Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1248
“Hahaha, he really walked back by himself?”
Imperial Palace, Taiji Hall.
Shen Zhiyu leaned back in his chair, listening to the eunuch’s report, laughing until he was out of breath.
After sending the little eunuch away, he happily waited for the system to help him seize his luck.
After the court session this morning, the system said that it detected signs of Mu Sijin’s luck reviving. If he continued to take away his luck, Shen Zhiyu would still be able to unify the world.
The mission this time was to let Mu Sijin walk home. According to the system’s prediction, if he didn’t take the carriage, his old injury would relapse and he would definitely faint at the doorstep due to exhaustion.
All you have to do is sit back and reap the benefits.
Shen Zhiyu ate tangerines while waiting, but after half an hour as stipulated by the system, his luck value did not increase.
Shen Zhiyu was a little anxious: “System, what’s going on? Didn’t you say that this would allow us to take away our luck?”
The system also checked it in confusion, and finally replied with an emotionless mechanical voice: [The location where Mu Sijin fainted is wrong…]
He fainted in… Sheng Mansion?
The moment Si Jin fell, the guards outside the Sheng Mansion hurried forward, helped him up, and said nervously: “Quick, go and report.”
If an ordinary beggar fainted, they would be carried away directly and placed in the treatment area.
But Duke Liang is not an ordinary person.
There were very few first-rank officials in the court, and there were only two first-rank officials – Sheng Linyuan, the chief civil official, and Mu Sijin, the top military official.
Moreover, everyone in the court knew that Lord Sheng and Duke Liang were not on good terms. If something unexpected happened at their doorstep, Lord Sheng would not be able to deny the connection.
Inside the mansion, Sheng Linyuan was already in a bad mood because of his harsh words towards Si Jin. When he heard his subordinates report that he had fainted at the door of his house, his eyes brightened slightly and his mood became much brighter.
Duke Liang has been through many battles and is in very good health, how could he faint just like that? Or… did he have another purpose?
Sheng Linyuan’s eyes curved slightly, and a beautiful smile appeared at the corners of his lips: “Come in, please.”
Si Jin was sent to the guest room, and Sheng Linyuan ordered someone to call a doctor and light a charcoal fire.
The room was warm, perhaps too warm, and Si Jin felt thirsty.
This little bastard, how afraid is he of getting cold? Isn’t he afraid of getting a fever or catching a cold?
But it’s not time to wake up yet, just be patient.
The doctor prescribed some medicine, and Sheng Linyuan ordered someone to boil it. He watched as his men tried to feed Si Jin the medicine several times but failed, and almost choked her. His brows knitted together inexplicably.
He has made the room so hot, why isn’t he waking up yet?
Could it be that… he was really hurt?
Sheng Linyuan stood up, stepped forward as if possessed by a ghost, snatched the medicine bowl, and warned in a deep voice: “If you don’t drink it, no one will care about you even if you die of illness.”
I don’t know if it was because the threat worked, or because Sheng Linyuan was careful and steady, but a quarter of an hour later, the whole bowl of medicine was fed.
Out of concern for the suffering of the child, Sheng Linyuan even asked his servants to make some honey water and feed it to the child.
As he was feeding him, he saw the person on the couch pulling at the corner of his clothes and mumbling in a daze.
“A Yuan… A Yuan…”
Ah Yuan? Sheng Linyuan’s heart beat faster for a moment: Are you calling him?
How is that possible? He is the emperor of Dayong, and he came here as a spy in order to conquer Dazhou. Except for his late mother, no one dared to call him that.
Could it be that his name is…A Yuan?
Sheng Linyuan dismissed his attendants and left only his trusted confidant Sheng Yu. He stroked the porridge bowl with his rough fingers and asked.
“That woman that Mu Sijin had been protecting but didn’t dare to express his feelings for was the one who betrayed him and surrendered to our country. What was her name?”
Sheng Yu didn’t understand what his master meant, and subconsciously replied: “Nan Yuan.”
“Oh.” Sheng Linyuan nodded, stopped his hand movements, and felt annoyed for no reason.
Annoying! Even more annoying than yelling at Mu Sijin at the palace gate!
He simply turned his hand and smashed the bowl of honey water with a “crash”.
Ah Yuan! He knew she wasn’t calling him!
I really don’t know what’s going on in Mu Sijin’s stupid head every day? What’s there to think about when that woman sold him out!
