Lu Xiaoyun's forehead veins throbbed a few times, but she resisted the urge to throw him on the bed and fed him spoonful by spoonful.
There was no other way. If this guy didn't care about anything, the original owner's small body couldn't withstand such abuse. If he accidentally lost his life, that would be a huge disaster.
Zhu Yu ate very slowly, his phoenix eyes fixed on Lu Xiaoyun: "I'm sorry, I won't let your body get hurt again."
Lu Xiaoyun gritted her teeth: "Good to know."
One was fed quickly, while the other ate very slowly.
One person wanted to feed the other a whole bowl of porridge with a spoonful, while the other wished the porridge in the bowl would never be finished.
She said, "Qi Shaocheng is here."
"Um."
"It should be about handing over the tiger tally."
"Um."
"I've had Yuan Xiu handle the extra compensation for the Northern Army, according to the amount you originally agreed upon."
"good."
Lu Xiaoyun gritted her teeth: "Zhu Yu, besides 'uh-huh' and 'okay,' do you have any other suggestions?"
Zhu Yu looked up at her: "You are a prince, you have the final say."
Lu Xiaoyun had a headache; Zhu Yu, who had miraculously survived and woken up, was in such a daze.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, I'll make the decisions. From now on, I'll be in charge of everything in the Prince's Mansion."
"good."
Lu Xiaoyun choked and had no choice but to explain: "What I mean is that although you have handed over the Tiger Tally, the Northern Army must not fall into the hands of the Crown Prince and the Third Prince, so it would be better to hand it over to Qi Shaocheng."
"good."
"But Qi Shaocheng is, after all, your subordinate. Would the Emperor agree to that?"
Zhu Yu looked up at her: "Qi Shaocheng comes from the Yongbo Marquis's mansion. The Yongbo Marquis is loyal to Father Emperor. In recent years, the Crown Prince and the Third Prince have both tried to win him over, but he has turned them down. Father Emperor is aware of this, so Father Emperor would never doubt the Yongbo Marquis's loyalty."
That's true. As an emperor who is inherently suspicious, it's impossible that the Eastern Palace and the Third Prince's residence were not without people planted by the old emperor.
“It’s been a few days since you handed over the Tiger Tally. I’m guessing Father is also having a headache about who to entrust this army to. Tell him to accompany Marquis Yongbo to court these days, to discuss matters together, and to agree with Marquis Yongbo on all matters. Father will see this and he will naturally understand. We won’t need to do anything, so as not to make things worse.”
As Lu Xiaoyun used a handkerchief to wipe the porridge stains from the corners of Zhu Yu's mouth, she nodded in agreement: "The most important thing is that the Emperor wouldn't feel at ease handing the Northern Army over to anyone else. Qi Shaocheng is the deputy general of the Northern Army, so he became the Emperor's best choice. He would think that handing it over to Qi Shaocheng is equivalent to having 200,000 brave and skilled Northern Army soldiers in his hands."
Lu Xiaoyun paused and then said, "Moreover, the Third Prince's maternal grandfather, the Duke of Yingguo, commands the 150,000-strong Xishan Military Camp. Although nominally there to protect the safety of the Shengjing Imperial City, he has long been loyal to the Third Prince. How can one allow another to sleep soundly beside one's bed? At this time, the Northern Army has become the best tool for the Emperor to restrain the Duke of Yingguo."
Zhu Yu was surprised that Lu Xiaoyun was so perceptive and understood so quickly. He lowered his head, took a small sip of porridge, and swallowed it: "Lu Xiaoyun, you did a great job."
Lu Xiaoyun smiled faintly: "The emperor has a good plan. He wants to use the Northern Army to check the Duke of Yingguo, and also to check my father and brothers."
Zhu Yu remained silent. His father was naturally suspicious, and besides the Northern Army, he had other bargaining chips.
"Then you should eat quickly. I need to go see Qi Shaocheng as soon as possible and tell him about this. He's been waiting in the study for half an hour."
Zhu Yu snorted coldly, still eating slowly and deliberately, swallowing the mouthful of porridge in his mouth, and mumbled, "He is your fiancé."
"Yes, that's right. I didn't expect him to be so capable. He's only been in the army for eight years, and he's already become a deputy general in the Northern Army. Not bad, he's an ambitious young man." Lu Xiaoyun replied carelessly.
She praised her fiancé in front of him!
Zhu Yu's face immediately darkened: "So, you're in such a hurry to see your fiancé?"
"What?"
"Are you in such a hurry to see him?"
"Didn't you tell me to go see him?"
Zhu Yu pushed the bowl away: "You can go now, I'm not eating anymore, hurry up and go see him."
Lu Xiaoyun felt that Zhu Yu's outburst of anger was a bit inexplicable. What was wrong with him now?
Zhu Yu lay down angrily, leaving his back to her.
Lu Xiaoyun felt that Zhu Yu was just being unreasonable.
Seeing that he had left Qi Shaocheng alone in the study for quite a while, he put down his bowl and said, "I'll have Li Feng come and serve you something to eat."
Zhu Yu said angrily, "I'm not eating, I'm full!"
Lu Xiaoyun thought Zhu Yu was a bit crazy. Looking at Zhu Yu, who was facing inward and didn't intend to pay attention to her, she said, "Okay, you can rest now." After saying that, she opened the door and left.
Zhu Yu's face turned ashen when he heard the door close.
She... she really left!
As soon as the woman heard that her fiancé had arrived, she immediately abandoned him.
It's just a matter of feeding her a few mouthfuls of porridge, is there such a rush?
But Zhu Yu immediately became frustrated. Qi Shaocheng was much better than him. He was good-looking, had a good temper, and was skilled in both literature and martial arts.
If the two of them were to divorce, Qi Shaocheng would be a very good choice.
Zhu Yu slowly sat up, picked up the bowl, and silently drank the porridge.
When Lu Xiaoyun entered the study, she saw a young man dressed in silver armor sitting upright. His clear eyes held a fierce determination, and he had a high nose, wheat-colored skin, and his hands resting on his knees with distinct knuckles.
He has long since shed the naivety of his youth eight years ago, and now possesses a masculine aura unique to men.
The original owner was truly blind; she couldn't even be interested in a fiancé like that.
Upon seeing that "Prince An" was unharmed, he quickly stood up, smiled slightly, and a gentle warmth seeped out from his otherwise tough exterior.
He bowed and said, "This humble general greets Your Highness."
Lu Xiaoyun nodded slightly, gesturing for him to sit down.
Qi Shaocheng knelt down on one knee before him: "Your Highness, this humble general is willing to follow Your Highness to the death."
Lu Xiaoyun was taken aback for a moment, then quickly helped him up: "Get up, get to the point."
When Qi Shaocheng saw that "Prince An" was indeed as rumored, no longer as cold and aloof as before, he choked up. He should have been there on the wedding day too.
But His Highness is marrying his former fiancée. How can he possibly attend this banquet?
Unexpectedly, on the day of his wedding, His Highness was assassinated, his life hanging by a thread, and several times it seemed he could not be saved.
His eyes were slightly red: "Your Highness, what are your injuries?"
"It's alright, you're almost fully recovered."
"I heard that Your Highness cannot use force for the next two or three years?" This is what Lu Xiaoyun said in front of all the civil and military officials when she handed over the tiger tally.
She nodded slightly: "It's not that serious, it's just an opportunity to hand over the Northern Army."
"Your Highness..." Qi Shaocheng's throat tightened, unsure of what to say. The prince must have his reasons for handing over the tiger tally.
That's all.
The current emperor is not the former emperor. His ascension to the throne was shrouded in mystery, and he is inherently suspicious. The prince's military achievements are too great.
Everyone says that someone's achievements overshadow the emperor's, but the prince is, after all, the emperor's son.
"Your Highness, this humble general is willing to follow you to the death."
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