In three days, Feng Qingyin hardly saw Zhan Yuheng.

After finally waiting for the war to stop, she searched several camps before finding her brother, the prince.

At this moment, Feng Qingyin was holding Zhan Yuheng's sleeves and lying on the bed.

"Brother Prince, I haven't been feeling well these past two days. I don't know if something is wrong?"

Feng Qingyin looked at the man sitting next to her. His voice was not only delicate, but also very weak.

"If you have any situation, you can contact the imperial physician."

The man sitting at the desk spoke in a deep voice.

Feng Qingyin asked the guards to move the bed in the tent to the desk before she was willing to lie down and rest.

Zhan Yuheng didn't object, but he didn't greet her either. His attitude was the same as before.

"Brother Prince, not everything can be treated by the imperial physician. The imperial physician also said that a heart disease requires a heart medicine doctor. I have a heart disease."

Feng Qingyin clutched Zhan Yuheng's robe tightly, hoping that he would come back and look at her.

Zhan Yuheng was still the same, still flipping through the letter in his hand.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Qingyun's voice came from outside, making Feng Qingyin even more irritable.

"Enter."

Zhan Yuheng said in a deep voice.

When Qingyun opened the curtain and went in, Feng Qingyin sat down and leaned behind Zhan Yuheng.

Zhan Yuheng just frowned and looked up at Qingyun, ignoring the person behind him.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Highness, another enemy army entered the camp and sprinkled powder everywhere."

Qingyun's voice was very deep.

Zhan Yuheng frowned and stood up.

Feng Qingyin lost her support, let out a low cry, and fell forward.

But Zhan Yuheng ignored her, as if he didn't hear her cry, and strode out.

After finally holding on to the chair and steadying herself, Feng Qingyin stamped her feet in anger.

When she raised her eyes again, Zhan Yuheng was no longer there.

Zhan Yuheng strode out of the tent and got on his horse.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Qingyun waved his hand and immediately mounted his horse and chased after him.

"Do you know who did it?"

Zhan Yuheng frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"According to the guard's report, no trace has been found yet."

Qingyun responded softly, "Your Highness, you'd better stay and I can come over."

"If you leave the main camp and meet a killer, the consequences will be disastrous."

Zhan Yuheng had no intention of stopping and even accelerated his pace.

"Has the imperial doctor developed an antidote?"

His voice was as deep as his cold back.

"Not yet."

Qingyun shook his head, "There is no news about the killers we sent out. I'm afraid they were ambushed along the way."

"Your Highness, Feng Jiu'er has many tricks and tricks. We should not outwit him. We should fight against the enemy. This battle should not be temporary."

"Are you ordering me to do something?"

Zhan Yuheng held the reins tightly, "Why can her people come over but our people can't?"

"Your Highness, please atone for your sins! It's my subordinate who is incompetent."

Qingyun lowered his head.

"Go to the other side and see what's going on."

As if he felt something, Zhan Yuheng waved his hand and pulled the reins hard.

He never thought about going to war with her, why did things become like this?

Why didn't she choose to take risks again and again instead of giving him a promise?

Maybe, as long as she is willing to give him a chance, he can ask for nothing.

Qingyun couldn't guess Zhan Yuheng's thoughts, so he had to obey the order and go to the other side.

Just when Zhan Yuheng thought it was Feng Jiuer, unexpectedly, a man's face appeared in front of him.

Jian Yi's sword pierced Zhan Yuheng's chest before the guards following Zhan Yuheng could react.

The man who slipped off the horse clutching his heart, had beautiful scenes in his mind.

"Brother Prince, the little golden chrysanthemums here are so beautiful."

"Brother Prince, Jiu'er likes you."

"Brother Prince, would it be good for Jiu'er to marry you when he grows up?"

"Brother Prince, Jiu'er misses you, Brother Prince..." Zhan Yuheng held his heart firmly, barely able to stand firm on the grass, blood overflowing between his fingers.

Jiu'er, this time, are you still willing to come and save your brother the prince?

Zhan Yuheng looked at the sky and curled his lips slightly.

"Prince."

"Escort!"

"Catch the assassin."

"The prince is injured, call the imperial physician."

"Quick! Call the imperial doctor."

There was chaos in the war camp.

Seeing the black shadow disappearing into the forest, Xue Gu, who was standing on the high mountain, turned around and approached her battle camp.

As soon as she returned to the camp, Xue Gu immediately went to Feng Jiuer's tent.

When she opened the tent curtain and entered, Feng Jiuer and everyone were discussing the battle plan.

"Xue Gu, what's wrong?"

Feng Jiuer frowned and stood up.

Xue Gu has always been calm. Seeing her like this, still wearing night clothes, Feng Jiuer couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"The enemy has been injured, the prince has been assassinated, Jiu'er, now is definitely a good opportunity to attack."

Xue Gu's voice sounded.

Feng Jiuer stepped over and held her arm.

"Xue Gu, who is it?

Who has entered the enemy's ranks?"

Looking back, Feng Jiuer's eyes wrinkled deeper.

"Little Cherry, where is Jianyi?

Have you seen it?"

"Jianyi?"

Little Cherry stood up suddenly, "Jiu'er, didn't you ask Jianyi to go to my place to get the powder?"

"My medicine powder is missing. I heard from the guard that as long as Jian Yi has entered."

As soon as Little Cherry finished speaking, everyone looked at Xue Gu.

"Xue Gu, is it Jian Yi?

Where is he now?"

Feng Jiuer's eyebrows were furrowed, with a look of disbelief on her face.

Xue Gu didn't hide it and nodded.

"He doesn't want to delay you, so he won't be back for a while."
To be continued...