General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

Yuwen Huai suddenly reached out and handed her something.

“What?” Yuwen Xi asked. “Sweet date.”

Yuwen Huai said.

Yuwen Xi had displayed a very domineering side when she was young. She always went to the house with boys to expose the tiles. When she was injured, she did not dare to tell the Western Jin emperor and empress and hid in the house alone to wipe her tears.

Yuwen Huai would always bring medicine and sweet dates over.

Yuwen Xi took the sweet date.

They had fought for too long, and finally welcomed a short period of reprief and peace.

“Father! Father…

Yuwen Lin hugged the Western Jin emperor’s thigh and cried until his dragon robe was dirty.

Su Xiaoxiao said expressionlessly, “Your Highness, I haven’t stitched you up.” She had just cleaned the wound. What was going on?

Yuwen Lin was so frightened that tears streamed down his face. “I still need stitches? Ahhh! I don’t want to! Father, save me…

The Western Jin emperor’s temples throbbed. He wished he could kick this embarrassing son down.

Feng Xiaoran had already been arrested.

He did not care what others did. He looked at Zhuge Qing, who was calmly sitting in the wheelchair in the chaos, and really did not understand why he had suffered another crushing defeat.

He was clearly Wei Qing, but no one believed him.

For some reason, the group of Ghost Face Dancers suddenly turned into asassins and killed crazily in the hall, but they did not kill Zhuge Qing.

Feng Xiaoran was escorted down.

After the injuries of the few imperial heirs were treated, the Western Jin emperor called them to the side hall, mainly to talk about tonight’s assassination.

Yuwen Lin glanced at Yuwen Xi and muttered softly, “Feng Xiaoran is Second Sister’s man.”

If it were a few days ago, Yuwen Xi would not be able to remove her suspicion no matter how hard she tried. However, not long ago, Yuwen Xi had just fallen out with Feng Xiaoran. Others might not know, but the Western Jin emperor knew very well.

The Western Jin emperor asked a few routine questions and let them go back.

When she passed by the corridor, Yuwen Xi saw Zhuge Qing sitting in the wheelchair.

Thinking of what had happened tonight, Yuwen Xi walked over and asked, “Did you predict it early on?”

Zhuge Qing smiled faintly. “What did I predict?”

Yuwen Xi said, “Did you predict that Feng Xiaoran would take action tonight?”

The assassination tonight seemed fierce, but it did not cause many casualties, especially since the women and children were well protected. Most of them were only a little frightened.

Thinking about it carefully, most of the generals came to the banquet tonight. No wonder they could quickly stabilize the situation.

Yuwen Xi recalled, “That day, Father called Feng Xiaoran over and asked him to hand over the Lingzhi. You suddenly mentioned that he used the poison herb to harm you and even forced me to choose between him and Qin Su. I once thought that you were just giving him a crime so that he had no choice but to make up for his mistakes. But on second thought, if he wasn’t guilty, wouldn’t Father force him to hand over the Lingzhi? Your goal is actually to force me to break up with Feng Xiaoran in front of Father. In this way, he won’t be able to blame me for anything Feng Xiaoran does in the future.”

“The portrait… You gave it to Feng Xiaoran, right? Feng Xiaoran thought that he had something on you and couldn’t wait to deal with you. Those assassins are also your people.”

Others would take three steps with each step, but Zhuge Qing would take ten steps, or even a hundred steps.

Yuwen Xi suddenly realized that Zhuge Qing had never really plotted against her. With his methods and schemes, if he really wanted to kill her, she would probably have been unable to turn things around.

During his three years in the Western Jin, he had only done one thing—balance. Yuwen Xi looked at him steadily. “Zhuge Qing, it’s not embarrassing to lose to you.”

Zhuge Qing watched her leave and said, “Your Highness, the assassins are not my men.”

Yuwen Xi was stunned.

Chong Ming Hall was brightly lit for the entire night.

When dawn approached, the Western Jin emperor called Zhuge Qing, who had been waiting in the side hall for the entire night, to the imperial study.

The Western Jin emperor looked at Zhuge Qing. “Your body is indeed much better. You wouldn’t have been able to withstand it in the past.”

Zhuge Qing said softly, “Qin Su’s medical skills are brilliant.”

The Western Jin emperor asked, “I heard that you’re still missing two medicine ingredients. What are your plans next?”

Zhuge Qing said bluntly, “Qing wants to go look for the medicinal herbs together with them.”

“With Qin Su and Wei Ting?”

“Yes.”

The Western Jin emperor said calmly, “That’s true. You only have half a year to live. When you find the medicine, it might be too late to look for Qin Su in the Great Zhou. It’s impossible for me to keep her in the Western Jin. You know that I want to keep you.”

Zhuge Qing said, “I’m lucky to be valued by His Majesty.”

The Western Jin emperor looked into the distance. “When I saw you in the past, I always felt that something was missing from you. It was only these few days that I understood that your heart was dead in the past, like a living dead. After that kid came, you came back to life.”

Zhuge Qing said nothing.

The Western Jin Emperor did not point out who that kid was. He said with a complicated expression, “You’re someone I can’t even kill. Leave.” He walked forward with a big brocade box and handed it to Zhuge Qing.

Zhuge Qing left Chong Ming Hall with the brocade box.

He opened the brocade box. Inside was the herb he needed—Jade Coral.

In addition, there was a yellowed book.

It was a letter of war personally written by Lord Wu An.

Zhuge Qing touched his grandfather’s relic and felt a swelling pain in his throat. He turned his wheelchair around and bowed to the white-haired and lone Western Jin Emperor, who had long disappeared from Chongming Hall.

“Sir!”

Mei Ji rushed over.

Last night, Sir did not let her and the assassin follow him. She was about to die of anxiety. At dawn, she could not wait to enter the palace.

“Sir, are you alright? I heard that there was an assassination last night!” “I’m fine.” Zhuge Qing smiled.

Mei Ji didn’t notice the military book. Her eyes were filled with the jade coral in the box. “Have you obtained the Jade Coral? Can we leave Western Jin now?”

“Yes, we can leave Western Jin now.”

Zhuge Qing looked in the direction of the Great Zhou.

“Xi Yue, Father is coming back..”