A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 958
"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Yuan Zizhu turned his face with the golden mask slightly and looked at his niece who was wearing black clothes.

The girl walked with a determined look in her eyes and a heroic demeanor. Yuan Zizhu secretly sighed in his heart, how come the little thing he held in his arms, who was no bigger than a kitten, had grown into such a tall person in a blink of an eye?
But she did look very straight, with a tall figure and a straight back, and her whole body exuded the aura of a resolute and brave general who was able to plan and strategize, and she had a royal noble air!
As expected of the only child of the Yuan family! The more Yuan Zizhu looked at the child, the more he liked him. From under the golden mask, a hearty laugh came out:
"Just say what you want to say. Are you the one who hesitates?"

Since he said so, Yuan Wuyou simply said it directly -

"Aren't you... going to take off your mask and try another kind of incense?"

Yuan Zizhu was stunned by these words, and then he understood what she had not said. He was so angry that he wanted to scold the child, but then he thought that if he got angry with the child, it would be too much of a fuss.

Upon hearing this, the masked uncle snorted angrily:
"That's ridiculous! You're so young, and you've only had two failed relationships, but why do you look like you've been hurt by love? I saw you conquer Rang County alone last night, so bravely that I thought you were a real heroine, fearless."

"General, you are out there defending your country. You can't stir up family discord in the rear, right? Even the Emperor of your Great Zhou is afraid of the Turkic Queen. I am suppressing the rebellion and bringing peace to the people. It doesn't conflict with my love troubles."

"If you really are an ambitious emperor, you should not avoid failure, but fight again and again and meet challenges head-on."

"No...why are you still educating me?"

Yuan Wuyou turned his head angrily and glared at his uncle beside him.

At that time, the two of them were walking on the long street, surrounded by a dozen guards wearing armor and masks, but they all followed the uncle and nephew five steps away.

She saw that her uncle was only looking at the road ahead, but he was holding her wrist with great strength. Yuan Wuyou struggled to break free from his hand in dissatisfaction.

"I can walk by myself!"

After she struggled to break free from him with a huff, her uncle, who was wearing the bright armor, suddenly turned around and stopped. A pair of surprised phoenix eyes appeared under the golden mask, but the surprise was fleeting.

He looked at her with sudden solemnity and said in a deep voice:
"Don't act like a child."

Yuan Wuyou also stopped, gritted his teeth, and said seriously:

"I just think it's normal for an elder like you to still act like a child at the age of thirty, since you haven't got married yet. But you're so fancy, wearing a mask and using perfume, I kind of believe what outsiders say, that you're into homosexuality..."

Hearing this, the phoenix eyes under the golden mask suddenly narrowed, and the eyes were sharp and oppressive. Yuan Zizhu's tone was heavy:
"Who is the elder between us? Do you think it's your turn to be so old-fashioned and discipline me?"

"I'm not this—"

"——And," Yuan Zizhu interrupted her in a deep voice, his brown eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said,
"Who on earth is spreading rumors that I'm not interested in women but men? You're so concerned about my uncle's marriage. Are you trying to introduce me to someone who can be my aunt?"

"Don't get me wrong. I don't have that ability." Yuan Wuyou waved his hands and told the truth. "The key is that you and my lover have similar habits. I was a little sad when I saw the scene, so I just gave you some suggestions..."

At that time, because the uncle and nephew stopped, the guards around them also stopped and looked at them.

The uncle and nephew looked at each other. Both of them had stubborn tempers and were arguing with each other, neither of them willing to give in.

But after hearing what she said, Yuan Zizhu looked at the little girl with a serious face and couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh from under the mask.

"Well, uncle, let's take the masks and spices as an example. You should find a hundred or so male lovers who look like the brothers, and give them masks and scent them with camellia! You should look at them every day until you overcome the heartache. This is called fighting poison with poison..."

At this point, Yuan Zizhu suddenly realized that he seemed to have included himself in this, so he waved his hand and said, "I'm getting off topic. Besides, you're just a child and you haven't even started a family yet. Those were just minor quarrels. How can you say you're hurt? Stop being pretentious. Go back and have a good rest. Fighting more battles is the best way."

"..."

After being comforted by his uncle, Yuan Wuyou became even more upset.

Fortunately, before the two men left the city, a group of people blocked their way and sent back the Wanmin Biao that had just been rejected by Yuan Wuyou in front of Yuan Zizhu, the King of Heyin.

He also said that to thank King Fengling for eradicating the evil spirits, Rang County was willing to submit to King Fengling.

Faced with such a territory that has been fighting with the imperial court for more than ten years, Yuan Wuyou would certainly not refuse such brave surrender.

In addition, Yuan Wuyou learned from her uncle that the Zhou army had captured Nanyang last night. Rang County now submitted to King Fengling, and the Dangxiang also retreated outside Wudang County. From then on, the entire Jingxiang area belonged to her family. Although Zhou State had solved a major problem, it would definitely be wary of King Fengling's dominance in Jingxiang.

Yuan Wuyou nominally pacified Rang County, but in reality he had no time to take care of it, so he let Rang County operate as usual, without any leader for self-government.

Because Yuan Zizhu was going to take the People's Memorial presented by the people of Rang County to King Fengling and return to Nanyang to report to the State of Zhou, the uncle and nephew quickly rode out of the city.

But he met a messenger at the city gate.

It was Mi Qinlin, who came to deliver the message that the Dangxiang Khan wanted to meet King Fengling.

Before Yuan Zizhu could open his mouth to denounce the Dangxiang King as an ungrateful bastard, his niece urged her horse on and left with the Dangxiang King's henchman, leaving the desperate uncle reining in his horse, gnashing with hatred.

Yuan Wuyou followed Mi Qinlin not far when he saw a man standing in the middle of the road.

There was a man in white sitting on a white horse.

When Wan Yuwu turned around, he was still wearing the same outfit he had worn when he left last night, showing off his broad shoulders and narrow waist. His tall stature, with his shirt wide open, exposed his broad chest. It was also possible to see that although the blood from the knife wound on his chest had solidified, it still dyed his shirt red.

Yuan Wuyou urged his horse to move closer.

"You're coming out dressed like this? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Wan Yuwuyu raised his pale handsome face, revealing a pair of deep blue eyes with red rims. "We——"

Before he could finish, Yuan Wuyou snorted:

"ended."

Even though she rejected him harshly, Wan Yuwuyu only felt a pang of pain in his heart for a moment. After calming himself down, he looked determined and asked stubbornly:
"How can I atone for my sins so that you can accept me again?"

Yuan Wuyou, who was sitting on the horse, still spoke calmly:
"I don't know. I never accepted you."

"You are just saying this in anger, right? You are making a big deal out of nothing... If you really want to vent your anger on me, then take action."

Wan Yuwu Yu was thinking of provoking her to vent her anger on him about the unfinished business last night. But the girl in front of him obviously didn't think that way, and immediately frowned and said angrily:
"You said I'm only good at talking and not taking action? Humph, if your brother wasn't dead, I would have gone to finish him off!"