Jun Yuanxi sneered.

She looked at her cowardly mother with disdain. Concubine Yun was not as timid as she is now.

Jun Yuanxi got up and walked to the dressing table, and took out a small piece of paper that was folded.

She handed the piece of paper to Concubine Yun, with a strange smile on her face: "Mother, just by following this prescription, you can give birth to the future prince of Chu."

Concubine Yun looked shocked and subconsciously pinched the thin piece of paper.

Three people were squeezed in the shaking little carriage.

Jun Jiuning and others avoided the pursuers and finally found him with the secret code left by Uncle An.

Several people were already on the way to escape.

Wen Fei told Jun Jiuning something that happened when he sent Jun Qingli back to Chu State.

"Qing Li is trapped in Mincheng and can't return to the palace?"

Jun Jiuning looked at Wen Fei with a calm face in shock, and his expression became more and more anxious, and he tightened his palm: "Why?"

Mincheng is a border with Zhao State, which is very chaotic and dangerous.

Wen Fei recounted the incident lightly, with a cold expression as if it had nothing to do with him: "The border of Chu State was frequently attacked by a group of organized bandits, disrupting the peace of Mincheng's border. His Royal Highness, as the crown prince, naturally could not stand by and leave first."

"But those bandits are really hateful. Every time they attack the city, they stop at the right time. Once the Chu army sends troops to chase them, they quickly flee to Zhao State, and the Chu army can do nothing to them."

Jun Jiuning frowned and said, "Does Zhao State not care about it? The bandits are rampant, won't their Zhao State's people suffer from it?"

Wen Fei nodded without saying a word, his eyes were meaningful.

The well-trained bandits only attacked Chu State, but once they entered the border of Zhao State, they disappeared, afraid they were just wearing the skin of bandits.

It is natural that Zhao State gets involved in it, but Jun Jiuning speculated that this matter must be inseparable from Liang State!

Jun Jiuning suddenly burst into strong anger, and his eyes gradually became cold: Why did Gu Yun hold on to the State of Chu?

Mo Qingzhu was silent for a long time and suddenly spoke: "Princess, don't worry about this matter, I have a way to solve it."

Jun Jiuning turned his head and looked at Mo Qingzhu, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, you are the third prince of Zhao!"

Since the people in Mincheng have no choice but to use these bandits, wouldn’t it be much more convenient for the people in Zhao to capture these "bandits" of unknown origin?

She slapped her thigh hard, and with a loud "pop", it hurts herself, and her expression is a little distorted.

"I would like to ask the third prince to help my brother return to Beijing as soon as possible! I will thank you very much in the future!"

Mo Qingzhu teased, "Okay, then I'll wait for the princess's thank-you gift."

He suddenly remembered something, lifted the curtain of the car, and said to Uncle An: "Uncle An, where are the jade boxes we prepared before?"

"Under Miss Chu's seat."

Jun Jiuning quickly stood up, opened the secret wall at his feet, and took out a jade box.

She took out Qiu Shuizhi, who was wrapped in a towel from her chest and put it in: "I almost forgot that Qiu Shuizhi still exists on me. Fortunately, the third master reminded me that it was not over yet."

Wen Fei looked at her with confusion: "Ms. Chu?"

Jun Jiuning nodded: "No matter what, 'Jun Jiuning' is dead, this is the fact. I will just use my name to Chu. If you remember from now on, I will call Chu Jiuning from now on."

Wen Fei nodded slightly, pointed at Mo Qingzhu and said, "Then why did he appear in Xia Kingdom with you?"

Jun Jiuning laughed dryly: "This matter is a long story. I will tell you slowly after I return to Hongchen Inn."

She was already thinking in her heart, how to be miserable? Wen Fei would not get angry because she had been hiding it for so long.

It was already dark, there was no light on the mountain road, and two warm lights hung on the carriage.

Uncle An waved a whip and made a crisp sound on the horse's back, and they were almost back to the city.

In the Xia Palace.

Feng Yunxi was stabbed in the autumn dew forest by Wen Fei in the chest, and his life was in danger.

Even Emperor Xia, who had been bedridden for a long time, was alarmed and asked someone to carry him to Yaohua Palace to see Feng Yunxi.

The Yaohua Palace where Feng Yunxi lives is even more chaotic, with imperial physicians constantly shuttled through the palace garden.

Feng Dongling knelt at the palace gate of Yaohua Palace. The scorching sun was exposed to the sun, and he was sweating profusely, his coat was soaked in sweat.

The midsummer sun should not be underestimated. Feng Dongling only knelt for an hour and his face turned red, and his lips also showed abnormal pale color due to lack of water, and even cracked a few places due to excessive dryness.

The sunlight was so dazzling that Feng Dongling frowned and shook his head, trying to shake off the sweat that was about to drip into his eyes. Such a simple action made his eyes dark, and his thin body suddenly shaking.

A female official left by Empress Xia, Feng Yunxi's biological mother, scolded: "Your Highness, if you are not sincere, you will delay praying for Your Highness. The princess is in danger now, so you should straighten your waist so that the gods in the sky can be moved by Your Highness's intentions and bless the princess through this disaster."

Feng Dongling hid under her sleeves, her sweaty and sticky fingers were pinched tightly, but her face was a docile look and she said softly: "Yes."

The female official still had no good expression and looked at him fiercely, preventing Feng Dongling from relaxing for a moment. Feng Dongling gritted her teeth and straightened her neck, staring at the doors where people were constantly entering and leaving the distance, and sneered in her heart: As long as Feng Yunxi was lifted back, she would not be afraid of not being able to save her. Qiu Shuizhi, who had been in the palace over the years, has saved her ten lives.

The sun above my head became hotter and hotter.

"Why do you let the prince kneel here?" A gentle and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in front of him. Feng Dongling looked up blankly and met Emperor Xia's thin and pale face.

The female official on the side froze her face, and she hurriedly knelt down and explained: "The emperor doesn't know anything. Your princess's life is hanging on a thread, and her heart is bleeding. The imperial physicians have tried all their methods, but Your princess has not escaped from danger."

She turned her head slightly and looked at Feng Dongling, and continued, "The Prince's Highness was anxious about this, so she knelt here and prayed to the heaven, hoping that the princess's situation would improve and turn bad luck into good luck."

Emperor Xia stared at the female official with a pair of sunken eyes. His muddy pupils were bottomless. The female official looked down and did not dare to look at him.

Emperor Xia looked at Feng Dongling and said slowly: "Crown Prince, is that the case?"

Feng Dongling pursed his lips, and a large drop of sweat dripped from his chin, and a slight "hissing" sound fell on the hot floor tiles.

He reached out to brush away the sweat stains on his face and smiled at Emperor Xia: "Father, I voluntarily pray for my elder sister. The sun is brightest at noon. If there is a god, you will definitely see me kneeling on the ground and praying for blessings with sincerity. Maybe I can impress the gods and let the elder sister escape danger."

The smile on the young man's face is pure and sincere.

Emperor Xia's fingers on the armrest trembled and said softly: "Okay, OK."

He fell back into the sedan chair weakly, closed his eyes: "Let's go."
Chapter completed!