Chapter 100 You mean I've become a noble lady...?
Xing Fei bowed her head and replied, "Your Majesty is wise."
"That Mu Xin is just a fish that slipped through the net, yet she dares to be so arrogant. Once we catch her, we absolutely cannot let her die easily. We must make her wish she were dead."
Zhilan's lips twitched slightly, and she gave a cold snort, her voice slightly oppressive: "That depends on how capable your boss is. I'm waiting for your good news."
Xing Fei hurriedly and respectfully replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, I will certainly live up to your expectations."
Going down the mountain was much faster than going up. Fu Jun asked to come down several times along the way, but Zhi Lan refused. The two of them went down the mountain in this way, exchanging words back and forth.
Xing Fei, standing behind him, wished she could disappear on the spot. Watching His Majesty interact intimately with that young master Su, and seeing the unspoken ambiguity in their tug-of-war, she inexplicably felt very dangerous.
Knowing too many secrets, I wonder if His Majesty will destroy the evidence.
She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that His Majesty's attention would remain on Young Master Su.
Fu Yun was incredibly embarrassed and could only force herself to think about other things. Mu Xin definitely wouldn't be following her again anytime soon, and the burial goods of the Wang family head would be enough to keep her and those foreigners busy all night.
"The place we're digging today, if we just keep digging deeper, we should find what I'm talking about in about half an hour. To prevent any unforeseen problems from arising, I hope you can start working tonight."
Zhilan glanced down at Fu Yun, her eyes as black as ink, a glimmer of light flickering within them: "Heal your injuries first, we'll discuss the excavation later."
Fu Yun said, "No, we must start digging as soon as possible, otherwise new troubles will arise when it gets light. I'm fine here, you can arrange for someone to take me to the clinic, I can recuperate there."
Zhilan was silent for a moment, then turned and glanced at Xing Fei: "Did you understand what he just said?"
Xing Fei hurriedly stepped forward: "I understand. I will take the young master to the nearest clinic for treatment."
As she spoke, she reached out to take the person from her.
Zhilan glanced at Xing Fei with a cool look in her eyes, her displeasure evident.
Xing Fei was startled, and immediately solemnly assured him, "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will protect Young Master Su's safety with my life."
Zhilan said coldly, "You take people to dig, I'll accompany Su Fuyun to see a doctor."
Xing Fei was taken aback: "Huh?"
Then, in surprise, she said, "Weren't you going to supervise it personally?"
Zhilan glared at Xing Fei.
Xing Fei trembled, then immediately understood, and quickly said, "Your subordinate understands, and will certainly complete the mission perfectly."
Zhilan said nothing more and continued to move forward steadily.
Fu Yun originally wanted to persuade Zhi Lan to stay and supervise the construction, but considering that the emperor might encounter some unexpected trouble while staying overnight in the wilderness, it would be troublesome.
A country cannot be without a ruler for a single day. If anything were to happen to Zhilan, wouldn't the country fall into chaos?
Time flew by as we descended the mountain, and before long we had covered more than half the distance.
Zhilan's load-bearing capacity far exceeded Fu Jun's expectations. She didn't even need to rest once on the way down the mountain. Her face wasn't red and she wasn't out of breath. It was as if she was just carrying a large doll and strolling around, looking very relaxed.
Fu Yun once again witnessed the formidable strength of women in the matriarchal society. Although Su Fu Yun was thin, her frame was not small; even at her thinnest, she weighed around 110 pounds.
It is already quite remarkable for an adult male to carry a woman weighing less than 100 pounds for half an hour, let alone a woman carrying a man weighing more than 100 pounds down a mountain, a journey that would take far longer than half an hour.
Fu Yun was at a loss for words. He began to doubt himself. Even if he trained and developed eight-pack abs, could he really have the same Popeye abilities as them and impress them?
Or perhaps, in their eyes, the delicate and frail men were merely struggling in their death throes, providing them with amusement.
But he quickly suppressed his discouragement. Human potential is limitless. The reason why the women here are so strong is definitely not because they are born that way, but because they have suffered hardships and practiced martial arts diligently since childhood.
He cannot deny himself, nor can he give up easily. What he needs to do is persevere, work hard to improve his physical fitness, and once his muscle mass increases, his endurance and stamina will definitely not be too bad.
When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, ten stonemasons were waiting there. In addition to the five that Fu Yun had protected, the five stonemasons that Xing Fei had brought were also there.
Seeing Fu Yun being carried down the mountain horizontally, with arrows still stuck in his body, the five stonemasons' eyes reddened, and the anxiety in their eyes was instantly replaced by immense grief: "Young Master Su, he..."
They choked back tears: "It's all our fault, we've dragged Young Master Su into this..."
“If it weren’t for protecting us, Young Master Su wouldn’t have ended up in this state. It’s all our fault. We are too useless and failed to protect Young Master Su.”
Fu Yun, enduring the pain, turned to face the stonemasons, somewhat amused and exasperated: "Stop crying, I'm not dead yet!"
The surprise came so suddenly that the stonemasons stared wide-eyed for a moment before bursting into laughter after they realized what had happened.
"It's good that you're alright, otherwise we would feel guilty for the rest of our lives."
"Yes, good people are rewarded. Young Master Su is such a good person, God won't be so cruel to him."
"Young Master Su, thank you so much..."
Zhilan frowned slightly and interrupted, "Alright, we can talk about this later. His injuries can't be delayed. I'll take him to see a doctor. You all follow Deputy General Xing; she will arrange your next steps."
The stonemasons fell silent and respectfully replied, "Yes, Your Highness."
Zhilan whistled, and soon the sound of hooves rang out. A dazzling silver horse galloped through the night.
It came to a stop where Zhilan was.
Zhilan first helped Fu Jun onto the horse, letting him lie steadily on its back.
After mounting her horse, she instructed the others, "The others will join you soon. I'm leaving now. Beware of wild animals and protect yourselves."
The stonemasons said gratefully, "Your Highness, please rest assured! We will take good care of you."
Zhilan pulled on the horse's reins and headed towards Futou Village.
Fu Yun was in relatively good spirits at first, but after walking for a while, she became disoriented and eventually fainted due to excessive blood loss.
When Fu Yun woke up from her coma, she felt groggy and had a headache.
His throat was swollen and sore, his mouth was dry, and his mouth tasted bitter. He was extremely uncomfortable.
Fu Yun slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was the antique-style bed frame, and he smelled a pleasant incense, which greatly reduced his discomfort upon waking.
Fu Yun raised her hand and gently rubbed her slightly aching temples. She turned to look at the room she had checked into. She had thought it was an ordinary house, but it turned out to be a luxurious and elegant bedroom, somewhat like the bedroom in an ancient imperial palace.
Fu Yun looked completely bewildered: "Where is this? A clinic?"
No, a small village like Futou shouldn't have such a luxurious clinic.
This is not a clinic.
Just as Fu Yun was about to ask where it was if it wasn't a clinic, a surprised young voice suddenly came from the doorway: "My lord, you're finally awake."
Fu Yun looked towards the doorway following the sound and saw a boy of about thirteen years old looking at him excitedly. Then, the boy took small, quick steps and ran towards him in a strange manner.
Fu Yun: "..."
Why do men take such small steps when they walk? And what's with that swaying, twisting waist?
Fu Yun couldn't help but scold, "Walk properly, what kind of behavior is this, a grown man swaying like this?"
His voice was hoarse, as if he had swallowed a razor blade, and it hurt terribly to speak.
Fu Yun's face turned pale, and her expression visibly worsened.
The boy's face immediately turned pale, and he stopped in his tracks in fright. He looked at Fu Yun in a daze, frozen in place, not daring to move.
He looked at Fu Jun timidly and asked tentatively, "Your Excellency, are you feeling unwell?"
Seeing that Fu Jun's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was displeased, he quickly said, "Your Highness, please bear with it. This servant will go and fetch the imperial physician right away."
He started to run outside as he spoke.
Seeing this, Fu Yun called out, "Wait a minute."
The boy turned around timidly and asked cautiously, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
Fu Jun didn't answer his question, but only asked, "Who are you? Where is this place?"
The young man replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, I am Xiao Jingzi, who is in charge of taking care of your daily life. This is Zifeng Palace."
The boy's pronunciation wasn't clear enough, and Fu Jun didn't quite catch it: "Self-proclaimed Palace?" He said disdainfully, "What kind of lousy name is that?"
[The Empress's harem's sleeping quarters are named Zifeng Palace. The "Zi" in Zifeng comes from Su Zixin's name. Do you understand?]
"What?" Fu Jun was shocked: "I'm in the palace?"
That's right.
Fu Yun: "..."
Wasn't he recuperating in Futou Village? How did he end up in the palace?
[The Empress initially took you to the village doctor in Futou Village to have the arrow removed, the bleeding stopped, the wound bandaged, and medicine applied. However, you continued to have a low-grade fever and remained unconscious. The next morning, she set off to take you back to the palace. After examining you, the imperial physician said that your wound was too deep, and the bleeding continued after bandaging, causing it to fester and become infected, which led to the low-grade fever and unconsciousness.]
Fu Yun asked, "How long was I unconscious?"
[Counting from the night you were injured, today should be the 5th day.]
Fu Yun: "..."
He'd been unconscious for so long? This body is really too weak.
Seeing that Fu Yun remained silent for a long time, Xiao Jingzi asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, should I go and inform His Majesty that you have woken up? Or should I ask the imperial physician to come and examine you again?"
Fu Yun glanced at him and declared, "My name is Su Fu Yun, not Your Excellency."
Xiao Jingzi asked in confusion, "His Majesty's decision to let you stay here is an acknowledgment that you are the master of this palace. The title of Noble Lady is bestowed upon you by His Majesty!"
Fu Jun was puzzled and asked Xiao Ba in his heart, "What does Your Excellency mean?"
[The title "Guijun" is used for male concubines in the emperor's harem. Above you should be "Huang Guijun" and "Fengjun".]
Fu Yun was dumbfounded and asked incredulously, "You mean I've become one of Zhi Lan's male concubines?"
[That's one way to look at it, but data shows that the Empress's harem currently doesn't have an Imperial Noble Consort or a Phoenix Consort, meaning you are the head of the harem.]
Fu Yun: "Thank you! I'm not some male concubine. This 'Little Jingzi' must have made a mistake. Zhilan just had me recuperate here."
"Moreover, I believe that given Zhilan's character, she wouldn't do something like this to me without my knowledge."
Who knows! Just ask someone.
Fu Yun: "Forget it, let's not dwell on this baseless stuff. I'll go ask Zhilan about the progress of the mine excavation!"
Fu Yun asked Xiao Jingzi, "Where is Her Majesty? Take me to see her."
Xiao Jingzi replied, "Your Majesty, His Majesty is currently in court. He instructed that you are injured and should not get out of bed easily. If you wake up and wish to see her, please have this servant invite her over."
Fu Yun: "..."
He tried to get up, but as soon as he raised his hand, he pulled on his wound, causing him to gasp in pain.
Xiao Jingzi rushed to the bed and said anxiously, "My lord, please don't move around, it will worsen your injuries."
"Oh dear, the wound has reopened." He pressed Fu Jun back onto the bed. "Rest assured, I will go and call the imperial physician. I will also inform His Majesty that you have woken up. However, His Majesty has not yet finished court and should come to see you later."
Fu Jun thought about it and didn't stop her; recovering from her injury was the priority right now.
He stopped forcing himself and lay down to wait for the imperial physician to arrive.
Just as Fu Yun was getting drowsy and almost fell asleep again, footsteps sounded in the hall.
Judging from the footsteps, it seemed like there were more than two people.
"Minister Yu, please bandage his wound carefully to prevent any long-term effects."
"Your Majesty, rest assured, I will ensure his complete recovery."
"Kyoko, go prepare some light food."
"promise."
Author's Note: Celebrating 100 Chapters
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