Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2507 Nightmare

Ji Jiashu's heart was slightly shaken, but he didn't say anything, just looked at her.

Ying Baoyue looked at him and couldn't help but laugh, "Jiashu, someone taught you, right?"

"Baoyue," Ji Jiashu said with a wry smile, "It's not that I don't believe what you said."

"I understand," Ying Baoyue didn't mind at all, but felt relieved, "It's good for you to do this."

She had originally been worried that Ji Jiashu's character was too virtuous and not suitable for entering officialdom, but now it seemed that she had been worrying too much.

He is that man's son after all.

"The king's words cannot be trusted," Ying Baoyue said, "Your father told you this, right?"

Ji Jiashu was silent for a moment and nodded.

Ying Baoyue sighed in his heart, feeling sad and relieved at the same time.

In a sense, the Ji family did have a long history of family learning. If she guessed correctly, Ji Mo should have been training Ji Jiashu to be a national teacher since he was a child, and he taught him as much as he could, both in terms of cultivation and in dealing with people.

Ying Baoyue could probably guess how harsh the upbringing Ji Jiashu had received since childhood.

Although this method of training a child is too cruel, some things are unavoidable when born in such a family. If you just think that the child is too young and do nothing to train him, the final result is likely to become like Xu Bingqing.

Xu Canghai chose to protect his daughter for the rest of her life with all his strength.

Ji Mo chose to throw his son directly into the cruel human arena and let him survive by his own strength.

It is impossible to judge who is right or wrong between the two. After all, if Ji Jiashu was not talented enough and mentally strong enough, Ji Mo's way of raising a child might not work out.

"The king's words cannot be trusted," Ying Baoyue looked up at the palace wall outside the window that was so dark that it seemed to have no end.

"My master also told me this in my previous life."

But she didn't know whether Lin Shubai himself really believed this sentence.

Kingship is a monster that can devour a person's nature.

No matter how close you are with a person, once that person ascends the throne, nothing he says can be trusted.

The cunning rabbit dies, the running dog cooks.

Ying Baoyue felt upset when she thought of what happened to the Jin, Mu and Gui families after Emperor Ying ascended the throne.

"It's hard for me to guarantee that I won't take action against Ying Xun," Ying Baoyue sighed, "If I say I can keep him safe for the rest of his life, I guess no one will believe me."

Even if she doesn't take action now, once the situation stabilizes, the close ministers around her will continue to persuade her to get rid of Ying Xun.

Ying Xun's existence will become a source of unrest in the court.

Ying Xun was the child she brought into this world with her own hands and promised to take care of for the rest of her life. He would never hurt her even if she hurt herself.

But she couldn't promise that she would never hurt him.

For Ying Xun's safety, she chose not to even trust herself.

"I didn't want to say this," Ying Baoyue smiled, "I will send Ying Xun away after this busy period is over."

"Send away?" Ji Jiashu was stunned. "Send to where?"

"Hou Liao."

Ying Baoyue shifted his gaze back to the memorial spread out on the table, "There is a man over there, a friend of Ying Su. Even if I become possessed and want to harm him one day, that man will protect Ying Xun."

  Who?

Ji Jiashu was a little slow to react. Hearing the name Ying Su from Ying Baoyue was shocking enough for him.

"Is it Master Mountain Ghost?"

Ying Baoyue shook her head and smiled, "You will know later."

Ji Jiashu found that she seemed to attach particular importance to the memorial in her hand. When he leaned over and saw the handwriting on the memorial, he immediately understood.

The memorial was printed with the emblem of Shanhaiju and was written by Li Mei Niang. Ji Jiashu suddenly became nervous, "What's going on over at the Great Wall now?"

Apart from the things happening inside the Afang Palace these days, Ying Baoyue was most concerned about the situation at the Eternal Night Great Wall.

"The Zen Temple and the rebellious Xirong people have not attacked again for the time being, but..."

Ying Baoyue's eyes were solemn. "Zhao Guang sent a message that two more Zhai kings have declared independence."

There were a total of twelve courts in the Western Rong. After Zhao Guang announced his succession to the White Wolf King's throne, only eight responded to his edict. Among the eight courts that swore allegiance to him, two announced their departure from the White Wolf King's control.

"Lord Yunzhong should have returned to Xirong."

Ying Baoyue's eyes darkened slightly, "Otherwise, these two Zhai kings wouldn't have suddenly changed sides."

Zhao Guang had nominally ascended the throne, but at least half of the Western Rong forces did not obey his orders.

This situation is very bad.

The situation now appears to have stabilized, but in fact it is just the precursor to a storm.

"What was taken away from me, you will finally lose too."

The words that Yun Zhongjun said to her before leaving have been fulfilled.

She lost Li Ji.

Ying Baoyue stretched out his hands and grabbed the edge of the desk, trying to endure the pain that felt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

  So, Yun Zhongjun also had his important person taken away from him?

Who is he?

The face covered with burn marks appeared in front of Ying Baoyue's eyes. She already had a vague guess in her mind, but she still needed someone to help her confirm it.

"Jiashu," Ying Baoyue looked up, "It's too late now. When you come tomorrow morning, can you ask someone to come over for me?"

"Okay, who do you want to invite?"

Ji Jiashu originally thought that Ying Baoyue was going to look for Mu You or Gui Chen, but she hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to see Gui Chen's mother. Bring her here tomorrow."

Ji Jiashu was a little surprised, but still nodded.

"It's too late. If you have nothing to do, you can go back first," Ying Baoyue continued to look down at the memorial in his hand.

"Baoyue," Ji Jiashu frowned, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

There was a sound of night watchmen outside, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

"Well, I'll go to sleep after reading this letter," Ying Baoyue said without raising his head.

"You lied to me," Ji Jiashu looked at the low couch in the other corner of the study. The bedding on it was neatly laid out, with no signs of having been moved in three days.

"You need to sleep," Ji Jiashu held down Ying Baoyue's hand holding the pen, "even just taking a nap is fine."

The situation was too tense in the past two days, and Ji Jiashu did not dare to persuade her, but now that Li Ji's matter has been discussed and there has been no major battle on the front line for the time being, Ying Baoyue really needs to take a rest.

Ying Baoyue's spirit was always tense, like a stretched bowstring. Ji Jiashu was really afraid that it would break at any time.

"I'll be watching over you here. Even if you sleep for a few hours, it won't affect state affairs," Ji Jiashu emphasized. "A qualified king must also learn to rest. Excessive fatigue will reduce one's judgment."

Although Ying Baoyue also liked to show off her strength before, she knew what she was doing and how to take time to rest and relax her mind.

But these days she was like a furnace that never stopped burning, just burning fiercely and refusing to relax.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, looked up at Ji Jiashu, and smiled sadly, "Jiashu, it's not that I don't want to sleep."

"I can't sleep."

"As soon as I close my eyes, I will be back to that day."

Back to the moment when Li Ji said goodbye to her.