Chapter 434 Heavy Losses
The man in black bowed and reported.
"The Lord of Baise City is a skilled warrior and swordsman. The masters she sent were like grass in front of her, and she could kill them in an instant. From beginning to end, Jun Moye didn't make a single move. He looked sick and leaned against the carriage, as if he was seriously ill."
After hearing this, Emperor Tianyuan put down the memorial in his hand, his face gloomy as water: "How much is the loss?"
The man in black replied with a guilty look.
"My subordinates are incompetent. Of the fifty men I led, only twenty remain."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Tianyuan was furious and slammed the table and stood up.
"You're a bunch of good-for-nothings. Get out of here and start training again!"
Inside the inn, Su Hanchu took the medicine brought by Caiyue, signaled her to leave with his eyes, and then poured the medicine into the space.
After all, I'm just pretending to be sick, how can I really drink this bitter medicine every day?
"Aye, who do you think ordered this assassination?"
Jun Moye sat on the chair, a sarcastic smile on his face: "The Yulin Army came at the right time, who else could it be except that person?"
Su Hanchu walked forward, sat on his lap, put her arms around his neck, and whispered softly.
"My dear husband, as soon as we returned, they gave us such a generous gift. As the saying goes, it's impolite not to reciprocate. Shouldn't we also return a gift? After all, only by reciprocating can a relationship last."
Upon hearing this, Jun Moye looked at her with interest, stroked her waist gently, and asked with a smile.
"What are your plans at first?"
Su Hanchu leaned close to his ear and whispered a few words.
After hearing this, Jun Moye's eyes flashed with surprise, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an appreciative smile.
Seeing his reaction, Su Hanchu smiled like a blooming spring flower, and then snuggled into his arms.
Jun Moye stroked her hair and spoke softly.
"Okay, but I have to go with you, Chuchu. I'm just pretending to be sick, I'm not really sick."
Su Hanchu raised his head and looked at him.
"Okay, then we'll go meet our old friends together."
Then he began to give orders.
"Qing Gu."
Qinggu dodged and bowed.
"lady."
Su Hanchu spoke slowly.
"Contact Qingzhi and ask her to go to Yaoyue Tower and tell Baimei that she can mention the person prepared for Jun Moxu."
Qing Gu bowed when he heard this.
"yes."
A day passed in a flash.
Soon the day of the banquet arrived.
Jun Moyong came to the post station to take over to express Tianyuan’s importance to Baise City.
After some polite exchanges, he headed for the palace.
When we arrived at the palace gate, according to convention, no carriage was allowed to travel inside the palace.
Jun Moyong's voice came from outside the carriage.
"Lord City Lord, Young Master Jun, we have arrived at the palace."
As Caiyue lifted the car curtain.
Su Hanchu looked at the palace gate in front of him and sighed helplessly.
"Second Prince, the Tianyuan Palace is too big, and my husband is frail. Isn't there a sedan chair?"
Jun Moyong was stunned when he heard this.
"A sedan chair?"
Su Hanchu spoke as if it was a matter of course.
"Yes, my husband was injured in a battle in the northwest and was in a coma for half a month before waking up. The doctor said his life span was shortened. In the past few years, I have searched for famous doctors for him and prescribed countless medicines, but his health has not improved. The post station boils medicine every day. Isn't there anyone at the post station who reports this?"
Jun Moyong finally pursed his lips, not knowing what to say for a moment. He looked at Jun Moye who was leaning against the wall of the carriage and spoke tentatively.
"Cousin, how about I help you?"
Jun Moye moved his body, as if he was about to get up.
"Then please..."
Su Hanchu held his hand and pulled him to sit down.
"Second Prince, my husband is weak, so it's better for him to ride on the sedan chair. What if he gets tired? I will be so distressed."
As he said this, he smiled at Jun Moyong.
Jun Moyong looked embarrassed.
"This prince was inconsiderate. I will report this to my father."
He quickly whispered a few words to the attendants around him.
The attendant ran quickly towards the palace.
Soon several eunuchs came carrying a sedan chair.
Jun Moyong spoke with a smile.
"Lord City Lord, please."
Su Hanchu helped Jun Moye into the sedan chair and gave instructions to the eunuchs who were carrying the sedan chair.
"Thank you for your hard work, eunuchs. My husband is not in good health. Please walk carefully. If you fall, be careful that your emperor will punish you. I will not plead for mercy then."
Jun Moyong immediately spoke from the side.
"Please rest assured, Lord City Lord. The eunuchs who carry the sedan chair in the palace are all well-trained and nothing will go wrong."
"Let's go."
Su Hanchu spoke jokingly upon hearing this.
"Don't worry, Second Prince. I've been having bad luck lately. I was blocked at the gate of Tianyuan Imperial City for half a day. A few days ago, there were horse frights and assassinations on the streets. Although they were all harmless little things, they happened too often and I'm getting a little fed up."
At this time in Taiwei Palace, the delicious dishes were already on the table.
Jun Moxu spoke to Tian Yuanhuang.
"Father, the Lord of Baise City is a bit too arrogant. He even needs a sedan chair to be transported to the Tianyuan Palace. It's comparable to the Qin Palace back then."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Tianyuan's face darkened and the hall fell silent for a moment.
The Sixth Prince Jun Moshu spoke.
"Brother Crown Prince, Baise City is independent. The Lord of Baise City may be used to doing things his own way, so this is why..."
Upon hearing this, Jun Moxu glanced at Jun Moshu with disdain.
"When has Sixth Prince ever spoken up for others? This is rare. Is a small Baise City worthy of the attention of a prince?"
The third prince also spoke.
"Could it be that Sixth Brother is familiar with the Lord of Baise City?"
Seeing the two of them talking like this, Jun Moshu spoke hurriedly.
"Brother Crown Prince, Third Brother, I was just saying this casually. I didn't mean anything else. After all, the Young Lord of Baise City is here to celebrate Father's birthday, so we should give him some respect."
Jun Moxu sneered disdainfully upon hearing this.
"Oh, what a thing! How big of an air? He still needs us to give him face. A low-class place filled with desperadoes and murderers. Now that it's been cleaned up, it still dreams of being on par with the great powers. It's simply wishful thinking."
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