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Just as Ji Yan was filled with suspicion and confusion, Zhong Xue had already grabbed Han Wang by the collar, demanding to know where the divine medicine was. Han Wang simply replied, "Hand over the divine medicine and I will spare your life. If you don't, I'll cut you."
At this point, there was no reason for Han Wang not to comply, so he hurriedly handed over the divine medicine.
Zhong Xue was anxious as well; he immediately took the medicine and led a team out of the city, leaving everything in the city to Dong Cheng. It was up to him to handle it.
Dong Cheng was furious; he had left, and now he was stuck with a hot potato. What kind of situation was this?
He wasn't afraid of dealing with the mess in Han Kingdom, but he was worried about having a wolf by his side. Ji Yan hadn't obtained the medicine and had failed to take the capital; it would be a miracle if he could get through this unscathed. If Ji Yan decided to kill him later and reclaim this place, what would he do?
Ji Yan indeed had such thoughts. On this trip to Han Kingdom, he gained nothing but lost many men. He had started with one hundred thousand troops, but now there were fewer than fifty thousand left. How could he possibly accept that?
Just as he heard Zhong Xue leave, his malicious thoughts began to grow wildly. He wondered why he should occupy this place and drive away the Wei Army.
Although he knew that Wei Kingdom was not easy to deal with, even gods couldn't resist stealing a bite when faced with a feast, let alone a hungry wolf.
As a result, Dong Cheng found himself in a difficult position, having to deal with Ji Yan while cursing Zhong Xue's ancestors.
What had he done in his past life to deserve such a Lord? This was no Lord at all; it was simply a troublesome demon.
Zhong Xue sat in the moving carriage, holding the box containing the divine medicine and dozing off. He had originally planned to ride on horseback, but after days of battle, he was too exhausted and could only rest in the carriage to regain his strength before seeking someone out for retribution.
That damned girl; even if she had been captured and taken to Yan Kingdom, she must be eager to see her brother. This reunion between siblings might spark some unexpected fireworks.
While lost in thought, he suddenly sneezed several times. Kazama draped a cloak over him and said, "Lord Jun, you aren't catching a cold, are you?"
Zhong Xue smiled and replied, "It might not be a cold; perhaps someone is cursing me."
"Who would dare curse you?"
Zhong Xue smiled, knowing that many people wanted to scold him, but the one who probably wanted to scold him the most right now was Dong Cheng. He must be having a headache dealing with Ji Yan.
Ji Yan was someone he understood very well; he was the type who would retaliate as soon as he saw an opportunity, biting like a dog and refusing to let go. If the same situation were to happen to him, he would do the same.
However, he believed in Dong Cheng. He definitely wouldn't let Ji Yan succeed. Although Dong Cheng sometimes acted unseriously, he was undoubtedly talented. If he couldn't handle Ji Yan, then he wouldn't have the ability to stand tall alongside him.
As dawn approached, he said to Kazama, "I'm going to sleep for a bit. Wake me up when we arrive."
Kazama exclaimed, "Huh? Where are we going?"
"To Yan Country."
He thought to himself that if they didn't reach Yan Country in half a month, and if they didn't wake him up in that time, it would be unbearable.
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Today was the day of selecting generals in Yan Country. Early in the morning, San Chun got up to prepare for the event. She had planned this all by herself and wanted to see it with her own eyes to feel at ease.
Uncle Qi had agreed to take her, but he had one condition: she had to have him accompany her.
Recently, he had been very clingy, wanting not only to stay in the same palace but also insisting on going with her even to the restroom. It was no surprise that he wanted to go with her.
After breakfast, Uncle Qi came to find her. Today, he wore his regular clothes and looked just like a young master from a wealthy family in the city. San Chun also dressed in men's clothing, and when they stood together, they looked strikingly handsome.
They exchanged smiles, seemingly reminiscing about the time they sneaked out of the palace together.
During times of war, martial arts were flourishing across various countries, but no country had ever made such a grand effort to select generals. The announcement caused quite a stir, attracting many people from different places; even those who didn't participate in the competition came just to watch the excitement.
The chief examiner for this competition was Young Master Rong. The competition consisted of two parts: martial arts and literary skills. First, they would test martial arts skills, followed by Military Strategy. Those who were skilled in martial arts but lacked knowledge of literature could not become a general; they might still qualify as a Vice Commander or a common captain.
San Chun had sharp eyes and suddenly saw Chen Xiong sitting at a table. This place had an excellent geographical location, making it an ideal spot for tea and watching the hustle and bustle.
She boldly walked over and waved, "Ah, Uncle, what brings you here?"
Chen Xiong was not actually her real uncle; he was Madam Ju's brother, so they were only distantly related. However, seeing him in person always felt somewhat familial, and flattering him wouldn't hurt.
She was dressed in men's clothing. Chen Xiong glanced at her but didn't immediately recognize who she was. However, he recognized the person she was with all too well. His mouth dropped open in surprise, completely forgetting to stand up and greet her.
Uncle Qi smiled and directly sat down across from him. Chen Xiong hurriedly stood up. There was also a man in his thirties sitting next to him, who looked puzzled at his reaction.
Uncle Qi said with a smile, "We're all family here, no need for formalities." He gestured for him to sit down.
Chen Xiong anxiously knelt down, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Seeing the king here made him unsure whether it was a blessing or a curse.
The man beside him, unaware of Uncle Qi's identity, quietly asked, "Lord Chen, who is this?"
Uncle Qi replied with a smile, "I am her Niece's husband; we are all family."
The man laughed, "In that case, we are not strangers either; I am also Lord Chen's Niece's husband."
It was quite rare for two Niece's husbands to meet like this.
Chen Xiong grinned awkwardly, unsure whether to cry or laugh. He had reacted most strongly to the news of the king's marriage to San Chun, and now that the king was openly discussing it in front of him, he didn't know how to respond.
The man then asked San Chun, "May I ask who this is...?"
Uncle Qi gently took her hand and boldly said without any shyness, "This is my beloved."
In broad daylight, a man boldly professing his love for another man would leave anyone normal with their mouth agape in shock.
Now, the expression on Chen Xiong's son-in-law's face is just like this; his mouth is open wide enough to fit an egg inside. Chen Xiong recognizes him as Ju Dan, and while his expression is relatively normal, he still feels quite dissatisfied with their public display of affection.
The three of them looked at each other, each with their own thoughts. Among them, the most composed was San Chun. She has developed a thick skin from her training and no longer considers herself a woman. As soon as she sat next to Uncle Qi, she called for the second one to come over and ordered a lot of food.
Having been away from her hometown for a long time, she felt quite nostalgic for the local delicacies, especially these simple tea snacks that were rarely seen in the palace. She usually couldn't eat them, but at this moment, they tasted quite delicious.
Sitting at the same table as the king, Chen Xiong didn't dare to kneel properly; he was half-bowed and felt very uncomfortable. He leaned forward and asked, "Why did you come out today?"
Uncle Qi smiled and said, "There’s something lively to see today, so naturally I had to come out and take a look."
That day, when he dismissed General, it had already spread like wildfire. Even someone as high-ranking as Pang Wan had been dismissed from office, causing many ministers to feel uneasy. Recently, there had been noticeably fewer people submitting memorials to the emperor.
Seeing him today, Chen Xiong felt quite apprehensive and hesitated for a moment before saying, "This is Doctor Ping's son, Ping Rong, who is also my Niece's husband. He has been studying on the mountain for many years and has good martial arts skills. He even studied painting with Master Yu Rong for two years and can paint very well."
San Chun let out a light "oh." Master Yu Rong's disciple—that means he is her senior brother. Thinking this way, she couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.
Ping Rong looked quite ordinary; his behavior was not particularly impressive either. She wondered why he was accepted as a disciple by the master. She knew her master very well; he was extremely strict and selective about taking in disciples. Even after accepting her, he still regretted it to this day.
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