Yi Mu woke up on the third day after Bei Menlin left.
The sixteenth princess, who resembled him, stayed by his bedside. When she saw him wake up, her worry turned to joy.
"Brother, you're finally awake!"
She held Yi Mu's hand.
He moved his fingers slightly, and his entire arm throbbed with pain, causing him to frown.
This body is too weak. If she has to lie in bed for several days after each time, then no matter what, she will never be able to satisfy Beimen Lin.
The little princess's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and there was a bluish-gray patch under her eyelids; she probably hadn't slept for the past few days.
Yi Mu ordered someone to invite the princess to rest. After resting on the bed for a long time, she managed to sit up.
During the days he was in a coma, good news kept coming from the border.
The newly appointed regent led the Xuanjia Army and repelled the 100,000-strong Yuezhi army, not only driving them back to his own territory but also showing signs of conquering the Yuezhi Kingdom.
Fortunately, Yi Mu woke up early, and he immediately drafted an imperial edict, ordering it to be sent to the front lines by fast horse.
There was no need to further undermine the Yuezhi's domestic regime after defeating them.
Although Su Feng now sees the country as peaceful and prosperous, various forces within the country are anxious and tense.
At this critical juncture, swallowing the Yuezhi would likely be too much for them to digest.
Ethnic integration before fully understanding a people is a dangerous thing.
Although the Yuezhi's territory was not as large as that of Sufeng, it was still considered quite powerful among the small border states.
The Xiongnu and Rouran have been eyeing Sufeng covetously for years, and Sufeng itself is in turmoil, with various factions mingling and corrupt officials running rampant.
At a time of internal and external troubles, who can guarantee that classifying the Yuezhi as Sufeng is a cause for worry or trouble?
Yi Mu planned to have the Yuezhi sign an agreement not to invade the Central Plains for a hundred years. They shouldn't even think about princesses; they would have to pay tribute to Su Feng with cattle, sheep, and soybeans every year.
We stationed a large number of troops in Yuezhi territory as a warning to them, telling them not to act rashly for at least ten years.
During this period, Su Feng repaired the damaged branches and leaves, allowing the court to inject fresh blood and develop the economy, transportation, and military strength.
A nation's strength does not come from conquering and invading everywhere; the best strategy is to first stabilize the situation before taking action.
Two days later, the imperial edict was delivered to the front lines, and Beimen Lin's spear was already pressed against the neck of the Yuezhi king.
The Yuezhi king, a veteran of countless battles, still possessed a heroic spirit and unwavering courage even in his old age.
Bei Menlin proposed that if the royal family surrendered, the city would be spared the massacre.
The Yuezhi king raised his head and laughed loudly.
"We, the Yuezhi people, swear to die rather than surrender. General Beimen, you may kill or torture us as you please!"
Bei Menlin was no merciful man; his spear was aimed directly at the Yuezhi king's throat. With just a little force, the man would be decapitated.
The imperial edict arrived in time, and Beimen Lin held a spear in one hand and unfolded the edict in front of him with the other.
The handwriting was rather delicate, and the content was brief, probably written in a hurry, even omitting some unnecessary strokes.
Bei Menlin sensed the urgency in Bei Menmu's words.
But he had already conquered the Yuezhi, and it seemed that Sufeng's territory was about to expand by an entire area.
At this point, the things that Beimenmu had sent over were clearly unnecessary.
Without a second thought, Bei Menlin threw the imperial edict into the fire.
The person delivering the imperial edict noticed something was amiss and quickly pulled something out of his pocket and handed it to Beimen Lin.
"Your Highness, the Emperor said that if you disregard the imperial decree, he will give you this."
A long silver chain lay in the man's palm; the chain was extremely thin and inconspicuous in the firelight.
Bei Menlin's gaze lingered on the silver chain for a long time, recalling how it had originally been tied around Yi Mu's waist, with three fiery pearls hanging from it.
Beimen Mu was in poor health; even in the sweltering summer, his body was always cold.
When the coldest days of winter arrived, his body felt like a block of ice, and no matter how hot the charcoal fire inside the house was, it brought him no warmth whatsoever.
The three Fiery Pearls tied to the silver chain were specially sent by the former Crown Prince to the West.
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