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Hong Yu stared in shock at Yun Qingyu's departing figure, then turned to look at the Qilin and Wen Zhan, saying, "Your Highness seems very angry."
They lacked the ability to read minds, but it was clear that Your Highness was indeed upset. In the end, it was probably due to that filthy creature in the room.
Hong Yu immediately turned and entered the house, saying, "Your Highness has ordered that all the tendons of this bug from the Ling Family be severed, so he can crawl on the ground."
Ling Jing's pupils constricted sharply at these words, his heart racing as he thought to himself: Can Yun Qingyu hear my thoughts?
What followed were the elegant yet frenzied movements of several attendants around Yun Qingyu. Chen Hai smiled as he handed a decree to Yun Qingyu, saying, "The Sovereign has decreed, Eldest Princess. Yun Qingyu is temporarily granted the command of the Silver Armored Army. You are to organize the troops overnight and set out early the day after tomorrow to quell the rebellion at Mirror Lake Mountain."
Yun Qingyu accepted the decree and military token, lowering her head and replying, "Son obeys."
Chen Hai raised his hand to signal a eunuch behind him, who respectfully presented a long box with both hands to Yun Qingyu, saying, "The Sovereign has also specially bestowed upon you an Azure Dragon Whip. Please see if you like it."
The Azure Dragon Whip was entirely black, three feet three inches long, made from the rare tendons of a dragon. It was lethal and exuded an innate dominance and unparalleled nobility.
Yun Qingyu calmly picked up the black whip from the long box and examined it closely. She found that wrapping it around her waist twice fit perfectly and thought to herself: I will use it for blood sacrifice tonight.
The Emperor sincerely cared for the Western Cloud's state affairs and entrusted one hundred percent of his faith in his daughter Yun Qingyu.
He had never considered that one day Yun Qingyu might hold great power and develop ulterior motives. Perhaps he simply did not have time to think about such things now; maybe in the future, as Princess Consort's power grew stronger, he would feel some apprehension.
But at least for now, whether from the perspective of state affairs or regarding his daughter Yun Qingyu, the Emperor had done nothing wrong. For this reason alone, Yun Qingyu was willing to see Western Cloud become even more prosperous.
Receiving the Emperor's personally bestowed Azure Dragon Whip, Yun Qingyu returned to her room to change into a clean and tidy outfit. She then turned and mounted her steed, heading towards the Western Mountain Camp.
Xin Yao hesitated and asked, "My lord, should we bring more people?"
Yun Qingyu sat upright on her horse, a faint smile gracing her lips as she replied, "No need, you are enough."
This statement stirred something within Xin Yao, joy sparkling in her eyes. She nodded in agreement and mounted her own horse, racing towards the back courtyard of the Western Mountain Camp outside the imperial city.
Hong Yu pondered for a moment; the Princess Consort seemed unhappy today, and he planned to go cheer up His Highness.
However, upon arriving, the steward informed him that His Highness had taken the military token and left for the Western Mountain Camp.
Not long after departing, Hong Yu quickly turned and hurried back to Wutong Courtyard, calling out, "Stop playing around! I need to go to the Western Mountain Military Camp. Who wants to come with me?"
Yun Lingchuan was skillfully spinning a dagger with his fingertips when he halted his movements, looking at Hong Yu in confusion. "What do you need to go to the military camp for?"
Hong Yu hurriedly explained, "His Highness went to the military camp alone. Aside from his shadow guard Xin Yao, he didn't bring anyone else. The camp is dangerous; what if those people cause trouble? We need to rush over and support His Highness."
Yun Lingchuan immediately expressed his intention to go, and Shen Zhongjing quickly chimed in, "I’ll go too!"
They picked up the half-dead Ling Jing from the floor and tossed him onto the bed, securing his hands and feet at the headboard.
Wen Zhan was about to say he wanted to join as well when Qilin spoke up first, with an air of certainty. "You're just a frail scholar; you wouldn't be of any help there. It's better for you to stay behind and watch over things."
Hong Yu quickly agreed, "Yes, you should stay home and not drag us down. We might not have enough votes."
Shen Zhongjing added, "The matters in the military have nothing to do with a weak scholar. Wen Zhan can stay behind to take care of Young Master Ling."
Wen Zhan was speechless and said, "So you take advantage of me just because I walk around as a scholar?"
He was about to say something when he saw Yun Lingchuan turn to him and say, "Take good care of Young Master Ling. I'll leave some medicine for you. If you get bored, you can apply it to his wounds."
Golden Thigh spoke up, and Wen Zhan's expression became subtle as he thought to himself: A weak scholar also has to play the role of a doctor.
Shen Zhongjing vaguely remarked, "You can practice on him; just make sure he doesn't bleed out and meet the King of Hell too soon."
After saying that, he turned and walked out, saying, "We’ll take the carriage. Although we are attendants, we have many privileges that other attendants don’t. Riding out together on horseback in a city full of nobility would attract too much attention."
Yun Lingchuan didn’t care about that and was not afraid; he was only worried about Yun Qingyu’s safety. He said, "The carriage is too slow to catch up with the Princess Consort. I’ll have someone prepare fast horses. If you’re worried about attracting attention, you can cover your faces."
The four of them spoke as they hurried away, leaving Wen Zhan standing alone in front of the house, muttering to himself, "What’s wrong with being a scholar? Can you all bring peace to the world with your pens?"
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