The killer concubine of the sick prince

In the nearly 70-year history of Dayong, there has been a very brave army. This army was built with the founding emperor of Dayong. Became left and right two.

This is the legend of Dayong - God's presence in the army.

The Shenlin army is divided into left and right generals, the left general is led by the Su family and passed on from generation to generation, and the right general is led by the Yun family, the family of champions of martial arts that emerged after the founding of the Great Rong.

However, as the situation in the Great Rong Dynasty became more and more stable, and foreigners rarely invaded the border, the Shenlin Army was divided into two branches and stationed in the southwest and southeast.

From the iron cavalry in Saibei to the defenders in the mountains.

But even so, in the early years of Emperor Mengqing, the Su family and the Yun family produced two amazingly talented people, who held high positions at a young age, and became the commander of the Shenlin Army at the age of 22. Even in the mountains and fields, it is famous for suppressing bandits.

This is Su Qinghe's elder brother Su Yanqing and Yun Shaocheng from the Yun family.

But in the end, it couldn't make up for the defeat at Qiuzi Pass in Saibei. This battle damaged the myth of Dayong's invincibility, and the eldest princess was forced to marry far away.

This is not only the history that the Royal Family of Great Rong is unwilling to mention, but also the past that the people of Great Rong are unwilling to mention.

The battle of Saibeiqiuzguan was an unforgettable shame for Darong.

But now——Dong Yiheng actually felt that the brat standing in front of him looked like his elder brother who had no destiny.

Jiang Jiuyi's "Who wins", although the voice is not loud, but the sound like a sharp ice blade made these young masters who had never seen blood tremble for a while, and even Dong Yiheng was frightened by the momentum and took half a step back. Thinking about the result?

"The winner is—Master Jiang Yi Jiang!"

After hearing these words, Jiang Jiuyi seemed to be relieved. Zhao Ruixi keenly sensed that something was wrong with Jiang Jiuyi, and quietly put her hand behind Jiang Jiuyi.

"Hold on, I'm tired." Jiang Jiuyi was not polite, and simply leaned on Zhao Ruixi with her strength.

Although Zhao Ruixi was worried about his situation, there was a secret joy in being trusted like this, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Jiuyi shook her head slightly, "It's okay."

Zhao Ruixi probed his back with his hand, and found that the winter clothes were soaked in sweat, so he frowned and wanted to call Feng Zhiyan, "You sweat a lot, I will call Feng Zhiyan here."

Jiang Jiuyi pressed Zhao Ruixi's hand, "No need."

Afterwards, both of these boys and buddies lost interest in the playful projects. Jiang Jiuyi was thinking about what the clips flashed in her mind just now, while Zhao Ruixi was concerned about Jiang Jiuyi's condition.

There are trestle bridges and pavilions connecting the two sides of Nanshan Houhu Lake. When young people here write poems, there will be servants who will send the praised works to the other side.

Jiang Jiuyi is not even interested in beautiful women anymore. He can be sure that the picture that appears in his mind when he is writing is not the hail of guns and bullets when he was performing missions in modern times, nor is it a hallucination. It must be the real scene that Jiang Jiuyi has experienced.

But how could this child experience such a cruel war?

Jiang Jiuyi was not interested in the following activities, and even fell asleep in the carriage on the return journey.

When the carriage stopped, he realized that he had not returned to the palace.

Downstairs was full of traffic and pedestrians, and the aroma of food was still faintly floating in the air.

The Xianglin guest actually came!

The moment Jiang Jiuyi woke up, he was attracted by the food on the table. This was the first time he ate at Xianglin Ke. In the past, the people here would send it to the house, but the food had to be served when it was just out of the pan. Tasting is delicious enough!

There was a chuckle in the room, and Jiang Jiuyi gave Zhao Ruixi a stingy look, then turned her head to appreciate the delicious food on the big table.

Jiang Jiuyi's appearance like a glutton made Zhao Ruixi laugh, "It's all yours."

Zhao Ruixi sat on the soft bed in the private room, pretending to hold a book in his hand.

This reminded Jiang Jiuyi of the day when she first met Zhao Ruixi, this person was also wrapped in fox fur, curled up on the imperial concubine's couch with a pale face, but Zhao Ruixi at that time was far less vivid than he looks now.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Ruixi beckoned to him, pointing his chin at the dishes on the table, "If you win, I'll treat you to Xianglin Ke. These are your favorite food on weekdays."

Jiang Jiuyi is a carnivorous animal. When she eats, she doesn't like meat. She also likes to eat strong food, but Zhao Ruixi, a sick person, can't eat these things.

What's more, Zhao Ruixi didn't have much appetite, and now he was very weak because of the detoxification.

Jiang Jiuyi was also polite, and started when the dishes were all on the table. He was so hungry now that he felt that he could eat a cow.

Zhao Ruixi only drank a bowl of soup. He looked at Jiang Jiuyi's wind-like speed, even though he had seen it many times, he was still surprised, "How can you eat so little?"

"I'm hungry." Jiang Jiuyi said without raising her head.

Zhao Ruixi touched his chin, "I have never seen everyone who is hungry can eat like you."

Jiang Jiuyi put down the bowl and chopsticks, and generously allocated some attention to Zhao Ruixi, "Will I make Prince Xi's mansion poor?"

Jiang Jiuyi can think that he is weak or annoying, but she can't think that he is poor!

Zhao Ruixi let out a "hiss", got up from the couch, walked slowly to Jiang Jiuyi's side, brushed his fingers gently over the handsome face of the young man, "Prince Xi's family wealth is enough for you for several lifetimes."

"Oh." Jiang Jiuyi turned a blind eye to Zhao Ruixi's beauty and continued eating.

If he was still throbbing because of Zhao Ruixi's flowery and enchanting face, after such a long time, he has already developed immunity.

Zhao Ruixi didn't feel neglected either. Instead, she sat beside Jiang Jiuyi and watched him eat with her chin propped up. "Is there something wrong with your body? Do you want Feng Zhiyan to take a look at it for you?"

Jiang Jiuyi's cooking speed paused, and she felt that Zhao Ruixi who used Feng Zhiyan as a family doctor was also a strange thing.

"No."

Zhao Ruixi let out a long sigh, feeling that his whole heart was devoted to the bright moon, but the bright moon just shined on the ditch.

He stared at the food on the table with some resentment, not knowing why these grains were more attractive than him.

He simply stopped disturbing Jiang Jiuyi from eating, and just stared at him intently.

He remembered the first time he saw Jiang Jiuyi, when he just woke up, he had thought of dying, but after seeing Jiang Jiuyi with such vigorous vitality, he suddenly felt that being alive was not a matter of life. Too bad thing.

Jiang Jiuyi lived very seriously, ate very seriously, and wanted to live a better life for himself. At that time, he thought, if Jiang Jiuyi wanted to leave, he would be given a safe and prosperous world where he could travel without any scruples. world.

But now—he wants to be with Jiang Jiuyi, the day he meets Darong Haiqingheyan.

[The author has something to say: Zhao Ruixi: Because of a person, I want to be a good person

91: You give up, it's impossible.

Zhao Ruixi: ...

Wind Zhiyan: Hahahahaha]