Space Doctor Concubine: Lord God of War, Please Be Gentle

"It doesn't matter. My brother is suspicious by nature. He won't feel at ease until he holds power in his own hands. Let him rack his brains to take my military power."

His slender fingers tapped the chessboard from time to time. The white pieces on the star-shaped lines were full of danger, while the black pieces were weak and in danger.

Lu Qi couldn't help but feel regretful again. If his master hadn't had that accident three years ago, how could the emperor be the one sitting on the dragon throne today?

The man playing chess was the seventeenth son of the retired emperor, Mo Rongshi.

As the youngest son of the Emperor, he had been in charge of the army since he was fifteen years old. He had never been defeated and had no rivals. He was famous and was the god of war supported by the people of Xuanyue. He was also a terrifying killer in the eyes of the enemy!

The Black Cavalry under his command are brave and good at fighting, and everyone is in awe of them wherever they go.

But three years ago, in the battle to repel the enemy, Mo Rongshi was ambushed. Although he successfully defended the Sixteen States, his legs have been unable to walk since then and he can only sit in a wheelchair. The imperial doctors in the palace are helpless.

Everyone thought Mo Rongshi had become a useless person.

Mo Rongshi covered the chess bowl and spoke lazily.

"I'm tired. Go to bed early. If I wait any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep."

……

Mo Chuanze brought all the palace soldiers and went to the palace to request an imperial decree to mobilize the city defense troops, and searched all night in the heavy rain.

The people in the city were all in a panic. Not only could they not sleep well, but their belongings were also thrown around by the officers and soldiers. They were angry but dared not say anything.

"Your Majesty, we have searched everywhere, but there is no trace of Song Yunchu and the princess."

Mo Chuanze's eyes were filled with murderous anger. He whipped Zhuang Su hard on the back with the whip and became furious!

"Useless bastard, he actually let that bitch take the princess away in public. This king really has a bunch of good-for-nothings!"

Zhuang Su endured the blow and gritted his teeth, saying, "My Lord, there were so many maids and imperial doctors in the room at that time, but the princess disappeared in the blink of an eye. This fact is extremely mysterious..."

"You mean, there's a ghost in my palace?" Mo Chuanze's eyes were grim.

"My subordinates dare not!"

"Go find her again! Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I will find that bitch. I will personally peel off her skin and pull out her tendons! I will make sure that bitch will never be reincarnated!"

Mo Chuanze was so angry that he whipped the ground and wanted to find Song Yunchu immediately and tear her to pieces!

Zhuang Su hesitated for a moment and then expressed his guess.

"Your Highness, we have already searched this area. Song Yunchu couldn't have gone too far with the unconscious and pregnant princess. There is only one place we haven't searched yet..."

A light flashed in Mo Chuanze's eyes, and he turned around and looked in the direction of Prince Qian's Palace thoughtfully.

"Speaking of which, I haven't visited my Seventeenth Uncle for a long time. Call everyone and go to Prince Qian's Palace!"

Mo Chuanze brought the palace soldiers to the gate of Prince Qian's Mansion. Looking at the glaring words "Prince Qian's Mansion", hatred rose in his heart.

This title was conferred by the retired emperor himself. Other princes were given auspicious characters with conventional meanings, but Mo Rongshi was given the title "Qian".

The emperor's partiality is obvious to the naked eye. He wants to hand over the entire world to Mo Rongshi!

Fortunately, the accident happened three years ago, and Mo Rongshi became a disabled person who could not stand up, so my father was able to ascend the throne smoothly.

Although Mo Rongshi claimed to be ill and stayed at home for the past three years, keeping a low profile, Mo Chuanze was still jealous of the emperor's most beloved uncle.

So, he waved his hand and gave the order.

"Someone come! Prince Qian is suspected of harboring a murderer, knock on the door for me!"

If Mo Rongshi, the former Xuan Yue God of War, was barged into his house by a junior like Mo Chuanze in the middle of the night, it would be like trampling on the face of the Qian Palace.

Watching the guards banging on the door, Mo Chuanze felt that he had finally gotten rid of all the anger he had been feeling tonight.

That bitch Song Yunchu was most likely hidden by Mo Rongshi, otherwise where could she have run to?

If Song Yunchu could be found in Mo Rongshi's house, then the two thorns in his eyes that he hated the most could be removed at the same time.

Even if that bitch is not here, it will not be difficult to kill her when we find her, throw her body into Prince Qian's Mansion, and then throw the dirty water on Mo Rongshi.

Mo Chuanze was calculating with malicious intent.

"It's good to knock on the door. Recently, I feel that the door of Prince Qian's mansion is a bit old. Since Prince Jing wants to pay for a new one for me, we are naturally happy to see it happen."

Mo Rongshi rested his elbows on the armrests of the wheelchair, his black hair hanging down naturally like a forged curl.

"But tell me, how did Song Yunchu break my sword formation? And the side yard she broke into had no herbs or tools, so how did she save people?"

Lu Qi was speechless. Prince Jing had brought people to bully him right at his doorstep, yet his master was still curious about Song Yunchu.

However, he was also very curious about this.

There was also the battle blade on Song Yunchu's arm, which made him very jealous. If he could borrow it to use, or find out who forged the battle blade, he could also make one. Wouldn't that make his combat power even higher?

At this time, Song Yunchu had finished suturing and was removing the needle neatly.

"Tiexue, it seems that Mo Chuanze has found this place. Do you think the owner of this house will hand us over?"

"This is Prince Qian's Palace. It's not that easy for Mo Chuanze to come in."

Song Yunchu looked up in surprise, "This is actually Prince Qian's Palace?"

The war myth of Xuanyue Kingdom, the residence of Mo Rongshi.

The iron-blooded and soft-looking girl uttered harsh words with an expressionless face.

"Yun Chu, with your carefree personality, it's no wonder you were betrayed by the top brass at Tiexue and died such a tragic death in the end."

Song Yunchu's forehead twitched, "Don't bring up that which is not relevant."

After putting the surgical tools into the space, Song Yunchu moved his limbs.

"Princess Jing's vital signs have stabilized. She has a strong will to survive and seems unwilling to give up."

"Calculate her waking time. Since Mo Chuanze can't get in here for a while, I'll sleep for a while."

Tiexue curled his lips in a very humane way.

"No wonder he died so miserably!"

……

Mo Chuanze ordered his men to break down the door, and when he saw the gate of Prince Qian's mansion collapse with a loud bang, he couldn't help feeling happy.

He had wanted to do this for a long time, and today he finally found the opportunity.

"Come here, search for me!"

The guards and palace soldiers were divided into several groups and headed to various courtyards without any explanation.

Seeing that no one came out from Prince Qian's mansion after he knocked on the door for so long, Mo Chuanze sneered smugly in his heart.

It seems that after Mo Rongshi became disabled, he really became a lowly person.

Just when he was feeling proud, Zhuang Su, in ragged clothes and covered in wounds, knelt down in front of him, his voice trembling.

"Your Highness, there is a sword formation in this courtyard! Our people have suffered heavy casualties. The sword formation is extremely mysterious and full of murderous intent. Your Highness should lead your people to retreat first!"

Mo Chuanze looked at Zhuang Su with a sinister look and clenched his fists.

"You mean to make me leave in disgrace just after I come in?"

"Your Majesty, I am incompetent!"

Another whip fell on Zhuang Su, and Mo Chuanze was furious.

"You are indeed incompetent, trash, complete trash!"

In the end, Mo Chuanze withdrew his troops and left. When he walked to the door, he looked at the plaque on the door of Prince Qian's Mansion with a cold gaze.

"Send someone to guard this place. Don't let even a fly out. I'll go to the palace to ask for permission at dawn. I don't believe Mo Rongshi would dare to disobey the order for that bitch!"