The Queen of War

Pieces of peach blossoms are flying with the wind. The beautiful face in the peach blossom rain makes the Yan King intoxicated. He had to admit that this was indeed the most beautiful picture he had ever seen in his life. The woman in white in the peach blossom, unknowingly, has broken into his heart.

Without that war, the king of Yan was sure that he would fall in love with her. That's really an excellent woman. She's beautiful, wise, brave and good at fighting, so his eyes have to stay for her. However, there are too many grudges between them, so that the king of Yan can't look directly into his heart.

Zhong Wuyan frowned slightly and let out a painful groan.

Hearing this groan, Yan Wang quickly raised his head and looked at her nervously.

Zhong Wuyan's face became more and more ugly, and her forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

Yan Wang hurriedly stretched out his hand and touched her forehead. He just felt hot.

"Too doctor, too doctor Xuan!" he shouted madly from the middle and outside.

"What's the matter?" the little eunuch waiting outside the door widened his eyes in doubt and thought as he walked, "when the imperial doctor Xuan came, when he didn't prescribe the medicine, he was bombarded away. What medicine is sold in the king's gourd?"

He didn't understand, nor did the imperial doctor, but he could only prescribe a prescription for Zhong Wuyan according to the meaning of King Yan.

"The wound has become inflamed and must be cleaned." seeing the nervous look on Yan Wang's face, the imperial doctor said carefully, "king, this..."

Until now, the imperial doctor is not sure whether the king of Yan wants to save Zhong Wuyan or continue to torture her.

"You must cure her!" the Yan king said coldly with some anxiety in his eyes, "she can't die! She can't be so cheap!"

Listening to King Yan's indifferent words, the imperial doctor felt that King Yan still wanted to continue revenge, which made his heart a lot easier. In the eyes of Yan people, Zhong Wuyan is an unforgivable female devil. She will not reduce her hatred for her because of her beauty. The war left too many people displaced and homeless, and too many Yan men were bloodstained on the battlefield. No one can forgive Zhong Wuyan. The people of Yan hate her far more than Tian Bijiang. Although they know that Zhong Wuyan is just a puppet, everything is Tian Bijiang's decision.

"Yes!" said the imperial doctor hurriedly and nervously, and his eyes became dignified. "Weichen will try his best to cure Miss Zhong!"

As long as king Yan decides to leave Zhong Wuyan's life and death and continue to abuse her, the imperial doctor will try his best to treat Zhong Wuyan. Although the doctor's family did not suffer any damage during the war, he was from the state of Yan. His hatred for Zhong Wuyan was not alleviated because of the peace of his small family.

In fact, Zhong Wuyan's injury is not serious, but her spirit is too poor. She fell so drowsy that she didn't know when she would wake up.

The night is low, and the stars all over the sky blink lonely, like Chang'e's sad tears sprinkled in the endless night sky, and like a broken drill accidentally shaken off by the queen mother on the black velvet.

King Yan sat quietly in front of his bed and looked at Zhong Wuyan in a coma. She frowned slightly and seemed to have infinite sadness. Her sleep was not stable, and her thin body trembled slightly from time to time, like a frightened bird.

"Is this really Zhong Wuyan?" he thought casually, "maybe at this time, she should be Xia Lichun, the daughter of the Xia family."

He didn't know that neither Zhong Wuyan nor Xia Lichun would easily let people see his weak side. However, Zhong Wuyan in a coma can't hide her inner weakness at this time. At this time, she is the most complete and real one in front of the Yan king.

Looking at such a pitiful Zhong Wuyan, the king of Yan couldn't help but slowly stretch out his hand and try to calm the sadness between her eyebrows. Her skin is so delicate that it seems that if you touch it gently, it will be pierced. When the rough fingertips just touched the soft skin, he only felt a strange feeling spreading rapidly in his body.

The Yan King's eyes were full of bright red blood, and his breathing was becoming turbid.

He, a vigorous young man. For revenge, there is no concubine in his harem. He was afraid that he would indulge in wine and sex like King Han and forget his blood feud.

"Zhong Wuyan, let's take it as you owe loneliness!" the king of Yan was suddenly excited.

"Xia Yingchun..." Zhong Wuyan frowned slightly and talked nonsense, "I must kill you... I must kill you... Niang, Niang... Don't go... Don't go..."

She said intermittently, in a very weak voice, as if floating out of a crack in the ground.

After hearing this sentence, the Yan king had a strange look in his eyes.

"She's going to kill Xia Yingchun?" King Yan thought in amazement, "What happened? Why did she kill Xia Yingchun? Isn't she amnesic? It's impossible to avenge the past! Did Xia Yingchun's cheap woman do anything outrageous? Zhong Wuyan has been calling her mother. Who is her mother and what does her mother's death have to do with Xia Yingchun?"

Zhong Wuyan slowly opened her eyes. Those beautiful eyes twinkled with beautiful light in the dark. She looked at the man who was bending over her in surprise with a panic look on her face.

"You... What do you want?" she tried to stretch out her arms and push the king of Yan away, but her shoulder was too painful. As long as she moved gently, a heart piercing pain spread in her body.

Looking at Zhong Wuyan's frightened appearance, the corners of Yan Wang's mouth couldn't help a wisp of evil smile.

"Zhong Wuyan, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, was afraid of this!" he thought wickedly, "I knew she was afraid of this. When she came for the best lotus, she should torture her!"

However, Zhong Wuyan was wearing a gold mask at that time. He thought it was an ugly woman who could frighten even ghosts. How could he be interested in her? If you had known that Zhong Wuyan was so beautiful, it is estimated that Yan Wang would have done it long ago. He is not a gentleman, never, even if there is no blood feud, he is not.

"Gu is your future husband. It seems nothing wrong to do so?" the king of Yan sneered, and his cold fingers gently slid over her beautiful face.

Zhong Wuyan turned her face slightly.

"Shy?" looking at the glow, the Yan king thought wickedly, "it seems that she has really forgotten. Forget, forget all, just forget! Maybe, if you forget everything, you can leave her to fight against Fu Tian! After cleaning up the bastard, Gu will clean up the woman slowly!"

In any case, Yan Wang refused to admit that he wanted to leave Zhong Wuyan because he liked her. He dared not admit it, nor could he admit it. If the people of Yan knew that their king liked the woman who destroyed their country for more than a month, it would be unacceptable and would set off another round of bloodshed. At that time, those who disagree with him can use this as an excuse to drive him out of office and establish a new king.

In today's Yan state, the domestic situation is not stable. Although the ministers all want to teach Qi a lesson, they have their own ghosts. After all, they used to be the confidants of the crown prince. If it weren't for the war, they wouldn't stand for the post of King Yan anyway.

"Since you are my husband, your future mother-in-law was killed. Naturally, she has the obligation to avenge her, right?" Zhong Wuyan turned her face slightly and dared not look directly into the Yan King's eyes.

"That's nature!" the Yan king asked coldly with a cold smile on his mouth, "but Gu doesn't know who is Gu's mother-in-law?"

He really didn't know. He always thought that Zhong Wuyan's biological mother was the beautiful concubine of grand master Xia. The concubine died long ago, and master Xia and his wife have already died. Who will Zhong Wuyan avenge? Xia Yingchun? Xia Yingchun was just a little girl. How could she kill an adult!

"Madam Xia." Zhong Wuyan's watery eyes were filled with crystal tears and choked, "that's my mother."

She gave a rough account of what had happened that year and burst into tears.

"I buried my mother in the ancestral grave of Xia family. I wanted to kill Xia Yingchun, but the injury on my shoulder was too heavy..." her eyes showed some helplessness, "I have no way to vote, and I can only come to you..."

"Then why did you run away from marriage?" the Yan King sneered, with a bit of ridicule in his eyes. "Is the lonely Yan king not worthy of you?"

He has been brooding about it.

"The king of Qi forced me!" Zhong Wuyan said with tears. "He and my closest girl lied to me, pretending to take the autumn moon as a hostage and deceived me down the mountain. Later, when he came to the king of Qi palace, he turned his face ruthlessly and hurt me! In fact, I still don't understand why he didn't let me marry to the state of Yan..."