Outside the covered walkway, Mu Xiao stood with his hands behind his back. After a long while, he said, "Physician Yu, please speak frankly."
"Although His Majesty's eyes were poisoned, he received timely treatment and the poison has subsided; he is fine."
Yu Qing sighed, "What troubles me is that His Majesty is overworked, his old injuries haven't healed and new ones have appeared, and he's not getting enough sleep. His health is severely depleted, and if this continues, I'm afraid..."
Mu Xiao clenched his fists at his sides, then bowed deeply after a moment and said, "Please, Divine Physician, think of a solution."
"I will prescribe some medicine to strengthen the Emperor's constitution and replenish his vital energy, as well as medicinal baths and daily medicinal meals. It's not difficult," Yu Qing said. "The premise is that the Emperor cannot go to the battlefield again, nor can he overexert himself."
But the current situation is critical. Powerful nations from all sides are pressing forward step by step, and everything in the Yan Dynasty is in ruins. No matter how powerful Mu Xiao is, he can only ensure that he does not go to the front line.
As the ruler of a country, the young man has an inescapable responsibility and unfulfilled ambitions.
Mu Xiao couldn't help but think that if Wen Yan had been born in Prosperous Age, he would only need to seize the throne. With his strategy and courage, he would surely lead the Great Yan to new heights.
Instead of taking over the already battered and broken Great Yan amidst chaos.
Amidst wind and rain, the road ahead is arduous and uncertain.
He was left with a body full of injuries and illnesses.
Mu Xiao's eyes were slightly red. He bowed deeply to Yu Qing and said in a hoarse voice, "Please, Divine Physician, do your utmost to treat me. As for the rest, I will try my best to satisfy you."
Yu Qing bowed in return, saying, "It is my duty as a subject."
After entering the room, Mu Xiao gently stroked the boy's temple, picked up a strand of dark hair, and softly kissed it.
The boy was just inches away, yet the man's love surged silently within him.
" A-Xiao?"
The boy reached out and touched it, asking, "Is this A-Xiao?"
Mu Xiao grasped the other's hand and pressed it against his cheek, letting him feel his warmth. "It's me."
Wen Yan smiled and relaxed.
" Yu Qing said the toxins have been cleared and he'll recover soon," Mu Xiao comforted him. "You just need to rest and recuperate. The matter in the Northern Frontier isn't urgent; I already have a plan..."
"The matter of the imperial examinations can be handled by Minister Li. With me overseeing it, you don't need to worry too much..."
Mu Xiao talked a lot, and in the end, it was unclear who he was talking to, as he covered everything in great detail.
Wen Yan interrupted him softly, " A-Xiao."
Mu Xiao paused, his voice slightly hoarse. "What's wrong?"
The boy's smile was bright and gentle. When he curled his lips, Mu Xiao was even vaguely reminded of the boy in his younger days, dressed in fine clothes and riding a spirited horse, conquering battlefields.
And after reclaiming the city, the young emperor looked back and smiled from the city wall, his eyes shining with unrestrained brilliance.
" A-Xiao, I will definitely become a wise and benevolent ruler of Prosperous Age era!"
At that moment, the boy, with that same smile, softly said to him, "You will be my eyes."
The following morning at court, an imperial edict was issued, appointing Mu Xiao as regent.
"Waaaaah, I'm crying so hard!"
After the first scene was filmed, Wen Xiaojiu, the person involved, was the first to burst into tears, wiping her tears with Feng Chi's sleeve, "Can I please not die?"
Feng Chi helplessly hugged the man and gently patted his back to comfort him.
Wen Jiu cried and said, "If I die, what will you do, A-Xiao?"
Feng Chi paused in patting his back, his expression shifting from sunny to stormy. "Whose name did you call?"
The crew and director on set, who were still feeling somewhat sad, suddenly heard this sentence. They exchanged glances with the people next to them, and all of them saw two words on each other's faces:
Speechless.
Good heavens! So, President Feng drank this morning wasn't soy milk, but vinegar?
She's even jealous of the characters!
And he even acted in it himself!
Wen Jiu looked completely bewildered. " Mu Xiao?"
Feng Chi forcefully lifted his chin. "Look at my face and say it again."
Wen Jiu:?
Wen Jiu was forced out of character, her mind still reeling, and she actually repeated it again.
Say it again!
" Mu Xiao!"
"I..."
" Mu Xiao! Mu Xiao! Mu Xiao!" Wen Jiu exploded, forcefully shoving the person away. "What's wrong with you now?!"
Is he deaf? Why does he have to repeat himself so many times?!
Feng Chi, his face cold, sulking to himself.
The entire crew watched the show with great interest and schadenfreude.
"I touched up my makeup!"
Wen Jiu couldn't resist him, and fiercely grabbed his hand, "What are you doing here? Let's film the next scene!"
Feng Chi didn't say anything, but his eyes "secretly" reddened.
Zhang Guozhong was so excited about shipping this couple that he even wanted to edit this part into the behind-the-scenes footage so that Perpetual Motion Machines could enjoy it together.
He remained outwardly calm, cleared his throat, and feigned seriousness. "Ten-minute break. Um, those of you who need to take care of family matters, hurry up."
Yu Qing covered her mouth to stifle a laugh.
The man, so big and strong, followed behind the boy with a pitiful expression, obediently letting him lead him away, enduring Wen Jiu's grumbling with his head bowed and eyes downcast.
Wen Jiu: "Did you own a vinegar factory in your past life? You can eat so much!"
Feng Chi:... Wife, you finally realized what's going on.
"Let me make this clear beforehand: I didn't provoke anyone this time, I didn't look at any cute girls or other guys, it's you who's sick in the head, getting jealous of yourself!"
Wen Jiu crossed her arms and looked at him, "If you have someone to blame, you can only blame yourself!"
Feng Chi lowered his eyes and whispered, "Oh."
Wen Jiu:...
Poor Wen Xiaojiu Jiu, who rarely spoke up so confidently, ended up acting like he'd suffered a terrible injustice! It was as if he'd done something wrong!
Is this reasonable?
Wen Jiu grew increasingly agitated. "What exactly are you trying to do?"
"I couldn't control my emotions, I'm sorry." Seeing that the boy was really angry, Feng Chi immediately changed his tune and apologized.
The man seemed genuinely aware of his mistake, his tone incredibly sincere, "Let's go, we won't disturb your filming."
After saying that, it left very obediently and sensibly.
Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously reached out and pulled the person back.
"What are you doing?" Wen Jiu's anger inexplicably dissipated, and she tentatively asked, "Are you upset?"
Feng Doggy nodded, then pressed his advantage, accusing, "You yelled at me."
Wen Jiu: "..." Her tone seemed a bit fierce?
More and more people were looking over, Wen Jiu felt embarrassed to continue the awkward silence, so she took the man's hand and stood on tiptoe.
She gave him a comforting kiss.
Her bright, starry eyes were so clear and pure, "One kiss, will you be good now?"
Feng Chi smiled, raising her lip line and making a "2" gesture with her hand.
Two are needed.
If they had dog ears, they'd probably be standing up and wagging their tails happily.
Wen Jiu couldn't do anything about it, so she leaned in and kissed him again.
Zhang Guozhong covered his face and cried, " Wen Xiaojiu, is it appropriate for you to spoil me like this?"
President Feng, is it reasonable for you to be such a scoundrel?!
All he ever does is try to take advantage of his wife!
Ahhh, I absolutely have to post these behind-the-scenes clips so the Perpetual Motion Machines machine family can come and criticize you!!!