"

Xiao Zhiyan's eyelashes trembled slightly and his hands clenched tighter. From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever made him bow his head and apologize.

Xu Zhuoan is not worthy of it.

Wen Ling took an imperial edict from the corner of the desk and waved it in front of Xiao Zhiyan's eyes.

"Are you sure you don't want to go?"

Xiao Zhiyan raised his eyes, took the bright yellow imperial edict and opened it, then his eyes lit up. It was the imperial edict to confer the title of empress.

Xiao Zhiyan raised his hands and hugged Wen Ling tightly.

"Go, I'll go, I'll go and apologize to him now."

Wen Ling chuckled and stroked his hair.

"That's good."

Xiao Zhiyan took the imperial edict and strode away. He would now ask Yuan Jiu to choose a gift for Xu Zhuoan.

After the situation in Nanchen was settled, Wen Ling took Xiao Zhiyan back to Beizhao.

In the Beizhao Hall, the Beizhao Emperor lay peacefully on the bed, leaving behind the imperial edict of succession.

Beside the bed, Xiao Zhiyan glanced at him with disgust, "It's still too easy for him to die. It's really too easy for him."

Wen Ling smiled and said, "After all, he helped us in the end. The easier it is, the easier it is."

Wen Zhou, who was standing behind Wen Ling, had a complicated expression on his face as he clenched the sword in his hand and stared at Emperor Bei Zhao lying on the bed.

It can be considered as revenge for my mother.

The ministers of Beizhao never expected that the Beizhao Emperor would pass the throne to Wen Ling, a person of an outsider. Even with the Beizhao Emperor's imperial decree of succession, some of them still disobeyed and wanted to resist.

But when they saw the soldiers led by Zhou Han stationed outside Beizhao City, none of them dared to resist.

To avoid going back and forth, Wen Ling directly placed the merged Beizhao and Nanchen Imperial City on the Beizhao side.

The coronation ceremony and the ceremony of conferring the title of queen were held together.

Bei Zhao Jian Fenghou's candidate was a descendant of their Bei Zhao royal family, so the slight resentment she had originally felt was gone.

Xiao Zhiyan held Wen Ling's hand tightly and stood in the hall, looking at Wen Ling with an obsessed look.

From now on she will be his only.

On the wedding night, Xiao Zhiyan had his hair loose, his clothes half exposed, and he looked lazy and extremely seductive.

After a spring breeze, Xiao Zhiyan woke up and looked at Wen Ling who was still sleeping in front of him. With joy in his eyes, he leaned over and kissed her on the eyebrows.

How could he like someone so much that he felt the boring days day after day became lively and interesting.

Wen Ling was woken up by him and buried herself in the quilt.

"Sleep a little longer."

However, Xiao Zhiyan's eyes flashed with a dark light, and he spoke while playing with her hair.

"Yesterday I saw a memorial on A Ling's desk asking her to enrich her harem."

Wen Ling hugged his waist and buried her head in his neck. Xiao Zhiyan really liked that Wen Ling was so close to him, so he changed her position to make her sleep more comfortably.

"Don't worry about it. I won't go back on my word."

Xiao Zhiyan hugged Wen Ling tightly.

"Of course I believe A Ling. I believe whatever A Ling says."

Memorials urging her to enrich her harem came in batches every few months, more punctual than the growth cycle of leeks.

After hearing about this, Xiao Zhiyan looked at Wen Ling with a dark look in his eyes and spoke with a smile.

"A Ling, why don't you bring a few people in and hand them over to me? If a few die, I'll see who dares to send people in again."

Seeing that Xiao Zhiyan might turn evil, Wen Ling was afraid that he would go to the homes of those ministers with a knife and chop off their heads.

The next day, he went to court and directly stated that he was infertile. No matter how many people he accepted, it would be useless. The taskers in the small world were unable to have children.

Now all the ministers were dumbfounded, while Xiao Zhiyan's eyes turned red and he was extremely moved.

"Yuan Jiu, A Ling went to such lengths for me."

Now Yuan Jiu stopped complaining about his prince’s love-brainedness. After all, he was also quite touched.

As soon as Wen Ling returned to the bedroom, Xiao Zhiyan hugged her tightly.

Seeing that he just hugged her without saying anything, Wen Ling stroked his hair.

"Are you satisfied with my choice this time? It's not an answer you calculated, but a choice I made voluntarily."

Xiao Zhiyan's eyes suddenly turned red.

Wen Ling kissed his eyebrows.

"I just want to be with you forever."

Xiao Zhiyan felt the warmth between her eyebrows and listened to the touching love words in his ears, tears sliding uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

He raised his eyebrows again, and there was no trace of the gloom between his brows that he had when they first met. There was no longer a trace of hostility in his eyes, and they were clear as day.

A smile appeared on Xiao Zhiyan's face and he threw himself back into Wen Ling's arms.

How could one lifetime be enough? He wanted to be with A Ling for the rest of his life.

Finish.