Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

on the hall

Xiu Siyuan stared at the door anxiously. There was no news after Xiu Jin chased him out, and he didn't know how the fight between the two went.

The guard outside the palace ran in out of breath:

"Your Majesty! King Chen is poisoned and injured!"

Xiu Siyuan felt happy in his heart, but still had a worried look on his face: "What?! Take Gu to have a look!"

Come and take me to see the fun!

He suppressed the joy in his heart to prevent himself from almost laughing out loud, and rushed to the side hall with a group of imperial doctors in a hurry.

The palace was already in chaos, and a group of military generals had their eyes red with anxiety.

On the bed, Xiu Jin's armor had been taken off, his deep eyes were half-closed, his lips were pale, and he looked seriously injured.

The shoulders were stained red with blood. Xu Ci, who was always known as the smiling tiger, was treating Xiu Jin with a solemn expression.

"What do you do for everyone! Such a big mistake happened before the expedition! If it can't be cured, Chen Wanggu will ask you!"

Xiu Siyuan's furious voice could be heard even before he entered the door.

As soon as Xiu Siyuan finished speaking, a group of imperial doctors ran in rolling and crawling.

Xiu Jin weakly raised his eyes and glanced at the people. Seeing Xiu Jin so weak, Xiu Siyuan wanted to clap his hands and applaud.

Xu Ci stared at the imperial doctors in front of him with a cold face, and said disdainfully, "What's the use of a bunch of wine sacks and rice sacks?"

"Xu Ci must not be rude." Hearing this, Xiu Jin stopped Xu Ci with a hoarse voice. Then his eyes fell on a group of imperial doctors: "The expedition is about to begin. If the king's poison cannot be cured, it may be detrimental to our army. Thank you for your help."

"I will do my best"

Xiu Jin nodded, and a group of imperial doctors gathered around him. Then they all looked bitter and shook their heads.

"Your Majesty... the poison that King Chen was poisoned by was one of the strangest poisons in the world, Bone Hua Powder. The person who was poisoned would lose all his martial arts within a day, and within ten days he would suffer the pain of rotting bones, and he would bleed to death from all his orifices! The poison can be detoxified, but the detoxification process is extremely cumbersome..."

The imperial doctor's voice became softer and softer, and the hearts of everyone in the hall became heavier and heavier.

The minister behind Xiu Siyuan exaggeratedly slapped his thigh and began to act sadly: "What should we do? The war in Huishu is tense, and now His Highness Chen Wang is in this state"

As soon as the man finished speaking, another minister quickly took over: "His Royal Highness, King Chen, is the soul of our army in Great Xia. He once led an army of 20 to defeat a million enemy troops and retreated to the city gate. As long as King Chen is with us, our army's momentum will be strong." , I have the courage to ask King Chen to sit in the army and send an imperial physician to accompany him..."

"I think Master Wu is right. King Chen is famous. Not to mention going into battle to kill the enemy, even sitting in the army can frighten the enemy."

Xu Ci squinted his eyes and sneered in his heart. Each of these people was singing a double act. His prince was not the King of Hell, so how could he be so capable?

It was clear that they were forcing their prince to go into battle!

Although it was all within the prince's plan, it was still infuriating to see these people's overt and covert expressions.

Xiu Jin was also too lazy to listen to the acting of several people. He waved his hands feebly and said: "We will go on the expedition as usual. Xu Ci will accompany us. My body can hold up."

As soon as he let go, the people in front of him visibly flashed with joy.

Xiu Siyuan finished with a look of respect: "Uncle Wang has worked hard for Daxia, and I would like to thank Uncle Wang on behalf of the people of Daxia."

As he spoke, he bowed to Xiu Jin.

"Your Majesty cares about the people. It is my great fortune that King Chen is brave and good at fighting!"

Xu Ci and others were stunned. The one who was so shameless last time was the little sweetheart of his family, King Chen...

Several people watched the whole process with dark faces. In the end, King Chen's plan for the expedition remained unchanged.

The next day, Xiu Jin, wearing golden armor and leading an army of [-], rushed to Huishu amid the loud shouts of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and the people of the imperial city.

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the other side

On the border between the two countries, in the huge pine forest covered with snow, footsteps came from far and near, making a "creep" sound.

Rong Mo led the white horse and rushed to Xuan Kingdom in the cold wind.

"Tuanzi, is the route correct? I've been walking non-stop for seven days." Rong Mo's teeth were chattering due to the cold.

Daxuan Country is located in the north, and the closer you get, the colder it gets. After walking for seven days and seven nights, there was not even a trace of a ghost.

He tugged at the fur cloak on his body, and his breath turned into mist.

It's so cold!I don’t know what’s going on with Xiu Jin.

Bai Tuanzi landed on the horse's head and paid attention to Rong Mo's route: "Host, we will reach the border of Daxuan in one day's journey."

Damn, one day, he will be frozen into an ice sculpture now!

Rong Mo's little face hidden in the hat turned red passively. He raised his hands and rubbed them to get some warmth.

The horse behind him lowered his head and clicked on the white snow.

Rong Mo reached out and touched the horse's head. After running for seven days without stopping, the horse was too tired to walk.

This horse has a temper, and has to be pulled when it can't move. This horse was carefully selected by Wutong. It is said to be a thousand miles a day, and the speed is fast, but it is too short-lasting!

Rong Mo stroked the horse's mane and said, "Hey, you are working hard. When we get to Daxuan, can I serve you with delicious food and drinks?"

The horse still lowered its head and kicked its hooves in protest.

Rong Mo pursed his lips and looked at the sky speechlessly. He was so frozen that he started talking to the horse.

The horse next to him suddenly touched Rong Mo's sleeve, and he was a little surprised: "Do you understand?"

The white horse let out a cry, and Rong Mo jumped onto the horse's back with great joy: "Let's go! For the delicacies of the mountains and seas, big fish and meat! Charge!"

The white horse under him seemed to really understand, and rushed out with Rong Moyi on his feet.

The speed was indeed fast enough, and Rong Mo felt like vomiting. He bared his teeth and pulled at the fur, and the cold wind hurt his face like a knife.

Another day, I finally saw the city gate of Daxuan.

"Xu..."

Rong Mo tightened the reins and stopped under the city gate. The guard came over holding a spear.

The two countries were at war, and the troops stationed on the border were extremely nervous.

Rong Mo took out the jade pendant from his arms and threw it to the man: "I am Xiao Ke, the eldest prince of Daxuan. Open the city gate quickly!"

The guard caught Rong Mo's jade pendant and looked at it. After confirming that it was a royal jade pendant, he handed it back respectfully.

"The general will finally meet the eldest prince"

Rong Mo nodded slightly, reached out and grabbed the jade pendant, "No need to be polite, I am in a hurry."

The guard did not hesitate and shouted loudly to the guards behind him: "Open the city gate!"

As the door slowly opened, Rong Mo grabbed the horse's belly and ran in.

He ran all the way towards Daxuan Imperial City. After entering the imperial city, Daxuan naturally recognized the face of his eldest prince. Rong Mo returned to his original palace - Jinyang Palace without any hindrance.

Just after shaking off the wind and frost, the old emperor hurried over when he learned that Rong Mo was back.

"My son!"

"..."

Rong Mo raised his eyes and looked at the source of the sound.

With this excited heart and trembling hands, should he act out the deep love between father and son?

Emperor Xuan stood in front of Rong Mo with his body hunched over and tears streaming down his face.

Rong Mo was a little surprised. He had no memory of his original life in the palace, so he had no impression of his father in this world.

It sounds like the original person is quite favored by his tone?

"My son pays homage to his father"

Rong Mo pulled his robe and saluted, and the old emperor said several times excitedly, "Okay, okay, it will be good if the emperor comes back."

The corners of Rong Mo's mouth couldn't help but twitch, but he wasn't so excited. Rong Mo raised his eyes and looked at the old emperor in front of him.

His temples are gray but majestic, and there is a look of worry between his brows, but that look is also mixed with a trace of guilt?

Interesting. Could it be that the old emperor did something to disgrace his original self?

Rong Mo kept kneeling on the ground and couldn't get up. The old emperor broke away from the eunuch who was supporting him and tried to help Rong Mo up.

Rong Mo stood up and hid without leaving any trace: "I have made my father worried."

Seeing Rong Mo's alienated look made the old emperor feel bitter in his heart. It would be better to just come back this day than to avoid him all his life.

"You must be tired from the hard work all the way. Take a good rest first. Father will come to see you later." The old emperor looked at Rong Mo and said with concern.

Rong Mo was not polite and directly bent down to salute: "My son, I respectfully send you my father."

He was really tired now and just wanted to sleep.

After the old emperor left, Rong Mo immediately lifted the quilt and got in, without even having time to take off his fine clothes.

Xiao Jing saw this scene when he came in.

His eldest brother, dressed in moon-white gold silk brocade clothes, was as noble as an immortal above the nine heavens. As he got closer and closer, the person on the bed frowned slightly and opened his eyes.

Xiao Jing was stunned. Such a noble and untainted person had a pair of peach blossom eyes that charmed all living beings. Even the black hair scattered on the bed looked a little lustful...

With his heart beating continuously, Xiao Jing gradually moved closer to the person on the bed. The eldest brother was always kind to people, so all these brothers and sisters disliked him.

Rong Mo hadn't slept long, and his eyes were still a little sore when a young man with a gentle and handsome appearance suddenly appeared in front of him.

He should be... a young man, after all, his face still has a bit of childishness.

Did this person call him Big Brother?

Which brother is that?

Xiao Jing looked at Rong Mo, who was stunned in front of him, with a smile on his face. He walked softly to Rong Mo's side and reached out to push aside Rong Mo's hair that was blocking his forehead.

Rong Mo trembled and held the young man's hand: "Don't touch me..."

"..."

His eldest brother seems to be a little different?Too much aggression and alienation?

Xiao Jing said awkwardly: "It's the fifth brother who has overstepped his bounds. Brother Emperor, don't blame me. I just haven't seen you for a long time..."

Fifth brother?Lao Wu?

Rong Mo frowned and let go of Xiao Jing's hand.

Xiao Jing stood up and stood not far away, secretly glancing at Rong Mo from time to time.

Rong Mo had a headache. He had no memory of his original life in Ange, and he didn't understand these royal children at all. He rubbed his throbbing eyebrows and looked at Xiao Jing tiredly.

"What's wrong, fifth brother?"

Xiao Jing shook his head: "I just heard that Brother Huang is back, so I came to see you."

That's it?What about the liar?He had just sneaked over, and it seemed like he was up to no good.

"Fifth brother, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."

Xiao Jing was a little surprised. When did the eldest brother become so sharp? Could it be that Xiao Chu did something to the eldest brother?

Thinking of this, Xiao Jing's fists clenched tightly, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Just a moment of strangeness was noticed by Rong Mo. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young man in front of him.

Is this a white cut and a black one?

"Fourth brother has led troops to attack Huishu"

Rong Mo raised his eyebrows: "So?"

"Brother just wants to congratulate the emperor for getting his revenge."

hatred?What grudge?Is there any connection between the original body and King Chen?