Chapter 137
After Si Yanmo and Zhou Yanqing left, Lord Lanyu began preparations.
While it would be good for her to reap the benefits, she also knew that if Zhou Yanqing were defeated, it would be extremely difficult for her to find another ally.
Zhou Yanqing is the best choice, and so far the only choice.
She has to let him win.
After the two returned, she quickly assembled an elite force and wrote to Si Yanmo, telling her that Lanyu would help if needed.
Zhou Yanqing's move to personally enter the fray certainly requires reinforcements who can quickly enter Nandu.
So, taking advantage of the lull in the joint attack on Nandu, Si Yanmo sent letters to Zhong Zihe and the Lord of Lanyu respectively.
With Zhong Zihe's help, they disguised the people of Lanyu as musicians and merchants and infiltrated Nandu.
Coincidentally, Zhong Zihe had previously planned to sell semi-finished sachets for the Shangsi Festival, which required a large number of weavers. He had made prior arrangements and asked other merchants for help, successfully bringing in all the female soldiers from Lanyu, who were waiting for the right opportunity.
Unexpectedly, it actually came in handy.
She helped Zhou Yanqing up and told him another piece of good news, "Sano has arrived from Qin."
"That's good."
Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, Zhou Yanqing felt dizzy as soon as she finished speaking, and wanted to say something more, "Amo..."
Before he could finish speaking, he fainted.
Before his consciousness completely faded, he heard Si Yanmo shout, "Zhou Yanqing!"
——
In the darkness, Qin Zixiu's figure appeared before him.
He rushed over, "Master, is that you?"
For some reason, he found himself reverting to the appearance of a child, being patted on the head by his master, who asked, "How is Qin?"
He hesitated for a second, then said, "Not good, but also very good."
Maybe I won't be bullied anymore.
Qin Zixiu seemed satisfied with his answer and told him to take good care of himself.
Master has always been like this; he doesn't say much, but he always shows concern. He's more like a father to that man than to that other man.
He asked, "You're so old now, are you married?"
"Hmm." Zhou Yanqing subconsciously turned around, wanting him to see his wife, but found nothing there.
He forgot that it was just a dream.
but……
“Master, I will bring her to see you after all this is over. She is a very good girl, and I'm sure you will like her very much.”
Qin Zixiu chuckled, "Then why don't you go back and find her?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yanqing seemed to hear Si Yanmo calling him, "Zhou Yanqing, Zhou Yanqing..."
"Amo!" he responded instinctively.
When she looked up again, Qin Zixiu had disappeared, replaced by Si Yanmo with a worried frown.
He tried to raise his hand, only to find it felt as heavy as lead, but he still reached out to touch her brow, his voice weak, "You don't look pretty when you frown, sweetie."
Seeing him wake up, Si Yanmo breathed a sigh of relief and hugged him tightly, her voice trembling with tears, "You scared me to death!"
Zhou Yanqing raised her hand and patted her back. Turning her head, she smelled the comforting jasmine scent in her hair and relaxed completely. "I'm sorry, I scared you again."
The girl pouted, as if speaking to him, but also as if talking to herself, "My body wasn't fully recovered to begin with, and now I'm injured..."
"I'm sorry." He kissed her cheek.
"What will I do if something happens to you?"
"Don't worry, I won't make you die with me." He even had the mind to joke.
Si Yanmo was annoyed and wanted to slap him, but she was afraid of hurting him, so she slapped the blanket instead. "What time is it? You still have the mind to talk about this?"
Zhou Yanqing took her hand, kissed it, and said, "I was just afraid you'd cry."
He stared at the woman before him with an almost greedy look.
It's so good that she's here...
Jiwu landed on the windowsill, seemingly peering inside, before quickly flying away.
Si Yanmo felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. "Why are you staring at me?"
Zhou Yanqing smiled without saying a word, and patted her hand to signal her to help her up.
"His injury hasn't healed yet..." she muttered, but still helped him up, though she was extremely careful not to accidentally aggravate his wound.
After he sat down, Si Yanmo was about to get him a cushion to lean on when he grabbed her arm. "Don't go. Stay here with me."
Helpless, she had no choice but to sit down. "I can't afford to lose it."
Zhou Yanqing feigned weakness, "But I'm in pain and need Madam's care. What if I suffer some internal injury that could kill me if I'm not careful?"
"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Si Yanmo was quite frightened by his words. "What nonsense are you talking about? The witch doctor already said that it's just a bit of blood loss and fatigue, and you'll be fine after a few days of rest. Why are you cursing yourself?"
"That's hard to say." He clutched his chest, feigning pain. "I'm a man destined to die; who knows what might happen and I'll die?"
Si Yanmo chuckled, raised her chin, and pretended to be nonchalant, "Then you'll be disappointed, the tribulation has already been resolved."
"What did you say?"
Zhou Yanqing knew that her near-death experience stemmed from the suspicions that many people had about her.
This uprising to attack Nandu, though risky, is indeed the only way to break the deadlock. Moreover, he is not only doing it for himself, but also for the innocent people and for Si Yanmo, who has always been by his side.
He believes that everything will be alright after this.
But when those words actually came out of Si Yanmo's mouth, he still couldn't hide his excitement.
Si Yanmo saw the look of surprise in his eyes, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.
They tried many methods to break this tactic.
If it weren't for the circumstances, if it weren't for all that she had gone through... she thought, Zhou Yanqing might never have chosen to become a traitor.
“Yes, you’re alright now.” She took his hand and pressed it against her cheek. “I’ve checked. His Highness the King of Qin will live a long time, and he’ll be the Emperor of Qin, beloved by the people…”
Zhou Yanqing listened as she meticulously recounted his future as outlined in his destiny. Even though the future was so uncertain, even though it was something entirely unfamiliar, he felt as if he were seeing his own entire life unfold before him.
He had no past life and didn't know what he was thinking when he died, but now he only knew that he would begin a completely new life.
As he listened, he felt he wasn't getting what he wanted to hear and showed displeasure. "Anything else?"
"Isn't this enough?" Si Yanmo asked in surprise.
Zhou Yanqing's fate was the most detailed she had ever seen; she could even see what he looked like when he died peacefully—a little old man with white hair.
To be honest, he does look a bit like the current Mo Wenzhong!
The man pouted, clearly dissatisfied. "I didn't hear you?"
This person is really...
Si Yanmo didn't know whether to say that he was only thinking about his children or that he cared too much about her. She felt helpless but also sweet and wanted to tease him.
"Me? I seem to remember that we only agreed to help you get out of this predicament? What else do you want to hear?"
"That happened so long ago, it doesn't count anymore, it doesn't count anymore!"
His Highness the King of Qin, who is usually cold and sarcastic in front of outsiders, has been acting like a scoundrel for the first time.
Si Yanmo had a natural fondness for the puppy's bristling fur. "So the quarantine agreement written in black and white doesn't count anymore?"
"I burned it a long time ago!" After saying that, he realized what he had said and turned his head away somewhat guiltily.
Si Yanmo immediately seized on the key point, tilting her head and leaning closer to the man, "When did you get a fever? How come I didn't know?"
"Well..." The man's face showed guilt as he avoided her probing, "Anyway, it's burned. I won't write it for you anymore."
"How could Your Highness Qin be like this?" Si Yanmo refused to let him off the hook, her gaze following him like a sparrow watching its companion's misfortune. "You were the one who said it first, how could you secretly go back on your word? How could you be so untrustworthy?"
Zhou Yanqing, no longer ashamed after hearing her words, was filled with fear that she might leave him. He grabbed her shoulders and said, "I'm just not keeping my word! We're married now, so don't even think about running away. You can only be mine!"
"Oh? What if I run away?"
"Then I'll drag you back to the ends of the earth." The man looked fierce, but in her eyes he was like a puppy baring its teeth, only cute.
She gently rubbed the man's face. "I won't run, I won't run. I thought you knew."
"If you don't tell me... how can I be sure?" The puppy rubbed its cheek against her palm with a pitiful expression.
"So you think I traveled all the way from Qin to find you, risking my life, just to be separated from you? Or do you think I ran day and night to Lanyu to seek medicine, just to be separated from you?"
“I know.” He knew all of this in his heart, “but I want to hear you say it, Amo.”
I want a definite answer, a promise that lasts forever.
Si Yanmo knew that he was extremely insecure.
He had experienced too many betrayals—his uncle whom he once trusted; his father whom he thought he could at least treat with sincerity; and his mother, whom he had always longed for to love him, only to be disappointed time and time again, and who almost killed him...
He witnessed far too many unexpected things, which made him yearn for a definite promise.
It's okay, she'll be there for him from now on, and she'll tell him her answer again and again.
“I love you,” she leaned closer to the man, bringing her eyes to his level. Her gaze was full of sincerity, without a trace of falsehood.
"Zhou Yanqing, I love you. I will be with you, always. No matter who you are, no matter what happens, no matter if there are any unexpected events in the future, the only thing that will never change is that I will stay by your side and walk with you."
“You are the King of Qin, and I will be your shaman, your Queen Consort of Qin.”
"If you become the Emperor of Qin, I will be your diviner and your Empress of Qin."
"Of course, if you only want to be an ordinary farmer or merchant, I will stay by your side. I have many shops, and I might even become your boss. But one thing will never change... I will be your wife."
After she finished speaking, Zhou Yanqing's eyes were already filled with tears, and her vision was blurred.
Upon hearing the words "I am your wife," a tear finally slipped down his cheek.
“Amo…” His voice was hoarse and choked with emotion, like someone who had been wandering for a long time finally finding their home.
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