The crazy daily life of the mistress

So when he saw Zhan Shixuan coughing due to the cold at the city gate, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

Zhan Shijun remembered what Zhan Shuo said to him before he left: "You and A Xuan are in Northern Xinjiang, you must help each other. Although you are the prince, he is the eldest brother. You must protect him well, and of course, protect yourself as well."

Zhan Shijun glanced at Zhan Shixuan and said to Yazhong, "Yazhong, take out my cloak and give it to my brother."

Snowflakes were falling, and there were not many people queuing at the city gate to enter the city. The two teams were not far apart, and of course Zhan Shixuan also heard what Zhan Shijun said.

He pursed his lips, looked back at Zhan Shijun, and said, "It's cold in the northern border, you can wear it yourself. I have it, but I just haven't taken it out."

Zhan Shijun thought that he didn't accept his kindness, so he said, "Don't be so stubborn. Your lips are frozen purple. Before I left, my father asked me to take care of you."

When Zhan Shuo was mentioned, Zhan Shixuan did not respond, but ordered Qi Qi: "Go and get my cloak."

Qi Qi turned around and got on the carriage, and found Zhan Shixuan's cloak in the box.

Take it out and let Zhan Shixuan put it on.

Seeing this, Yae also put the cloak on Zhan Shijun and said, "Prince, it's freezing cold, you should put it on quickly to avoid freezing."

Zhan Shixuan looked at Zhan Shijun and said, "Shijun, when you get to the military camp, come find me if you have anything to say."

After saying that, he led his men into the city gate.

Zhan Shijun stood there in a daze. This sentence should be said by him!

As they entered the capital one after another, the guards at the city gate began to discuss, "Oh, a nobleman from the capital is so delicate, how can he fight a war?"

"Don't be silly. Are these nobles really here to fight? They are just going through the motions to exchange for military merits and promotions!"

"We poor people lack a good father!"

The two did not walk far, and all these words reached each other's ears.

Zhan Shijun was angry and wanted to go back and argue with them, but Yachong advised him, "Prince, why bother with those people?"

This time, Zhan Shuo gave his personal bodyguard Wu Lu to Zhan Shijun.

Wu Lu represents Zhan Shuo.

So he said to Zhan Shijun: "Prince, remember to be modest when you are out. In the military camp, you are just a small soldier. If you want to be promoted or get promoted, you need to rely on your own strength. The Duke has told you that you should learn more from the eldest son."

Zhan Shijun didn't understand this at all.

It was obvious that his sickly elder brother had never been out of the house, and he had at least spent two years in officialdom.

How come in his father's eyes, he is never as good as that sickly kid?

No one knew when the sick man arrived in front of Zhan Shijun's carriage.

Zhan Shixuan knocked on Zhan Shijun's carriage and said, "Shijun, I have decided to report to the military camp directly instead of going to the governor's mansion. You follow me. The garrison in the northern border is in turmoil right now. Don't stand on the wrong side."

This is a confidential inside story, and none of Zhan Shuo’s people have ever found out.

But Zhan Shixuan was a man who had been reborn twice, so he knew very well that a major war was about to break out in the Northern Frontier. In the past, he always felt that it had nothing to do with him, but now, what he wanted was that position.

Along the way, he sorted out everything he knew in his previous two lives.

Before his death in the previous two lives, the garrison in the northern border had already rebelled. In the first life, Zhan Shuo somehow lost the emperor's favor and his military power.

In the second life, Emperor Tiansheng ordered Zhan Shuo to lead troops to quell the rebellion. Zhan Shixuan didn't know what happened afterwards.

Zhan Shixuan knew that he owed Zhan Shuo a lot in his previous two lives. This time, he would take good care of Zhan Shijun and keep him safe.

From the day he decided to go to Northern Xinjiang, he arranged for his people to come to Northern Xinjiang for investigation.

Wu Lu rode on his horse and asked with concern, "Young Master, are you feeling well? The Duke said that you can rest in the Governor's Mansion for a few days before going to the military camp."

Zhan Shixuan said: "Fifth Uncle, my body can bear it."

Then he whispered so that only the three of them could hear, "Shijun, Uncle Wu, my people have found out that the military spirit in the Northern Frontier camp is probably divided. The camp is now divided into three factions: one is anti-China, one is positive, and one is fence-sitters."

Zhan Shijun didn’t know about these things, but how did this sickly elder brother of his find out?

What about his people?

Isn't he a sickly person?

Why are there still people?

Has he been pretending to be sick all these years?

As if to clear up Zhan Shijun's confusion, Zhan Shixuan immediately started coughing. Then, Qi Qi took out a pill from his bag, put it into Zhan Shixuan's mouth, and said, "Young Master, take the medicine quickly."

Wu Lu was worried: "Young Master, you should go to the Governor's Mansion to rest for two days before--"

"No need, Uncle Wu, I have made up my mind."

Zhan Shixuan raised his hand to stop Wu Lu from saying anything else, and said, "We are not here to enjoy ourselves."