The Blessed

"So you're not going to the capital after you give birth?"

Not wanting to linger on his personal thing, Zeng Shaoqing tried to switch the topic back. Although both Yunhan and Seven didn’t say anything, he knew that they missed Ling Jingxuan. He remembered that when he knew that Ling Jingxuan got pregnant, Seven was so excited that he even forgot about the etiquettes and nearly bumped into His Majesty. After going back, he got scolded for the first time. That was also why they didn’t send Ling Jingxuan gifts for the Spring Festival. His emperor cousin was kind of paranoid and liked transferring his anger on others. During that period of time, both Yunhan and Seven lived in horror all day. Only until he cooled his temper and showed his presence at Fuqing Palace did they feel much relieved.

“After giving birth, I still need at least one or two months for recuperation. When giving birth to Wen and Wu, I didn’t nurse my body well, so, I am still like this whatever supplements I take. So, this time, I want to take this opportunity to nourish my body. Anyway, Shengrui has just won the war and it’s safe at the boarders. It would be fine even if we go to the capital two months late.”

Ling Jingxuan held his head with a hand against the stone table. If possible, he really didn’t want to go. Intriguing against each other all the year around, he’d definitely die young! However prosperous it is in the capital, how could it compare with the leisure life in the countryside?

"Just because he has won the war, he’d be busier. If he keeps staying here, the one in the place will find the existence of your kids. After the imperial decree is issued, you have to go even if you don’t want to then.”

This time, Yan Shengrui had made the most outstanding achievements that no one had ever made for hundreds of years. Except him, all the officers and soldiers under him would receive their rewards according to their merits. The one in the palace was still waiting for him to go back for the celebration banquet. How would it do if Shengrui the key role was absent? Even if Shengrui didn’t care about those rewards, he had to care about his soldiers. Without them, how would he shine?

"I already forgot about that. Hehe…then wait for His Majesty’s imperial decree.”

Ling Jingxuan totally held the music-or-die attitude. Even if it was the emperor, as long as he didn’t want it, no one could convince him. Even the sky fell, his man would hold it for him. Why should he wrong himself?

"Forget it. I guess my big cousin’s imperial decree doesn’t work here. By the way, have you received the letter from Shengrui? It’s been over a month. Even the captured princes and generals of the nomads have been escorted back to the capital, while he still hasn’t submitted his own memorials. What’s going on?”

Zeng Shaoqing helplessly shook his head and resumed his solemn appearance. Shengrui’s behavior was too abnormal this time. At first, he thought he’d come back here. But seen from now, he should still be at the boarders. Then why hadn’t he submitted his memorials to claim credits for himself and his soldiers?

"He didn't submit the memorials?"

Hearing that, Ling Jingxuan couldn’t help picking his eyebrows with surprise. Yan Shengrui had never written him a letter and he had thought it was because he was too busy after the huge win, never expected…Something happened to him? Thinking of this, face sunk, Ling Jingxuan summoned Yan Yi. Seeing that he was not in the mood, Yan Yi even dare not breathe heavily, only getting on one knee there.

"Tell me, what's wrong with Shengrui?"

If something really happened, Yan Yi who was responsible for collecting intelligence must know, Ling Jingxuan's expression was enveloped with a layer of killing intent, which made Yan Yi shudder subconsciously. After some hesitation, he reported slowly, “The master met the remnants of the nomads when they folded back. Their leader was the valiant and brave Prince Longxie of the nomads. And the master got shot accidentally. The head of the arrow is smeared with some kind of strong poison. After Yan Si brought him back, he had concealed the news to the outside, and then summoned all doctors in the army to cure him. But those doctors could do nothing since none knew what kind of poison it is. Finally, it is the detoxifying pills you gave him worked. The master thought you may be worried, so he ordered us not to tell you about it. But please rest assured. The master has basically recovered. And he’d come back in a few days.”

Yan Yi chose his words as carefully as possible, only afraid to displease him. Even his expression made him so stressed.

"Is that so? You may go down."

Unexpectedly, Ling Jingxuan not only did not get angry, but looked surprisingly calm, so calm that it gave one some kind of blue fear. Yan Yi carefully lifted his head to look at him, then hurriedly got on both his knees, “Your subordinate deserves to die! Please punish me!”

His reaction was too abnormal. So, instead of reassuring him, it made him even more nervous.

"No, you're not wrong. You're loyal to your master. What's wrong with that? Go away, I don't want to see you just yet."

Maybe because of the pregnancy, he even forgot that Yan Yi was Shengrui's subordinate, not his, so that after such a big thing happened, they still dare to keep it from him. If it hadn’t been he was thoughtful enough to prepare everything he could for Shengrui, maybe now they had already been separated forever! And the thing is he even didn’t have a chance to see him for the last time.