Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2513 Giving away

"Are you talking about the Prince of Yuyang in the middle Tang Dynasty?"

"That's right," Murong Feilan nodded, "Song Zhai is extremely intelligent and the most resourceful person I have ever met. He should have a way to heal Baoyue's body."

"Then send someone to invite Lord Song over."

Ji Jiashu looked at Ying Baoyue lying unconscious on the bed, and said anxiously, "Just tell us what you need us to do."

"please?"

Murong Feilan was a little surprised. "You mean to ask Song Zhai to come to Afang Palace? I'm afraid that won't work."

"Why?" Ji Jiashu was stunned. "Does it require a very high price?"

"That's not the case," Murong Feilan bent down and touched Ying Baoyue's forehead, and sure enough, it was burning hot.

"If Baoyue is in trouble, Song Zhai will definitely save her, but Qionghua Jun can't leave Zhong Tang."

"He has a noble status, but his realm is low. It would be dangerous for him to leave his territory," Murong Feilan explained.

Song Zhai, as an important figure in the middle Tang Dynasty, was only at the seventh level. This made it inconvenient for him to travel, and he would not easily leave his mansion.

"Besides, his realm is not high enough to travel quickly. Even if he wants to get to Afang Palace, it will take at least half a month."

In Ying Baoyue’s current state, he can’t hold on that long.

"What should we do?" Ji Jiashu became increasingly anxious. "Can we send someone to pick him up? If I go, I will do my best to ensure his safety."

Murong Feilan shook his head, "The best way is to send Baoyue to Zhong Tang."

"Zhongtang has a warm climate, making it a great place for recuperation."

The reason why Ying Baoyue's body was damaged to this extent was largely due to her frequent visits to the bitter cold land over the past year. Even though she had become a heavenly cultivator and her body structure had changed, a cultivator was still a mortal.

"She is a girl after all. If she doesn't take good care of herself, she will develop a chronic illness. If she wants to..."

Murong Feilan wanted to say something but stopped himself. Considering Ji Jiashu's age, he swallowed some of his words.

Ji Jiashu didn't realize the problem and asked stupidly, "What about the future? Will it have any impact on Baoyue?"

Murong Feilan was somewhat helpless and whispered, "Ying Xun's mother and the previous queen of Dongwu both died of dystocia."

Ji Jiashu was stunned and couldn't even speak smoothly, "You, you are worried..."

  Are you worried that Ying Baoyue will be left with a disease that will affect your fertility?

"I worry too much," Murong Feilan was unwilling to say more about this matter. After all, it was Ying Baoyue's choice whether to have a child or not, "but her body really needs to be taken care of."

If all the hidden diseases are not resolved this time, and Ying Baoyue barely covers them up, big problems will really arise later.

"I understand," Ji Jiashu's expression became serious, "In that case, send her to Zhong Tang."

"We will solve the other problems."

Ying Baoyue had just ascended the throne but had to leave Afang Palace. He was very clear about how much impact this incident would have on the court situation of Former Qin.

But for the sake of Ying Baoyue's health, they have to hold on no matter how much pressure they are under.

Murong Feilan knew how difficult this matter was. Seeing that Ji Jiashu could make up his mind, he smiled with relief.

"You are so courageous. You are worthy of being the new Former Qin State Master."

"National Master?" Ji Jiashu was stunned when he heard this. "Who are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about you," Murong Feilan smiled, "Baoyue told me before she passed out that she decided to appoint you as the new imperial master of Former Qin."

"I?"

Ji Jiashu froze, "How can I be worthy of..."

"Whether the Imperial Master is worthy of the position is up to the King, you don't have to worry too much," Murong Feilan said calmly, "She is determined to use you, you just need to say whether you are willing or not."

Ji Jiashu lowered his head and was silent for a moment.

"If she can trust me, I am willing."

Murong Feilan quietly looked at the determined young man in front of him, as if he saw another group of ambitious young people more than ten years ago. He closed his eyes and said, "I wish you good luck in martial arts."

“I believe that your achievements will surpass your father’s in the future.”

Ji Jiashu smiled and said, "I don't want to compare myself with that person. He is him, and I am me."

Murong Feilan opened his eyes slightly and smiled, "You are right."

Although the young man in front of him was ten years younger than him, Murong Feilan did not act like an elder in front of him. He looked him straight in the eye and said, "Then, Former Qin State Master, let's first discuss how to send Baoyue to Zhongtang."

This is the real headache.

Ji Jiashu breathed a sigh of relief.

He lowered his head to look at Ying Baoyue lying on the bed, "Will she... remain unconscious forever?"

If Ying Baoyue remained unconscious, she would need to be taken to Zhong Tang by carriage, and the journey would be delayed for a long time.

"will not."

Murong Feilan glanced down and said, "If I leave now, she will wake up immediately."

Ji Jiashu was stunned when he heard this. He followed Murong Feilan's gaze and found that Ying Baoyue's hand was holding the corner of Murong Feilan's clothes.

Like an insecure child.

Murong Feilan sighed in her heart. The displaced upbringing she had experienced in her childhood had transformed her body into such an insecure state.

Even though his body was covered in wounds, as soon as he sensed danger, Ying Baoyue would instinctively tense his nerves and force himself to stay awake.

"When Ying Su just passed away, she couldn't sleep for whole nights," Murong Feilan said, "She could only fall asleep when the Great God of Destiny was by her side."

Ji Jiashu was stunned, "So you are like this."

"Has she ever fallen asleep next to you when she was not feeling well?" Murong Feilan asked.

Ji Jiashu nodded. He couldn't help but think of that night in Xiling Snow Mountain. "Li Ji was there that night too."

"is it?"

Murong Feilan lowered his eyes with a complicated expression.

"Logically, as the Imperial Master, you should stay in the Afang Palace to stabilize the situation, but for safety's sake, you should go with her, at least send her to Zhong Tang."

Anyway, with Ji Jiashu's level of attainment, it would only take less than half a day for him to return to Afang Palace from Zhong Tang.

Ji Jiashu felt relieved. He was just worried that Murong Feilan would not let him send someone off.

He would feel anxious if Ying Baoyue left his sight now.

"How long will Baoyue stay in Zhong Tang?"

Murong Feilan pondered for a moment, "Given her injuries, she will need at least half a month to recuperate."

"Half a month?"

Ji Jiashu suddenly felt overwhelmed.

"Then...what should we do in Afang Palace?"

“How can I explain this to the courtiers?”

If Ying Baoyue claimed to be ill and did not attend court at this time, it would certainly cause an uproar inside and outside the court. But if she did not have a suitable reason, it would not be an excuse for her, as a monarch, not to show up for several days.

In fact, there is a way, which is to let Ying Xun act as the prince to govern the country, but Ji Jiashu knows very well that this is a method that must not be touched.

"I have an idea," Murong Feilan smiled.

"Let Baoyue lead the army in person."