The princess is poisonous [rebirth]

At night, all the soldiers set up camp in Liucheng, which is only a few hundred kilometers away from the Central Plains. As long as you cross this city, you will be in the northwest of Kyoto. The place that was once full of warmth and blood in memory is approaching step by step.

A bonfire was lit in front of the camp, and the soldiers were in high spirits. After all, this battle is a matter of life and death. If they succeed, they will be the founding heroes recorded in history. If they fail, they will be reckless scum that will be cast aside forever.However, all men in front of them are men with strong bones, who seem to have inexhaustible blood.

This morale is extremely beneficial to the Southern Expedition.

"Let's have something to eat." Lu Kang handed Lu Ying a piece of beef jerky, which was charred and blackened by the smoke, and was hard. Seeing that Lu Ying still refused to take it, "Marching outside, it can't compare to being at home..."

"Not hungry."

Lu Kang secretly lamented his stupidity. Lu Ying was so lost because he couldn't bear the hardships of life in the military camp. He said, "Eat as much as you want, so that you won't collapse when you see her again."

Lu Ying looked at the jumping flames, then took a piece of jerky and chewed dryly. Lu Ying didn't know if the letter he left with Gu Qingzhan could stabilize her heart.Although it was her own fault to send Gu Qingzhan to Yunxiu Mountain without authorization, she had nothing to do. If she hadn't killed her first and played later, depending on Gu Qingzhan's temperament, how could she be willing to stay in Beijiang alone?

Lu Ying looked up at the sky, and only hoped that Azhan could wait another three months for her. After three months, no matter what the result was, he would return to northern Xinjiang and return to her side.Lu Ying wanted to fight for these three months, because she didn't want to accept her fate easily.

"...Even if it's for me, wait for me in March, okay?"

"...Regardless of life or death, you must never leave."

Gu Qingzhan has read her letter countless times, should she go to Lu Ying?Should she follow her own selfishness and become her burden?I have nothing, grasping a feeling is everything, desperate to possess it, but why should I impose the weight of this feeling on Lu Ying.

Was it a wrong choice to return to Lu Ying's side again?

Gu Qingzhan looked around at the surrounding environment. This was originally the wall facing the erroneous woman's crown. Every day, some people brought some food and soup from the dark window. What is the difference between this and house arrest.

On the first day when she came to Yunxiu Temple, she didn't touch a drop of water, her expression suddenly didn't know what to do; the second day was still the same, she just read Lu Ying's letter all day; until the third day, she had already collapsed beyond human form.

"The real master, she hasn't eaten for three days, why don't you..."

This kind of obsession is really unmatched by anyone. Master Xunyang just shook his head, and she can only help so far. She also knows that Gu Qingzhan is a smart person, and she will definitely not be stuck here like this.

"...Take good care of yourself. If you lose weight, I will feel bad." Gu Qingzhan leaned on the bed with disheveled hair, and every word Lu Ying had ordered began to resound in his head.

During the three months, the three months when she was not by his side, the three months when her life and death were uncertain, how could Gu Qingzhan feel at ease when he thought that Lu Ying was facing open and dark arrows, while he was just lingering in this quiet place? Don't think too much about it.

In the afternoon, when I close my eyes, it is another nightmare. I dream that Lu Ying is leading the army to triumphantly. I dream that she smiles and walks towards me. The smoke dissipated in her arms like this...

"Aying!" Gu Qingzhan woke up from a dream, but his body was covered in cold sweat. Looking at the time again, it was almost dusk. steaming.This familiar herbal smell, when she is by her side, she always feeds herself to drink it up one mouthful at a time.

"...Eat before you can drink the medicine." Thinking of Lu Ying's words again, Gu Qingzhan dragged his feet, took the food plate silently, and drank the porridge one mouthful at a time.

Although the decoction was bitter, Gu Qingzhan felt bored after a few sips. She was not as afraid of hardship as Lu Ying, who always wanted to eat sweets after a few sips. Thinking of this, she took out the sweet-scented osmanthus sweets hidden in her sleeve, so many years had passed , she is still used to wearing it close to her body, just because Lu Ying said that she likes to eat.

She picked up a piece of candy, put it in her mouth, and couldn't help but smile with the corners of her lips curled up. Lu Ying was so mature when he was doing things, she didn't expect to like this taste.

Gu Qingzhan savored the sweetness quietly, but it diluted the bitterness in his mouth.He still remembered the injuries she had suffered for him, and he also remembered the appearance when he fed her candy for the first time, her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be twisted together.

"Sweet?"

"sweet."

When Gu Qingzhan recalled it at this time, the shy smile with her head bowed when she answered herself was the sweetest.

On the fifth day, Gu Qingzhan received a second letter from Lu Ying.

"...Azhan, you will forgive me, right?"

"...I have nothing to do every day, except miss you."

"I've arrived in Liucheng, it's warmer than Los Angeles, everything is fine, but this year's smoked beef jerky is a bit tough..."

"Take care of yourself and wait for me to come back..."

Hearing her pretending relaxed tone, Gu Qingzhan was angry and funny, so he didn't want to learn, but he still learned the heresy of the world, and gave himself medicine that night... If he only let himself drink, Gu Qingzhan would definitely be able to do it. After finding out the clues, Lu Ying used her mouth to feed without shame or impatience. She was dazzled for a while, so she didn't care so much.

After calming down for a few days, Gu Qingzhan finally understood her good intentions, and secretly said in his heart: When you come back, I will definitely take care of you...

I just hope everything is fine.

Dazheng, Kyoto.

The dark dungeon, the pungent musty smell, the woman curled up in the corner, her face is filthy and beyond description, she has taken off her gorgeous palace clothes, she is nothing, her life is not as good as an ant.

It has been three years, Xu Yu has waited hard for three years, but there is no news from that person.She pinned her hopes for the entire Great Zheng Dynasty on that man, but she only waited for the news that Zheng Zhao would proclaim himself king in Northern Xinjiang, nothing else.

"Prime Minister, who is she..."

An immature milk voice came to my ears, and the child who was less than three years old was wearing an inappropriate dragon robe.

"Feng'er! I'm the queen mother! Feng'er..." Xu Yu suddenly stood up and threw herself at the cold iron bars. She gave birth to a son three years ago at the most difficult time, but she hadn't had time to see it. Clearing the eyes of this child, she was imprisoned in the cold palace by Gu Yong's gimmick of intervening in the palace. After two years of struggle, she was inferior to others. In the end, she could only stay with this cold dungeon all year round.

"You killed Zhuo'er, and now..." Zheng Zhuo was weak and frail, and was often intimidated by Gu Yong. He died only two years after he ascended the throne. Zheng Feng, as Zheng Yi's posthumous son, would naturally become The new puppet.

Xu Yu was heartbroken when he saw his child holding his enemy's sleeve.

"She..." Gu Yong glanced contemptuously, knelt down and hugged the young Zheng Feng, and said: "She is a lunatic, she is the most unruly woman in Dazheng..."

"Then why didn't you kill her? And why is she always staring at me..." After finishing speaking, Zheng Feng buried his head on Gu Yong's shoulder, full of fear.

"You treacherous minister and traitor, you will die!" Xu Yu yelled almost insanely. At this moment, she wished she could pull out the cramp of the person in front of her, or take her own life as soon as possible, so as to save herself from being humiliated.But after thinking about it, she had to live with impunity, she had to wait for the day when the situation would turn around, and before that, she had to live with humiliation.

Gu Yong laughed wildly. Zheng Feng is still young at the moment. If he cultivates it carefully, he will definitely be his best chess piece. He took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out an ink-colored pill, and gave it to Zheng Feng. "Your Majesty, eat it."

"Don't! Don't!" Xu Yu shouted and struggled to get out, but she might not be able to get out of the iron fence for the rest of her life. She cried heartbreakingly and knelt down on the ground without a trace of dignity, " Please, please let Feng'er go..."

Gu Yong dismissed it, turned around and said with a long tail: "Eating is good for your health, Your Majesty."

Xu Yu knew that this was the unique ink pill of the Sanjin Society, and Zheng Yi died because of it. Once this ink pill was contaminated, there was no cure for it...