I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

Wei Lang didn't give Yang Xiu any chance to speak. He held Chen Jia's hand tightly in front of Yang Xiu without hesitation.

That firm action seemed to declare to Yang Xiu his protection for Chen Jia.

Yang Xiu stood there, watching them, the sour feeling surged into his heart like a tide, making his chest feel heavy and uncomfortable.

Wei Lang took Chen Jia and turned to leave after only taking a few steps.

Yang Xiu couldn't hold back any longer, and asked Chen Jia with tears in his eyes, "Did you leave me because you had feelings for Wei Lang?"

Chen Jia stopped and turned slowly.

She explained herself: "You begged the emperor for my divorce. Don't be a bad person in the first place and pretend to be a good person now to disgust others."

Yang Xiu's face was pale and his eyes were empty and confused, as if he had lost his soul.

He recalled every moment he had spent with Chen Jia, and those beautiful memories now seemed like sharp knives piercing his heart.

He regretted his impulsiveness and stupidity. Why did he ask the emperor for a divorce? Why didn't he cherish Chen Jia?

Chen Jia left with Wei Lang without looking back. In a corner not far away, Chen Jue appeared quietly.

Chen Jue walked up to Yang Xiu and whispered, "Sima Fei'er encountered the Qing army in Xia Pi. Gao Yan's men were desperately attacking the city. It is said that Sima Fei'er was captured. The emperor will most likely ask you to rescue Xia Pi."

There was a hint of gloating in Chen Jue's words. When Yang Xiu heard Chen Jue's words, his eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

"How could...how could it be?"

"Your retribution has come. Congratulations, you are now wearing a huge green hat."

Yang Xiu's face turned pale and his body trembled slightly.

Chen Jue returned to Duke Zhao's Mansion in an especially happy mood.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he saw Wei Lang and Chen Jia talking enthusiastically about something.

He hurried forward and joined their conversation with great interest.

"What are you guys talking about? It's so lively."

Wei Lang glanced at Chen Jue and responded with a smile: "We are talking about Sima Fei'er being captured, and Qing State is attacking Xia Pi City."

Chen Jue nodded and said, "I have also heard about this matter. Yang Xiu will be busy now."

Chen Jia frowned slightly, "How could Sima Fei'er be captured?"

Wei Lang sighed softly and said slowly: "War is always full of variables. Sima Fei'er may not have expected that Qingguo would suddenly launch such a fierce siege. The emperor is likely to send Yang Xiu to help."

Chen Jia shook her head and said thoughtfully: "Yang Xiu is always hard to figure out. Does he really like Sima Fei'er, or is he just doing it for his own benefit?"

"No matter what Yang Xiu's purpose is, he must go to save Xia Pi City."

Chen Jue snorted disapprovingly and said, "Humph, Yang Xiu deserves this. If he had cherished Sister Chen Jia, he wouldn't have ended up like this today."

Chen Jia glared at Chen Jue and said seriously, "Don't mention it again. Let the past be the past."

When Chen Jia and others were enthusiastically discussing what they could do for the people of Xia Pi City, an imperial edict suddenly came.

The eunuch held the imperial edict in his hand and read aloud: "In compliance with the order of His Majesty, Chen Jia is ordered to go to Xia Pi, and Chen Jue is to accompany him."

Chen Jia and Chen Jue were shocked when they heard this sudden order.

Wei Lang's brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes showed worry.

After the eunuch who delivered the imperial edict finished reading the order, he was about to turn around and leave.

Wei Lang hurried forward, quietly stuffed some money into the eunuch's hand, and asked sincerely, "Eunuch, why did His Majesty suddenly ask Chen Jia and Chen Jue to go to Xia Pi together? I hope you can give me some advice."

The eunuch looked at the money in his hand, glanced at the crowd, and then slowly said: "Forget it, it's okay to tell you. This is Lord Yang Xiu who came to the palace late at night to ask for the emperor's order."

After saying this, the eunuch turned and left.

Wei Lang's face turned very ugly, and anger surged in his heart. This obviously put Chen Jia and Chen Jue in danger.

Chen Jia thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he wants to use our influence in Xia Pi to gain more benefits for himself."

Chen Jue nodded slightly, and then said: "It is also possible that he wants to use this opportunity to put us in trouble in order to settle a personal grudge."

After learning the contents of the imperial edict, Chen Jia thought deeply and decided that since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it and go to Xia Pi City no matter what.

The next day, the sun shone on the ancient city wall, creating a faint halo.

Wei Lang personally escorted Chen Jia and Chen Jue to the city gate.

The city gate was bustling with people coming and going, but the three people at this time had their own thoughts in their minds.

Wei Lang's face was full of worry. He stared closely at Chen Jia and Chen Jue who were about to leave, his eyes full of reluctance.

At this time, Yang Xiu was already waiting at the city gate.

He was dressed in an official uniform and had a calm expression, showing no trace of his inner turmoil.

As soon as Wei Lang saw Yang Xiu, the anger in his heart surged up uncontrollably.

"Yang Xiu, you are really good at this. You actually let the Chen siblings go to Xia Pi together."

Yang Xiu frowned slightly and said calmly, "Master Wei has misunderstood. Xia Pi City is now being sent by generals from Shouchun City. Chen Jia once saved Shouchun City, so she is the best candidate to go to Xia Pi this time. As for Chen Jue, it was the Emperor who suggested that he go there to get some extra mileage, and that was not my intention. Your Majesty asked me to take good care of Chen Jue, so I will do my best."

Wei Lang knew very well that Yang Xiu was a very cunning man and it was hard for people to believe what he said.

Chen Jia and Chen Jue didn't believe Yang Xiu's words at all.

Chen Jia and Chen Jue, brother and sister, ignored him completely. They decided to wait for other generals from Shouchun City to arrive and then go to the military camp together to lead the troops.

On the march, the surroundings were desolate and the flags fluttered in the wind.

Chen Jia and Chen Jue walked side by side, talking in low voices.

Chen Jia frowned slightly and said solemnly: "Brother, Sima Fei'er's capture has become a stain on Yang Xiu. He must be in urgent need of military merit to restore his reputation."

Chen Jue nodded, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes, "Yang Xiu is a sinister and cunning person, we must always be vigilant."

He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, as if preparing for the impending danger.

Yang Xiu looked at the estrangement between brother and sister Chen Jia and Chen Jue, and felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

He looked at their backs, which were so resolute, as if an invisible high wall was built between them.

He tried to get closer, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break the barrier.

Chen Jia, Chen Jue and others slowly came to the post station.

As soon as she stepped in here, Chen Jia's memory was instantly brought back, and she could vividly remember the last time Wei Lang was almost killed in this post station.

Her eyes grew serious, and unconsciously, she began to carefully consider the sincerity of the people around her.