After being reborn, I went on a killing spree in the imperial court.

"Ah Yuan, listen to me! You've been shot in the chest with an arrow, and it's poisoned. We need to pull it out now!"

"It might hurt a little in a bit, you have to bear with it!"

Chu Yan wiped away the black blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. At this moment, the fear of the smell of blood didn't seem so important anymore.

Cao Yuan closed her eyes, her face ashen with death. "Don't save me! I'll only kill more people if I live! Just let me die!"

"Ah Yuan, aren't you going to defend the city? Don't you care about your people? There's still a battle to be fought in Liucheng, you can't be hurt!"

"It was a mistake for me to survive! If it weren't for me, there would have been no war, and General Liu's maternal grandfather wouldn't have died twice!"

Chu Yan thought she was delirious from poisoning, "A-Yuan, stop talking!"

"Master, please help her remove the arrow quickly, we can't delay any longer."

Ying Xianren placed a basin of hot water beside the bed, then handed a dagger to Chu Yan.

Chu Yan glanced at him, puzzled.

"Why are you looking at me! Men and women shouldn't touch each other. You can have your own people!"

"Her poisoned arrow has been inside her for several days. You need to help her take off her clothes, cut open the wound, and remove the poisoned arrow."

Chu Yan looked at the knife and at her pained expression, and hesitated to make a move.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up!" Ying Xianren turned his back.

Chu Yan looked at her, helped her up, and let her lean against him.

"Ah Yuan! I... I need to take off your clothes. Can you take them off yourself?"

Cao Yuan closed her eyes, showing no intention of cooperating.

"Stop dawdling! You figure it out yourself~" Ying Xianren became even more impatient upon hearing this and went out directly.

At a time like this, is life more important or etiquette?

"Ah Yuan, pull yourself together! Marquis of Zhenbei..."

"The Marquis of Zhenbei is not dead!" Chu Yan finally revealed the truth.

Cao Yuan suddenly opened her eyes, a glimmer of hope in them. "What did you say?"

"The Marquis of Zhenbei is not dead! Your maternal grandfather is still alive! I'll tell you the details later, but for now, you must cooperate with me!"

Cao Yuan's tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes, sliding down her pale cheeks and dripping onto Chu Yan's hand.

Her voice trembled and became hoarse as she threatened, "Chu Yan! If you dare to lie to me again this time, I will never let you go. I really will kill you!"

Chu Yan felt the strength in Cao Yuan's hand and the emotion in her eyes. He gripped Cao Yuan's soft, boneless hand tightly, his eyes revealing unwavering determination, as if they could pierce through any obstacle. He solemnly said, "I really didn't lie to you this time! I swear on my life! I will never lie to you again."

His tone was full of sincerity and earnestness, hoping to dispel Cao Yuan's doubts and anger.

"Okay! You didn't lie to me! You really didn't lie to me!"

"Ah Yuan, can I help you take off your clothes?"

Cao Yuan nodded.

Chu Yan unbuttoned her outer garment, disregarding the difference between men and women at this moment, and drew his dagger, gripping it tightly in his hand.

Seeing how deep the wound was, my heart ached unbearably. I had no idea how long she had endured it.

Chu Yan held her down, using one hand to hold the knife and the other to smooth the skin of her wound. "A-Yuan, bear with it!"

"Ah~"

The terrifying screams that echoed from inside the house seemed like sharp thorns piercing Chu Yan's heart, causing him unbearable pain.

Each scream felt like a heavy blow to his soul, and he wished he could take Cao Yuan's place and suffer all that pain for her.

Chu Yan hardened his heart and cut open the wound. He knew that if he hesitated even slightly, the poisoned arrow would remain in Cao Yuan's body for another moment.

Time seemed to stretch on endlessly at that moment, each quarter of an hour feeling like an eternity.

Immortal Ying brought over a set of clothes. "Let her change into these!"

Chu Yan looked at the clothes and then at Ying Xianren.

"What are you standing there for? Do you expect me to replace your woman?"

Chu Yan bandaged her wound, helped her change her clothes, and wiped away his sweat as he walked from the bedside to Ying Xianren.

"Master, how long will it take for her to recover?"

"You need to rest!"

There's still war going to break out! This isn't a place where you can rest and recuperate!

Liucheng is in imminent danger, and Fan Qingli's reinforcements should have arrived by now.

I wonder if Liucheng can pull through this time.

Chu Yan was deeply worried.

-

Heavy snow fell in Liucheng.

The city gates are closed.

Fan Qingli returned with her entourage, still covered in snow.

"Lord Fan, have you found His Highness?" Jinzhu asked hurriedly when she saw them return.

Fan Qingli shook her head. "The snow is too heavy! It's too dangerous to go down the mountain, and Liucheng still needs to be guarded!"

"We can't send that many people."

“Then Jinzhu and I will go look for it! You all guard the city!” Bailu said.

"No way! Neither of you knows martial arts. What if you get attacked too? How am I supposed to explain this to the Prince?"

Fan Qingli let out a long sigh of relief, "I heard that the Prince also fell off a cliff when he was attacked at the border last time! He should be fine this time too!"

"Besides, when she fell, the Crown Prince of Shu also jumped down! Surely His Highness must have other ways to deal with it!"

"Report!"

"The Shu army has issued a challenge; the battle will begin tomorrow."

Fan Qingli frowned. "I'll go discuss a strategy first! Right now, everything is for Liucheng's sake. Don't cause any trouble!"

Fan Qing left to discuss the battle plan with Marshal Liu Cheng elsewhere.

Bai Lu paced anxiously, her eyes welling up with tears. "I can't go to this, I can't go to that, what should I do?"

Jinzhu collapsed to the ground. "The Marquis is gone, General Liu is gone, and now even His Highness's remains have not been found!"

"Pah! What remains! The princess is definitely not dead! What kind of person is the eldest prince? How could he die so easily?"

"But His Highness was already seriously injured at the time! Is it really possible for him to be so lucky every time?" Jinzhu rubbed her eyes.

The news quickly reached the capital of Wei.

Inside the palace.

"Have you heard? The entire 50,000 soldiers who came to support Chen have been wiped out. His Highness Prince Shuo, Marquis Zhenbei, and others have all died in battle."

"Oh no! What are we going to do! Is our Wei Kingdom really going to surrender?"

Several palace maids whispered among themselves.

"stop!"

The palace maid turned her head and saw that it was Consort Hua.

"This servant greets Consort Hua!"

What were you just talking about?

The young palace maids looked at each other, heads bowed, not daring to utter a sound.

"Hurry up and tell the truth!"

"Your Highness Consort Hua, we have heard that the 50,000-strong army that came to support the Chen Kingdom has been completely wiped out, and even... even the Marquis of Zhenbei and His Highness Prince Shuo have all died in battle."

Consort Hua frowned. Prince Shuo and Marquis Zhenbei were killed in battle. What about the master...?

"Your Majesty, His Majesty is waiting for you! You should hurry."

Yue'e reminded him.

Consort Hua entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation with a heavy heart.

Memorials and letters were scattered on the floor of the main hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The emperor sat on the dragon throne with his head down and a worried expression; a few strands of his black hair at his temples had turned white.