On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Yan Ruyu walked out of the tent and strolled outside, but she didn't see Tang Yibai.

The eldest boss was not far away from her, keeping vigilant at all times. She asked, "Where is Tang Yibai?"

The big boss raised his chin and said, "Over there, back to the tent."

Yan Ruyu glanced at the tent where Mr. Mo was and whispered, "Go call him over. I'll be waiting for him in Mr. Mo's tent."

"Also..." She lowered her voice even more, "Princess Eight will go to his tent to get something later. You keep an eye on her. If she fails, you can help her."

"If she can, then don't bother with her."

"Yes."

Yan Ruyu entered Mr. Mo's tent. The interior was simply decorated, not as good as the one used to hide the man in white. It seemed that he had decided from the beginning that he would only stay for a short time and had no intention of going with the team.

What caravan? It’s all a cover.

Making Tang Yibai wait for so many days, and letting the caravan go with him, and leaving Youcheng as soon as the caravan arrived, all these abnormalities were set up by Mr. Mo, just to attract the attention of the Zhennan Palace.

He then found out about the abnormality of the caravan and found out that something was wrong with the caravan, which attracted Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu to come and investigate.

Yan Ruyu sneered silently. She realized that there was nothing much to see. When she heard footsteps outside, she casually flipped through the books to pretend.

Soon, Tang Yibai came in through the curtain.

Seeing Yan Ruyu seemed to be looking for something, he made small talk: "What are you looking for, Princess?"

Yan Ruyu didn't even raise her head: "Oh, let's see if there is an antidote or a prescription."

Tang Yibai: "..." So direct? Not even a little roundabout?

Given Mr. Mo's cunningness, it would be strange if he could put something like that here.

Of course, he didn't want to say that he had asked people to look for it, but found nothing.

Yan Ruyu did it on purpose.

After searching for a while, he spread his hands and said, "I didn't find it. I wanted to find it and give it to you, but now..."

Tang Yibai smiled without any smile: "Doesn't the princess have half of it? Let me use half, and I won't die."

"The other half goes to the Eighth Princess," Yan Ruyu did not hide it. "You two are going to the capital together, so you should take care of each other. Her Royal Highness is of noble status, and she will be the princess in the capital. It is most appropriate for her to take care of you."

Tang Yibai almost fell over due to his breath, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Princess, what do you mean?" Tang Yibai felt a dull pain in his dantian when he was angry. "Why not just say it directly?"

He didn't want to beat around the bush. Who knew what kind of poison Mr. Mo, that bastard, had given him and how long it would take for him to die.

Yan Ruyu smiled lightly: "That's straightforward. What this princess means is very simple. I want to know why you joined our dynasty. Don't say it's for the peace between the two countries. Such words are insincere."

"Although Commander Tang is a great general, I don't see any compassion or sympathy for the people in you."

Tang Yibai's heart was pounding with anger. Yan Ruyu's words were more powerful than cursing or swearing.

He forced himself to stay calm and not get angry, and said with a light breath: "What the princess said seems to mean that she doesn't want peace between the two countries."

Yan Ruyu didn't answer. It was meaningless to answer such a question.

Tang Yibai was silent for a moment: "It is indeed not for the purpose of marriage. Originally, the emperor of our dynasty wanted to marry the crown prince and let the princess become the crown prince's consort, but I didn't expect that your emperor would not be fooled and push out the Prince of Yong."

"Originally, the emperor of our dynasty was unwilling. We have heard before that the prince did not marry a princess, but there was a candidate. But what kind of candidate can compare to a princess of a country?"

"But your emperor didn't agree and gave the marriage to a prince named Yong."

"The words have been spoken, and the matter has been settled. It is impossible to withdraw the intention of marriage. We have no choice but to make the best of it."

Tang Yibai's eyes were slightly deep, as if he had many regrets.

Yan Ruyu's words also sounded true at first glance.

At this moment, Huo Changhe came in, lifting the curtain: "Commander Tang, don't you feel embarrassed when you say this?"

Tang Yibai tilted his head to look at him: "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

"You and I are both members of the court. Even though we don't attend court, we still know what's going on."

"Dacheng and our dynasty have been at war for years. Compared with other surrounding countries, we are the two most evenly matched. The Emperor of Dacheng is also ambitious. Do you want to use marriage to resolve the dispute?"

"I don't believe it."

Huo Changhe thought that this kind of stupid move was more like something proposed by the emperor of this dynasty.

Emperor Dacheng is more than ten years younger than the emperor of this dynasty. When he was a prince, he was also a hero on horseback and knew a lot about border affairs. This is the key reason why Dacheng has been able to hold out for so long in Huo Changhe's hands.

Their emperor was knowledgeable and knew what war was all about. He gave full trust and power to his generals. Before the troops moved out, the Ministry of Revenue began preparing food and fodder early. Unlike them, it was common for food and fodder to be delayed for three or two months.

For this reason, as a great marshal, he not only had to worry about the food security of ordinary people when he had nothing to do, but also had to think about the granaries in the army.

They store grain in peacetime, and when the imperial court can no longer supply grain during wartime, they have to rely on themselves.

It's so heartbreaking.

If he was allowed to focus on fighting, like the generals of the Dacheng army, without any worries, there would have been no wars on the border long ago.

Unfortunately……

Tang Yibai naturally understood this, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Your emperor is incompetent and suspicious. It would be better for you to establish yourself as king. Apart from anything else, I think the two cities of You and Shen will surely respond to your call, and the army and the people will definitely support you."

"If you need it, I, Dacheng, am willing to help you. Wouldn't it be better to live in peace with the prince in the future?"

Huo Changhe sneered: "Tang Yibai, are you tired of living? Are you trying to instigate a rebellion against me now?"

"Who gave you the courage?"

Yan Ruyu said coldly, "Commander Tang is trying to change the subject. He doesn't want us to ask about his real purpose."

"Let's get this straight. If you want to live, just say so," Yan Ruyu said. "If you don't want to live, then die. Half of the antidote consists of six pills. Although the Eighth Princess gave them to you, she doesn't have all of them."

"She is only responsible for giving you one when the time comes, that's all."

"As for your other half, this princess can find one quickly, but whether or not to give it to you depends on whether you want to live."

Yan Ruyu simply tore off the topic: "We just want to know why you are here?"

"Stop talking about other things."

Tang Yibai's throat rolled. He was used to probing in a roundabout way, and he had never encountered such a direct attack.

After seeing him today, I realized that he is the most difficult to deal with.

But the body is poisoned and the pulse is beating like a death drum.

Tang Yibai lowered his eyes to look at the black and red blood line on his wrist, and slowly said: "My Lord and Princess are smart, I am indeed not here just for marriage."