The Tale of the Imprisoned Consort - Chapter 208, Fire (Part 1)

After Waka left, Shun Yuan's smile immediately faded, and he buried himself in Ming Ruo's arms, nuzzling against her. No matter how precocious he was, he was still just a nine-year-old child. Emperor Xu Li doted on Ming Ruo and valued their only bloodline immensely. Although he was ruthless when disciplining Shun Yuan, he showered him with affection in daily life. As long as it didn't involve vying for favor, he treated Shun Yuan exceptionally well. Therefore, even with his strict discipline, Shun Yuan still held Emperor Xu Li in the highest esteem and admiration.
"Mother...do you think Father will win?"
Will they win? Will they not win? Mingruo felt agitated. She didn't want the Wuhuan to win because Shalue had no talent for governing. This man was only suited for conquering on horseback; he could fight but not defend, so how could he become a wise ruler? It's said that maintaining an empire is harder than starting one, and that's absolutely true. On the other hand, her father, although a bit eccentric, was wise and magnanimous, and had a talent for employing people and governing the country effectively—far beyond Shalue's reach. Thinking of this, she smiled slightly and ruffled Shunyuan's hair: "Naturally, your father is a step ahead. The Wuhuan are just a small country, nothing to fear." The Da'an Dynasty wasn't only led by General Duanmu Yun. Her father was skilled in military strategy, no less than Duanmu Yun, so it shouldn't be a problem.
Shun Yuan trusted Ming Ruo completely. When she heard that her father was more capable, he immediately smiled sweetly, befitting his childlike nature. Ming Ruo looked at her son's lively and clever appearance, and her heart melted.
Just as the mother and son were laughing and joking, Duanmu Yun walked in from outside. His armor was covered in bloodstains, he looked travel-worn, and even his face was covered in dust. Upon seeing him enter, Mingruo immediately stood up nervously, instinctively shielding Shunyuan behind her. She knew in her heart that Duanmu Yun probably wouldn't harm her beloved child, but as a mother, and currently in enemy territory, not to mention her identity as a concubine of the Great An Emperor, even if Duanmu Yun didn't harm them, how could she guarantee that others wouldn't harbor resentment after learning their identities? Therefore, caution was paramount.
But when she saw Duanmu Yun covered in blood, she couldn't help but worry about whether he was injured. Mingruo felt her heart was breaking. She really didn't understand why Duanmu Yun was so persistent. It was impossible for her and him anymore, so why didn't he believe it?
"Ruo'er." With her last hand reaching out, Duanmu Yun's tall and slender body collapsed. Ming Ruo cried out in alarm, forgetting what she was thinking, and rushed over to help him up. But she was just a weak woman with no strength to even kill a chicken; how could she possibly lift such a large man? Fortunately, although Shun Yuan didn't like Duanmu Yun, he wouldn't disobey her. He also reached out his small hands and feet to help. The two of them struggled to lift Duanmu Yun onto the bed, and the blood on his body quickly stained his soft fur.
The young boy frowned—when he wasn't causing trouble, he looked exactly like Emperor Xuli, especially his eyebrows and eyes, which seemed to be cut from the same mold as Emperor Xuli. Although he was young, he wasn't stupid. Seeing Mingruo walk to the tent entrance and then come back, he couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart and look at the unconscious Duanmu Yun.
"Mother, is there no one outside?"
Mingruo nodded: "It's strange, Waka usually stays around here and doesn't wander off. How come he suddenly disappeared today?" Wasn't he just tidying up in the tent a moment ago?
Shun Yuan stepped forward to help Duanmu Yun remove his armor. Although he was small, he was very strong. For his father, and to ensure that the three of them could live happily together in the future, he was determined to eliminate every potential enemy for his father! "Mother, go wring out the towel, I'll help him take off his clothes."
To avoid such an awkward situation, Mingruo was naturally more than happy and hurriedly went to wring out the towel as her son had instructed. Shunyuan looked at the pale and haggard man before him, his hands still moving, but he felt only regret. It was a pity that his mother was already taken, and this Haidongqing was indeed a devoted man, but his mother did not like him, so why should he pester her? It would be better to let go gracefully. Now that he had kidnapped him and his mother here, what would the Wuhuan people think of him? This man... just like his father, he couldn't see through him.
A clean, hot towel had been brought over, and Shun Yuan helped Duanmu Yun remove his blood-stained armor, leaving only a thin layer of his inner armor. Ming Ruo wiped his face, but not knowing where he was injured, she wanted to call the army doctor, but Shun Yuan stopped her: "Mother Consort—he's fine, the blood isn't his."
Mingruo was taken aback, a huge weight lifted from her heart. She sat down, watching Duanmu Yun breathe steadily, then took his pulse, finally confirming that he was truly unharmed, merely exhausted from overwork. Shunyuan skipped and hopped into her arms, tugging at her sleeve and asking, "Mother was very worried about him?"
“He is an old friend of mine, so of course I’m worried.” Mingruo smiled slightly, patted Shunyuan’s head, and looked distant and wistful.
"I just don't want him to die. If he can live well, I can rest easy. Shun Yuan... I feel guilty towards him. I almost killed him back then. This is what I owe him, but I'm afraid I can never repay him in this lifetime." She sighed softly, not knowing what tomorrow would bring, but the only thing she could be sure of was that Duanmu Yun would no longer exist.
Suddenly, Duanmu Yun, lying on the bed, began to murmur in his sleep: "Ruo'er, Ruo'er... I won, I won... Ruo'er—"
Shun Yuan's face changed instantly, and he immediately grabbed Ming Ruo's clothes, his eyes brimming with tears as if he were about to cry: "Mother?"
Mingruo was also taken aback by Duanmu Yun's ramblings, but she remained calm and quickly reassured the child, "It's alright, don't believe him, nothing will happen. Your father is so powerful, how could he lose?"
Suddenly, Shun Yuan became restless. The nine-year-old child, who hadn't cried in a long time, burst into tears in her arms. His big eyes were red and swollen, his little nose was bright red, and he sobbed, trying not to make a loud sound. Ming Ruo's heart ached, and she quickly hugged him tightly. She heard him cry out, "Mother, I want Father! Mother, I want Father! I want to go back!"
...And how could she not want to see that person again?
Mingruo trembled. She knew Duanmu Yun; he was a light sleeper and wouldn't talk in his sleep unless he was extremely excited. Although she comforted her son, telling him not to worry, she wasn't entirely sure. He said… he won? How could that be? She didn't believe it! Mingruo suddenly hugged her child tightly, closed her eyes, and cried out, "Father, Father, where are you? Are you alright?"
In the distant capital, within the imperial palace, Emperor Xuli held a vermilion brush, examining a map on the table, a rare somber expression on his face. The Wuhuan had already advanced to the capital and would soon breach its walls. Most of Da'an had already fallen, with only a few cities clinging to life.
He drew a circle on the map, half of his face hidden in shadow, making it impossible to discern his emotions. Eunuch An stood at the door of the Imperial Study, sighing repeatedly.

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