Ye Chunnan stood beside Ye Zhen and looked at Zhao Yong vigilantly. He had never seen the emperor of the Qi Kingdom before, but he had heard a lot about him. Speaking of which, if he hadn't insisted on marrying the princess of the Qi Kingdom to Mo Rongzhan, his sister would not have had a miscarriage at that time.
Zhao Yong saw at a glance that the man beside Ye Zhen was Ye Chunnan. He didn't look at Ye Chunnan but looked at Ye Zhen with burning eyes. His deep dark eyes were still as cold and sharp as before, full of aggression. "Should I call you Heavenly Consort now … or Empress?"
In fact, he wanted to call her Heavenly Consort so that she would no longer be Mo Rongzhan's empress.
Ye Zhen glanced at him coldly. "Then should this consort regard you as the Emperor of Qi or the King of Qi?"
Zhao Yong smiled, his eyes sparkling. "It turns out that the Heavenly Consort recognized me long ago."
"It seems that you have found a good doctor in the past two years. It's not easy for you to have such a good complexion." Ye Zhen raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Yong faintly. She thought that even if he did not die, his face would at least be ashen and emaciated. She didn't expect that apart from a little more weariness between his eyebrows, which made him look older, nothing else could be seen.
"What I need is you." Zhao Yong took two steps closer to Ye Zhen, his eyes deeper.
Ye Chunnan immediately stood in front of Zhao Yong, not letting him come any closer.
Zhao Yong glanced at Ye Chunnan. "General Ye, you are going to attack the city tomorrow. Do you still have time to stay here now?"
"Brother, go and do your work." Ye Zhen patted Ye Chunnan's arm gently. She was not worried at all that Zhao Yong dared to do anything to her. Shui Miaomiao was beside her, not to mention Shen Yi and the others.
"Don't treat him. The sooner he dies, the sooner the country will be destroyed." Ye Chunnan said to Ye Zhen carelessly, not to mention Zhao Yong's presence.
Song Hongao's face sank immediately, and he wanted to stare at Ye Chunnan to death.
Ye Zhen tried hard not to laugh out loud.
Only Zhao Yong's face remained unchanged, not even his eyes.
Everyone in the world knew that the Emperor of Qi only had two sons. Two years ago, they had been fighting for the position of Crown Prince. Both of them seemed to be very outstanding, but in reality, everyone knew that as long as one of them ascended to the throne, the Qi Kingdom would not be as powerful as it was today.
They were just waiting for Zhao Yong to ascend to the heavens as soon as possible so that they could devour the State of Qi.
"If there's anything, let someone come to me." Ye Chunnan whispered to Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen smiled and nodded, watching Ye Chunnan leave.
Zhao Yong raised his eyebrows and said, "General Ye is really a passionate person."
"Emotional people usually speak the truth." Ye Zhen said faintly. She did not want to invite Zhao Yong to sit down and have a cup of tea in the camp. "What made the emperor come here so far? You don't look like you're dying. "
"If I wait until I'm about to die before I come to find you, isn't it already too late?" Zhao Yong said with a smile. "Yao Yao, what exactly is the cause of my illness?"
When Ye Zhen heard him call her by her nickname, her face sank. "I'm not familiar with you enough to know your name, Your Majesty."
Zhao Yong was slightly surprised. He called her name casually, as if the name had lingered on the tip of his tongue countless times. "Heavenly Concubine, I hope you can cure my illness."
"Your illness is a hidden danger left by an old injury. I said two years ago that your illness is incurable, and I still stand by this sentence." Ye Zhen looked up at his complexion. Two years ago, his complexion was better than now. At that time, he had been indulging in debauchery for many years. Now that two years had passed, the energy he had consumed in advance began to show. Speaking of which, it was already very rare. If it weren't for his own profound internal force, he would have died long ago.
"You don't want to cure my illness." Zhao Yong still believed that Ye Zhen could definitely cure his illness, but she didn't want to.
Ye Zhen smiled faintly. "I really don't want to, but even if I want to, I can't cure your illness. Your old injury has left behind too many years of sequelae. Moreover, your illness is caused by something called a nerve in your brain. This is not something I can cure. No doctor in the world dares to open your skull."
Zhao Yong's eyes darkened slightly. "You mean, if I want to cure my illness, I have to open my head?"
This was the first time he had heard such a frightening statement.
Song Hongao's face changed drastically. "Can you still live if you open a person's head?"
"No!" Ye Zhen answered simply and neatly. What a simple answer it was.
Zhao Yong's face finally became gloomy. "You have no other way?"
"Even if I have a great way, I can only let you live for two more years at most." Ye Zhen smiled. "But why should I give you two more years of life?"
"What conditions do you want?" Zhao Yong asked in a low voice. Even if he could live for two more years, at least he could arrange everything better.
Ye Zhen looked at him coldly. Conditions? "I don't think you have any conditions to talk to me about now."
This bastard insisted on giving his daughter to Mo Rongzhan when she was pregnant. Wasn't it because he wanted his grandson to take over the Jin Kingdom in the future? Such a person with ulterior motives is only a scourge in this world. Let him die early and be reincarnated early.
"Zhao Ning did not marry Mo Rongzhan." Zhao Yong saw the source of Ye Zhen's unhappiness at a glance. "From the beginning, he has been scheming against me. My daughter changed from an imperial concubine to a princess. I haven't settled this matter with Mo Rongzhan yet."
"Why did I hear that Zhao Ning and Ah Yi fell in love with each other for a long time? The person she wanted to marry has always been Ah Yi?" Ye Zhen asked with a smile. When she was in Chengde Villa two years ago, she knew that Mo Rongzhan could not really marry Zhao Ning, so she was not very surprised when she learned about it later.
However, she was a little worried about Zhao Ning and Mo Rongyi. Mo Rongyi was like a younger brother to her. She watched him grow up. She hoped that he and Zhao Ning could truly love each other, not for the benefit of the two countries.
However, she would have to wait until she returned to the Jin Kingdom to know the details.
"Whether or not it's because of time, you and I both know." Zhao Yong said lightly.
Ye Zhen glanced at him. "I heard that Lu Wushuang is your imperial concubine?"
"Yes." Zhao Yong looked at her slightly.
"Is Lu Lingzhi dead?" Ye Zhen asked faintly. Apart from Dongqing, she came back for Lu Lingzhi and his sister.
Zhao Yong did not expect Ye Zhen to mention them. "Lu Lingzhi went to the capital two years ago and then disappeared. I heard from Duanmu Ya that he was seriously injured when he was in Anhe City and was incurable."
Incurable? Does that mean I'm still not sure if I'm dead or not? Ye Zhen sneered. "Where is he?"
"I don't know." Zhao Yong whispered.
"Give the brother and sister to me. I will do my best to treat you." Ye Zhen put forward her condition. "This is the only condition."
Zhao Yong frowned. "What if Lu Lingzhi is dead?"
"If he is alive, I want to see him. If he is dead, I want to see his corpse." Even if it was a bone, she would dig it out.
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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)
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