Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

"After all, there are three thousand beauties in the harem. Ahem, she is worried that my health is not good, so I still have to trouble my sixth brother to work harder."

Jun Zeyuan curled his lips: "Second sister-in-law is really thoughtful..."

After drinking a few cups of Huoshi Ling's tea, Jun Yichen felt better and the itchiness in his throat also subsided a little.

"My fourth brother's greatest reliance is the 300,000 elite soldiers of the King of Zhenbei.

At first, I wanted to use Yeluzhu to anger her husband Murongsi and cause civil unrest in Beiyan.

Murong Si is not only the legitimate son of the Prime Minister of Northern Yan, but also a man of both civil and military talents, with extraordinary courage and insight.

Although there are many different opinions about the two of them, I can tell from the rumors that Murong Si really loves Yeluzhu.

Facts have proved that my guess was correct. Beiyan was in turmoil. Murong Si designed to let Yelu Zhu's brother Yelu Zhi take the throne. The first condition was to use all the national strength to rescue Yelu Zhu.

Originally, if my father was still awake, he would definitely disperse the forces of the King of Zhenbei and go east to help General Yang.

This is the only way to disperse the forces of the King of Zhenbei.

But what I didn't expect was, ahem, I underestimated Murong Si's love for Yelu Zhu. He actually dispatched all the troops of Beiyan to the border.

Therefore, General Yang, who was totally unaware of the situation, would be hurt.

However, the Mongolian army has already marched eastwards, and I have already informed you in advance that I will assist General Yang.

The token that Wudi sent behind was just a trick that I gave to King Meng.

The King of Zhenbei is leading an army of 100,000 to the east. I will let him die on the battlefield, and Bochang Hou and Yang Yuan will go east to replace the King of Zhenbei and take over the army of 300,000."

"Ahem...As long as I have control over the military power..."

Jun Zeyuan looked at the elegant man in white in front of him with admiration.

He has always known that he is good at scheming. If we talk about the best candidate for the king, his second brother is naturally the best choice.

He picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea into his empty cup: "Second brother, you are just worrying too much. Your health is not good, and you are wasting your energy and hurting your body."

Jun Yichen picked up the cup of tea that Jun Zeyuan had filled for him, drank it, and after a moment of silence, he continued, "Sixth brother, before our father dies, all we need to do is sit back and watch the fight."

Jun Zeyuan nodded, a gloating smile appeared on his face: "Jun Minhuai is not a good person. Now we are going to see a good show, brothers killing each other. I guess Concubine Xiao will cry and faint in the toilet."

"Tomorrow, Grand Tutor Zhuang, the Minister of Rites, Lord Yang and others will surely come back to the mansion. At that time, I will explain my intentions to them. Therefore, you, Sixth Brother, must restrain your temper. By the way, Miss Chen, the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Rites, is indeed good. If she becomes the heir of a country in the future, she can also share your worries."

Jun Yichen then stood up, put on the thick cloak, and ordered Jun Zeyuan to leave: "Okay, go back and rest, I'm going to bed."

Jun Zeyuan raised his eyebrows: "Second brother, are you going to climb over the wall with the second sister-in-law again?"

After Jun Yichen tied his cloak, he nodded generously and walked towards the door with his umbrella: "I can't sleep at night without Su'er!"

Then he opened the door, followed by a silent figure, and disappeared into the sky above the Ming Palace.

Jun Zeyuan sighed, and Chen Yanrou's gentle and generous face appeared in his mind.