The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

Chapter 124: Catching a Turtle in a Jar 2

Ji Yinghuai glanced at the steaming teapot. After not seeing him for a year, his brother had grown a lot.

He walked over, lifted his clothes and sat down, then looked at Ji Zexu sitting opposite him.

Looking at the hostility between Ji Zexu's eyebrows, he was stunned for a moment. This should be the first time he truly understood this second brother.

She no longer followed him respectfully and affectionately, calling him brother, and the innocent intelligence was gone from her eyes, which were now filled with calculation and sinisterness.

"Brother has been watching me, but you don't recognize me as your brother after not seeing you for a year." Ji Zexu handed the brewed tea to Ji Yinghuai. The sinister look on his face disappeared in an instant, and he returned to his previous gentle appearance. However, those eyes could not hide the malice in them.

"I have not heard from my elder brother for a long time, and I have been very worried. How is he doing now? He may have to return to the army, but it may be difficult to explain to the emperor." Ji Zexu asked tentatively.

He was not sure whether Ji Yinghuai knew about what he had done. Although he had fallen into the trap and returned home, he still had some doubts in his heart. His elder brother was not a stupid man. Even if he did not have exact evidence, he had at least found some clues.

If those things had not been found out, after hearing those words of concern and greetings, Ji Yinghuai might have still believed like a fool that the other party really cared about him.

He did not touch the teacup in front of him, and said calmly: "Of course I will come back. My death was just a conspiracy. I made you worry about me, Zexu. There are still 200,000 soldiers in the army waiting for me to return. Besides, you know that the emperor and I grew up together. Once the traitor is caught, I can also return to the court with my merits. By then, I will still be your big brother, and you will still be my second in command. With my protection, no one dares to bully you."

Ji Yinghuai spoke the last few words word by word.

Sure enough, Ji Zexu's expression changed immediately.

Now that he has the tiger talisman in his hand, it is impossible for him to go back just because Ji Yinghuai says so. Ji Yinghuai is now a dead man, and he is the hope of this huge palace, the next King of Zhanbei. He no longer needs to be as humble as before.

Thinking of this, Ji Zexu smiled sarcastically: "The tiger talisman is in my hand now. The emperor has already issued an imperial decree. If I go back on my word, where is my authority? If you want to return to the army, you can serve under me. But your current status is inconvenient, so I'm afraid you can only be a nobody."

Ji Yinghuai raised his eyebrows and picked up the teacup. His slender fingers tapped the wall of the teacup: "Are you not pretending anymore?"

He looked at Ji Zexu with a half-smile and poured the tea in his hand onto the ground. The ground was corroded instantly, and a layer of fine bubbles immediately appeared after a burst of white smoke.

Ji Zexu's face was filled with surprise. What he had just done was extremely secretive. How did Ji Yinghuai know that there was poison in the teacup?

The change in his facial expression only lasted for a moment, and Ji Zexu returned to his sinister expression.

So what if he knew it was poisonous? None of this mattered anymore. It wasn’t like he had only prepared this plan.

Noticing that people were quickly gathering around him, Ji Yinghuai did not show any worry on his face. He looked at Ji Zexu and said coldly: "This is your true self. I was really blind before."

A sinister smile flashed across Ji Zexu's face, perhaps because he knew that today would be the last time they would see each other, and he would no longer have to live under Ji Yinghuai's shadow. He laughed a few times, "Yes, on what basis were you sent to the army when you were only a teenager? Whether it was the military camp or the capital, everyone knew that the palace had a famous prince, and you were directly made a king of a different surname for your outstanding military exploits. But who knew that I was also a man of both civil and military talents, and was not inferior to you at all. On what basis should I live under your shadow all my life? Everyone mentioned how romantic and unrestrained you were, and how bravely you killed the enemy on the battlefield, and said that I--"

Ji Zexu's face turned cold, and his eyes were filled with hatred. "A son born to a concubine. My father and mother knew each other first. I am only a few days younger than you. Why should I be a bastard and be inferior to you? You disdained the position of the crown prince and were crowned king early. As for me, everyone said that I was not worthy of the position of the crown prince."

He stared at Ji Yinghuai with resentment, but he was better than Ji Yinghuai in one aspect. Thinking of this, Ji Zexu put on a relaxed smile: "Seeing you smiling at me every day, and your loving mother coaxing me to call her son, I feel sick. Don't you know? She didn't read any of the letters you sent back. I always burned them for various reasons, but she never blamed me."

Seeing Ji Yinghuai's frown, Ji Zexu smiled more happily: "But I am luckier than you in one respect. I have a father who loves me and a mother who loves me. Although your mother is a little stupid, she is quite nice to me. I told her that you might not be dead and I miss my brother, and she immediately sent someone to spread the news. You were easily tricked back."

Although he already knew these things, Ji Yinghuai still felt upset when Ji Zexu said it so nonchalantly.

Ji Zexu's mother died early, and he had been with the old princess since he was a child. The old princess treated him better than her own son, but in Ji Zexu's eyes, she seemed stupid.

Ji Yinghuai's eyes were filled with darkness, and he looked at Ji Zexu who was smiling hypocritically with murderous intent in his eyes: "She really loves you, you shouldn't say that to her."

Ji Zexu was touched by his eyes. Although he had been on the battlefield, he had always been protected by Ji Yinghuai behind him, and he had never seen Ji Yinghuai stare at him with such eyes.

It was as if he was looking at a dead man, without the slightest fluctuation, and his aura was extremely cold, as if he could rush up and break his neck in the next second.

Since the relationship had already been torn apart, Ji Zexu said directly: "If you still have the last bit of mother-son affection in mind, hand over the troops your father gave you. Otherwise, today will not only be the day you die, but your mother will also have to go down to accompany you."

"Then give it a try." Ji Yinghuai sneered.

The two were not far away from each other, so he quickly dodged and the two started fighting in the study.

A lot of Ji Zexu's Kung Fu was taught by him, and Ji Yinghuai would not show any mercy. His moves were aimed at either killing or crippling the opponent.

Ji Zexu was no match for him. After a few moves, he gradually fell into a disadvantage and suffered injuries of varying degrees all over his body.

The guards outside the door heard the noise and quickly surrounded them.

Ji Zexu dodged and stood a little further away from Ji Yinghuai. Ji Yinghuai's skills were actually enough to restrain him, but he did not move.