Reborn: I Found The Wrong Brother

Every time Xiao Nong kissed him, Zhong Yansheng would become dazed, and his lips would be rubbed out of shape.

It was not until the hoarse laughter penetrated his ears and a piece of clothing was stripped off that he realized belatedly that he was being laughed at.

Xiao Nong teased him like this and laughed at him for looking like a little bamboo shoot.

Zhong Yansheng was unhappy and tried to push Xiao Nong's head away. Xiao Nong obediently released his lips, but buried his head in his neck, licking his thin flesh. Wisps of penetrating fragrance diffused in the air.

Xiao Nong's eyes became darker and darker, and a wet kiss moved from the jaw to the Adam's apple, rubbing that fragile spot.

It's like holding the neck of a beloved prey, wishing to swallow him up, but unable to bear to bite him off, so he bites and grinds, determined to make him wet and full of his own taste.

There was no floor heating or charcoal basin in the room, but Zhong Yansheng felt extremely hot and stuffy, his breathing became rapid and he could hardly catch his breath.

Faint light escaped from the door, and Xiao Nong let go of his neck with a little satisfaction. When he lowered his eyes, he could see the beautiful little bird in front of him being messed up by him.

The ends of his hair were wet, sticking to his neck and cheeks. The long, soft black hair made his skin look even more jade-like. If he pressed harder, it would leave marks that would last for days.

It can especially satisfy some dark possessive desires.

Zhong Yansheng became more and more uneasy as Xiao Nong stared at him. After he finally caught his breath and wanted to speak, he saw Xiao Nong suddenly stand up and try to lower the bed curtain.

He was stunned for a moment, horrified: "Don't!"

It's too late.

Xiao Nong was too tall, and Zhong Yansheng had hidden too many things in his secret little place. Before he could reach out his hand, his head hit the bulging ball on the bed curtain.

A pile of things suddenly fell down and hit Xiao Nong who was caught off guard.

There were more and fuller things than those stuffed in the bed in Minghui Palace. It fell on his head and face, and even stunned the usually calm Prince Ding.

Zhong Yansheng: “…”

Zhong Yansheng closed his eyes in despair.

The atmosphere that was so thick that water could drip out of it just now dissipated. Xiao Nong lowered his eyes and glanced at the things scattered all over the bed.

Medicine bottles, letters, jade keepsakes... all scattered here and there, like a bird building a nest, taking every treasured thing and hiding it in its own safe nest.

He calmly took off the last piece of gauze that fluttered down on his head, saw what it was, and rolled it with his fingertips, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up: "Yuan Yuan, what are these?"

The small things hidden in the palace and the mansion were all hidden by Zhong Yansheng after he discovered his  identity.

But it’s different in Huai’an Marquis’ Mansion.

Lou Qingtang was very mean. When he was bullied, he knew that Xiao Nong had misunderstood Zhong Yansheng's feelings, and he laughed at him for being too sentimental.

But Yuan Yuan had been hiding his things when he was still in the Marquis' Mansion.

His Royal Highness Prince Ding appeared calm on the surface, but his pulse was a little faster than usual. He grabbed the gauze and moved closer, his tall nose touching Zhong Yansheng's intimately, and said with a smile: "You started hiding my things so early? Have you been secretly admiring me for a long time?"

Zhong Yansheng felt like he had misunderstood again. He hesitated between lying and telling truth, and shook his head honestly**: "No."**

He was afraid at that time and didn't dare let anyone find out what Xiao had done.

Xiao Nong peeled off the last layer of his bamboo shoot shell with dissatisfaction, sucked his lips until they turned red, and said with certainty: "You did."

Zhong Yansheng, with tears in his eyes, whispered back, "No."

The clothes rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound.

Xiao Nong's fingers are really long.

Perhaps it was because it had been raining a lot in Beijing in recent days, the air was filled with humid moisture and there was a slight sound of water.

"You did." Xiao Nong insisted on forcing him to change his words. Like a vicious dog, he kissed him fiercely and anxiously, "Otherwise, why would you hide my ribbon?"

There were tears in Zhong Yansheng's eyes and he bit his lips.

He just... doesn't dare to lose it.

"The clay xun is hidden, the little tit is hidden, and the medicine is hidden too."

"You also hid the ribbons that the king used."

"That jade is the seal of the Xiao family. I lost it for a long time and haven't found it yet."

As his voice sounded word by word, Zhong Yansheng huddled up in shame, but was then forcibly pried open.

He didn't know how to explain it. After hearing the last part, he finally couldn't help punching him. His voice was so soft that he said, "It was obviously you who... put it in the letter and gave it to me..."

"I gave it to Mr. Chunsong." Xiao Nong's eyes were full of smiles. "Have you finished reading the letter, sir?"

Xiao Nong's fingers are not only very long, but also have calluses on his fingertips from years of martial arts training.

Normally when brushing Zhong Yansheng's skin, it would easily leave a hint of red.

Zhong Yansheng was almost out of breath. He opened his lips, and his face was red from his neck to his chest. His thin chest was heaving violently. His slender white fingers climbed onto Xiao Nong's shoulders, loosening and tightening, tightening and loosening. His fingertips turned slightly white, the blood color faded, and they trembled with his breathing.

Xiao Nong's eyes were burning with flames. He suppressed the excitement in his bones and deliberately used only his fingers. His half-closed pupils were very similar to those of Taxue in the dark: "Hmm? Have you finished reading?"

Zhong Yansheng's body trembled, and his pupils were dim: "I saw it..."

Xiao Nong slowly withdrew his hand, revealing a triumphant smile: "So, have you had feelings for me for a long time?"

He hid his seal and refused to acknowledge it.

A stubborn little bird.

It was a long time before he heard Zhong Yansheng's voice, which was hoarse and soft, with a hint of sobbing and aggrievedness.

But he didn't admit that he had been interested in him for a long time, but scolded him: "Xiao Xianwei, you...are you really broken..."

“…”

Xiao Nong was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth, and suddenly said, "Do you think that I need Dr. Lou?"

What?

Zhong Yansheng was completely immersed in the heat, his mind was boiling, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he looked at him in confusion.

Xiao Nong's fingers were entwined with the gauze, and his tone was calm: "Your Highness Prince Ding seems to have a hidden illness, and his words and actions are abnormal. It is extremely urgent."

Zhong Yansheng: “…”

Zhong Yansheng suddenly reacted, his red eyes widened in disbelief.

Yes, it was a letter to Lou Qingtang. He handed it to Huo Shuang personally and asked Huo Shuang to pass it on.

How did Xiao Nong know?

In today's world, is even Huo Shuang not trustworthy?

The veil that once covered Xiao Nong's eyes suddenly covered his eyes, feeling cool, soft and smooth.

The room was already dark, and with a veil covering his eyes, his vision became even more blurry, making it impossible to see Xiao Nong's expression clearly.

Unable to see anything clearly, he didn't even know where to crawl. No matter how much Xiao Nong pushed him, he had to hold him tightly, like a drowning man clinging to a life-saving straw and refusing to let go.

Because the vision is obstructed and things cannot be seen clearly, other senses are magnified countless times.

His nose was filled with Xiao Nong's cold breath and his ears were filled with heavy breathing. He trembled all over when he was touched, and the sense of danger as if he was about to be swallowed came up again.

Xiao Nong's tone was not very gentle: "This king remembers what Yuan’er wrote in the letter. How could Yuan’er forget the contents of this king's letter?"

He really looked like a bamboo shoot in spring, with the layers of shell peeled off to reveal the crispy, tender and white core.

A small spot on the gauze was soaked by tears. Zhong Yansheng didn't want to cry, but Xiao Nong bullied him too much.

He was held in Xiao Nong's arms. He was afraid of falling, so he could only hug his neck. Like a kitten that would meow if the back of its neck was pinched, he lay in his arms sweating and admitted with tears in his eyes**: "I remember, I remember..."**

Xiao Nong stroked his back, his tone coaxing: "Read it to me."

Zhong Yansheng's mind was a mess. In his mind, there was the letter Xiao Nong gave him, and in his mind, there was the letter he wrote himself. He recited it intermittently: "Heaven will not take away people... I wish, my strength is not enough, my ‘yang’ is not erect, so I let you see my love..."

Xiao Nong paused slightly.

Zhong Yansheng was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

This is a mess.

Finished.

He hurriedly tried to save the situation, but was suddenly pushed under the quilt: "My dear, do you think I'm not trying hard enough?"

Zhong Yansheng wanted to deny it, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his lips and tongue were grabbed away again, and he could not make a sound. The bed in the room had been in Chunwuyuan for more than ten years. It might be even older than his. It creaked as if it was about to fall apart.

But Zhong Yansheng suspected that he would fall apart before the bed.

Xiao stroked his sweaty back, his voice soft and gentle: "As long as you can recite one of the letters, I'll let you go, okay?"

Zhong Yansheng was forced to recite the letter again.

But in this situation, his brain was completely unable to think. If he concentrated a little, they would be scattered again. The two letters kept running through his mind and he always recited them wrong.

If he recited a sentence incorrectly, Xiao Nong would punish him.

His thoughts kept condensing and dispersing, and when he was close to collapse, Xiao Nong suddenly felt less extreme.

Zhong Yansheng was able to recover a little, and thought that Xiao Nong had a change of heart. After being stunned for a moment, he obediently kissed Xiao Nong's lips, hoping that he would be gentler for his sake.

Compared with aphrodisiacs, Xiao Nong obviously needs to take medicine that has the opposite effect as aphrodisiacs.

Does Doctor Lou have this kind of medicine?

Xiao Nong enjoyed his unruly kiss and chuckled before taking back control and patiently teaching him how to kiss.

Just then, Zhong Yansheng heard footsteps outside the door.

No...why is someone coming?

He was so frightened that his whole body tensed up. He heard the breathing beside his ear become heavier, and the tip of his tongue was painful from being sucked.

The lantern at the door still emits a faint light, which is very conspicuous in the dark night.

The people outside obviously saw it and stopped at the door. After a moment, Zhong Yansheng heard Zhong Sidu's voice: "Zhong Yansheng."

Zhong Yansheng was really about to faint.

"Relax." Xiao Nong kissed his earlobe and comforted him with a low laugh, "He can't get in."

Zhong Yansheng couldn't relax at all, and pushed him hard with a red face: "Don't... move..."

After a long while without any response, Zhong Sidu said in a low voice: "I understand you don't want to pay attention to me."

Zhong Yansheng's fingers no longer had the strength to hang on Xiao Nong's neck. He collapsed limply on the bed, his head buzzing and his thinking slow.

What?

Zhong Sidu lowered his voice: "I promised my father to be your elder brother, but I haven't had the chance to be your elder brother yet... Today I heard you call Prince Ding brother, it seems that your relationship is better than I thought."

Xiao Nong narrowed his eyes, and a hint of coldness emerged in his eyes, as if he was offended.

"On my birthday, you came to the front yard and I saw you."

Zhong Sidu was silent for a while: "I know you must have felt bad at that time, but I didn't call you."

When he made up his mind to go back and look for Zhong Yansheng, he turned back to the backyard but couldn't find him.

"It was not your intention to grow up in the Marquis' Mansion in my place, and you never thought of taking my parents' love... I should also apologize to you."

Zhong Sidu's voice became increasingly hoarse, his mind was in a mess, and he didn't know why he was so crazy to come here to talk to Zhong Yansheng: "I'm sorry, I didn't act like a good brother to you."

There was no response from the room. Zhong Sidu exhaled softly and turned to leave when he heard a very subtle voice from inside the room: "It's okay."

His voice is a little hoarse, as if he has been crying.

Zhong Sidu immediately turned around and knocked on the door: "What's wrong with you?"

Because of that squeak, Zhong Yansheng was nearly swallowed alive by Xiao Nong. He came to his senses when he heard the footsteps approaching outside the house. He tried to make his voice steady: "I...my throat doesn't feel well. No, it's okay. Don't come in!"

Zhong Sidu frowned: "Caught a cold? I'll go find a doctor."

With Xiao Nong holding his neck, Zhong Yansheng faintly collapsed: "I, I'm fine, I'll be fine in a moment... My brother should return to the Courtyard, there's no need, you should go back... now."

The words were spoken tremblingly, and something was not right.

But when he heard the word "brother", Zhong Sidu froze, and finally withdrew his hand and nodded: "Okay."

When the footsteps gradually faded away, Zhong Yansheng breathed a sigh of relief, and his cheek was caressed by Xiao Nong's fingertips.

The dark blue eyes stared at him: "Yuan Yuan."

Half of the veil on Zhong Yansheng's eyes had fallen off, his eye sockets were red, his black pupils were moist, and he looked at him blankly.

Xiao Nong looked at him for a moment, stopped talking, and said in a gentle tone: "You haven't finished reciting it yet."

“…”

Zhong Yansheng no longer dared to doubt whether Xiao Nong was broken.

He's about to break down.

When leaving the Marquis' Mansion, Zhong Yansheng was carried out from the back door by Xiao Nong without changing his expression.

He didn't dare to think about whether Marquis Huai’an and his wife would suspect anything. His mind was in a daze. He shrank his head in Xiao Nong's arms and fell asleep exhausted.

As a result, he had a slight fever when he returned to the palace.

There was no charcoal basin in Chunwu's courtyard, so he caught a cold.

Xiao Nong took care of Zhong Yansheng with a frown all night, coaxing him to take the medicine, feeling regretful and distressed.

Zhong Yansheng is very delicate and prone to illness, so he shouldn't be tortured for so long.

Zhong Yansheng had a fever and was drowsy for two days. The sick little bird was very clingy and could only sleep soundly in his arms. Xiao Nong had someone clean up a new bedroom for him, and while dealing with memorials sent by the cabinet, he held the little bird in his arms and took care of it, and had no time to appear in front of the court officials.

All the officials were confused for a moment, not sure what His Royal Highness Prince Ding was thinking.

Prince De started a palace rebellion and died in the chaos. No one knows what condition His Majesty is in now. We only know that he is seriously ill. There are also rumors that His Majesty is not ill, but has been secretly taking Wuxiang Pills in the palace, which has caused him to become mentally unclear and unable to handle government affairs.

Prince An was convicted and left the capital, and Prince Jing also had to leave to protect himself due to the situation.

Now that Prince Ding has taken advantage of the chaos and entered, all officials have even made preparations for his ascension to the throne tomorrow. After waiting for a few days, Xiao Nong did not appear in a yellow robe. Instead, he disappeared into the palace and everyone was stunned.

What's the meaning?

The only royal bloodline left in the capital is the Eleventh Prince. But there are also rumors that he is not actually the Eleventh Prince, and his true identity is related to the late Crown Prince, so Your Majesty has been hiding it.

Soon more rumors emerged one after another.

The old emperor had been powerful for decades, but now that he had fallen from power, many suppressed bloody events of the past came to the fore again.

Prince Kangwen, Emperor Shun, the former Empress, the Empress's mother's family, the former Crown Prince and Crown Princess, the entire Xiao family...

Rumors were rife, and the atmosphere was uneasy, but the Censorate, which seemed to have a mortal feud with Xiao Nong, remained silent.

All the officials were completely confused and secretly hoped that these two would come out quickly and answer their questions.

Unfortunately, no one came out to answer, and Xiao Nong did not do the bloody and brutal act that everyone was afraid of.

Everyone was on duty for a few days, trembling with fear, but nothing happened.

They found that the days seemed to be no different from the past. Gradually, everyone became less worried and uneasy. They could even drink tea and secretly listen to the old emperor's gossip.

Under Xiao Nong's careful care, Zhong Yansheng was almost recovered from his cold in less than three days, but he hesitated and pretended to be sick for a few more days to prevent Xiao Nong from finding reasons to torment him again.

And he didn't want to read those memorials.

His acting skills seemed to have improved, and Xiao Nong didn't seem to notice it. As usual, when he was dealing with the mountain of memorials every day, he held Zhong Yansheng in his arms and let him rest his head on his lap.

Zhong Yansheng was secretly proud, and he rested his head on the thigh of His Royal Highness Prince Ding, like a little bird curled up in the arms of a big dog. He slept comfortably for a few days, and his muscles and bones were all relaxed. Then he slowly remembered the business: "Ah, is the old man still alive?"

Xiao Nong saw that he had been lazy for a few days, so he didn't point it out. He put down his pen and rubbed his waist with his hand: "Do you want to go and take a look?"

Zhong Yansheng relayed to Xiao Nong what Huai'an Marquis said two days ago, but he was still hesitant. After all, as long as the poison was not cured, there would always be hidden dangers for Xiao Nong and him. Xiao Nong nodded when he heard it.

The old emperor still stayed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

But it was different from the past. The dedicated eunuch Tian Xi had left the palace, and the people in the Yangxin Palace were all Xiao Nong's confidants. They could do nothing except feed the old emperor to prevent him from starving to death.

When he stepped into the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, Zhong Yansheng smelled a foul odor and could not help but cover his nose.

The old emperor lay lifeless on the couch. He was paralyzed on one side due to anger and could not move. He had been lying in bed all these days. His body was in a mess. Whenever he was about to die, Xiao Nong would have someone feed him Wuxiang Pills to prolong his life.

Unable to live, unable to die.

Zhong Yansheng is easily soft-hearted, but he is very calm about the old emperor's situation.

As soon as he saw the immortality lock faintly visible around Xiao Nong's neck, he felt no sympathy for the old man.

Tian Xi chose to betray.

It's all your own fault.

Hearing the sound, the old emperor's insensitive pupils moved a little, and when he saw the two people clearly, his face suddenly showed an expression, and his voice was terribly hoarse: "Kill, kill me..."

Xiao Nong smiled slightly when he heard this: "You wish."

The old emperor had extremely low self-esteem and high self-respect, but now he is paralyzed in bed without any dignity. For him, this is more humiliating than having his face stepped on and crushed. It is like being tortured by slow slicing every day, and the pain is worse than the addiction to Wuxiang Pills.

The old emperor's face twitched, and his voice was unclear: "...I will exchange the truth about the poison with you."

Zhong Yansheng looked at him with his dark eyes: "But we already know that the so-called one must live, or the other is fake."

The old emperor paused, and his breathing suddenly became more labored.

Zhong Yansheng tilted his head: "Why did you give us such a poison?"

The old emperor's teeth suddenly trembled: "Wu, Wuxiang, give me Wuxiang... I will tell you..."

Wu Xiang's addiction came back again.

The skinny old man collapsed on the bed, looking like a zombie due to his drug addiction, his eyes bulging and making inhuman coughing and wheezing sounds from his throat. Zhong Yansheng was frightened by the sight and could not help but shrink behind Xiao Nong.

Xiao Nong stretched out his hand to protect him behind him, touched his head and said softly, "Don't be afraid." Then he turned back, the gentleness on his face disappeared without a trace, and his expression was cold: "Speak."

The humiliation and torture of these days had almost broken the old emperor's mind. The addiction to Wuxiang was like ants crawling around. After being stared at by Xiao Nong with bloodshot eyes for a while, the old emperor finally squeezed out some truth from between his teeth.

Zhong Yansheng was indeed planted with the mother's poison while he was still in his mother's womb.

The former crown prince failed in his attempt to force the emperor to abdicate. After the crown princess gave birth to Zhong Yansheng, the Eastern Palace was massacred. The former crown prince's former subordinates fled the capital with Zhong Yansheng, and were later replaced by the wife of the Marquis of Huai'an. Everyone else thought that the crown prince's posthumous child was dead.

But the old emperor knew that Zhong Yansheng was not dead.

Zhong Yansheng is carrying the mother Gu on his body. If the mother Gu dies, the child Gu will also die.

The barbarians' witchcraft and secret techniques were strange. The child Gu had been in a dormant state because it was far away from its mother Gu.

Two years later, there was chaos in Mobei, and Xiao Nong was brought back to the capital under the protection of his personal guards. The old emperor looked into the young boy's deep blue eyes and felt threatened subconsciously, but he could not bring himself to get rid of Xiao Nong.

After thinking about it, he came up with the idea of ​​using the dormant child Gu.

When the barbarians presented this secret witchcraft technique to the old emperor, they told him that after the child Gu was awakened, if there was no mother Gu around, it would start to cause trouble. No one could resist the increasingly severe brain pain, and those who were infected with the child Gu were almost always be killed by the pain.

But after Xiao Nong was poisoned, he did not show any signs of headache for a while. The old emperor knew that his little grandson was still alive and most likely in the capital.

Except for the first headache, Xiao Nong concealed it well most of the time afterward.

It was not until several years later, when Xiao Nong lost control and injured someone, that the old emperor discovered that his poison had begun to take effect. This meant that Xiao Nong, who was far away in Mobei, had no mother poison by his side.

Without the comfort of the mother insect, he would die from the pain sooner or later.

The old emperor sent people to continue searching for the whereabouts of the prince's posthumous child, while keeping an eye on Xiao Nong. He was no longer in a hurry to take back the military power from him. He was waiting for him to succumb to the pain and pass out or die.

After all, the barbarians had told him that even the bravest warrior on the grassland could only endure that kind of pain for three to five years at most.

Who knew Xiao Nong was so patient.

He endured the severe pain and step by step put down the rebellion in Mobei and recovered Liaodong. Not only did he not die, but he was still alive and well. He raised an invincible black-armored army that made the barbarians tremble in fear.

By the time the old emperor realized the situation was difficult, it was already too late. He could no longer take back the military power that he had generously given to Xiao Nong.

Fortunately, there is still a poisonous worm in Xiao Nong's body, and he will not be able to hold on sooner or later.

"Not long after you returned to the capital, I discovered that the poison in his body had slowed down." The old emperor's breathing was already very weak. His blood-red, hateful eyes shifted from Xiao Nong to Zhong Yansheng, and he said gloomily, "I guessed three-quarters of it."

So, knowing that Huo Shuang was an old subordinate of the prince, out of some malicious intent, he deliberately sent him to draw Zhong Yansheng's appearance and check whether there was any mark on the back of his neck.

After confirming Zhong Yansheng's identity, he immediately thought of giving him a false identity and bringing him into the palace.

The old emperor knew that Xiao Nong hated people in the royal family the most. In that situation, when he found that getting close to Zhong Yansheng could relieve his headache, it would only increase his suspicion and make him think it was a conspiracy, which would make him distance himself from and dislike Zhong Yansheng even more.

He just didn't expect that these two people would get together so early.

Zhong Yansheng felt a little embarrassed when he heard the old emperor's last words. He nodded and said, "So what you said that day was indeed all false."

"Of course not, it's not all lies."

The old emperor's face was covered in cold sweat, veins popped out on his forehead, and he suddenly sneered, staring at Zhong Yansheng with malice: "The life span of the child Gu is limited. Even if the mother Gu is around to relieve it, it can't last more than a few years. There is no solution in the world…”

"You will watch Xiao Nong die in front of you..."

Zhong Yansheng suddenly raised his hand, imitating Xiao Nong's simple and rough method, and slapped the old emperor unconscious.

The old emperor spoke for a long time with great effort, but before he could get the promised Wuxiang Pills, he was beaten unconscious again.

Zhong Yansheng's hands were shaking, and his face turned slightly pale. Then he felt a familiar hand on his head, rubbing his soft hair.

Xiao Nong's voice was very calm.

"Don't believe a word he says."

Zhong Yansheng lowered his eyelashes and after a long while he uttered "hmm" in a low voice.

Even though he knew that the old emperor's words could not be trusted completely, but... but Xiao Nong's headache was indeed getting worse.

It has been several months since the last headache. What about the next one?

This unlucky old thing.

Xiao Nong frowned secretly, and walked out with Zhong Yansheng in his arms. He was considering how to comfort Zhong Yansheng and stop him from thinking too much, when Zhan Rong hurried over with two letters in his pocket: "Master, there are two urgent reports from Mobei!"

As soon as he saw Zhan Rong's miserable look, he knew that something bad was going to happen. Xiao Nong looked at him expressionlessly, raised his hand to rub Zhong Yansheng's head, and said in a friendly manner: "Yuan Yuan, you are not fully recovered yet. Go back and sleep for a while. I will take care of some chores."

Zhan Rong felt his scalp tingle when he was looked at by him, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

Why did he feel that he was the one who was talking about the trivial matters in his master's mouth?

Zhong Yansheng was no longer as easy to coax as before. He came back to his senses from his worries and heard that Xiao Nong was obviously trying to get rid of him. He ignored him, frowned and looked at Zhan Rong with a serious face: "Report it."

If it were any other day, Zhan Rong would have reported it with a smile, but today’s urgent report was a little different from the past.

Zhan Rong looked at Xiao Nong hesitantly, not daring to speak.

Hiss, if only that stubborn Huo Shuang was here, he would definitely tell the news as soon as he opened his mouth.

Xiao Nong was silent for a while, then nodded slightly towards Zhan Rong.

Yuan Yuan is not a canary in a cage.

Even the chubby little titmouse did not need to be protected in his palm all the time. The little elf in the mountains spread its wings and flew much higher than he imagined.

He couldn't always keep Zhong Yansheng in his palm and not let him fly.

After receiving Xiao Nong's signal, Zhan Rong dared to speak up and comforted him dryly: "Don't look like that, it's not all bad news."

Zhong Yansheng: “…”

So, there is indeed bad news.

"The good news is that Lou Qingtang returned to his hometown and went to Western Shu. Now he has some understanding of Gu poison. Three days ago, he sent a letter saying that he followed the caravan to Mobei and was going to explore the secrets of the barbarians' territory."

Zhong Yansheng's eyes lit up.

It’s good news indeed!

Doctor Lou is still very reliable.

Xiao Nong's face was full of emotion, but he had already guessed what the other letter said: "Bad news."

"The bad news is..." Zhan Rong swallowed, closed his eyes, and said it all in one breath, "Winter is coming, and the barbarians are out of food and grass to survive the winter. You are not guarding Mobei, and many tribes are ready to move. They have already gathered cavalry and are going to plunder southward."