"Haha, he really walked back by himself?"
The Imperial Palace, Taiji Hall.
Shen Zhiyu leaned back in his chair, listening to the little eunuch's report, laughing so hard he could hardly breathe.
After sending the eunuch away, he happily waited for the system to help him seize the luck.
This morning after court, the system detected signs that Mu Sijin's luck was about to reignite, and continued to steal his luck, so that Shen Zhiyu could still unify the world.
The task this time is to get Mu Sijin to walk home. According to the system's prediction, if he doesn't take a carriage, his old injury will flare up, and he will definitely faint at his doorstep due to exhaustion.
All I have to do is sit back and reap the benefits.
Shen Zhiyu ate tangerines while waiting, but after the half hour stipulated by the system, his luck value still hadn't increased.
Shen Zhiyu asked anxiously, "System, what's going on? Didn't you say this would allow me to steal your luck?"
The system, puzzled, conducted a check and finally replied in a emotionless, mechanical voice: [The location where Mu Sijin fainted is incorrect...]
He fainted in... the Sheng residence?
The moment Si Jin collapsed, the guards outside the Sheng residence rushed forward to help him up, anxiously saying, "Quick, go and report this."
If an ordinary beggar faints, they will simply carry him away and place him in the treatment area.
But the Duke of Liangguo was no ordinary man.
There were very few first-rank officials in the imperial court, and only two were of the highest rank: Sheng Linyuan, the head of the civil officials, and Mu Sijin, the pinnacle of the military generals.
Moreover, everyone in the court knows that Lord Sheng and Duke Liang are at odds. If something happens at their doorstep, Lord Sheng will be unable to extricate himself from the situation.
Inside the mansion, Sheng Linyuan was already in a bad mood because he had scolded Si Jin. When he heard his subordinate report that Si Jin had fainted at his doorstep, his eyes lit up slightly, and his mood brightened considerably.
The Duke of Liang is a veteran of countless battles and in excellent health. How could he possibly faint so easily? Or... does he have another purpose?
Sheng Linyuan's eyes curved slightly, and a beautiful smile appeared on his lips: "Quickly, please come in."
Si Jin was taken to a guest room, and Sheng Linyuan ordered someone to fetch a doctor and light a charcoal fire.
The room was warm, perhaps a little too warm, making Si Jin a little thirsty.
Is this little pervert so afraid he'll get cold? Doesn't he worry about him catching a cold from the heat?
But now is not the time to wake up, so let's be patient a little longer.
After the doctor prescribed the medicine, Sheng Linyuan ordered someone to brew it. He watched as his subordinates tried to feed Si Jin the medicine several times, but she couldn't swallow it and almost choked. His brows furrowed inexplicably.
He's already made the room so warm, why isn't he awake yet?
Could it be... that a vital organ has been damaged?
Sheng Linyuan stood up, and as if possessed, stepped forward, snatched the medicine bowl, and warned in a deep voice: "If you don't drink it, no one will care if you die of illness."
Whether it was the threat that worked or Sheng Linyuan's meticulousness and steady hands, a bowl of medicine was finished in a quarter of an hour.
Not wanting to cause the person to suffer, Sheng Linyuan even had his servants prepare some honey water for him to drink.
As he was feeding him, he saw the person on the bed tug at his clothes and murmur incoherently.
“A-Yuan…A-Yuan…”
A Yuan? Sheng Linyuan's heart skipped a beat: Was she calling him?
How could that be? He is the emperor of Dayong, and he came here as a spy in order to conquer Dazhou. Apart from his deceased mother, no one dares to call him that.
Could it be that he was calling for... Ah Yuan?
Sheng Linyuan dismissed everyone except his trusted confidant Sheng Yu, who rubbed his rough fingers against the porridge bowl and asked a question.
"That woman that Mu Sijin has always protected but dared not express his feelings for, is the one who betrayed him and surrendered to our country. What was her name again?"
Sheng Yu didn't understand his master's meaning and subconsciously replied, "Nan Yuan."
"Oh." Sheng Linyuan nodded, his hands stopped moving, and a sense of irritation rose inexplicably in his heart.
Annoying! Even more annoying than yelling at Mu Sijin at the palace gate!!
He simply turned on the bowl and smashed it with a crash.
Ah Yuan! He knew it wasn't them calling him!
I really don't know what's going on in Mu Sijin's blockhead every day? That woman sold him out, what's there to think about!
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