The rebirth of the poisonous girl is back

Chapter 290 The Ending (11)

Seeing this, Sister Lianxin immediately came over to give the empress dowager a pat on the back, glanced at the housekeeper of Prince Yong's mansion, frowned and said strangely: "You man, why are you speaking recklessly? King Yong is dying, shouldn't you go to inform the prisoner first?" Is it the virtuous king of the dynasty?"

Butler Li apologized again and again, "Mother, please forgive me, His Royal Highness, the younger one has already gone to notify you, and you just came to Yongshou Palace."

The Empress Dowager was panting even harder, her chest heaved sharply, and tears filled her old eyes at some point.

Sister Lianxin frowned even deeper, and yelled at Steward Li, "The empress dowager knows, step back!"

Steward Li stood up tremblingly and resigned, only to find that his back was already covered in cold sweat when he left the hall.

Sister Lianxin quickly poured tea and handed it over, "Empress Dowager, drink some tea to calm down."

It's such a time, how could the Empress Dowager drink any more, she raised her hand and knocked over the teacup in Nanny Lianxin's hand, and said in a deep and angry voice, "Go and pass the virtuous king over."

"No." Sister Lianxin responded, and immediately left the hall to hold an umbrella and go to Jianzhang Palace.

Gu Beiyu was teaching the little emperor spells, when he saw Nanny Lianxin coming in a hurry, he paused for a moment, looked down, "Nurse, do you want to find me?"

Sister Lianxin saluted hurriedly, and said: "His Royal Highness, the Empress Dowager is here to invite you."

Gu Beiyu raised his eyebrows, and after thinking about it for a while, he knew that the emperor's grandmother must be looking for him because of King Yong's death.

Putting down the scroll in his hand, Gu Beiyu said softly to the little emperor, "Your Majesty, you should learn by yourself first. I will go to Yongshou Palace and be back soon."

The little emperor looked at Gu Beiyu in puzzlement, "Uncle Three Emperors, the housekeeper of Prince Yong's Mansion came to see you before, and I vaguely heard you talking about King Yong, is it my uncle's grandfather, my great-uncle grandfather? "

Gu Beiyu considered it for a while, then nodded, "Yes."

"What happened to great uncle and grandfather?"

Gu Beiyu's face was troubled, logically, if an old prince like King Yong who was loyal and meritorious to the court passed away, the emperor should come to the mourning hall to express his condolences, but the new emperor is only six years old, and he especially valued relying on Gu He, if he let He went to Prince Yong's Mansion, and Gu Beiyu was worried that there would be some trouble.

Sister Lianxin originally wanted to tell the truth, but when she saw that the virtuous king hesitated to speak, she didn't dare to speak casually, so she simply suppressed the words.

Gu Beiyu came back to his senses, and smiled slightly at the little emperor, "I don't know what's going on, I have to go to the Yongshou Palace to ask the Pope's grandmother to find out. Your Majesty, please wait a moment in the study, and I will come as soon as I go. .”

"Oh, then you go!" The little emperor stood up straight, watching Gu Beiyu walk away with Aunt Lianxin.

Gu Beiyu arrived at Yongshou Palace to greet the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager waved her hands weakly, and asked him, "Just now the butler of Prince Yong's Mansion came to report that King Yong has passed away, do you know about this?"

Gu Beiyu nodded, "Grandson knows."

The heart that was already desperate felt a little more pain, the Empress Dowager breathed heavily, and her lips trembled slightly, "He actually...just left."

In his life, he still owed her an answer and a reasonable explanation.

How could it just go like this?

Gu Beiyu looked at the Empress Dowager for a moment, "My grandmother, please mourn."

The Empress Dowager's hand holding the stove trembled twice, unable to utter a word.

Gu Beiyu pursed his lips. He knew exactly what the Empress Dowager was thinking. It was nothing more than resenting King Yong for decades, and she hadn't even heard the explanation she wanted most. King Yong passed away like this, and she was unwilling to do so. .

"Grandmother." Gu Beiyu called softly, "Do you want to go with your grandson to Prince Yong's Mansion to express your condolences?"

The Empress Dowager slowly pulled back her thoughts, her eyes suddenly became cold, "Don't go!"

The empress dowager who had just walked to the entrance of the main hall heard the words and swallowed back all she wanted to say. She also just got the news that King Yong had passed away. In one sentence, it would be a bit redundant for her to come here this trip.

Standing at the door, the empress dowager was at a loss for a moment.

Slowing down, she walked over with light lotus steps, bowed her body, and said, "I pay my respects to my mother."

The empress dowager was upset, she glanced at the empress dowager lightly, "Why are you here?"

The empress dowager saw that the empress dowager was in a bad mood, but she didn't know why she was in a bad mood, so she simply considered the words, "The palace has a new batch of winter clothes for winter clothes, which is very different from previous years. My son is worried that the empress will not feel comfortable wearing it. , so I want to come over and ask Mother Lianxin to go to the Shangfu Bureau to have a look."

Finally, there is one person who does not mention the death of King Yong.

The empress dowager's face gradually calmed down, and she ordered Aunt Lianxin, "Since the empress dowager ordered it, then you follow her to have a look."

Sister Lianxin immediately followed the Empress Dowager to the Shangfu Bureau.

Only Gu Beiyu and the Empress Dowager remained in the hall.

Gu Beiyu considered the empress dowager's mood and planned to resign.

"Grandmother, if you feel unwell, you should rest earlier, and my grandson will leave now."

Although the empress dowager spoke hard, she couldn't resist the grief in her heart, so she hurriedly called Gu Beiyu, "Wait."

Gu Beiyu turned around again, "Is there something else for the imperial grandmother?"

The Empress Dowager sighed, closed her eyes, and stood up, "The Ai family will accompany you to Prince Yong's Mansion to express condolences."

Gu Beiyu's expression moved slightly.

Why did the person who didn't want to go just now suddenly change his mind?

Dazed for a moment, Gu Beiyu asked: "Where is the emperor, can you tell him to follow?"

The empress dowager showed hesitation, "It stands to reason that the emperor should go to mourn, but he is still so young..."

Gu Beiyu took the words, "If it's just to express condolences, the emperor is fully capable. As long as nothing else is involved, everything is easy to talk about."

The Empress Dowager nodded, "If that's the case, then you are responsible for going to Jianzhang Palace to accompany the emperor out of the palace. The Ai family is waiting for you outside the palace gate."

Originally, it was the emperor who was supposed to wait for the empress dowager, but now it is suddenly reversed, which shows how anxious she has become.

Gu Beiyu knew in his heart that he would not break the rules at the moment, and after resigning, he got on a soft chariot and returned to Jianzhang Palace.

"Uncle Three Emperors."

Seeing him come back, the little emperor immediately stood up from the golden seat, raised his head and asked, "What did you ask?"

Gu Beiyu's expression turned slightly condensed, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I'm going to tell you some very bad news."

The smile on the little emperor's face froze, "What news?"

Gu Beiyu said slowly: "Just after midnight last night, King Yong passed away."

The little emperor's face suddenly sank, "You said, great uncle and grandpa have gone?"

"Ah."

The little emperor became nervous, "Uncle Three Emperors, has a letter from Prince Yong's Mansion ever sent to my little uncle?"

Gu Beiyu shook his head, "Never."

The little emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, since King Yong died, there's nothing to be sad about. I'm just worried that the little uncle will not want to go to the battlefield because of excessive grief when he finds out about it, or he will be separated because of it." What a surprise."

"No." Gu Beiyu sighed softly: "Whatever the emperor can think of, the regent's parents can think of it. It is absolutely impossible for them to spread the news to the sea. Moreover, the humble minister will do everything possible to block the news. , without letting the Regent know."

The little emperor smiled with satisfaction, "Thank you, Third Emperor Uncle."

Gu Beiyu looked at the little emperor with a look of sadness in his eyes.

Today is the end of King Yong's life, and he can still see a smile on his immature face. If the news of Gu He's death comes in a while, what will happen to him?
"Uncle Three?"

The sleeve was tugged by someone, Gu Beiyu turned his head, and saw the little emperor staring at him suspiciously, "Could it be that you are overly grieved because of King Yong's death?"

"A little bit." Gu Beiyu nodded, "After all, he is the oldest prince in this dynasty, and also the uncle of Weichen. It's impossible for Weichen to say that he is not sad."

"Accompany me to express my condolences!" The little emperor straightened his clothes, "According to reason, I should go to Prince Yong's Mansion."

Talk like a little grownup.

Gu Beiyu forced a smile, "It's freezing outside, if the emperor doesn't want to go, it's just a matter of saying, I can do it for you."

"No need." The little emperor waved his hand, "Since little uncle's grandpa is gone, I have to go there in person to feel at ease."

Gu Beiyu couldn't resist him, and took his little hand, "That humble minister will let people prepare the imperial chariot."

The little emperor was led by his warm palm, and slowly walked out of the gate of Jianzhang Palace.

The emperor sat on the imperial chariot, Gu Beiyu sat on the prince's soft chariot, and the guard of honor marched towards the gate of the imperial city.

The empress dowager had been waiting for a long time, and it was hard for the little emperor to arrive.

Lifting the curtain, the Empress Dowager looked at the bright yellow imperial chariot outside, and said with a smile: "Little great-grandson, it's so cold outside, why don't you stay in the palace and have a good rest?"

The little emperor also lifted the curtain to look over, and replied: "Great-grandmother, Yang Yang wants to see great-uncle and grandfather for the last time."

The word "last side" finally touched the Empress Dowager, and she immediately fell into a trance.

Seeing this, Gu Beiyu said, "Grandmother, it's getting late, let's set off quickly, the emperor will have to come back later to continue class!"

The little emperor is at an important stage of learning, so of course one day cannot be wasted just because of a King Yong.

The Empress Dowager ordered to the eunuchs carrying the sedan chair, "Let's go."

Immediately, a father-in-law yelled at the top of his voice: "The empress dowager gets up—"

Not long after, the guard of honor arrived outside the gate of Prince Yong's Mansion.

Yongwang Mansion has long been hung with white silk, matching with the falling snow, it is full of plains at a glance.

When Gu He's parents heard that the emperor and the empress dowager were coming, they immediately led everyone in the mansion to kneel down to receive them.

When she lifted the curtain and saw the white flowers on the plaque, the Empress Dowager felt extremely heavy, and her steps slowed down a lot. Every step seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and she couldn't walk.

Gu Beiyu held the umbrella in one hand and pulled the little emperor with the other, followed behind the empress dowager and headed towards the mourning hall.

The clansmen stepped aside one after another and knelt on both sides.

When they arrived at the gate of the mourning hall, Gu Beiyu wanted to drag the little emperor in, but was stopped by the empress dowager, "You two will go in later, and leave the Ai family alone."

Gu Beiyu grabbed the little emperor and said in a gentle voice, "Your Majesty, let's go in later, okay?"

The little emperor nodded, and followed Gu Beiyu to the flower hall for tea.

The Empress Dowager stepped back and walked into the mourning hall alone.

A pitch-black coffin was placed in the middle of the mourning hall. King Yong was lying in it peacefully before the coffin was closed.

The Empress Dowager walked around the coffin, brushing the edge of the coffin with her fingertips. Every step she took felt like an awl was piercing her heart.

Looking at King Yong in the coffin who could no longer open his eyes to see her and could not speak, the Empress Dowager finally couldn't hold back her tears.

"Shiro, you are so cruel."

The mourning hall was very quiet, and all the guards were screened away, only the slightly trembling voice of the empress dowager echoed around.

"I've been waiting for 50 years, and I just want you to give me an explanation, but you left without saying a word, leaving me alone in the world with pain in my heart, how cruel it is."

The Empress Dowager lay down in front of the coffin, her wrinkled face was deeply stained with tears.

When she was a teenager, she once heard such a saying: Once you fall in love with a certain kind of person, it is equivalent to having your whole heart eaten away by him, and you will not be able to redeem your heart in a lifetime.

She is the most famous princess of Changle in Dongli, she is smart and refined.

He is the fourth prince of West Qin Dynasty, young and romantic.

At Donglihuang's birthday palace banquet, he was the envoy of Xiqin, and he caught her eyes when he first saw her, and she also caught his eyes with a dance of neon clothes and feathers.

Back then, when I was with him, even the bare branches could enjoy a different kind of fun when I was with him.

I thought that the next step in falling in love is staying together.

Facts have proved that she is still too naive.

When he personally sent him to Xiqin as the welcoming envoy of Xiqin to his brother's sedan chair, she realized that those vows between her and him, which she thought were more important than anything else, were no match for a face like a fairy.

His concubine, her sister-in-law, is so stunning and moving, she looks like a fairy Lingbo descending into the mortal world with her frown and smile, even her husband is haunted by such a face, and he has been thinking about it for a lifetime, the one he wanted to see the most before he died It's all that woman.

From a young age, she was loved by thousands of people, from her first attempt to betrayal, the first time she knew what it means to gouge a heart.

She cried, made trouble, talked to him in private, and even did something to him, but all she got was sorry one after another.

From admiring him, falling in love with him, resenting him for angering him, to longing for the opportunity to see him at palace banquets again and again, she spent all the time of the rest of her life, but only... she couldn't forget him.

This year's New Year's Eve dinner, she planned to write off the past with him, but he still didn't give her a chance, and he didn't even say sorry to her, so he just left.

"Shiro." The Empress Dowager leaned against the coffin, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes again, and said to herself, "Actually, in the past few decades, no matter how many times you rejected me or how sorry you said, I have always treated you the same as when I first met you. People are old. I don't know how you forgot the past we were together, but I am really not reconciled. Even if you turn around and fall in love with that woman, you should give me a fair chance instead of Hand me over to your brother, have you ever experienced the feeling of being 'so close to the world'? Every time you bring her to the palace banquet, I can only look at you from the sidelines, clearly right in front of you, clearly within reach, There is an ethical gap between you and me, every time I see you, I hope that the woman by your side is me, but why?"

Tears welled up, she couldn't make a sound, and her voice was slurred, "Why can't all the oaths be worthy of that woman's face? Is there any truth in what you said to me?"

The mourning hall was quiet, only the sound of falling snow and howling wind outside the house, no one would answer her question, the old prince walked away very peacefully.

The Empress Dowager didn't know how long she had been crying in front of King Yong's coffin. When she stood up again, her eyes were red and swollen, bloodshot inside, her complexion was indescribably gloomy, and she was very haggard.

The sudden death of King Yong can imagine the blow to her.

When dragging his heavy body out of the mourning hall, the wind and snow outside became even stronger.

The Empress Dowager raised her eyes and looked at the gray sky. Her eyes were dull, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Gu Beiyu happened to see this scene when he came with the little emperor, he pursed his lips, and stepped forward, "Grandmother, it's snowing outside, we'd better go back to the palace earlier!"

The Empress Dowager's lifeless gaze fell on her grandson and little great-grandson.

Gu Beiyu said again, "Grandmother..."

The Empress Dowager suddenly sighed for some reason, "Forget it, Aijia is old after all, not as broken as he was when he was young."

After finishing speaking, he called the maidservant who had been waiting outside, and left without even entering the main hall of Prince Yong's Mansion to sit for a while.

Gu Beiyu looked at the lonely back of the Empress Dowager, and remembered seeing her red and swollen eyes earlier, so he knew that she must have cried hard in front of King Yong's coffin.

Yeah.

Gu Beiyu lamented that the imperial grandmother had held back her entire life, and there was only one day where she could tell all her thoughts to the person in her heart, so let her go.

"Uncle Three Emperors." The little emperor tugged at Gu Beiyu's sleeve, and asked, "Why are great-grandmother's eyes red?"

Gu Beiyu said softly: "Because your great-grandmother is also saddened by the sudden death of the old prince!"

The little emperor was puzzled, "The old prince is at the end of his life, and it's not a disease or sudden misfortune, so it won't make great-grandmother cry?"

Gu Beiyu was at a loss for words.

How could he have forgotten how smart the little emperor is, how could he not see the clues?

"That's all." The little emperor waved his hand suddenly, "Third emperor uncle, follow me in and offer incense to the old prince!"

Gu Beiyu came back to his senses, nodded, and followed the little emperor into the room.

After receiving the three burning incense sticks from the palace man, the little emperor neatly inserted them into the incense burner, and then walked around the coffin to take a look at the old prince's remains, "Grand uncle, grandpa, you can go at ease, little uncle, I will meet you." Take care of him."

Gu Beiyu knelt on the futon in front of the coffin, kowtowed three times to the old prince, and when he stood up again, he didn't say a word.

The little emperor looked over in confusion, "Uncle Three Emperors, don't you have anything to say to the old prince?"

Gu Beiyu moved his lips, thinking of Gu He who was fighting overseas, he suddenly felt that he didn't know what to say, and his heart was blocked.

"Uncle, let's go all the way." After holding back for a long time, Gu Beiyu only said this, and he couldn't utter a word of extra words.

The little emperor caught the sadness in his eyes, "Uncle Three Emperors, do you also regret the passing of the old prince as much as your great-grandmother?"

Gu Beiyu nodded along the way.

The little emperor sighed softly, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, the third uncle wants to be more open."

Gu Beiyu couldn't help laughing, he was such an adult, but let a child comfort him instead.

The little emperor turned his head and looked up at the sky, "My parents left early, and I didn't know anything about it at that time. Thanks to my little uncle who came to the palace to teach me carefully, I was able to walk out of the shadow of losing my parents when I was young. With a sense of gratitude, I also feel bad when the old prince passed away, but he is at the end of his life, and I think about it from another angle, and I don't feel so uncomfortable."

Gu Beiyu smiled gratifiedly, "In the past three years, the emperor has grown a lot."

Looking at the gloomy sky, the little emperor thought of Gu He's patient and innovative teaching method, his eyes darkened, "It's all because of my little uncle's good training. Without him, I would not be what I am."

Gu Beiyu's heart twitched.

He is mature at such a young age, how many unknown pains does this child have to bear in his heart?

If...if he were to know the news of Gu He's death again, he would probably be devastated from now on, wouldn't he?
"Your Majesty." Gu Beiyu hoarsely said, "The snow is getting heavier and heavier, let's go back to the palace!"

The little emperor gathered the snow-white sable fur on his shoulders, nodded and let Gu Beiyu pull him onto the imperial chariot.

*
The second batch of condolences to Yongwangfu was Chuwangfu's family.

Old Prince Chu, Princess Chu, Jing Se, Fan Chen, Fan Yue, and Yin Xiangsi arrived at Prince Yong's Mansion shortly after the little emperor left.

Gu He's parents also greeted him very well.

With a pale face and a stiff neck, the old prince Chu got off the carriage and went straight to the mourning hall. Looking at King Yong who was lying quietly in the coffin, he was speechless for a moment.

Concubine Chu and Jing Se didn't dare go over to persuade him, and let him stand in a daze after burning incense.

"The old prince left too suddenly." Jing Se couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"He was my grandfather's only friend when he was young." Fan Chen's expression was not very good, "He is several years younger than grandpa, who would have left before grandpa."

"Fan Chen, Gu He's side..." Jing Se was a little worried, "Let's find a way to block the news from him, otherwise it will hit him too hard."

"I know." Fan Chen nodded, "Even if you don't tell me, I will do the same."

Jing Se pursed her lips and looked towards the mourning hall.

Fan Chen asked the maid beside him, "Has the Empress Dowager ever come to express her condolences?"

The maid said respectfully: "If you go back to His Royal Highness King Ning, the Empress Dowager just came here an hour ago."

Fan Chen nodded.

Jing Se sighed lightly and shook her head, "After all, the misunderstanding between these two people still hasn't been resolved."

"For King Yong, this misunderstanding is not unsolvable, but unsolvable." Fan Chen's eyes shone slightly, and he lowered his voice, "He loved the woman who was trapped in the deep palace for decades until his death. But he couldn't say it. Because as early as the moment he personally sent her to someone else's sedan chair, they were doomed to have no fate in this life. Even though he agreed to marry Princess Yong in order to fight back against the branch of the Fan family, he was a man of strong bones. I can't go to the Empress Dowager and tell her that he still loves her after having another woman? If so, who is he? So, instead of telling the truth and hurting the Empress Dowager, it is better to do nothing Don't talk about it, let her hate him for the rest of her life, this is the best ending. "

"It's so sad!" Jing Se murmured: "I can't say love until I die. What kind of desperate state of mind is this? How many people in the world can do it?"

Fan Chen turned his head and took a deep look at Jing Se, his eyes flickered twice, and he pursed his lips in silence.

"However, if it were me, I wouldn't tell you that I loved you deeply." Jing Se laughed, slightly bitterly.

Fan Chen was noncommittal.

Old Prince Chu stood in the mourning hall for a long time before coming out.

Fan Shen immediately called Princess Chu and Fan Yue and his wife to go in.

"Back then, I thought that Gu He sent grandpa to Yandang Mountain just to let King Yong torture him. I didn't expect that when Grandpa and King Yong came back, not only did there not have any grievances, but the relationship was even better than before." Fan Yue With a dazed expression, "But who would have expected that grandpa is still alive, and the old prince..."

Having said this, Fan Yue's voice began to be difficult, and the rest of his words were lost in the sound of the wind and snow outside.

Fan Chen motioned for the maidservant at the side to come over and offer incense to everyone, "A Yue, Xiao Qi, let's kowtow to the old prince!"

Yin Xiangsi nodded.

Princess Chu said: "I'll come too!"

"This..." The servant girl of Prince Yong's Mansion hesitated.

Fan Chen ordered, "Then add another futon."

The maid took the order and immediately fetched a futon and added it.

Concubine Chu, Fan Chen, Jing Se, Fan Yue, and Yin Xiangsi knelt down in turn, kowtowed to King Yong, and then stood up and put the incense into the incense burner.

When leaving the mourning hall, the butler of Prince Yong's Mansion came to leave a meal.

Fan Chen refused, "we have important things to do in a while, so we won't stay. Besides, the old prince just left, and your house must be busy with a lot of things. We stayed, but disturbed your house. It's better to wait until the funeral."

Butler Li nodded again and again, "Since His Royal Highness King Ning is unwilling to stay, the old slave will stop persuading me."

Fan Chen gave a "hmm" and instructed, "Remember to persuade the regent's parents more, and let the situation change."

Butler Li choked up and said, "I thank His Royal Highness King Ning for your concern, old slave."

Without staying too long, the group left the gate of Prince Yong's Mansion.

Fan Chen looked at the crowd, "Mother, take them back first, I still have something to enter the palace."

Princess Chu looked at the sky, "Xiao Shen, it's getting late, can't you enter the palace tomorrow?"

Jing Se said: "Mother, my husband always has his own considerations in doing things. He won't enter the palace without reason. If there is something important to do, since he is going, let's not stop him."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Fan Chen, "It's cold and the road is slippery, remember to be careful."

"I know." After smiling, Fan Chen turned around and mounted his horse, and quickly headed towards the imperial city.

"Mother, let's go too!" Jing Se personally helped Princess Chu onto the carriage.

*
When Fan Shen entered the palace, Gu Beiyu just came out of Jianzhang Palace, and the two met on the way.

Gu Beiyu was surprised, "It's already this hour, why is my cousin's husband still in the palace?"

Fan Shen asked him directly, "About the misunderstanding between King Yong and the Empress Dowager, have you mentioned it before the Empress Dowager?"

"No." Gu Beiyu said: "I naturally know that my uncle has his own difficulties, and it is the most correct thing for him not to explain. Don't worry, my cousin, I will keep it a secret."

Fan Chen looked slightly relieved, "Also, remember to block the news, don't let the news of King Yong's death reach the sea."

"I know, it has been arranged by someone to block all channels."

Fan Chen looked at him appreciatively, "Okay, I'll think about everything first, and I've made great progress in the past three years."

Gu Beiyu licked his lips, "My cousin-in-law was joking, I was forced to make myself stronger in Yanshui Island, otherwise, I would have been tortured to death by their clan, how could I still be alive Bring your son back to meet my princess?"

"That's fine." Seeing his rapid growth, Fan Chen felt happy in his heart, "I came here for these two things. Now that you have settled everything, I won't bother the emperor anymore, and I will leave the palace."

"Let's go together!" Gu Beiyu said, "It just so happens that I'm going back home too."

*
When King Yong's Mansion in Jinling was holding a great funeral for King Yong, the Battle of Yanshui Island had already been fought for several rounds.

Gu He, who was wearing a battle armor, was sitting in the cabin, holding in his hand the map of the location of the mechanism drawn by Gu Beiyu. His face was stern and pale, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

The deputy general came in to ask for instructions, "Your Highness, we have breached the southeast position again, should we seize the opportunity to land and take it all at once?"

The battle outside was loud, Gu He raised his eyes to look at the falling snow outside the window, and made a quick decision, "Wait a little longer."

The lieutenant was impatient, "Your Highness, the southeast location is a great opportunity. If we don't hurry up, it will be bad if they fill up the vacancy in a while."

Gu He raised his lips, "It's been nearly a month since the start of the war, and they haven't even had the chance to go to sea. One day they will run out of food, so let the soldiers retreat to the warships to recuperate for three days. Those on the sentry posts will take turns to rest , so what if they have agencies? We have plenty of food and can afford it.”

The deputy general took the order, and when he was about to step back, he saw Gu He propping his head, with a painful expression on his face, he couldn't help being shocked, "Your Highness is not feeling well?"

"It's okay." Gu He waved his hand weakly, "You step back and settle down the soldiers first, and invite the military doctor over by the way."

Not long after the lieutenant retired, the military doctor came in.

"The next official sees the prince."

The military doctor carried the medicine box on his back and saluted respectfully.

Gu He waved his hand, "Old Chen, don't hold back, come over and show this king, how many days can this situation last?"

Mr. Chen immediately put down the medicine box, hurried over and sat down to feel Gu He's pulse.

After a while, he withdrew his hand solemnly.

Gu He has long been indifferent to life and death, but he didn't react much, "What's the matter?"

Chen Laodao: "The poison on His Highness's body has penetrated into the bone marrow, and it will not exceed five days at most, so you have to..."

Speaking of this, Old Chen panicked, knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "Please give me a little more time, Your Highness, I will definitely do my best to prepare the antidote."

"No need." Gu He knew this kind of poison so well that even Zong Zhengchu couldn't help it. Mr. Chen was just a military doctor with some qualifications, so there was nothing he could do, so there was no need to waste time.

"My king's body, this king is very clear." He spoke in a panting voice, "Fortunately, there are still five days left, so it's too late."

Old Chen was startled, "Your Highness is the backbone of an army of [-], you must put your own life first, otherwise your Highness will fall, and the army will lose their morale!"

A look of fatigue appeared between Gu He's brows, "In five days, we will surely win."

Chen Lao seemed to have taken a reassurance, and his tense heartstrings were slightly loosened.

"Get back!" Gu He turned his back and waved away people.

On the fifth day, the clansmen on Yanshui Island were really distracted due to lack of food, and had no intention of participating in the battle. Gu He's [-] troops guarded all positions, and when he gave an order, they broke through the checkpoint and captured the patriarch and his wife alive.

Standing on the deck wearing a red cloak, Gu He watched the patriarch and his wife, Mrs. Lin being escorted over, finally showing a hint of expression on his pale face.

(End of this chapter)