"They say you are deeply poisoned and there is no cure. The longest you could be poisoned is five or six years, and the shortest is one or two years."
Murong Jin hummed in agreement, then continued, "Remember to get the medicine, especially the precious herbs from the Imperial Hospital."
Yi Er grinned, "Okay." Since it was medicinal herbs to nourish his master's body, he naturally wouldn't hesitate to take it.
The regent was poisoned and took up residence in the palace, an unexpected event that surprised many.
"Is Li Huan currently investigating the Ministry of Revenue?"
"His Majesty has dealt with most people according to the law, but that is only on the surface."
"My lord, the Ministry of War is also investigating, that is, all six ministries are investigating. His Majesty is trying to find the corrupt officials."
"Ministry of War? Murong Jin is mainly in charge of the Ministry of War. The three armies under his command cannot function without the Ministry of War."
"He's almost gone anyway, let's add more charges against him so we can burn more paper money for him later..."
...
"Master, this is the latest confidential letter."
Murong Jin glanced at it and asked, "Minister Chen?"
Yi Er nodded, "The secret letter sent by Lord Li mentions that among Minister Chen of the Ministry of Revenue, Vice Minister Wang of the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Rites, as well as among the diplomatic envoys, some are colluding with the Wumang Kingdom, and also with the Hu people's Kingdom..."
Murong Jin wore a fluffy shawl. Due to her physical condition, she was somewhat afraid of the cold. Even though it was summer, she felt a piercing chill coursing through her meridians.
"The secret letter was secretly obtained by His Majesty's men."
Yi Er obeyed the order and left the palace with the secret letter. Not long after, a eunuch outside announced, "His Majesty has arrived!"
Murong Jin sat in her wheelchair, straightened her clothes, placed her hands on either side, and slowly moved the wheelchair, preparing to go and greet a certain young emperor.
When Di Junlan stepped in, he saw someone pushing a wheelchair out in the distance. He knew that Murong Jin's body was sensitive to cold because he had been poisoned.
Now, looking at him wearing that cloak, especially the moment he looked up at me, his eyes were calm, undisturbed, so composed.
In that instant, Di Junlan suddenly wanted him to show other emotions, whether it was happiness or sadness. His eyes, with their slightly upturned corners and narrowed eyes, were stunning.
A thought popped into his head that made him feel like he was sick.
She must look beautiful when she cries...
When this idea came to him, even Di Junlan himself was startled.
His expression instantly turned serious as he looked at the man approaching him.
"Your Majesty, I have met you. May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings."
"Your Majesty is too polite. You need not bow to me in the future."
Although he had said before that he didn't need to kneel before him, Murong Jin had always treated him with this verbal respect.
It was already like this when we first met.
"Then I shall respectfully comply."
Di Junlan didn't know how to chat with this kind of person, so he could only utter, "Have you eaten?"
"Never."
"I will be with you."
A strange glint flashed in Murong Jin's eyes. "It is my great honor."
Emperor Junlan felt that Murong Jin was too old-fashioned, and couldn't he be more direct in his speech?
Murong Jin's pretentious, scholarly appearance is truly unsettling.
"I have just come of age this year, and the Regent is five years older than me. According to the relationship between my father and the old prince, I should call the Regent 'elder brother'..."
As soon as he said this, Di Junlan, who originally wanted to get along peacefully with Murong Jin and even become friends with him, saw the person in the wheelchair panic and about to kneel down to pay his respects.
Then he fell down, and Di Junlan caught him with lightning speed, his face showing some anger, "What are you doing?"
"Your Majesty, I am filled with trepidation."
Murong Jin felt much more comfortable after smelling the faint sandalwood scent emanating from beside her.
"What, Regent? Do you think I'm not worthy to call you elder brother?"
"Your subject dares not."
Di Junlan looked at his submissive demeanor and felt extremely displeased: "..."
Is he really that unpopular?
He has never had parental love since he was a child, let alone any so-called older brothers.
He had never experienced any of these family affections; the only thing he had ever experienced was the smile that older sister gave him.
"To survive, you have to become stronger."
"If you become strong, others won't be able to bully you."
"When you become powerful, what you want will naturally come to you."
From then on, Di Junlan believed that if he became stronger, he would have what he wanted. For example, he has everything he needs now, except for the person he can't find. He hasn't been able to find him for more than ten years.
Murong Jin lay in his arms, feeling sleepy from his scent.
But she hadn't had dinner yet, so she couldn't sleep.
"Your Majesty, could you please place me in a wheelchair?"
Emperor Junlan intended to support him, but his hands moved on their own and he picked the man up in his arms.
While he was stunned for a moment, what he was thinking was not how to pick him up, but how light this person was.
Murong Jin never expected that she, a dignified and mighty general, would be picked up like this...
This was the first time someone had ever hugged her like this.
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