When the prince is reborn, he will only hit me if he doesn't hit the wall!

Only by describing his troops as a group of undisciplined and disorganized soldiers could the emperor lower his guard and reward them at will.

He Xuehuai got a bargain for nothing!

Ha! He wanted to see what He Xuehuai was capable of eating his people!

Qin Liexing was also unwilling to give in.

The thing that had been taken care of for many years fell into He Xuehuai's hands.

Qin Zhaolie is such an idiot. Looking at his behavior, I don't know where he has revealed his true colors.

What a waste.

It would probably be much more troublesome to take it back.

His physical condition does not allow him to have multiple opportunities to start over like the other princes.

Judging from the last test, the chances of winning over He Xuehuai are slim.

He held back a mouthful of blood until he got home, then spit it out.

The master is in poor health again, and martial law is imposed throughout the Prince Su’s Mansion.

This had happened countless times, and the entire government was able to deal with it in an orderly manner.

Upon hearing the news, the queen came in panic.

"Lie'er, are you okay?"

Qin Liexing's black hair was disheveled, and his face was haggard and pale, like a broken white jade cup.

He had just drunk a bowl of medicine and had some moxibustion, and had recovered a little bit of strength. He leaned back on the bed, slowly opened his eyelids, and looked towards the queen.

"It's all right now, mother."

Every time she saw him like this, the queen felt as if her heart was broken: "It's all my fault for not giving you a healthy body..."

Qin Liexing's illness was a congenital disease. If the queen had not been framed and injured due to the struggle in the harem when she was pregnant, Qin Liexing would not have suffered this.

The child that I gave birth to at the cost of my life was nearly dead. I invited many famous doctors to see him, but they all said that he was born to be short-lived.

She was filled with remorse.

No matter how good his disguise was, the Queen knew in her heart that even if Qin Liexing took good care of his body, he would not last more than a few years.

"Why not, take his body away as soon as possible—"

The queen leaned over and patted the back of his hand lovingly: "Lie'er, no matter who you become, you are your mother's child, and I will always help you."

The secret art of soul transfer that Qin Liexing performed was collected from the Queen Mother's hometown - Xishu Kingdom. Originally, he did not hold much hope for this legend, but he never expected that he would get an unexpected reward.

The Queen also knew this.

"What the Queen Mother said makes sense..."

Qin Liexing couldn't help but cough violently for a while, as if he was going to vomit out his heart and lungs.

The queen felt distressed when she heard this. She handed him the special ginseng tea and stroked his thin back.

Qin Liexing took a sip, moistened his throat, calmed his breathing, and said weakly: "I have long seen that Qin Zhaolie is ambitious. I wanted to help Qin Zhaolie accumulate power, and wait until the day when my father passed on the throne or he coup to seize the throne, and then take his body after the dust settled."

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it, and he wants to be that sparrow.

If Qin Zhaolie was exposed, he would have nothing to do with the matter.

If it succeeds, you can just reap the fruits and enjoy the benefits.

The best of both worlds.

The plans in recent years have indeed been as he wished.

But for some unknown reason, the situation was suddenly disrupted by Qin Yuechuan, He Xuehuai and others recently.

First, the Port Transport Company was lost.

Qin Liexing initially thought that it was just a loss of some sources of gold and silver. Although it was painful, it did not affect the overall situation.

Silver, money and other things are not worth mentioning.

Then came the relief funds from Lizhou, and the forces of Qingzhou and Yunzhou fell one after another...

He felt something was wrong.

Until today, the Imperial Mausoleum Army was completely annihilated and taken over by others...

After years of preparation, the unexpected happened in just a short period of time.

The person behind him seemed to be assisted by God and always got the upper hand.

Qin Yuechuan, He Xuehuai, who will be next?

Qin Liexing felt tired and had a headache. He said weakly, "I don't know what went wrong recently."

The Queen said worriedly, "I have also heard about what happened today. Can the Duke of Zhenguo take advantage of it now?"

"It seems a bit tricky..."

Qin Liexing put down the ginseng tea in his hand, closed his eyes and leaned back on the soft pillow.

"Then...why not, find someone to replace him?"

The queen stroked the hem of her skirt, sat on the edge of his couch, and said in a feminine and cunning way, "Is there no one who can replace me in Lie'er's hands?"

Qin Liexing opened his eyes: "It's not that I haven't considered what my mother said, but the Duke of Zhenguo, He Xuehuai is an extraordinary person and cannot be easily replaced by ordinary people."

"It must be used by me, controlled by me, and possess comparable martial arts and abilities... Only then can this chess piece be put to good use. Ordinary talents will only waste this flesh and blood."

"Who can replace..."

Qin Liexing and the Queen both fell silent.

"Your Majesty, there is news from Prince Qi's Mansion."

A call came from the door. Qin Liexing was in a trance for a moment, then suddenly straightened up. The Queen seemed to be in tune with him. The two of them relaxed their brows, looked at each other, and slowly smiled.

The most suitable candidate has arrived.

It was so far away in the sky and yet so close at hand, yet he almost ignored it.

The queen saw that he had made up his mind and did not stay any longer: "In this case, Lie'er, you make your own decision. I will go back now."

Qin Liexing felt relieved after finding a solution to his worries. "Take care, mother."

When the door opened, Wuming and the Queen faced each other.

Wuming consciously took three steps back, bowed, and made way.

The queen looked at him with a smile and said only one sentence: "Wuming, your good fortune may be coming."

Without further ado, she left Prince Su's Mansion accompanied by her maid.

Wuming was puzzled, and went into Qin Liexing's bedroom with the letter in his hand.

He walked to the couch and presented it with both hands.

Qin Liexing was not in a hurry to open the secret letter. He put it aside and said, "Wuming, how does the king treat you?"