In the past few days, Su Jingchen ran to Su Yanzhi's palace every day. The first was to see if Su Yanzhi would take action against His Highness, and the second was to help His Highness recover.

On this day, Su Yanzhi happened to go to the front hall to meet the eleventh prince, and Su Jingchen also happened to have the opportunity to be alone with Gu Jingxu.

My body was so tortured that I couldn't gather my inner strength, but I regained consciousness a little bit.

"Your Highness, Mu Yan sent someone to send a message. We will take His Highness home in nine days."

While Su Jingchen was applying medicine to Gu Jingxu, he was explaining the current situation. The Twelve Dead Soldiers moved very quickly. They said it was ten days, but it usually was ten days. It was just right. In ten days, His Highness could be well.

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Gu Jingxu's lips were pale and he frowned. His hair fell to his side. He leaned on the bed and asked in a low voice: "After Su Yan's death, who will be the next monarch of the Northern Kingdom?"

"Not yet. Feng Yujin sent word that he wants Su Yanru to take the throne."

Although Su Jingchen also felt that this person was not very suitable to be the monarch of the Northern Kingdom, the current situation did not allow them to think of anything else.

Gu Jingxu also frowned, lowered his gaze sadly, and thought for a moment, then closed his eyes and took a breath, "Restrict Su Yanru's rights so that he cannot use troops."

After Su Yan's death, many things will fall into chaos. Su Yanru is obviously much easier to control than Su Yanzhi.

Su Jingchen also understood, "Well, Jun Lan will control it. Fu Shiting will die in a month. By then, the royal family of the Northern Kingdom will be in civil strife, and they will not be able to launch troops against the Southern Kingdom."

As long as Fu Shiting dies, the entire Northern Kingdom's army will be leaderless. If Su Yanzhi dies, the Northern Kingdom's royal family will fall into struggle.

Gu Jingxu took a breath and frowned, "After returning to the Southern Kingdom, raise your troops as quickly as possible...to capture the Northern Kingdom, and wipe out the Northern Kingdom's royal family members. Not a single one...will be left behind."

After staying in the Northern Royal Family for many days, he clearly saw that everyone in the Northern Royal Family was not a good person.

If the tiger regains its consciousness, then the southern country will face war, and they must crush the tiger in the cage before it can react.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Su Jingchen responded silently to Gu Jingxu's order because he also felt that sending troops to the North was the most correct choice.

They should never have agreed to the Northern Kingdom's "peace request" and sent His Highness to the Northern Kingdom. If they fought to the death, they might not lose, and the Northern Kingdom might not win.

Because a very hungry tiger will not give up the delicious food in front of him just because you give it a piece of meat.

It is only a matter of time before taking action against the prey.

Gu Jingxu wiped the wound on his wrist and stared at the wound on his body, "In addition, please give me an order. If this operation is to be besieged by Su Yanzhi that day, the Twelve Dead Soldiers and you... withdraw immediately and are not allowed to stay.

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Gu Jingxu frowned and held Su Jingchen's clothes with trembling hands, "I will leave a way for you to survive. Remember... don't die."

Su Jingchen was startled and his hands trembled, "Your Highness? Then you..."

"Did you hear that clearly?"

Gu Jingxu lowered his voice, raised his eyes, and looked at Su Jingchen, "The Twelve Dead Soldiers are not allowed to disobey orders. The mission to assassinate Su Yanzhi is canceled immediately and all are withdrawn."

Su Jingchen clenched his hands and frowned, "I heard you clearly, Your Highness."

Gu Jingxu took a long breath, "Just listen clearly..."

In the front hall, Su Yanzhi is sitting on the throne, dressed in black and wearing a blue and black belt. The golden bottom line on the belt is buckled with blue jade, and the jade beads are buckled on his belt, shining brightly.

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Beside him, Su Yanru was sitting, drinking tea, "Brother Emperor, how about we go to the top of Lingjue Mountain to worship Buddha and enjoy the scenery in a few days?"

"Not going."

Su Yanzhi refused coldly. He closed his eyes, supported the side of his forehead with his elbow, and leaned on the chair, elegant and cold, as if he was recuperating.

Su Yanru's eyes darkened. He smiled and took a sip of tea. "Your little servant is almost spoiled by you when he is in the house every day. Let's take him with us to see the scenery."

"Who knows, we might even see interesting prey."

Su Yanru put the tea cup down and watched the tea leaves floating in the cup. Then she picked up the folding fan. After opening it, she looked at the landscape picture on the folding fan and said, "There are a lot of interesting things in the mountains. It's a good place to bury bones."

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Su Yanzhi: "..."

The silent man suddenly opened his eyes, and stared at Su Yanru with his dark eyes, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Is there anyone from Tingfeng Pavilion near Lingjue Mountain?"

Su Yanru smiled quietly and said, "Not only that. There is a road in the back mountain of Lingjue Mountain. Go west for ten days and you will reach the border of the Southern Kingdom. Guarding the Southern Border there is King Pingcheng and Gu Qingnian."

Su Yanzhi lowered his eyes and smiled quietly, "Eleventh brother thinks it is better to let people go deep into despair, or to see hope and then fall into the abyss..."

Su Yanru leaned on the chair and slowly folded the folding fan in half, "We'll know when the time comes."

Su Yanru leaned against the table and knocked on the table with a folding fan, "Don't the hostage want to go back? Let him go back..."

What is so good about this southern country? Both of them want to go back. If an army comes to the city, who will open the city gate and fight against the soldiers of the northern country just for one person?

Su Yanru's voice was dark, and her hair fell into his cold eyes, "Let the proton look at their own people, close the city gate, and block hope."

"Let those loyal people watch their Highness fall into despair at the gate of Nanguo City."

"Let His Highness, who is full of hope, watch his own people die under the gate of the southern city because of himself."

Sometimes, what can destroy hope is not the enemy, but the most familiar person you are looking forward to with joy.
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