After the prince was reborn, he forced me to marry him and took me into the East Palace

"Could something have happened?" he said to himself.

"Cousin, wait here for a moment. I'll go see what's going on."

If something really happened, he couldn't let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince be at the front.

Seeing this, Nan Yuan also felt that something was wrong.

Moreover, she came to the military camp to look for her brother, so it would be easier to get news if she went to crowded places.

Thinking of this, she quickly said, "Cousin, I'll go with you. I know medical skills, maybe I can help."

Xie Luochen thought about it for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, then you follow me. Remember, don't rush forward if there is nothing to do, and don't rush forward if there is something to do."

Nan Yuan was stunned for a moment, then after she reacted, she nodded with a helpless smile.

She followed Xie Luochen's steps and walked towards the tent.

However, before entering, the tent was already noisy.

"Didn't everyone say that I was sick? Now he is the same as me. Why not lock him up with me?" A voice sounded arrogant, but the breath was a little weak.

"General, Nan Jiamu deliberately infected his companions with the disease. Such evil deeds must not be tolerated!"

Another voice sounded urgently, followed by countless voices.

"General, I suggest that Nan Jiamu be executed immediately to restore military discipline."

"Nan Jiamu has been infected with the disease for a long time. If we don't subdue him, he will definitely kill all our soldiers!"

"Uncle, kill him, get someone to kill him!"

Nan Jiamu put the dagger against the man's neck, and blood oozed out: "Grandson, try to scream again?"

"You only know how to use these despicable means to harm me. I tell you, even if I die, you will be the scapegoat!" Nan Jiamu threatened viciously.

Nan Yuan, who was standing outside the tent, frowned tightly. If the man in the middle really had the disease, wouldn't he be more easily infected with so many people surrounding him?

There were so many people that Nan Yuan couldn't tell who was who. Based on her medical knowledge, she wanted to step forward and disperse the crowd, but Xie Luochen grabbed her and said, "Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

An idea suddenly flashed through Nan Yuan's mind, and she remembered that she had promised Xie Luochen not to get involved in anything. She quickly retracted her steps and silently retreated behind Xie Luochen.

"Don't gather together." Xie Luochen stepped forward to separate the people.

Nan Yuan followed Xie Luochen into the tent and immediately saw Gu Jingheng sitting on the side sipping tea, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.

Nan Jiamu, who was said to be infected with the disease, had his back to Nan Yuan. She couldn't see his face, only his back.

"General, Nan Jiamu's death is not enough to appease the people's anger!"

"Yes! Nan Jiamu must be executed!"

Everyone shouted in unison and the situation got out of control for a moment.

"Whoosh-"

Suddenly an arrow came from somewhere and headed straight for Nan Jiamu.

"Ding--"

The arrow knocked the dagger in Nan Jiamu's hand to the ground.

The incident happened so quickly that no one in the venue had time to react.

"go to hell!"

The young man who was restrained by Nan Jiamu threw Nan Jiamu to the ground, picked up the dagger on the ground and was about to stab Nan Jiamu.

"Protect Lord Shen!"

General Li shouted, and the guards immediately stepped forward to protect Shen Zhaixing, while also blocking Shen Zhaixing's sight.

The field was in chaos, and Xie Luochen and Nan Yuan were separated by the crowd.

"Bam—"

Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce his forehead, Nan Jiamu widened his eyes, dodged to the left, and the dagger pierced the ground.

But Li Youning, the man who was previously subdued by Nan Jiamu, refused to give up. He pulled out a dagger and vowed to stab Nan Jiamu to death.

At the critical moment, Nan Jiamu could only catch the blade with his bare hands and fight against Li Youning.

If it were before, Nan Jiamu would definitely not take Li Youning seriously, but now he has a high fever and has lost the initiative, so he is in a passive situation.

"Kill this evildoer, he is the one who brought the disease!"

Someone in the venue shouted, and instantly everyone became angry.

Someone kicked Nan Jiamu on the temple, and his head was kicked to the side. Immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he could no longer resist Li Youning's strength.

"Nan Jiamu, go to hell!" Li Youning raised the dagger high and stabbed Nan Jiamu fiercely.

"elder brother!"

The moment Nan Jiamu turned his head, Nan Yuan could see his face clearly.

Although she hasn't seen her brother for five years, her brother's face is deeply engraved in Nan Yuan's mind, and she will definitely not make a mistake.

Nan Yuan widened her eyes and saw that the dagger was about to stab Nan Jiamu's neck. She ran over, threw herself on Nan Jiamu, and protected him with her back.

"cousin!"

Seeing that the dagger was about to stab Nan Yuan, Xie Luochen's heart suddenly shrank.

Didn’t you promise him not to rush forward if something happened?

Xie Luochen shouted anxiously, but he could only stare blankly. With such a long distance, there was no way he could reach Nan Yuan.

"Zheng——"

There was a crisp sound, and the blade was bounced away, and Li Youning stood there in a daze.

At this time, Nan Yuan also rushed to Nan Jiamu and hugged her tightly. She had thought about it and realized that if she rushed over like this, the dagger would at most stab her back, which would hurt a little but would definitely not endanger her life.

But if he didn't rush over, Nan Jiamu would lose his life!

But she waited for a long time and didn't feel the expected pain.

"Who are you? How dare you stop me? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is?" Li Youning shouted at Gu Jingheng.

Gu Jingheng just thought he was noisy and ignored him.

"Why don't you answer when I ask you a question?"

Li Youning pretended to grab Gu Jingheng's arm, but before he could grab it, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he flew out of the tent.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you yell in front of me?"

Shen Zhaixing retracted his foot and looked at Li Youning, who was lying on the ground vomiting blood, with disgust.

"Please forgive me, sir, please forgive me!" Upon seeing this, General Li quickly stood up from his seat, asked someone to help Li Youning up, and begged Shen Zhaixing to calm down.

Hearing the noise, Nan Yuan raised her head.

"Cough cough..."

But at this moment, Nan Jiamu spat out another mouthful of blood, and his face was stained with blood.

"Brother, are you okay?" Nan Yuan helplessly tried to wipe the blood off Nan Jiamu's face.

Nan Jiamu was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Nan Yuan's hand and stopped her: "You are..."

Nan Jiamu's eyes were full of confusion, and he didn't seem to know Nan Yuan.