Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

Chapter 1210 Prestige and momentum, confirmed!

Outside Kyoto City, there is a ten-mile long pavilion.

The breeze brought with it fine raindrops that hurt my face. However, at this moment, both sides of the official road were crowded with people looking forward to it.

Some of them were holding oil-paper umbrellas, while others were wearing straw raincoats, and their eyes were fixed on the end of the official road in the distance.

"Here they come! Here they come!" Someone shouted, and the crowd suddenly became agitated.

In the distance, a team of carriages and horses slowly approached. The leading carriage was completely black, with bronze bells hanging on the four corners, making crisp sounds as the carriage moved forward.

On both sides of the carriage were armored cavalrymen, holding halberds and looking solemn.

Grand Tutor Dugu Xin stood at the front of all the officials, his eyes fixed on the carriage, his brows slightly furrowed.

Behind him, Prime Minister Di Wenyao, Minister of Rites Deng Hongwen, Lu Xiuwen, Yun Jianye and other important officials stood in order, all with solemn expressions.

"I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince made great contributions to the Zhou Dynasty and helped the Zhou Dynasty repel the 100,000-strong army of the Qin State!" A young man who looked like a scholar said excitedly in the crowd.

"you do not say!"

An old man next to him took over the conversation: "Those bastards of Qin State, when they can't win, they resort to despicable means. They dared to poison His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has risked his life for the sake of the State of Chu!" A woman wiped her tears and said, "Such a crown prince is a blessing for our State of Chu!"

The carriage got closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of everyone.

The car curtain swayed slightly, and a pale hand stretched out. The knuckles were distinct, but bloodless, as if it would break if touched.

The car curtain opened and Chu Ning stuck his head out.

His face was paler than paper, his lips were purplish, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his eyes were still bright and filled with a gentle smile.

"Everyone..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he started coughing violently.

Grand Tutor Dugu Xin's face changed drastically, and he stepped forward quickly: "Your Highness, please return to the carriage! It's windy outside, your health..."

Prime Minister Di Wenyao also hurried forward: "Your Highness, your health is urgent, you should go into the city quickly. We have prepared a royal doctor in the palace..."

Minister of Rites Deng Hongwen stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness has worked so hard for the country, which really makes us ashamed. But your health is most important right now, so please take care of yourself."

Chu Ning waved his hands and said with all his strength: "It's okay, let me... say a few words to the people..."

His voice was weak, but it carried unquestionable majesty. Dugu Xin and Di Wenyao looked at each other and had to step aside.

"Everyone..."

Chu Ning took a deep breath: "The Qin State has evil ambitions. Not only did it...use troops against the Zhou Dynasty, but it also murdered me...but please rest assured, the Chu State...will never bow to the Qin State...even if the battle ends with a single soldier..."

Before he could finish his words, he started coughing violently again.

Dugu Xin couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward to support Chu Ning: "Your Highness, you have said too much, please return to the carriage!"

This time, Chu Ning did not refuse. He took a last look at the crowd and slowly retreated into the carriage.

Before the car curtain fell, a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead, reflecting a dazzling light in the sunlight.

In the crowd, a few inconspicuous vendors looked at each other and quietly left the crowd.

They walked quickly toward the woods outside the city, where fast horses were already prepared.

"Chu Ning was indeed poisoned."

One of them lowered his voice and said, "Looking at his appearance, I'm afraid he won't live long."

"Quick, pass the news back to Qin!" another person urged: "This is a great achievement!"

But another person frowned and said, "We only saw Chu Ning from a distance, and we can't be completely sure that he has been poisoned. If we rashly send back the news, I'm afraid it will delay His Majesty's important event!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man at the beginning sneered: "Old Chen, you were standing far away just now and didn't see clearly, but I saw it very clearly. Chu Ning's face was thin and he had no energy at all. He seemed to have aged by ten years.

With Chu Ning's strength, the only thing that could turn him into this state is the blood spider poison!"

The man called Lao Chen frowned, a thoughtful look on his face.

Seeing that Lao Chen was still hesitating, the man glanced at the others and motioned for them to speak.

A man stepped forward, patted Lao Chen on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I know you are cautious, but don't forget that General Li Xing risked his life to give Chu Ning this poison.

You know General Li Xing's strength. He paid the price of his life to poison Chu Ning. How could this be false?"

Others also echoed at this moment.

"That's right, Chu Ning couldn't be pretending to look like that!"

"Old Chen, don't be so stubborn. It's obvious that Chu Ning won't have much time left."

"That's right, let's pass the message back immediately, the other emperor will wait too long."

After being persuaded by everyone, Lao Chen finally sighed and said, "Well, since everyone thinks Chu Ning has been poisoned, I have nothing to say.

However, the letter can be sent back, but we still have to keep an eye on Chu Ning and not let down our guard. "

The others nodded in agreement, then wrote letters and sent them back to Qin by carrier pigeons.

At this time, the carriage carrying Chu Ning drove into the city and headed straight for the East Palace.

Chu Ning leaned against the car, closed his eyes and rested, his fingers unconsciously stroking the jade pendant around his waist, which was the token of love given to him by Shen Wanying.

Shen Wanying had been waiting for a long time in front of the East Palace. She was seven months pregnant and stood on the steps with the help of a palace maid.

When she saw the carriage approaching, her eyes suddenly turned red.

As soon as Chu Ning got off the carriage, he saw Shen Wanying walking towards him quickly. He quickly stepped forward to support her: "Slow down, be careful."

Shen Wanying tightly grasped Chu Ning's hand, tears finally falling: "Your Highness...how come you are so thin..."

Chu Ning gently wiped away her tears and said softly, "It's okay. I'm back now, right?"

The two walked into the bedroom together, and Chu Ning helped Shen Wanying sit down on the couch.

He squatted down, put his ear to Shen Wanying's bulging belly, and smiled gently on his face: "Little guy, are you good today?"

"He's always moving."

Shen Wanying stroked Chu Ning's face: "Your Highness, your face..."

"It doesn't matter."

Chu Ning stood up and said, "The genius doctor Sun Simiao is already waiting in the side hall. With him here, I will definitely get better."

Shen Wanying tightly grasped Chu Ning's hand: "Your Highness, Qin State..."

"rest assured."

A cold light flashed in Chu Ning's eyes: "I have my own plans. You should have a good rest first. I have to go see my father."

Walking out of the bedroom, Chu Ning's face instantly turned cold.

He looked up in the direction of the palace, a meaningful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.