Poison Doctor Prince Concubine

Chapter 381

He was the one who failed Concubine Ruan Xiang back then, that youthful and lively girl, with an innocent and pure smile on her face forever.

Now, she has become like this, using this method to end everything between them is considered merciful and has saved his emperor's face.What right does he have to say?

Zuo Tianxing commanded Bai Zhi to grind the ink well in a deep voice, and the Langhao in his hand was already in hand.

Seeing that Mu Fei acted like this, everyone else breathed a sigh of relief. Empress Tang Yuyan smiled comfortingly, Prince Jin Zuo Tianyi smiled briskly, Minister of the Ministry of Officials Ruan Yuanze smiled dotingly, only the concubine Lin Shurou, her lips Biting the petals lightly, the eyeballs rolled quickly.

As for the other three kingdoms, Mu Fei glanced over them lightly, knowing that they had also prepared the pen and ink, and waited for her to read them out.

She lowered her eyelids slightly, curled her eyelashes, covering up the indifferent flickering light under the eyelashes.

Then she raised her head to meet Su Beichen's ice-blue eyes surrounded by mist.

"Young Master Ye, I'm afraid I will trouble you. To be fair, the little girl needs to go to that position to read."

She pointed at the seat of the young man in Tsing Yi.

Su Beichen's icy blue light flashed, he stepped forward, gently hugged Mu Fei, and walked slowly towards the second floor.

"Miss Ruan, you're very smart, and sometimes it's frighteningly smart. In fact, at the moment I gave you the Dafa of seducing the soul, you probably already knew that the gift of breaking the barrier for a hundred years no longer existed."

"I want Miss Ruan to agree to cooperate with me, but it's just to avoid turmoil. But now that Miss Ruan has flipped Sun Tzu's Art of War, she should know that it's just a pile of blank paper with nothing in it. I don't understand. Why does Miss Ruan insist on going her own way, she must do this?"

Mu Fei was slightly stunned, and then she said lightly: "It's the first time that the third prince has spoken the truth to the little girl, and this girl is really flattered."

There was a sneer in her tone.

A strange light flashed across Su Beichen's icy blue eyes.

"Even if I want to lie now, this lie can be exposed immediately, according to the girl's intelligence, is it necessary for me to tell it?"

"So the third prince still has another chance. If you accidentally miss it now, maybe no one will expose this lie."

Mu Fei was waterless, she stared at Su Beichen indifferently and calmly.

Su Beichen's icy blue pupils seemed to have been dripped with a crystal dew, and the ripples kept swaying.

His thin lips slightly raised, with a bitterness.

"Miss Ruan doesn't have to be so smart sometimes." He sighed softly.

"Life is so precious, the little girl naturally has to cherish it. If you want to cherish it, even if you don't want to be smart, that's okay..."

She raised her head and stared fixedly at his deep and cold blue pupils.

"Since you can make an exception to tell the truth to others, then, for the sake of my life and the reputation of Xiaoyao Kingdom, can the third prince make an exception again?"

"Do you still have a second Sun Tzu's Art of War in your hand?"

Su Beichen's icy blue eyes flashed with hesitation.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War in my hand is considered to be a fake. Under the current circumstances, how much do you think everyone here believes to be true?" Mu Fei's lips curled slightly, and his eyes sparkled.

Su Beichen smiled, and stared at Mu Fei for a while.

"Miss Ruan, it would be fine if you weren't so smart."

"But the little girl helped you this time, so the Third Prince wouldn't have to stage a show of repaying kindness with grievances on the spot, would he?"

As long as she escapes this catastrophe, Mu Fei doesn't think she has no chance to escape.

"Of course." Su Beichen smiled.

"Then, the transaction was successful." Mu Fei said confidently. She sat on the high seat where the young man in Tsing Yi made way, and blinked at Su Beichen, signaling that he could act at the same time.

The moment she turned around, her eyes were clear and clear.

She slowly flipped through Sun Tzu's Art of War, her voice was low and clear.

"The first chapter of Sun Tzu's Art of War is titled First Plan. Sun Tzu said:

Soldiers, the major affairs of the country, the place of life and death, the way of survival, must be investigated.Therefore, the scriptures use five things, collate them for calculation, and ask for their emotions: one is called Dao, two is called heaven, three is called earth, four is called generals, and fifth is called law.Dao means to make the people agree with the superior, to die with them, to live with them, without danger; to heaven, yin and yang, cold and heat, and seasons; Those who are wise, trustworthy, benevolent, courageous, and strict; those who are legal are those who are governed by music, officialdom, and mastery.All five of these will be heard by everyone, those who know will win, those who don't will will not win..."

Mu Fei began to read, and the wolf hairs in everyone's hands were drawn to ink on each piece of rice paper that had been spread out.

Su Beichen's icy blue pupils glowed with brilliance, and his sight collided with Su Beitang, a young man in green, in mid-air.

There was an exchange of thoughts in the eyes of the two, and then they nodded decisively.

"The second chapter of Sun Tzu's Art of War is titled Combat Second. Sun Tzu said: "The method of employing troops is to drive a thousand chariots, to ride a thousand leather chariots, to carry a hundred thousand armour, and to feed food for a thousand miles. The internal and external expenses, the use of the guests, the glue The material of lacquer and the decoration of the car armor cost thousands of gold every day, and then a hundred thousand teachers will be raised..."

Mu Fei's tone was indifferent, slow and forceful. She read Sun Tzu's Art of War unrestrainedly, her fingers matched the speed of the reading, and turned over the blank paper scroll page by page.

The breeze blew across the railing of Yinyu Pavilion, blowing the hair on Mu Fei's forehead, and blowing up a corner of her fluttering skirt.

At this moment, the hall of Yinyu Pavilion was so quiet that only the sound of the wind and the murmur of the falling leaves of the phoenix trees could be heard.

Everyone's eyes were only focused on Mu Fei's body, and their ears were only focused on listening to the chapter on the Art of War.

Their hands are writing vigorously, nervously and excitedly finishing one piece of rice paper after another.

At this moment, no one will pay attention to whether there are fewer people around, no one will notice, and at some point, some people present will slowly disappear.

At some point, on the railing on the second floor, the young man in Tsing Yi disappeared.

An hour has passed...

Mu Fei's fingers finally turned to the last page of the scroll. She raised her eyebrows slightly, cleared her voice, lowered her eyes and continued to read.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War No. 13, titled Yongjian No. 13. Sun Tzu said: Whoever raises an army of 70 troops and marches for thousands of miles, the expenses of the common people, the tribute of the public, the daily expense of thousands of gold, internal and external turmoil, slack on the road, and those who are not allowed to do things , [-] families. Staying together for several years to fight for one day's victory, but those who love Juelu a hundred gold and don't know the enemy's feelings are the most inhumane, not the generals of the people, not the lord's assistant, not the master of victory Also. Therefore, the wise kings and virtuous generals are motivated to win over others. The success comes from the crowd, and the prophet is also. The prophet must not be taken from ghosts and gods, cannot be imaged from things, and cannot be verified by degrees. It must be taken from others. He who knows the enemy's feelings …In the past, when Yin prospered, Yi Zhi was in Xia; when Zhou was prospering, Lv Ya was in Yin. Therefore, the kings and generals of the Ming Dynasty, who can use their wisdom as a medium, will surely achieve great success. This is the key to soldiers, and the three armies rely on them to move them.”

Mu Fei's gaze stayed on the last page for a while, then she put her hands together, and she closed the scroll gracefully.

"The thirteen chapters of Sun Tzu's Art of War have all been read here. Although the little girl's speech speed is not fast, she is not slow, but the little girl believes that everyone here is extremely intelligent, and everyone here should have completely It's recorded."

"Now, all countries have a book of Sun Tzu's Art of War, which is fair. As for how to make good use of this Sun Tzu's Art of War in the future, it depends on everyone's ability to understand the art of war."

She turned her eyes lightly, put Sun Tzu's Art of War back into the delicate box, closed it and locked it.

"My return gift has been given to you all, and my promise has been fulfilled to you, so the little girl doesn't owe you anything anymore." She tapped the armrest of the chair with her fingers, raised her head slightly, and looked at Shang Su Beichen indifferently. Shocking ice blue pupils.

"Young Master Ye, the little girl said earlier that this book is of no use to me. Now that the little girl has given up her curiosity, I will return this book to Xiaoyao Kingdom for future generations to come." Take it."

Mu Fei wrapped the locked delicate box with bright yellow silk cloth, and handed it to Su Beichen with both hands.

Su Beichen's icy blue light flickered, but he didn't take the box.

He waved his fan, and the bright yellow package was blown up by the wind, and fell precisely into the burning stove beside him.

"Since everyone has one, this book has fulfilled its mission, and it shouldn't exist."

After the box was put into the furnace, it was immediately submerged by raging fire, and the flames soared and turned into ashes in an instant.

Mu Fei's eyes were slightly stunned. Through the orange fire, she saw Su Beichen's ice-blue pupils with deep meaning, and her thick and slightly curled eyelashes trembled.

"Young Master Ye, thank you for inviting the young lady to participate in this competition in the Yinyu Pavilion. The young lady has benefited a lot. The young lady is really grateful. If the young master has the opportunity to come to the Zhaoling Dynasty in the future, the young lady will definitely try her best." The friendship of the landlord, please treat the young master to a good meal, now, take your leave."

She fixed her eyes on Ruan Yuanze who was sitting on the seat, and raised her lips into a smile.

"Brother, it's time for us to go home." She called softly.

Ruan Yuanze stood up gracefully from his seat, and he arrived gracefully.

"Concubine, what's the matter? Do you want elder brother to carry you home?" He asked with a doting smile.

Mu Fei nodded lightly, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"Why not, are you the eldest brother?" Her usual indifferent tone was infused with a delicate and soft voice, as if acting like a baby.

Ruan Yuanze smiled softly, "Okay, I'm the eldest brother, that's right. The eldest brother is just like when he was a child, carrying the lost concubine home." He gently hugged Mu Fei, with warm black jade pupils exuding tenderness. Joyful light.

"Brother, let's not wait for others, just the two of us, brother and sister, go together, okay?"

Mu Fei leaned against Ruan Yuanze's warm embrace like spring. She smelled the clean and fresh scent of grass on his body, and her body and mind inexplicably calmed down.

Ruan Yuanze's bright eyes were smiling, and the moment he lowered his eyes, a soft jade-like light floated in the corners of his eyes.

"Okay, as long as the concubine likes it, that's fine. Eldest brother will bid farewell to the emperor first, and you will wait for elder brother in the carriage first." He carried Mu Fei and walked down the second floor slowly.

Su Beichen's blue pupils changed color slightly, he stared at the faint smile on Mu Feizhu's lips, and saw her relaxed expression leaning against Ruan Yuanze's embrace, his icy blue light suddenly shrank.

Then, as if realizing something, a strange and bizarre color of light, covering his blue pupils, appeared densely.

(End of this chapter)