Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

"You bastard, you lied to me!" She pushed A Yun beside her to vent her anger.

Ah Yun didn't fight back, but obviously there were more important things to do at this time.

Holding her trembling shoulders from crying: "Yes, I'm a bastard, I'll accept whatever you scold, but first see if the elder brother can be saved!"

The words were like a blow to the head, Ling Yue regained some sanity from the loss of her soul, yes, what happened to her, shouldn't she save people first?
With a tear, give him his pulse.This time I cried even more sadly, my pulse was so weak, it was intermittent, there was no way to help it!

Han Qihuai has also sent a military doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment.

"How is Ming'er?" Han Qianfeng shook the military doctor, who was already panicking even more. "Go back to the Regent, King Ming. He is seriously injured."

"This king asked if you were saved! This king told you, if Ming'er can't be cured, you will be buried with him!"

The military doctor was frightened by him, but he didn't dare to promise, because according to the pulse, even if he rescued him, he couldn't recover.

Xue Zhi regretted Han Ming and was full of doubts, Mrs. Xue did not hide it: "Ming'er is Xiao Ye'er."

"What? He is Ling Lie's lost son?"

This can be explained, no wonder he is so close to Ling Yue, no wonder she designed to help him, no wonder A Yun who is bitter and jealous is so generous.

"No, Ming'er is my son, he has nothing to do with Ling Lie!" Han Qianfeng yelled, tears streaming down his face, and the clank man was as sad as a child, "Ming'er, my father wants to keep you, really! I just want to keep you, you are my father's favorite son, my father is afraid that you will leave Dazheng, so I will make such a bad move."

The anxious military doctor kneeling aside was shocked, his legs trembled even more, knowing such a big secret, will the regent kill him to silence him?

A Yun pulled Ling Yue, who was out of her mind, to a shelter outside the tent, and after a short whisper, she stopped crying.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, you don't believe me?"

She cried again: "I don't believe it, you asked me to pretend to kill Han Qianfeng to get my brother to save me, but you took the opportunity to kill my brother, you are paranoid, ruthless, unscrupulous, and insane, you are an unfamiliar wolf cub, you You're a white-eyed wolf, you're a devil."

Ah Yun couldn't take it anymore, she said before that he was a handsome and cute boy, but now he has become a devil directly.
But she cried until his heart was broken, and he hugged her into his arms to comfort her.

"My eldest lady, think about it carefully, do I dare to lie to you? Have I grown the guts? If you don't believe me, go get your pulse. The medicine is yours, and you know it better than anyone else."

He swore that he really had put some poison on the tip of the sword. As for the blood on Han Ming's chest was only caused by a skin trauma, he was absolutely careful when stabbing.

"Then can you test the sword?"

The sword was stuffed in her hand, Ling Yue took it halfway, and his dull eyes gradually became brighter.

Immediately afterwards, he punched him: "You are going to die, and you actually used five kinds of poison! I gave you the medicine for self-defense, who told you to use it on my brother?"

"That way their military doctors won't be able to save them! Be good and stop crying."

Ling Yue wiped away tears on him, and then glared at him fiercely: "If something happens to him, I'll find someone to marry directly, and I'll make you regret it forever!"

Ah Yun was nervous: "Then let's go in quickly!"

After the follow-up visit, Ling Yue's heart was full of joy, but her face was still full of grief.

"Grandma, I want to take my brother back."

Mrs. Xue nodded, although she didn't know what was going on, but A Yun's nagging behavior made her feel that there must be something inside.

Han Qianfeng was unwilling, and hugged Han Ming tightly: "Ming'er is my son, and I want to stay in Dazheng!"

Ayun said coldly: "If you stay in Dazheng, who can save him, your military doctor? Yue'er is very skilled in medicine, if you want him to live, then let him go. Otherwise, the time will be wasted, and the gods will not be able to save him!"

"You are here to heal!"

"Regent, Xiao Wang still said the same thing, if you want to save him, let us take him away."

Han Qianfeng pointed at him angrily: "Are you threatening me? Don't forget, this is my Dazheng barracks. As long as I give the order, you will be unable to escape!"

Ayun's expression was stern, and his words were loud and loud: "Then don't forget, the opposite is my Da Zhou generals, you dare to touch us, let alone your 10,000+ soldiers here, you will not be able to protect the capital of Da Zheng!"

The air was stagnant, but the tension did not affect others.

Ling Yue dragged the military doctor's medicine box to stop Han Ming's bleeding, and then fed some colorful pills into his mouth, muttering and not knowing what to say.

Mrs. Xue drank tea with Han Qihuai and watched the changes.

As for Xue Zhi, he stood beside Ah Yun to prevent Han Qianfeng from attacking again.

Lu Changyin's voice came from outside the tent: "My lord, there will be an urgent military report at the end!"

Han Qihuai put down his tea: "Come in."

As soon as Lu Changyin entered the tent, he felt cold all over his body, especially because he was still poisoned, and his breathing was short of breath.

"My lord, the Great Zhou army is under pressure, and the war is about to break out!"

Han Qihuai changed his expression and looked at Mrs. Xue.

"What are you looking at? It's the same sentence, who made your family small? Don't forget that I have two good grandchildren! It's okay, a little thing makes the battle so big, the more you live, the more useless you are!"

Han Qihuai was not annoyed by her, and directly made the decision: "Yue'er, take Ming'er away."

Han Qianfeng still wanted to stop him, but his confidence was obviously weak: "Father, Ming'er is my Da Zheng's coach. Even if Boyer asks him to go back, the Emperor Da Zhou will not let him go."

"Really? Isn't this what you hoped for?" Han Qihuai looked at him meaningfully, "What else can you say directly!"

Han Qianfeng seemed to have seen through his mind, with a look of shame on his face: "Also, if Ming'er recognizes his ancestors and returns to his clan, what should he do if he leads an army to invade Dazheng in the future? My son raises him and gives him an honorable status, isn't it? To make enemies for Da Zheng."

Han Qihuai's eyes were sharp, and he asked coldly, "So what are you going to do? Kill him?"

"No, it's not the father. What the boy means is that since he is the prince of our Dazheng, he will stay here no matter whether he lives or dies."

Han Qihuai shook his head with a wry smile, his eyes full of disappointment.

"Qianfeng, you keep saying that Ming'er is your son. This king sees that Yue'er is right. How can you treat him as a son? You don't have to say so much. Ming'er was brought back by this king. Let him be raised." It is this king who taught him, not you. As for his honor and status, it is his ability to get it, and it has nothing to do with you. Don’t forget that this king asked the previous emperor for the position of his son. Over the years, he has taught his younger siblings and respected his parents. , not only saved Zhaohui, but also saved you, are you ignorant of your conscience when you say this now?"

"Father, how can you say that? The boy is really thinking about Da Zheng. After all, Ming'er is not my biological son. After returning, he will inevitably deal with Da Zheng for Da Zhou!"

"You are not born of this king either. Has this king ever suspected you?" Han Qihuai almost roared and said this sentence. It was like a bolt from the blue, and everyone was stunned.

The one who reacted the most was the military doctor, knowing two big secrets at once, can he still live?The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and the more he thought about it, he fainted.

"Han Qihuai, isn't Qianfeng your own?"

Faced with Mrs. Xue's surprise, Han Qihuai smiled, holding the teacup with trembling hands.The face in the cup is old, and the eyes are cloudy.