The poisonous concubine was reborn, married to her ex’s nemesis and was favored exclusively

"Second Young Master Su's situation..."

Ouyang Lan paused, frowned, stretched out his hand to open Su Zhennan's eyelids, and shook his head.

"Senior Ouyang, is the dog already hopeless?"

Seeing Ouyang Lan frowning and shaking his head again, Su Zhenyuan's heart skipped a beat, his eyes were rounded, and his chest felt as if it had been beaten by a heavy drum, unable to breathe.

Second brother, is there no hope?

Su Qianqian's face turned pale when she heard this, her head was buzzing, and only the words "Second Brother could not be saved" echoed in her mind. She clearly remembered her eldest brother, second brother, third brother, father and mother in her previous life. He was doing well until the new emperor's coronation ceremony, when he was executed by Chu Fang.

Why did the second brother die at the hands of the Xiqi people in this life? Is it because her rebirth brought about a series of changes?

Su Zhenxi's eyes flashed with pain. The three brothers grew up together and had a deep relationship. They never thought that their second brother would die young.

Xiqi offal!

Su Zhenxi gritted his teeth, and the pain in his eyes quickly turned into resentment. If it weren't for those bastards like Xiqi, his second brother would not have been brutally killed and left behind by their brothers! The blood feud between the second brother must be avenged!

Su Zhenxi made up his mind to avenge his second brother in the future, rush into the Xiqi Palace, and kill his enemy with his own hands!

"Marquis Zhenyuan misunderstood. What I meant was that I was in a hurry this time and forgot to bring the antidote pills, so I have to make another trip."

Ouyang Lan slapped his sore, numb and swollen back. He rode so fast that his old bones almost fell apart.

"Senior Ouyang, what you said is true? But why did I hear that soldier say that the dog's son was poisoned by Xiqi's ebony grass poison, which is said to be incurable?"

After Su Zhenyuan was stunned, he asked in confusion.

"Marquis Zhenyuan, are you doubting me? If that's the case, then why did you invite me to come?"

Ouyang Lan glared and pulled his face down, taking the opportunity to vent the anger he had just received. In the tent, Su Qianqian was his savior. Naturally, he could not retaliate. As for Su Zhenxi, he had just been kowtowed by this young man. If he got angry It couldn't be justified, so he simply directed all his anger at Su Zhenyuan.

"Senior, please calm down, this junior didn't mean it."

Su Zhenyuan didn't know that Ouyang Lan was deliberately taking it out on him, and thought he had really offended Ouyang Lan. He immediately clasped his fists with a very respectful attitude: "I just heard that this ebony herb poison is very powerful, and those who are poisoned rarely survive. It is said that there is no cure, but the juniors see the seniors like this..."

Su Zhenyuan racked his brains but couldn't make up a nice word. After all, no matter how you looked at it, Ouyang Lan despised the ebony grass poison, and even ignored it at all. He could solve it with just one detoxification pill.

"Ignorance! There is yin and there is yang in the world. All poisons, no matter how violent they are, have a one-to-one antidote. Not to mention this little ebony grass, even if it is ten times or a hundred times more powerful than this, old man It can still be cured!”

Ouyang Lan glared and then stood up: "Although I can cure Second Young Master Su's poison, I can only protect his life from danger. I'm afraid that Second Young Master Su will be a little weak in the next few days and will never go to the battlefield again." , Marquis Zhenyuan, you must remember this!"

At the end of the conversation, Ouyang Lan specifically warned Su Zhenyuan.

"Juniors always remember the teachings of their predecessors."

Su Zhenyuan clasped his fists and said respectfully.

"Okay, I'll go back and rest for a while. One of you will go back with me to get the medicine."

Ouyang Lan gritted her teeth, held on, turned and left.

When Su Qianqian learned that her second brother was not in danger, the gloom in her heart instantly dissipated. She smiled through tears with red eyes. The tight strings in Su Zhenxi's heart relaxed and returned to his usual self.

The guard brought the antidote pills back. Su Zhenyuan fed them with his own hands and took the antidote pills. He watched the black air on Su Zhennan's face recede. Not long after, his breathing, which was originally very weak, gradually stabilized, except for the frightening line left on his arms. Outside of the wound, there was nothing wrong, and he looked as if he was asleep. ,

"Master Hou, urgent report from the front!"

A scout got off his horse, rushed to the front of the camp, and knelt directly on the ground.

"You two, brother and sister, stay here as your father has other things to do."

Su Zhenyuan patted Su Zhenxi and Su Qianqian on the shoulders of the two sons and entrusted their second son to them. Then he turned around and walked out of the tent, took the secret message from the scout's hand, and read it carefully.

"Pass this order to the General of the Huwei Army, Wei Hong, to immediately lead the 100,000 Huwei Army, set up camp, break out the stronghold, and march south to Linguan!"

Su Zhenyuan put away the letter and gave cold instructions to the guards beside him.

"Yes!"

The guard clasped his fists and accepted the order. After receiving the order, Wei Hong did not dare to neglect. He immediately went into battle and led the Huwei army to the south of Linguan.

"General, Marquis Zhenyuan is too unkind. He asked us to go in front. Isn't it clear that we are going to die?"

"Yes, our Huwei Army is in the front, and we will definitely serve as the vanguard when the time comes and launch an attack on Nanlin Pass. I am afraid that many people will die. What Marquis Zhenyuan does is so chilling!"

Several lieutenants said something to you and me, and they all gathered around Wei Hong and complained.

"If you are dissatisfied, just go to Marquis Zhenyuan and tell him. What's the use of telling me?"

Wei Hong glared and shouted angrily. He had been living on tenterhooks this day, always worried that King Zhao, who had not been assigned military power, would come to settle accounts with him. Originally, he thought that in addition to King Chu Yichen of Qin, the eldest prince Chu Feng, Qi Wang Chu Yong and Qi each sent men and horses, and no one could be offended.

Who would have thought that the kings of Zhao would be killed again. It would be okay if he came a few days earlier. At worst, he would send thousands of troops from the army. But what a coincidence, this king of Zhao was the one who handed over the power of the Huwei Army to him. After Su Zhenyuan came, if he killed him, he wouldn't be able to get thousands more troops.

It wasn't a big deal at first. Firstly, the military power was not in his hands, so he couldn't help him even if he wanted to. Secondly, King Zhao had always been quiet and secretive. He was very careful in the court, and few people were optimistic about King Zhao's role in this situation. The upcoming battle between princes, so he didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, today I got news that the three thousand soldiers and horses originally prepared for the eldest prince Chu Chang, together with dozens of personal guards under the eldest prince, also joined the command of King Zhao Chu Yanzhen.

This news was like a thunder on the ground, which made Wei Hong's head buzz and he was completely confused. This King Zhao didn't say he had no strength at all. He had no strength to compete for the throne. Why did he steal it away without a word? Killed the original eldest prince’s men?

What if King Zhao uses this to settle accounts with him in the future...

When Wei Hong thought of this, his heart sank and his face was full of bitterness. Besides Wei Hong, there was another person who was also concerned about this matter.

Chu Yongqi looked at the secret message sent back by the moths in his hand, and his expression became increasingly ugly.