Transmigrated into an Ancient Era, Become a Mother of Three Children

[Space + Stockpiling + Modern-to-Ancient Time Travel + Natural Disasters + Famine Escape]

Qian Chunhua, who had been single all her life, suddenly time-traveled—bringing along a space full ...

Chapter 262 Bad News (2/2)

Inside the tent, the soldiers of Prince Yongning looked pale. They had dreamed of following the prince to conquer the world and enjoy a lifetime of glory. However, the current predicament made them at a loss.

When King Yongning asked what to do next, everyone lowered their heads and remained silent. They were at a loss as to what to do.

The entire tent fell into deep silence, with only the anxious footsteps of Prince Yongning echoing in the empty space.

King Yongning felt waves of discomfort in his upper abdomen, and he endured the pain, his heart in a turmoil.

"Your Highness, the arrow is on the string and must be shot." General Zhang, the commander-in-chief of the main force of the palace, finally broke the silence.

There was still no news about General Yang of the vanguard troops, and they could no longer sit and wait for death.

The flame of rebellion has been ignited, and the only way to survive is to fight hard. If they don't fight, those present will probably face a dead end.

Lord Wang took over the conversation, "General Zhang is right, Your Majesty, the arrow has been shot and there is no turning back. We have no choice but to continue northward and capture the capital before the Turkic army arrives, so that we can have a glimmer of hope."

As Lord Wang finished speaking, everyone woke up as if from a dream, and echoed General Zhang's proposal, determined to fight to the death and seek a chance of survival.

There was nothing else he could do, so King Yongning made up his mind and ordered his army to march out immediately.

Riding on horseback, Prince Yongning felt cramps in his upper abdomen from time to time. Due to the bad news in the morning, he had not eaten, and the hunger and pain were intertwined at this moment, making him feel even more tormented.

At noon, the army took a break, and King Yongning went down to summon the imperial physician and Doctor Qian.

Qian Chunhua was delighted, the opportunity had finally come. She carried a small medicine bottle and quickly went to the place where Prince Yongning was resting with Zhang Yuyi.

After a diagnosis by Imperial Physician Zhang, it was confirmed that Prince Yongning was still suffering from a cholelithiasis attack.

Qian Chunhua handed over a painkiller and two anti-inflammatory pills without hesitation. After Zhang Yuyi checked, Prince Yongning took the medicine.

Seeing Prince Yongning taking the medicine, Qian Chunhua felt relieved. His mission was completed. The next thing would be left to the prince to handle.

Back in the carriage, Qian Chunhua immediately asked Zheng Lin to pass on the news that his mission was completed, and at the same time he began to pack his bags.

She collected all the things that needed to be taken back to the space one by one, and they could leave the battlefield after rescuing Qingfeng and Dong Cong.

The news of Qian Chunhua's death soon reached Dong Mingshan's ears. His time in the army was like torture for him, but now he finally saw the light of the end.

Dong Mingshan was also happy.

In the army, his tasks were far more difficult than Qian Chunhua's.

Not only did he have to march with the army, but he also had to stop in every city and use the Dong family's resources to raise food and fodder for King Yongning.

This was not only a financial investment, but also a physical and mental investment. In just ten days, he had lost a lot of weight.

Although Dong Mingshan was not clear about Qian Chunhua and Lu Qing's specific plan, he made up his mind that as long as Dong Cong could be rescued, he would do his best to repay their kindness.

In the capital, in the imperial palace.

The moment King Yongning swallowed the pill, Monk Daoxin opened his eyes as if he had sensed something.

"Your Majesty, the matter is settled." Monk Daoxin looked at Emperor Min Han who was lying on the sickbed.

He was dozing with his eyes closed when his eyes suddenly widened. "Then can I start moving according to the plan?"

Monk Daoxin nodded slowly.

The fish is in the net, there is no need to show weakness.

The eyes of the Min Han Emperor flashed with a gleam of light, "Come here, tell the Nine Gates Admiral..."