The eldest sister was reborn and the younger sister traveled through time. I just want to survive.

After being surprised, General Wu asked the messenger, "Did the messenger say in person that the Dingbei Army should withdraw from Yancheng?"

"General, the messenger's original words are that Dafeng has signed a peace treaty with North Vietnam. Yancheng has been ceded to North Vietnam, and our army cannot set foot there again."

"Peace treaty? You are not allowed to set foot in Yancheng?" General Wu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. He was so angry that he laughed. He first smiled bitterly with tears in his eyes, and then laughed like a madman towards the sky.

Their own children were tortured to death, the territory that was regained by tens of thousands of soldiers at the risk of their lives, and an absurd contract were all invalid.

When General Wu had laughed enough, Gu Yunting stepped forward to persuade him, "The emperor must not have known that the two princes were dead and that our army had recaptured Yancheng, so he signed such an absurd treaty with North Vietnam. We must deliver the war report to the emperor before the North Vietnamese envoy leaves Dafeng. If the emperor knew the current situation in the northern border, he would definitely withdraw his order."

General Wu suppressed his grief and anger, "General Gu is absolutely right. The Fifth Prince is the Emperor's own flesh and blood. The Emperor will not let him die unjustly."

The messenger had already reached the northern border, and it was not a good idea to leave him alone in Dingzhou, so General Wu led his men back to Dingzhou, while Gu Yunting stayed in Yancheng to take care of post-war matters.

Gu Yunting was busy cleaning the battlefield, comforting the civilians, and treating the wounded until sunset, when he finally got a chance to catch his breath.

The man with the ghost face flashed into the room like a real ghost and sat down on the armchair on the other side.

Without opening his eyes, Gu Yunting asked, "The arrow that pierced the princess was shot by you, right?" Although he was asking, he used an affirmative tone.

"It's me." The ghost-faced man admitted it straightforwardly.

Gu Yunting opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion, "Why?" If they were as despicable as the one above, what was the point of resisting?

There was a hint of bitterness in the peach blossom eyes under the mask. "Although the eldest princess and I were not very close, we watched each other grow up since childhood, and there is a certain affection between us. So when I brought her out of Shengjing City, I gave her a choice. But she didn't want to live in this world, and she chose to commit suicide for her country."

Ever since the eldest princess was designated as a princess for marriage, she has been placed on the chessboard, and every step she takes is beyond her control.

Her reputation will be tarnished. If she chooses to give up her status as a princess and live a humiliating life, she will forever bear the stigma of a slut.

She did not want to be a slut criticized by everyone, nor did she want to lose the pride of Princess Dafeng, so she chose to commit suicide to arouse the bloodiness of the Dafeng soldiers and wipe out the unwarranted stain at the cost of her life.

After a long silence, Gu Yunting asked again, "Will the emperor insist on fulfilling the peace treaty?"

"Yes, and no one can influence his decision." The ghost-faced man said with great certainty.

Gu Yunting didn't know why he was so sure. Yancheng was originally the territory of Dafeng and now it had been recaptured by the Dingbei Army. Even if Emperor Yuanjing was a fool, there was no way he would return Yancheng to Beiyue.

But everything he had predicted came true, even the time of the war and the outcome of the war were calculated with exact accuracy.

Therefore, Emperor Yuanjing is unlikely to change the absurd treaty between the two countries.

Two days later, the news that the Dingbei Army had recaptured Yancheng reached Jincheng. Yan Mujun brought Qingge'er to the inn to say goodbye to Yan Muxi.

"We agreed that it wouldn't be more than ten days. Third sister really keeps her word. Our Qing'er will be separated from our mother again. Can you bear to let him go?" Yan Muxi held Qing'er in her arms and watched the little guy eating snacks like a hamster. The more she watched, the more she loved him.

"Compared with life, a little reluctance is nothing." Yan Mujun also looked at her son with a kind look, as if she began to miss him before they even separated.

Seeing Yan Muxi taking another piece of cake from the plate, she hurriedly spoke out to stop him, "It's not good to eat too much cake, don't let him eat any more."

Yan Muxi left the task of disciplining the child to her parents, and she just spoiled him. "Other children eat too much cakes and don't eat well, but Qing Ge'er can still eat his meals as usual after eating snacks. It's okay for him to eat a little more."

Qing Ge'er was afraid that he would not be able to eat the sweet cake, so he quickly raised his head and agreed, "Yes, I eat a lot of rice, so I can finish it."

They would be separated tomorrow, and Yan Muyun was reluctant to discipline her son too much, so she compromised and said, "Eat the last piece, and you are not allowed to eat any more after you finish it."

"Okay~" Qingge nodded obediently in agreement.

Yan Muxi likes this thing about Qingge'er the most. No matter whether he can understand what adults say or not, he will answer every question and is very courteous to anyone who gets close to him.

I don’t know how the introverted Gu Yunting and the straightforward third sister gave birth to a down-to-earth, lively and well-behaved baby like Qing’er.

Yan Muyun talked about business, "How long do you plan to stay in Jincheng, second sister?"

"I won't be here for many days. I plan to leave in mid-June."

"Will you come back in the future?"

Yan Muxi smiled and shook her head, "It's hard to say. I don't think he will come back in the short term."

After finishing the things at hand, she planned to return to Huadao. Unless the weather in Dafeng changed completely, she would never risk setting foot in Dafeng again.

It was unknown when they would meet again. Yan Muyun felt very sad. She handed a half-large box to Yan Muxi and said, "Second sister, keep the insect poison I have raised in recent years. It will be very useful at a critical moment."

Speaking of insect poison, Yan Muxi suddenly remembered, "I almost forgot something important. If my third sister leaves like this today, I'm afraid I'll be pissed to death."

After a while, Minghui, dressed as an old woman, appeared in the house. Yan Muxi smiled and said, "Third sister, please recognize who this person is."

Minghui made a bet with Yan Muxi, saying that Yan Mujun would definitely be able to recognize her. Yan Muxi said it was uncertain, and the two of them placed a valuable bet.

Every time the two sisters met, Minghui would hang around in front of Yan Muyun several times from time to time, and the word "acquaintance" was almost written on her face. Unfortunately, she has not been recognized by her own disciple until now.

Yan Muyun walked up to Minghui, carefully identified her, and then her eyes lit up, "I know, you are Qiuzhu!"

The corners of Minghui's lips, which were half raised, fell down again, while Yan Muxi smiled with curved eyebrows.

"Third sister is really amazing. She can tell that Qiuzhu's figure is most similar to Aunt Ming." Then she looked at Minghui, "Aunt Ming is finally convinced this time, right? You didn't lose those two boxes of medicine!"

Hearing Yan Mujun calling the old woman Aunt Ming, Yan Mujun's smile froze on her face. She reacted and hurriedly called out, "Master, Master~"

Minghui looked as if she had lost all desire to live. "Forget it, forget it. In order to live a few more years, our relationship with the Master will end here!"

Yan Muyun quickly grabbed her sleeve and said, "Stop it! How can you just stop like that? I was wrong. Next time I will definitely recognize you at a glance."

Minghui turned her head away proudly, ignoring her silly disciple's awkward pleas for mercy.

She was very puzzled. They were sisters, but the third sister had not learned even half of the skills of the second sister.

Yan Muxi pushed Qing Ge'er and said, "That's your mother's master, go and call your aunt!"