The Villain is Reborn! Princess Zhan goes on a killing spree in the capital

Half the antidote?

Su Jixue looked Zong Kui up and down, and could feel that he was already terminally ill.

It’s reasonable to ask for an antidote now.

The three counties of Nanxun were actually more unbearable for Nanqing than losing the nine states of Yanbei.

The nine states of Yanbei are more about appearance than substance.

But the three counties of Nanxun were different. They possessed gold, silver, and iron mines, representing their most tangible benefits. Nanqing already possessed abundant iron mines, making them the most reliant of the other five kingdoms. After all, powerful weapons were inseparable from iron mines. However, apart from the one in Wanxi, the only other gold mine in Nanqing was found in Nanxun, and this was Zongkui's true strength.

And now, he actually agreed.

Su Jixue's fingers unconsciously circled the corner of her clothes. She thought Zong Kui would continue to argue, but she didn't expect him to value his life so much.

Indeed, he is worthy of being the leader of the clan.

"Okay, then please ask the emperor, the prince, and all the gentlemen to help witness this." Su Jixue made a quick decision. With such generous conditions, she had no reason to refuse: "However, this lady has one small request."

She wanted to see where Zong Kui's bottom line was.

"What?" Zong Kui's eyes flickered, and his fingers gripping the armrest of the wheelchair trembled slightly. He was a little worried that Su Jixue would continue to increase the stakes.

It's not that he couldn't agree to continue increasing the offer, but if he did, Su Jixue would inevitably find it strange.

After all, there are other ways to negotiate.

For example, delaying the onset of the poison and continuing negotiations.

"One hundred and twenty thousand soldiers of Dongchu died tragically at the border. This is the fault of Nanqing and the selfish officials of Dongchu." Su Jixue glanced at the War King and mentioned the two hundred thousand soldiers. She was actually involved in this. She was the one who originally deployed the Three Days of Snow.

She did not interfere with how this matter was used, but in the end, this matter was related to Ji Xue.

"But these 120,000 soldiers shouldn't have died!"

Su Jixue said this, looking solemnly at Emperor Ming, who sat on the dragon throne. "I implore His Majesty to build a martyrs' cemetery outside the capital to commemorate this battle, to warn the present and future generations to remember this tragic lesson, and to give the souls of those who died a place to rest."

Su Jixue was dressed in a bright red dress, and her tense little face looked particularly serious.

"This is the sorrow and grief of my Dong Chu."

A flash of surprise flashed across Emperor Ming's eyes. He hadn't expected Su Jixue to say such a thing. He glanced at the officials kneeling before the throne room, then at the sullen-looking King Zhan, who sat in his wheelchair.

The battle of Gu'an was a victory for Dong Chu, but also a loss for Dong Chu.

Since Su Jixue has made such a proposal, there is no harm in agreeing to it.

How many people in later generations will remember this scene and remember him as the emperor whose name will eventually be recorded in history books.

"I agree!" Emperor Ming made the final decision.

"Then the Regent, please beg me for the remains of 120,000 soldiers, as well as the transportation and mausoleum construction costs..." Su Jixue turned to look at Zong Kui, and the rest of the words were self-explanatory.

Dong Chu will definitely not pay this money.

"Nanqing will be responsible for all expenses related to this matter." Zong Kui took a deep breath and agreed with a grim expression.

A crushing defeat.

This was the result of his trip to Dongchu.

Beisu's face was as dark as coal. Su Jixue was a devil!

"Your Majesty, these two matters must be agreed upon separately later. The three counties of Nanxun belong to me!" Su Jixue then turned to look at Emperor Ming again, and once again emphasized the difference between the benefits given to her and to Dongchu.

"No crime, but your princess is not to be trifled with. You'll have to be more careful in the future." Emperor Ming looked at Prince Zhan with a faint smile. He was now liking Prince Zhan more and more. Especially since Su Jixue was so unwilling to suffer any loss, and Prince Zhan was also very strong-willed. These two were going to have a lot of fun in the future.

"Your Majesty, you're joking. I should protect my princess." Prince Zhan said, holding Su Jixue's hand again: "And the princess will also protect me, right?"

The pair of eyes that were as cold as a knife just now now seemed to have stars flowing, so bright that it was heart-breaking, and they looked at Su Jixue with incredible tenderness.

The burial of these 120,000 people was requested by Su Jixue for him.

In fact, the War King had already been working on the matter of 120,000 people begging for their remains. When he recovered, he had people collect the remains of the soldiers from the Gu'an battle and prepare to transport them to the capital. This was what he wanted to do for the 120,000 soldiers, but Su Jixue took this opportunity to turn this matter into a bright future.

Moreover, all the expenses were passed on to Zong Kui.

The ice and snow in the War King's eyes melted away, and warmth appeared in his chest. Whatever she did for him was always so open, honest and clear.

"Of course. My prince is injured and weak. Anyone who dares to provoke me will be in trouble with me!" Su Jixue stood beside the War King. If she had a knife in her hand, she would have drawn it in front of her. But now, she looked at the people of Dongchu without hesitation. Finally, her eyes fell on Zong Kui.

This blatant warning seems fierce yet cute.

Zong Kui coughed violently.

Bei Su looked anxious and worried: "Miss Su, now that the deal has been settled, isn't it time to prepare the medicine?"

Their master suffered a lot this time.

"Then I'm afraid we need a little help." Su Jixue and Zhan Wang interlocked their fingers, but when he looked at Zong Kui, his face was full of difficulty and indifference.

"What help?!" Bei Su suppressed his anger. After all, Zong Kui's life was still in Su Jixue's hands. It was just a matter of her decision.

"This lady needs the spiritual blood in the hands of Queen Mother Xie. Without the spiritual blood, the antidote cannot be made." Su Jixue said seriously.

As soon as these words fell, there was another commotion.

In fact, some court officials had already heard about this matter when Su Jixue woke up from her coma, but when the person involved spoke out directly, it still caused a commotion.

After all, that is the legendary blood of the elves.

"Miss Su." Emperor Ming's voice couldn't help but be a little nervous. After all, Empress Dowager Xie didn't even tell him about this matter, and he was also afraid that Su Jixue would say something nonsense.

"Your Majesty, that is the elixir in the hands of the Queen Mother. If the people of Nanqing want to take it, they will probably have to pay a corresponding price." Su Jixue gave a hint, indicating that what she said was for Dong Chu's sake.

"Su Jixue!" Bei Su was so angry at Su Jixue that his teeth ached.

Su Jixue turned her eyes away innocently: "That is the blood of the spirit race. Lord Beisu, you don't think that I, the Queen Mother of Dongchu, will give such a rare treasure to your regent for free, right?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Golden Palace fell silent again.

Su Jixue did it on purpose. She deliberately revealed the matter of Empress Dowager Xie and the spiritual blood to put Empress Dowager Xie in a difficult position and prevent her from directly giving the spiritual blood to Zongkui.

Even if Zong Kui still had the blood of the spirit race in his hands, when Su Jixue mentioned it like this, everyone would think that it was given to Zong Kui by Empress Dowager Xie in private.

Although Empress Dowager Xie's name was not on Zongkui's list, Su Jixue wanted to tie the two of them together.