Chapter 359 Jun Lingyun and his party return to Beijing
The emperor now places all his hopes for the future of Yunxiao Kingdom on the crown prince Jun Lingyun, and will never allow him to make any mistakes.
It's not peaceful outside recently, and there have been several cases of officials being killed, which have been reported to the emperor.
If the prince did not return to Beijing, the emperor would be in constant fear.
Eunuch Fu smiled and comforted.
"Your Majesty, you love your son so much. His Highness the Prince was a God of War on the battlefield. How could ordinary people hurt His Highness? You must have confidence in His Highness."
The emperor sighed, I am afraid that those who can cause changes in the situation are not ordinary people.
From the time when envoys from various countries brought Chu Yunxi to marry him, to when local officials were killed, he had a vague feeling that there seemed to be an invisible hand controlling everything, but it was extremely hidden.
The enemy is in the dark, I am in the light,
This feeling of being completely beyond his control was the first time since the emperor succeeded to the throne. It always made him feel a little panicked, and he even had trouble sleeping.
The emperor rubbed his head. He didn't know if it was because he didn't sleep well, but he had been having headaches from time to time in the past few days. Eunuch Fu suggested softly:
"Your Majesty, it's already noon. Please take a nap and rest first."
The emperor didn't want to sleep, he couldn't sleep.
Every time I close my eyes, I see bloody killings. When I finally fall asleep, I still have constant nightmares.
"Ask the imperial doctor to give me a safe pulse."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
As the emperor's personal eunuch, Eunuch Fu naturally knew that the emperor had not slept well these days, and even got up more often at night than before.
If a person doesn't sleep well, he will be less energetic. Since there is no Crown Prince to share the official duties with the Emperor, the Emperor seems to be getting older these days.
Eunuch Fu went to ask for the imperial doctor. The emperor got up and went to the inner room, leaning on the Arhat couch. The name of a Jianghu organization came to mind over and over again, the Gate of Life and Death!
The Gate of Life and Death determines life and death. This organization, which travels outside the imperial power, has existed for many years, but the court still does not know where it is hiding.
In the beginning, the Sect of Life and Death only operated in the arena, posing no threat to the imperial court, and its whereabouts were unpredictable.
The government investigated many times but found nothing, so they gave up.
In recent years, it has become more active, and has even begun to attack court officials.
Although it was verified that they killed all those who deserved to be oppressed by the people, the prestige that should have been attributed to the royal family was cut off by this Jianghu organization, and its reputation among the people was getting higher and higher.
The emperor felt that his head hurt even more. The fact that this gate of life and death could exist for so many years and continue to thrive must be something special.
If one day, this organization wants to start a rebellion, it may respond to the call. If it is not eliminated now, it will definitely be a big hidden danger.
Eunuch Fu invited Dr. Zhang back. Dr. Zhang saluted the emperor and then asked.
"I wonder what's wrong with the Emperor?"
The emperor said casually:
"I'm just a little tired. Just check your pulse."
The so-called Ping An Pulse is a routine matter. The emperor always used this rhetoric whenever he did not want others to know about his condition.
It also showed that the situation might be worse than what the emperor showed. Doctor Zhang understood and responded cautiously.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The emperor stretched out a hand and put it down, then closed his eyes to rest.
Doctor Zhang didn't dare to be careless. He looked at it carefully for a while before taking back his hand.
"Your Majesty, you are just over-worried and overworked. As long as you relax and practice well, you will be fine. I will give you some soothing decoction to help you sleep well."
The emperor opened his eyes and looked at Dr. Zhang carefully.
"President Zhang, if there is really something wrong with my body, I must be the first to know."
Doctor Zhang lowered his head, feeling nervous in his heart but relaxed in his mouth.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I don't dare to deceive you. Your current symptoms are indeed caused by overwork."
The emperor nodded, feeling much relieved.
"In this case, please don't make any noise, lest anyone worry blindly."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I know what to do."
Doctor Zhang left a satisfactory prescription and carefully withdrew.
After leaving the emperor's palace, Doctor Zhang's expression became a little solemn.
What should we do? Since ancient times, emperors have been unable to move their heads. If you move them, you will die, and he doesn’t want to die.
What's more, even if it is moved, the problem on the head may not be cured. Alas, it is difficult to be an imperial doctor. When His Highness comes back, do you want to report it to His Highness?
Jun Lingyun and his party finally returned to the capital of Yunxiao Kingdom three days later.
In the capital, the group of them rode horses too ostentatiously, and the secret guards had already taken the lead and notified Yongkang Bo's carriage to pick them up at the city gate.
After Su Yan said goodbye to Jun Lingyun and Chu Yunxi, she glanced at Jun Zifeng again. It seemed like it was just a normal goodbye.
"Your Majesty, this is the farewell."
Jun Zifeng suddenly felt a sense of melancholy that he had never experienced before. Before he could react, he opened his mouth and Su Yan had already turned around.
There was no word to persuade her to stay, let alone the promise she wanted. Su Yan raised her eyes and blinked hard.
Maybe the crown prince's care for her along the way was out of gentlemanly conduct, and she was overthinking it.
Seeing Jun Zifeng looking at Su Yan's back in a daze, Jun Lingyun and Chu Yunxi looked at each other, both of them hated the iron.
Su Yan's carriage was already moving forward slowly. Chu Yunxi raised his chin slightly and pointed at Jun Zifeng's horse's butt. Jun Lingyun understood, picked up his cold light sword, and slapped Jun Zifeng's horse.
The horse was in pain, so he spread his hooves and ran forward. Jun Zifeng was unprepared and almost fell off the horse.
Fortunately, he was good at it and quickly pulled the reins. By chance, he stopped right next to Su Yan's carriage.
Su Yan heard the sound of horses neighing, raised the car curtains, and saw Jun Zifeng looking slightly flustered, with a pair of beautiful eyes shining brightly.
Jun Zifeng's heartbeat became even more chaotic when she saw her.
"Well, it's not safe for you as a woman. How about I take you back home?"
Su Yan didn't say anything, she just hung up the car curtain silently, and the two of them could see each other with just a corner of their eye.
Finally, the heart of the prince and his wife was not let down. Chu Yunxi was very happy, as a child can be taught.
"Wu You, please send He Xiang back first."
"Thank you, Crown Princess."
The two looked at each other and smiled. They were already a prospective couple who had broken through the window paper. There was no need to pretend and they could show their happiness as much as they wanted.
"Bai Xiao, send the gift to General Chu's Mansion and report that you are safe."
Jun Lingyun gave the order, and Bai Xiao followed the order.
"Yes, Your Highness."
Chu Yunxi showed another pair of dimples, and Jun Lingyun always thought thoughtfully for her.
They have been away from Beijing for so long, and their father, mother, and brothers must be worried about them every day.
And she can't go back to the palace now, otherwise where will the emperor in the palace be placed?
As long as the family knows that she is safe and sound, they can feel at ease.
"Ling Yun, let's go back to the palace."
Jun Lingyun always thinks about her, and she cannot ignore the father-son relationship between Jun Lingyun and the emperor.
Jun Lingyun raised the corners of his lips.
"good!"
He likes to hear the word "we" coming from Xi'er's mouth, and he likes even more that this "we" can go to the same place.
In the palace.
The emperor had received the news that the prince had returned to Beijing, and he was pacing in the palace. How long have you been in Beijing? Why haven't you returned to the palace yet?