The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

Chapter 238: A lonely city in Wanren Mountain ()

"Hold on...it's coming out soon!"

"Come out, come out!"

Cheers and babies' cries cut through the rainy night.

Zhe Sang's face turned pale and his breathing became soft and weak.

Finally I can take a short breath of rest.

Before she fell asleep, she seemed to hear Chongqing say it was a girl...

The heavy rain continued until dawn.

"I will definitely take good care of my little master." Chongqing swore firmly, "No matter what happens, I will not let her be harmed in the slightest, even if it means my life..."

"I believe you." Zhe Sang interrupted, "You all will be fine."

Chong Qing nodded, trying not to let tears fall, but just told Shui Po, "You must also be good, the master will leave it to you..."

Shui Po hugged her hard.

"The time has come, it's time to set off." Zhe Sang said, striding out. Every step was painful, and it seemed that if he took one more step, his body would fall apart.

Shui Po followed.

Out the second door.

Chong Qing chased her out and stopped her, "Are you really not leaving until you see the young master?"

Zhe Sang's heart twitched, "No."

Chongqing watched Zhe Sang go out and get on his horse again. His movements were not as agile as last year, and he even knocked a little.

I couldn't hold it back and shed tears.

"drive!"

The woman's voice sounded, although it was not loud enough, it was very firm.

My child, I'm sorry, my mother-in-law has more important things to do right now, and I have to do it. For this reason, I have to wrong you, force you to be born earlier, and put you here.

I hope you are safe, and your father is safe.

The three armies are safe...

Hu Wei almost thought he heard wrongly, but Zhe Sang came in person!
When he saw someone, Wen Santong jumped up, "Where's the child! Where's the child?! Such a big child?!"

What he said was unclear.

Zhe Sang explained: "I was born as a female baby and stayed in Cangcheng."

"You rushed here just like that?" Zhe Sang: "At this moment, I can't care about so much."

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I can't die, so don't look at me with that look. Compared with the lives of soldiers on the battlefield, my life is nothing."

"...Gu, Prime Minister, what is going on? Please tell me in detail."

Hu Wei immediately looked serious, "Now there are only five cities in Jinzhou left. The general and the prime minister agreed to attack in two directions. The general will attack from the north and the prime minister from the south. But that night, a group of people made a sneak attack. They were not afraid of death and rushed straight to the target with clear targets. In the Prime Minister’s tent…”

"The leader is brave and invincible, but the general failed to capture him."

Zhe Sang asked, "Is he very tall and wields two swords?"

Hu Wei: "Master, does he know this person?"

"It's Mo Ming, the commander of the imperial army." Zhe Sang said, "The prime minister is in the hands of the emperor."

"Now that there are more troops and horses, the remaining food and grass are only enough for half a month. Should we attack the city as planned or postpone the negotiations? The Lord should make a decision as soon as possible."

He then added, "The prime minister's generals have repeatedly asked for peace talks in the past few days to save people."

Zhe Sang: "Let me think about it."

Hu Wei saw that there was almost no blood on her face and was a little worried, "Do we need to call in a military doctor?"

"No need."

Asking the military doctor was nothing more than asking her to rest and recuperate.

Zhe Sang knocked on the table and made a decision: "Call those generals."

"Yes."

There were about thirty people standing in the tent.

They come from various places, cities, and forces. Most of them are standing here because of the Prime Minister.

Now that the Prime Minister is away and the group is leaderless, I can't help but feel panicked.

After the meeting, it was already late at night.

Everyone had gone out. Zhe Sang held on to the long case and tried to get up, but fell back several times in a row.

Shui Po hurriedly supported the person.

Just now, the master was arguing and discussing with the generals loudly. He looked like a perfectly fine person, and it took him a while to show his flaws. Fortunately, the people had dispersed.

After Zhe Sang stood up, there was a small spot of red on the stool where he had been sitting. Shui Po wiped it off skillfully with a handkerchief.

Shui Po didn't know how Zhe Sang was feeling right now, but she always held on and didn't check their pulse.

Like a candle, burn your life firmly.