The clingy concubine ran away, and the sickly prince lost control.

"This matter is directed at me. First, they wanted to poison me to death, and now they want me to die on the battlefield. I'll grant their wish and save them from having any other ideas." Pei Shiyuan's dark eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Three days later, the army set off.

Luo Qingyan saw them off from the city tower with tears in her eyes.

As war broke out, the people of the capital were in turmoil, and many came to see him off. Ordinary citizens stood at a distance, forming layers upon layers of people.

"Little sister, don't cry."

Luo Haitang gracefully approaches.

"Sister, now that you're rich, even on such a solemn day, you're dressed in pink and bright colors."

Luo Qingyan left after saying that.

Liu Yue glared at Luo Haitang with disdain.

After everyone had gone, Luo Haitang jumped up and down, shouting, "Who do you think you are? How dare a mere servant give her face? Don't you know who the Third Prince is?"

"Mother, look."

She then acted coquettishly towards Madam Sun.

Lady Sun was also dressed smartly, and Haitang won the favor of the Third Prince, receiving many rewards.

The entire household was proud of this.

Yong'er's future career prospects are promising.

"Haitang, don't bother with these lowly people. Going to war is just sending them to their deaths. When the news of their deaths comes, they'll be crying. I'll have to go and comfort them myself then." Madam Sun raised her voice, speaking in the direction Luo Qingyan had left.

She'll go back now and curse Pei Shiyuan to die every day, whether he lives or dies, and he won't be able to come back alive.

The glamorous life in the capital belonged only to her, Luo Haitang, and Luo Chengyong.

Luo Dao and Chengdu are unworthy of each other; they are completely infatuated with that vixen Piao Xue.

Lately, that bitch Piaoxue hasn't left the house at all; I wonder what she's up to? Probably some kind of way to seduce men again.

"Army of curses, open your mouths!"

Suddenly a cold, sharp voice came from behind, and Sun was startled, as if she had been pierced through by a cold sword.

She shrank back and turned around, only to see the Duchess of Xun and the Lady of Jianning. She immediately felt a warm sensation in her trousers and cursed inwardly, "Why haven't those two old hags left yet?"

The marriage between the two families could not be arranged in secret, but in public it was an imperial decree that could not be disobeyed.

Feeling a sense of shared misfortune, the two ladies chatted for a while longer, which made outsiders and the Emperor think that they really liked the marriage.

Before leaving, Pei Shiyuan instructed that everything should be done according to those people's wishes.

As the two were talking, they heard Sun say something about a large army going on a campaign, talking about dead people.

Granny Zheng stepped forward and slapped Madam Sun's face repeatedly, saying, "I'll teach you to talk nonsense."

Before long, Sun's face was swollen like a peach, with patches of blue and red.

The two ladies turned and left.

The Sun family is capable enough to get Luo Haitang to marry the Third Prince.

Granny Zheng spat at Madam Sun and left.

"Mother, look, they don't treat us like human beings at all. They're not even taking the Third Prince seriously," Luo Haitang said coquettishly.

"There's no need to bother the Third Prince with such a trivial matter. They consider themselves noble ladies of the capital and have always looked down on us. Hmph, Pei Shiyuan is a sickly man; he'll most likely die on the battlefield. Let's see how long they can be so arrogant."

Sun wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth angrily.

Luo Qingyan and Che Jia waited for the old lady ahead; they were going to watch the martial arts competition together.

Originally, they were all men, but Cui Hui had said she wanted to participate in the martial arts competition since she came to the capital, so they went to watch.

In these turbulent times, nothing else can happen to our family.

A moment later, the carriages of the Duke's Mansion and the Marquis of Jianning Mansion slowly came to a stop at the martial arts arena.

On the arena surrounded by high fences, warriors from the Southern Frontier and soldiers from the Great Sheng Dynasty faced off.

"Bang"

The soldiers of the Sheng Dynasty were lifted high and thrown over the fence, landing on the ground, spitting blood.

Luo Qingyan was shocked by what she saw.

"This is the tenth already. Does your Great Sheng still have anyone left?" The warrior from Southern Xinjiang on the stage patted his pectoral muscles with his muscular arms.

"I'll do it."

"No, Your Highness." Crown Prince Xiao Jingxu tried to step forward, but was held back by his attendants.

Luo Qingyan glanced sideways. Xiao Jingxu was so scared that he wet himself when Pei Shiyuan tied him up last time. How dare he go up to the martial arts stage?

She crept closer and overheard Xiao Jingxu whispering to his attendant, "Even if it's just bluffing, I have to say something."

The attendants were relieved, as they were afraid the prince might impulsively step onto the dueling platform.

They all knew that the Crown Prince was not good at martial arts. If he were to be beaten, how would they explain it to the Emperor and Empress?

Luo Qingyan smiled, her lips curving upwards. The emperor of Dasheng was incompetent and the crown prince was useless. Who knew how long their precarious existence could last?

If another rebellion breaks out, there may be no one like the old Duke Xun to save the emperor.

After squeezing through the crowd, I finally found Cui Hui.

Cui Hui was dressed in men's clothing.

"Miss Cui, why are you dressed like this?" Luo Qingyan asked, noting that Cui Hui was dressed like a servant.

Although this young lady is skilled in martial arts, she is also very particular, and her clothing and tea are of high quality.

Every men's outfit he usually wears is flashy and attracts girls' attention when he walks by.

"First, I want him to look down on me and become arrogant; second, I, an ordinary citizen, can defeat him and dampen his spirits." Cui Hui crossed her arms and spoke calmly.

Looking at Cui Hui, Luo Qingyan felt she was glowing and smiled, "If they knew you were a woman, they would be even more ashamed."

"I'm going." Cui Hui leaped onto the dueling platform.

As expected, this drew a round of ridicule.

"Haha, where did this brat come from?"

The people in the audience were also shocked. Who is this?

He doesn't look like someone from Beijing.

"Enough with the nonsense." Cui Hui unleashed her attack.

The old lady clutched her chest in distress. Hui'er insisted on competing with men for status, and she was truly worried that she would be no match for her and would suffer a great loss.

After three moves, the warrior from southern Xinjiang on the stage began to stagger and lose his footing.

After five moves, he was already lying on the stage. After struggling to get up, he still refused to admit defeat.

Cui Hui simply delivered a flying kick, sending the person off the stage.

"Ooooooooo"

Cheers erupted from the audience.

Cui Hui raised her hands and cheered in victory.

If she wants to earn an official position, she has to produce results first.

Sure enough, Xiao Jingxu walked over.

"Where are you from?"

Xiao Jingxu stood with his hands behind his back, his nostrils flared, and asked.

"My name is Cui Hui, from Qinghe," Cui Hui replied, bowing slightly.

The old lady hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and rushed over here.

If Cui Hui had earned her fame and fortune through merit in the past, she would have been happy for her, but things are different now; the emperor doesn't truly care for them.

Hui'er must not get involved anymore.

"Your Highness, my niece, Hui'er, is only a novice in martial arts; she's nothing to brag about," the old lady said respectfully.

"A woman?" The Crown Prince glared at Cui Hui.

Cui Hui nodded in agreement.

"How dare you! A woman disguised as a man, deceiving the emperor!" Xiao Jingxu declared, displaying the authority of a crown prince.

Hearing that it was the Cui family and Pei Shiyuan's group gave him a headache.

"Your Highness, we want the Southern Frontier to know that their warriors can't even defeat a woman from the Great Sheng." Luo Qingyan hurried over, bowed, and added, taking off Cui Hui's hat as she did so. Her beautiful hair fell loose, showing both strength and beauty.

Xiao Jingxu's eyes widened noticeably, and he murmured, "That's true."

So he roared at the envoy from the southern border: "You can't even beat the women of my Great Sheng!"

The old lady pulled Cui Hui away.

"Aunt, get out of the crowd." Cui Hui broke free from the old lady's hand.