19 Be my Prime Minister
"The court isn't for me," Feng Jingluo said. "The world is filled with mediocrity, both mortals and cultivators alike tormented by the mundane world. I don't want to be like this." "For years, no one has achieved immortality on the path of cultivation. Are you so sure you can break through this?" Yu Jun asked with a smile. "We'll know once we try." The fan vanished, and Yu Jun folded his arms and smiled, "Then let's try." "Let me see for myself the difference between your sword and mine." With that, a pristine sword, its hilt even worn, appeared in Yu Jun's hand. With a twist of his wrist, the blade arced and held upright before him. A faint golden light emanated from Yu Jun, growing stronger. Behind her, a scene of rivers, mountains, and seas appeared, with flowers, birds, fish, and insects bustling about. Feng Jingluo raised her hand, and a black bird appeared beneath her. She grasped the hilt of the sword, and with her finger, she chanted a spell. The moonlight in the sky was drawn, streaming down like a river of stars, or like a fairy's draped silk wrapped around Feng Jingluo. "I've heard too many rules for a monarch to follow in my life, but all I see is mundane matters. Therefore, I've created my own poem on monarchy." A golden scroll slowly unfolded before Yu Jun. "Feng Jingluo, I invite you to join me in a journey through the life of an emperor." Countless characters floated from the scroll. Feng Jingluo felt her consciousness being drawn away, but she didn't resist, allowing it to fall into the scroll. Yu Jun gazed down at the shrunken figure within the scroll. With a smile on his face, he waved his hand, and the scene before Feng Jingluo's eyes shifted. Bai Yuge fell to the ground, staring at Yu Jun in mid-air, but didn't intervene in the fight between them. Yun Ruchen, confident in Feng Jingluo's ability, couldn't hide his concern. He set down his teacup and walked out, joining the others in watching the scene projected on the scroll. In a flash, Feng Jingluo transformed into a baby, born into the emperor's family and immediately named a princess. Yet, doted upon by the emperor, she lost all interest in state affairs. Within three years of ascending the throne, she had already brought the country to ruin. Enemy forces invaded the capital, leaving the people destitute and soldiers dying fighting for her. She also committed suicide on the throne. Then came her second life, still in the imperial family. Though she had many sisters, she was the most outstanding, crowned a crown princess and meticulously mentored. Mastering both civil and military strategy, she was allowed to participate in government at a young age, even leading troops to capture enemy cities. After ascending the throne, she diligently handled state affairs, earning the trust of court officials and the love of the people, yet she died young from overwork. Life after life in the imperial family, experiencing both joy and sorrow, Feng Jingluo seemed to witness the lives of others, yet also her own. Yet, she remained aloof from the events. In her final life, she was reborn as a princess of the previous dynasty, carrying the hope of restoring her kingdom. This time, she had the power to choose, not just follow the narrative. …
"The court is not for me," Feng Jingluo said. "The world is full of mediocrity. Whether mortals or cultivators, they are all troubled by the mundane world. I don't want to be like this."
"For so many years, no one has become an immortal through the path of cultivation. Are you sure that you can break everything?" Yu Jun asked with a smile.
"You'll know once you try it."
The fan disappeared, and Yu Jun crossed his arms and smiled, "Then let's give it a try."
"Let me see for myself the difference between your sword and mine."
As soon as he finished speaking, a simple sword, even with a worn hilt, appeared in Yu Jun's palm. With a twist of his wrist, the blade curved and held upright in front of him.
A faint golden light burst out from Yu Jun's body, growing stronger and stronger. Behind her, scenes of rivers, mountains and seas appeared, and flowers, birds, fish and insects were active.
Feng Jingluo raised her hand, and the black bird appeared under her palm. She grasped the hilt of the sword, pointed her sword and chanted a spell. The moonlight in the sky was attracted, and it flowed down like a river of stars, or like a fairy draped with silk wrapped around Feng Jingluo's body.
"I've heard too many rules a monarch must follow in my life, and all I see before me are mundane matters. Therefore, I created my own poem on monarchy." The golden scroll in front of Yu Jun slowly unfolded. "Feng Jingluo, I invite you to join me in exploring the life of an emperor."
Countless characters floated out from the scroll. Feng Jingluo felt that her consciousness was being pulled. She did not resist and let her consciousness fall into the scroll.
Yu Jun looked down at the shrinking figure inside the scroll, smiled and waved his hand, and the scene in front of Feng Jingluo changed.
Bai Yuge fell to the ground, staring at Yu Jun in mid-air, but did not intervene in the fight between the two.
Yun Ruchen believed in Feng Jingluo's strength, but he could not hide his worry. He put down the teacup and walked out to watch the scroll projection scene with a few people.
In a flash, Feng Jingluo transformed into a baby, born into the imperial family and immediately named the Crown Princess. However, she was so doted on by the emperor that she lost interest in state affairs. Within three years of ascending the throne, she had already brought the country to ruin. The enemy army invaded the capital, the people suffered, and the soldiers died fighting for her.
She also committed suicide on the dragon throne.
Then came her second life, still in the imperial family. Although she had many sisters, she was the most outstanding. She was named the Crown Princess by the emperor and was carefully taught. She was proficient in both civil and military strategy. She was allowed to participate in politics at a young age and even led troops into battle personally, capturing an enemy city.
After ascending the throne, he handled state affairs diligently and was trusted by court officials and loved by the people, but he died early due to overwork.
The imperial family from generation to generation, joy or sorrow, Feng Jingluo seemed to see the life of others, and also seemed to see his own life.
But she always stayed out of it.
In her last life, she became a princess of the previous dynasty, carrying the hope of restoring her country. This time, she had the right to choose, rather than just following the plot for her whole life.
The young princess stood in front of the window, and the kneeling nanny, who was also the person supporting the young princess, begged her to take on the cause of restoring the country.
The princess, or Feng Jingluo, spoke up, "The fall of a dynasty is due to both the emperor's incompetence and fate."
"Over the course of time, the rise and fall of a nation is but the splash of a drop of water in a river, which then falls back into the river. A drop of water will eventually merge into the river, and even the most prosperous empire will eventually fall, becoming the nourishment for a new nation."
"The survival of a country is not important, it only means wealth and glory to the emperor, and superiority. When she was in power, the people might not live in peace and contentment. If she were the emperor of a new country, the people might not suffer."
"The distinctions between nations and the inheritance of bloodlines that people care about are vulnerable to the blow of time."
"How many people throughout history have been able to restore their country? Even if they could, would it really be a blessing for the people who would suffer from war again?"
"If the new emperor can benefit the people, why should I go to such lengths to plunge them into war again?"
The young princess never looked back from beginning to end, only the nanny who leaned over was stunned and burst into tears.
"The past will eventually decay in the past, and the new will surely shine in the future."
"I will go to the great sect to cultivate, and this life is dedicated to becoming an immortal. If the new emperor is incompetent, someone new will slay her with the sword. This cycle will repeat itself over and over again, and this has been the case for all empires throughout history."
"And I," she paused, then continued slowly, "will stand at the end of time, with my immortal body, and watch the world change."
"Life is like a fleeting moment, a mere blink of an eye. Why dwell on the world's greed, anger, ignorance, and resentment?"
The golden words on the scroll shook and seemed to be torn apart. Yu Jun frowned and pressed down his palm, but he couldn't stop the scroll from shattering. Feng Jingluo regained consciousness. She held the sword in mid-air with a calm look.
Yu Jun remained motionless for a long time before he sighed softly, "I really have high hopes for you. I hope you can become my future Prime Minister. As long as you are willing, the position will always be reserved for you."
"Fortunately, you are more determined than I thought." She chuckled, respecting Feng Jingluo's thoughts, her eyes soft and relieved, "You are indeed different."
Although she felt it was a pity, she was moved by Feng Jingluo's determination. Such a person should not be trapped in the court or in the mortal world.
Maybe... she can really become an immortal.
"Becoming an immortal is quickly becoming an unattainable rumor, but I hope to see the possibility of it happening in you."
Put away the sword, there is no need to fight again.
Yu Jun shook his head slightly, took out his fan and waved it gently. The moonlight was even lonelier and colder than before.
"Feng Jingluo," Yu Jun pressed the fan to her lips, the wind blowing her gold and white dress. "You must remember me, remember the future emperor of Shangyu Kingdom, Yu Jun."
"Her phase will always remain for you."
He took off the jade pendant from his waist, and found the word "Jun" engraved in the middle on the back.
Throwing the jade pendant to Feng Jingluo, she said, "If you need me in the future, just come find me."
She came suddenly and left gracefully. After she finished speaking, she stepped into the air and left. Only her golden figure faded and her hair fluttered.
Feng Jingluo stroked the oily jade pendant, smiled slightly, and put the jade pendant into the storage ring.
She looked down at the people who were looking up at her.
Feng Jingluo has never been very sensitive to other people's emotions. Being overly sensitive to other people's emotions is both troublesome and troubling to himself.
But at this moment, she clearly saw the admiration in Yun Ruchen's eyes, like a faint morning star rising and gradually shining in his eyes.
Feng Jingluo immediately understood that he understood her ambitions and her pursuits.
Just as she also understood his desires and ideals.
Bai Yuge's eyes were always on Feng Jingluo. He had seen how powerful she was and had also heard that she wanted to become an immortal, but it was not until this moment that he realized how determined she was.
This is destined to be a solitary journey, and no one can keep up with her.
So, how lonely must she be?
Many people know that Feng Jingluo was brought back by the elders of the Wentian Sect. He was an orphan with no one to rely on, but he made a name for himself with his own abilities and looked down upon his peers.
She came into the world alone and practiced in silence. If she left alone again, it would be too unfair to this world.
So at this moment, Bai Yuge decided that he would follow her. No matter when Feng Jingluo turned back, he would always be behind her and would not let her be alone.
Feng Jingluo's figure floated down, "Go back. We need to fulfill our promise tomorrow morning and send the caravan to the Snow Country."
After watching a good show, Jiang Chen stretched and yawned. She had been refining pills recently, which made her feel a little tired. She needed to go to bed early to replenish her energy. She waved her hand and left first.
Xu Mobai seemed to have just come back to his senses. He smiled wistfully and turned back.
Bai Yuge wanted to say something, but he noticed Feng Jingluo's gaze and willingly gave in and turned away.
"Are you okay?" Yun Ruchen asked.
After all, she had just fought with the Blood Ancestor of Mingling not long ago. Although she did not seem to be injured, she must have paid a certain price.
"Nothing," she said. "She didn't come with murderous intent." So, the few lives she had spent in the scroll had made her a little tired.
Yun Ruchen walked towards her and returned to the house side by side with Feng Jingluo.
The moonlight illuminates the environment in the courtyard, and everything is given just the right softness and tranquility under the moonlight.
"Go to bed early." Feng Jingluo said to him.
Yun Ruchen stood in the courtyard, his room behind him. He returned the other man's gaze and said firmly, "I believe you."
During the time they spent together, Yun Ruchen saw for the first time a very obvious smile on Feng Jingluo's face. The corners of his mouth gradually widened, and his eyes curved slightly, even gentler than the bright moon in the sky.
He felt the numbness in his fingertips, shrank back into his sleeves, smiled back, and turned to go back to his room.
But her voice came, "In this short and hasty life, there is nothing more important than being yourself."
"Your choice is not wrong."
He had already turned his back, his steps paused, and before his toes touched the ground, a flash of surprise passed through his eyes, and Yun Ruchen chuckled softly.
The surging heat in his heart blocked his throat, making him unable to speak for a moment. So he hummed, pushed the door open and entered the house. As he closed the door, Feng Jingluo was still watching him from the ever-shrinking gap.
Only when the door was completely closed did Yun Ruchen exhale from his chest, put his palms against the wooden door, lowered his head, and couldn't calm down the smile on his face.
He suddenly felt fortunate that the Princess of Shangyu had arrived, allowing Yun Ruchen to see so directly Feng Jingluo's unshakable will.
In a sense, they are both walking similar but different paths. Feng Jingluo has gone further and is more decisive than him.
There are millions of people in the world, and you are so lucky to meet someone who understands your deepest hopes and why your soul is moved.
It's not about love or friendship, it's just that at this moment, you understand better than anyone that you can never forget her.
Yun Ruchen walked towards the bed, his figure gradually moving away from the range of the moonlight at the door. He went to untie his belt, but his hand held the jade pendant. The cold touch reminded him that the blood vessels at his fingertips were beating rapidly.
He touched his hot earlobe, folded his clothes aside, lay on the bed and urged himself to fall asleep quickly.
This way you don't have to listen to the heartbeat that is like noise inside your chest.
The night passed as Jiang Chen slept soundly, and the morning began when Xu Mobai knocked on the door of everyone's house in an annoying manner.
Jiang Chen was forced to wake up in anger, rubbing his messy hair and combing it. Why couldn't Xu Mobai, this idiot, understand the hardships of being an alchemist?
At least she should be allowed to sleep until noon!
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