Yu Ling's problem clearly stumped the system, because no one had ever managed to change their appearance and start a new life while being suppressed by the combined forces of the male and female protagonists.
【Well, host, I'm not quite sure either~ emmm, I'll report to the Supreme God and ask. Until the report comes through, host, you should focus on playing An Jingqiu~】
The system hesitated before speaking.
[That's how it is~ The time flow in the mission world and the God's space is different~ There's a high chance that the God's feedback will be delayed. So, although we're certain the God will reply immediately, the time it takes for us to receive the message is uncertain!]
"Ah, no rush, this... I'll leave the report to you."
Although she didn't understand what the report meant, Yu Ling roughly guessed its meaning. Playing a human wasn't a big deal for him, just a bit troublesome. She offered a few comforting words to calm the system down, then rubbed her forehead, feeling a bit of a headache.
"However, since there is such a person as the Black Armor Army, even though the original owner couldn't use him during the rebellion, it's a bit of a waste to just let him go like this..."
Making the most of everything has always been Yu Ling's principle; she is very stingy and cannot tolerate the slightest waste.
Just like when he was still a sapling, he absorbed all the massive ice jade marrow under his roots, enduring the pain of the cold air invading him, without giving up even a single bit, because he knew that giving up on becoming stronger would mean being slaughtered by those stronger than him in the future.
Autumn arrived quickly, and the already cool weather became even colder. Yu Ling, who had been carefully trying to maintain her health, finally collapsed again. Fewer customers came and went from Yi Cui Lou, which meant less fun and income for the girls in the building. They lazily stayed in their rooms every day, which made them happy to be free from all the troubles.
This also facilitated Yu Ling's recovery, but unfortunately...
The person lying on the bed wore a snow-white inner shirt, with red spots seeping from the chest. He leaned weakly against the edge of the bed, his delicate features pale.
"This body has already begun to collapse. I never thought my words would come true, cough cough..."
Unable to hold back her cough, Yu Ling opened her hand, revealing a striking, clear red mark on her palm.
Bai Qingyue had privately told Yu Ling that if he hadn't changed the prescription in time to regulate her body, her body, which had been pulled back from the brink of death, would have deteriorated. It would have gradually collapsed within a month or even half a year until she finally succumbed to her illness and passed away.
But what could she do? If she stayed any longer, Bai Qingyue's life would be in danger, and if the emperor found out, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He still needs to hide in brothels. Bai Qingyue, a person of such high aspirations, would certainly disdain such a place. Even with her superb medical skills, how could she withstand the crushing force of a thousand troops if she forced her way in? Therefore, this person must not be detained. He can only be treated voluntarily. Otherwise, why would he do his best?
"We can't delay any longer. I was thinking of waiting a little longer, but I'm afraid my body won't be able to hold out until then..."
...
The next morning, amidst the frost and mist, a figure stood beside Yu Ling's bed, who had fallen into a deep sleep from exhaustion. His eyes held a complex expression. The dignified Regent Prince was now forced to hide in such a filthy place, barely clinging to life.
After hesitating for a moment, seeing that Yu Ling showed no signs of waking up, the figure knelt on one knee and bowed, speaking softly.
"Zhang Han of the Black Armor Army pays his respects to Your Highness."
"Zhang Han, courtesy name Yanzheng, was a native of Anren, Nanyang. He was the grandson of Zhang Gaojing, the Grand General of the State during the reign of Emperor Yue Lin. After the new emperor ascended the throne, the general's mansion fell into ruin and its population dwindled. The general's grandson, who ostensibly died for his country in the war, secretly joined the Black Armor Army. It has been thirteen years since then."
The person who should have been fast asleep had gotten up and sat on the edge of the bed, gently reciting the life story of the person in front of him. Zhang Han was startled by the sudden sound and looked up at the person who had been ordered to be protected by the former emperor, now the late emperor.
Given Yu Ling's current physical condition, she shouldn't have noticed Zhang Han's arrival. However, the system was instructed by Yu Ling to stand by and act as an alarm clock. Even if Zhang Han came in the middle of the night, it would wake up its host. But now, the situation suddenly made it impossible for them to wait any longer.
"Just as Your Highness said, it has now been exactly thirteen years."
Zhang Han looked at the person in front of him. Although he had fallen to such a state, he was not as decadent as other fallen nobles. He even seemed energetic. However, his broken body could not hide his fatigue, and his dark circles under his eyes contrasted sharply with his pale face.
"Time flies. In the blink of an eye, that guy An Jingxuan has become the emperor. Ha..."
After mocking An Jingxuan in the original owner's voice, Yu Ling changed the subject.
“Zhang Han, although I have faked my death and escaped, I am no longer a member of the royal family, nor do I hold the power I once did as regent. You don’t need to be so reserved. Sit down. The reason I’ve summoned you here is to discuss a matter of national survival, which has nothing to do with me personally. If you have any thoughts, you may speak frankly.”
"Your subordinate obeys."
Zhang Han, leading the Black Armor Army, held considerable power, and had always disdained the Regent's former arrogance. His only reason for accepting the summons was for the royal blood flowing in An Jingqiu's veins. Upon hearing this, he sat down without hesitation and asked...
"What does Your Highness mean by this?"
The Black Armor Army was only responsible for protecting the lives of the royal family. Although the late emperor assigned it to An Jingqiu to lead, it was not entirely under his command. Pointing swords at the royal family was definitely not an option, so An Jingqiu never used them. Therefore, the current emperor, An Jingxuan, still considers the Black Armor Army to be the late emperor's men, which is not the case.
Now that An Jingqiu is still alive, the Black Armor Army's original idea of directly pledging allegiance to the new emperor has been interrupted. As for asking An Jingqiu to relinquish power? They dare not even think of that, let alone believe that An Jingqiu would agree.
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