Chapter 745 I'll Recognize Him Even If He Turns into Ashes
The atmosphere in the room relaxed, and Tuo Lin and the others who were originally angry also smiled happily.
Someone spoke up, "The new emperor of the Wei Dynasty will be enthroned in the next two days. If that bastard Xiahou Ling hadn't ruined the prince consort's plans in Zhaozhou, we could have given the new emperor a great gift."
"Yes, it's a pity that the Emperor of Wei doesn't like beautiful women or indulge in pleasure, otherwise there would be other ways."
"How can there be an emperor who is not lustful?" someone sneered.
The man who had spoken earlier replied, "This is the new emperor of the Wei Dynasty. I heard that he and the queen have known each other for a long time and have a deep relationship. For her sake, the new emperor has kept all six palaces empty and has not chosen a concubine. Previously, our few remaining spies wanted to use this as an excuse to stir up trouble in the Wei Dynasty and get the old-fashioned people in the Wei court to force the new emperor to choose a concubine, but the new emperor refused to give in."
"I remember the name of the Queen of the Wei Dynasty... Song Tangning? I heard she was related to Song Jinxiu..."
Ji Rongqing's expression paused slightly, and his face turned pale.
The people below continued talking.
"Is this true?"
"Of course it's true. Song Jinxiu is Song Tangning's cousin."
Song Jinxiu's affairs were not a secret. When he entered Beiling, the Song family's background had been thoroughly investigated. Naturally, many people knew about the relationship between him and the Queen of Wei.
Although they hated the Great Wei and could not bear to see the Wei Dynasty at peace, they also had no good face for those who were treacherous. What the Song family did would be despised even in Beiling, not to mention the Wei Dynasty, which attached the most importance to propriety and integrity. In addition, Song Jinxiu betrayed his motherland and defected to Beiling, and now he is helping Beiling to attack the Great Wei.
This is no longer an ordinary ungrateful person. It is precisely because of this that even though Song Jinxiu has won the favor of the Khan in Beiling, he is still despised and no one is willing to associate with him.
The people below were talking excitedly, and Ji Rongqing, who had originally had an indifferent expression, lowered his eyes as if he was distracted.
Wu Ya was impatient to listen to these nonsense, so she waved her hand and said, "Alright, it's late, let's all go."
She turned her head to look to the side.
"Rong Qing, do you have anything else to say?"
When Ji Rongqing looked up, his voice became a little softer, but no one noticed.
"Generals, you are all smart men. I don't need to explain anything else, but we are about to embark on a campaign, and we must not allow anything to go wrong. No matter what the people in the Imperial Master's Mansion do or say these days, generals, please be patient for now and don't bother with them, lest you fall into their trap."
Tuo Lin said, "What about the Great Wei..."
"No news is good news. Although the Zhaozhou incident was disrupted, it can still test the depth of the Wei Dynasty. The Imperial Preceptor's Office can win over Southern Qi and Western Xinjiang, which is good news for Beiling." Ji Rongqing said, "The Khan's intention should be to attack before the Wei New Year. Generals, please prepare."
Upon hearing this, several people responded quickly.
"Yes, Prince Consort."
After Ji Rongqing gave a few instructions, several people bowed and left.
When the two of them were the only ones left in the room, Wu Ya lost her stern expression and turned to Ji Rongqing, saying, "Tuo Lin and the others are all impatient, and it's only you who can control them. But it's a good thing we have you, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do against that treacherous Xia Hou Ling."
"The Queen Mother was talking about you the other day. Let's go see her tomorrow and ask her personal chef to make your favorite roasted lamb... Rong Qing?!"
The man who was sitting next to her suddenly fell to the side. Wu Ya's face changed drastically in an instant. When she reached out to help him up, she saw that Ji Rongqing's face was pale, and blood was on his lips as he clenched his teeth tightly. His forehead was covered with fine beads of cold sweat.
Veins were exposed on his fair neck, and there were high protrusions on both sides of his forehead and temples. Ji Rongqing's originally cold and indifferent eyes were now a little bloodshot, and his whole body was spasming from time to time because of the pain.
"Rong Qing, your headache is coming back again?!"
Wu Ya looked flustered: "Where's your medicine?"
She held Ji Rongqing with one hand and reached into his sleeve, but found it empty. She then reached out to touch his chest, but before she could get close, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Wu Ya turned her head and faced Ji Rongqing's sweaty face.
"Rong Qing?"
Ji Rongqing grabbed her wrist, his voice trembling with pain: "The medicine is all used up..."
"Why didn't you tell me when it was used up?" Wu Ya was anxious.
Ji Rongqing didn't have the energy to answer. It felt like a huge axe was hammering at his head, and his bones ached as if they were about to break. The constant severe pain made his vision begin to go black.
Ji Rongqing couldn't help but groan in pain, blood dripping from between his teeth, his body trembling and he almost fell to the ground. The hand that was holding Wu Ya was so strong that it seemed as if it wanted to crush her bones.
Wu Ya felt pain in her wrist, but she didn't care about the bruises. She just supported Ji Rongqing and shouted:
"Someone, go get Doctor Hu!"
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The movements in Princess Chuyun's mansion could not be concealed from outsiders. When all the doctors in the royal court gathered at the princess's mansion, they were furious because they could not diagnose the prince consort's headache, and the news also reached the Imperial Master's Mansion.
Xiahou Ling, wearing a thick fur coat, listened to the report from the people around him with a smile on his face.
"Is Ji Rongqing's headache coming back again?"
The attendant said, "Yes, I heard that this time it's particularly severe. The medicine we asked for before is no longer effective."
"The people in the Princess's Mansion invited all the doctors from the royal court to come, but they couldn't suppress the pain. Ji Rongqing almost fainted from the pain. Princess Chuyun was furious and sent for traveling doctors from the city. They are still making a fuss."
The person that the people in the Imperial Master's Mansion hated the most was Ji Rongqing, who spoke with a gloating air.
"Master, tell me, how could Prince Consort Ji, who is so young, have contracted such a terrible disease? I heard that when his headaches flare up, he not only can't recognize people, but also rolls around on the ground like a madman. I wonder if he'll hang himself when the pain gets too much to bear."
Xiahou Ling chuckled when he heard this. He had been blinded in one eye a few years ago, and his face was half covered with a mask. When he was thinking about something, he liked to rub the edge of the injured eye with his hand.
At this time, he did not get angry when he heard the "bad words" from the people beside him. He just laughed and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, he is the prince consort after all."
The attendant curled his lips and said, "Indeed, our princess treats people like treasures."
Xiahou Ling paused, remembering the last time someone spoke ill of Ji Rongqing behind his back, Princess Chuyun brought people to his house and beat the person half to death, and even broke into his Imperial Master's residence.
Xiahou Ling turned his head and looked at the person beside him: "Does that Lu family member you mentioned also have a headache?"
In the shadows beside him, Song Jinxiu's expression was obscured by the dim light. He frowned and said, "Although he didn't have a headache before, I'm sure he is Lu Zhinian. We were classmates for several years and have been friends for many years. I know him better than anyone else..."
Even though his temperament had changed, becoming more vicious and expressionless than before, and his appearance had become somewhat different from before, looking sicklier and thinner, Song Jinxiu was absolutely certain that Ji Rongqing was Lu Zhinian.
He would recognize him even if he turned into ashes.
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