Accidentally dressed as an empress

Late at night, the Chu palace was dead silent, except for the bright lights in Prince Jin's bedroom.

The hall was filled with a pungent smell of medicine, which mixed with the heavy atmosphere in the air, making it hard to breathe.

The young master collapsed to the ground without any warning, vomiting blood in large mouthfuls. The bright red blood splattered on the expensive carpet, which was shocking.

The attendants beside them turned pale with fear, their screams and cries instantly shattering the quiet of the night. "Hurry! Call the imperial physician!" The attendants panicked and frantically carried Master Jin to the bed, but his face grew paler and his breath grew weaker.

Just as everyone was in chaos, Zhou Jing was hurriedly brought in. She looked at the unconscious Gongzi Jin, without thinking too much, and quickly stepped forward, her fingers skillfully placed on his pulse.

Her brows were furrowed, her expression focused. After a moment, she stood up and ordered, "Quick, prepare the silver needles and some herbs. There's no time to waste!"

Zhou Jing rolled up her sleeves, picked up the silver needles, and expertly located the acupuncture points, inserting them one by one with precision. With each insertion, beads of sweat formed on her forehead, but her eyes were filled with determination and concentration.

After the acupuncture was completed, she stayed by the medicine stove again, watching the medicine soup slowly boil, stirring it with a spoon from time to time, with a focused expression.

After the medicine soup was ready, Zhou Jing carefully helped Gongzi Jin up and fed him one spoonful at a time.

Perhaps it was the effect of the medicine, or perhaps it was the effect of Zhou Jing's treatment, but Gongzi Jin's face gradually regained some color and he stopped vomiting blood. However, he was still unconscious.

Zhou Jing sat beside the bed, looking at him quietly without saying anything.

A large group of soldiers went in and out, investigating the cause of Gongzi Jin's illness. Finally, they found out that it was poisoning, and the evidence pointed to Gongzi Man.

When the King of Chu learned that the reason why Prince Jin was poisoned was related to Prince Man, he was furious and immediately ordered Prince Man to be deposed and imprisoned.

In the court, all the ministers were silent, and no one dared to plead for Prince Man.

It was two days later that the carrier pigeon arrived at the Chu army camp.

When the news of Gongzi Man being deposed reached Xiang Xiao, his face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

He suddenly threw the scroll in his hand to the ground and roared: "This is simply slander! How could Master Man do such a thing! It is obvious that someone is deliberately framing him!" His deputy generals looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward to dissuade him.

Prince Man was his sister's only son and of noble status, but the King of Chu loved the youngest son born to the dancer.

As soon as that sickly guy got into trouble, the King of Chu deposed Prince Man without any investigation. He was so foolish!

He wants to see how the King of Chu can fight without the Xiang army!

Xiang Xiao paced back and forth in the tent, getting angrier and angrier the more he thought about it.

After a moment, he stopped, took a deep breath, waved his hand vigorously, and ordered calmly: "Pass the order down, retreat immediately and in an orderly manner! The entire army must ensure that the troops are in good order, and the food and supplies are properly placed. Don't panic!" His voice was low but very penetrating, echoing in the tent.

When the soldiers heard the order, they looked hesitant, but they dared not disobey the military order as it was like a mountain, so they could only obey and leave.

The soldiers acted quickly. Although they knew they were retreating, they were not at all panicked.

Messengers galloped on horseback, relaying orders to each tent. The infantry quickly assembled their weapons and formed into orderly formations. The cavalry expertly saddled their horses and led them to designated positions. The soldiers transporting the fodder had clear divisions of labor: some were responsible for counting, others for carrying, and still others for loading. Bags of fodder were loaded onto the wagons in an orderly fashion.

In the entire military camp, there were only the sounds of orderly footsteps, the neighing of war horses and the concise commands of the soldiers. Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

The movements in the Chu army camp were seen by Yun Lang, a general of the Yun State.

He stood on the observation deck, looking at the retreating Chu army from their camp not far away, with a barely perceptible smile on his face.

In his view, this was undoubtedly a godsend.

The sudden retreat of the Chu army must have unstable its morale. If the Yun State sent troops to pursue them at this time and caught them off guard, they would be able to recover a lot of lost territory and perhaps even turn the entire situation of the war around.

Thinking of this, a hint of determination flashed in Yun Lang's eyes. He turned around and strode into the tent, ready to call the generals to discuss the battle plan.