Yes, what else could the Seventh Brother say? Should he tell the Emperor that he would not do it? Or should he tell him that he was not in good health and could not handle the task?

I'm afraid that the unscrupulous emperor is waiting for him here. Once he knows that he is ill, who knows how many bad thoughts he will have. At that time, it will be really hard to guard against.

Also, if he did not accept this order, it would be a blatant disobedience. The consequences of disobeying the order were definitely not something the current King of War could bear.

When Qingchen thought of these consequences, he felt cold all over, and every cell in his body was screaming and shouting, why, why is it like this? They are obviously brothers, and they can live in peace, but why must they kill each other?

Perhaps Qingchen's expression was too desperate, and even the cold-blooded Wei Jie felt a little reluctant. He looked at him and said calmly, "This is the sadness of being born into an imperial family. From the moment we were born, we were destined to have an unstable life. Qingchen, this is why I let you stay by my side in your current identity. If possible, I would rather you not recognize your ancestors. At least, you still have the so-called freedom."

“Seventh brother…” Qingchen felt his throat a little dry. He looked at Wei Jie and his nose felt a little sore.

"Okay, I'll take a few days off. If you have anything to deal with, you can handle it first. If you can't handle it, come back to me. As for the emperor, just find a random excuse to push it off."

I just came back and I received such an imperial edict. It would be a lie to say that I am not disgusted. Instead of facing his hypocritical smile at this time, it is better not to meet him.

"Don't worry, Seventh Brother, I know what to do." Seeing that Wei Jie looked exhausted, Qingchen didn't want to disturb him, so he closed the door and walked out.

As soon as Qingchen walked out, Qingye and the other two came to meet him. They were indeed Wei Jie's right-hand men. In just a short while, they had learned about the situation in the capital. After reporting to Qingchen, Qingchen made assignments according to each person's abilities.

"These are far from enough. If we don't have enough manpower, we will need to transfer more. We must dig deeper into the situation in each country. We only have less than a month left. We must keep a close eye on the movements of all parties within this month. We should be prepared for the worst. Who knows if someone is planning something behind the scenes? If something really happens, not only will our heads be in jeopardy, but the prince will also be implicated. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away." Qing Ye and his companions looked very solemn. They knew clearly that another tough battle was about to be fought.

But at this moment, a well-dressed maid walked in. When Qingchen saw her, his brows subconsciously frowned: "Dujuan? Why are you here?"

"In reply to Guardian Chen, Miss Xia heard that the prince has returned, and ordered this servant to come and take a look."

Qingchen replied calmly: "The prince has traveled a long distance and has rested. Go back and tell Miss Xia that she doesn't need to come over for the next two or three days. If the prince wants to see you, he will go to Xia Garden."

"Yes, Protector Chen, I'll take my leave." Du Juan responded with lowered eyebrows, but subconsciously glanced at the closed door in front of her.