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Chapter 97 "I only care about the faith in my heart, I only ask that my original intention remain unchanged, and that I have a clear conscience."

Soon, Grandpa Qin led them to the ancestral hall.

This was Ji Boxi's first time entering the Yue family's ancestral hall. As soon as he entered, he saw the rows of memorial tablets, and his eyes involuntarily reddened.

He knew that most of these were members of the Yue family who had sacrificed their lives fighting for Daqing.

And General Yue...

Ji Boxi's gaze fell on one of the memorial tablets, on which was engraved the name of General Yue.

"Back then, I wondered if I would ever have the chance to fight alongside General Yue on the battlefield, but I never imagined..."

Little did I know that the rescue would be our last.

Yue Jinyu remained silent, her lips pressed tightly together.

Over here, Grandpa Qin had already lit two incense sticks, one for Yue Jinyu and one for Ji Boxi, and then he left.

Only Yue Jinyu and Ji Boxi remained in the ancestral hall.

The two knelt down and bowed.

Ji Boxi looked at General Yue's memorial tablet and said, "General Yue, I am Ji Boxi. You may have forgotten me."

"But I have never forgotten the general."

"I was able to survive because of the general's rescue."

"Because of the general's rescue, I decided that I would spend my life like the general, fighting on the battlefield and protecting Daqing and its people."

"Now, Bo Xi's wish is almost fulfilled."

"It's just...it's a pity that I couldn't be with the general."

Looking at the memorial tablet before him, Ji Boxi finally sighed, bowed again, offered incense, and then got up.

Just as the two were about to leave the ancestral hall, Ji Boxi said, "I can see that the young prince is skilled in martial arts, and quite skilled at it. Why is he hiding it?"

Almost as soon as Ji Boxi said those words, Yue Jinyu's sharp gaze fell on him.

"Did you see it?"

Ji Boxi smiled wryly, "It's not hard to see, is it?"

Yue Jinyu understood.

Indeed, they are both skilled in martial arts, and Ji Boxi's martial arts skills are quite high.

It's not surprising that he could see it.

After all, ordinary people and martial arts practitioners are different.

No matter how hard he tries to disguise it, there are some things that cannot be hidden.

"What do you want to say?" Yue Jinyu withdrew her gaze from Ji Boxi and turned her attention back to the ancestral tablets in the ancestral hall.

"I would like to ask, what is the reason for the young prince's actions? Does the young prince not wish to restore the former glory of the Yue family?"

Yue Jinyu was stunned for a moment, then laughed. Looking at the countless memorial tablets in front of her, her eyes reddened as she laughed. "I thought you would think I was a coward who was afraid of death."

"Haven't you heard? Everyone in the capital is saying that General Yue is a tiger father but has a dog son." Yue Jinyu's lips curled into a sneer.

Ji Boxi shook his head. "I believe that General Yue's son is definitely not a coward who fears death."

Yue Jinyu smiled, her eyes glistening with tears.

"Ji Boxi, your imperial uncle has summoned you to the capital and appointed you to the army. You may be leading troops into battle in the future. Are you happy about this?" Yue Jinyu asked.

“Of course I’m happy; this is something Bo Xi has been looking forward to.”

"Even if it means dying on the battlefield? Even if Daqing is now like a sinking ship, are you willing to accept that?"

"Yes."

Ji Boxi's gaze was firm. "Young Prince, Boxi doesn't know what you've been through, but I won't care what happens outside, or even what happens in Daqing."

"I only care about the beliefs in my heart, I only ask that my original intention remain unchanged, and that I have a clear conscience."

"That way, even if I die on the battlefield, I can die in peace without any regrets."

"Furthermore... young prince, have you forgotten that His Majesty is also skilled in martial arts? Do you think His Majesty even knows that you are skilled in martial arts?"

Ji Boxi left, leaving Yue Jinyu completely bewildered. Even after Ji Boxi left the ancestral hall and the Yue family, Yue Jinyu kept thinking about what Ji Boxi had said.

When Grandpa Qin arrived, he saw his young prince drunk at the entrance of the ancestral hall, with bottles scattered all over the ground.

"Young Prince, you mustn't drink too much wine."

Grandpa Qin took the wine bottle from his hand and helped him up.

Already completely drunk, Yue Jinyu opened her eyes and looked at Grandpa Qin with a drunken slurred gaze, saying, "Grandpa Qin, do you also think that Jinyu is useless?"

Grandpa Qin patted his head and said, "In Grandpa Qin's heart, Xiao Jinyu has always been a good child."

"What success or failure, Grandpa Qin doesn't care. Grandpa Qin believes that your parents don't care either."

"They only care about your safety and happiness."

"As long as Xiao Jinyu is safe and happy, that's enough."

Yue Jinyu listened blankly to Grandpa Qin's words, tears streaming down her face.

She then leaned on Grandpa Qin's shoulder and burst into tears.

After crying, Yue Jinyu fell ill.

That night, he developed a high fever.

Grandpa Qin summoned the imperial physician overnight. This matter even alarmed Emperor Xuanhe, who directly ordered the head of the Imperial Medical Academy to treat the patient.

With the head of the Imperial Medical Academy taking action, and given that Yue Jinyu's fever was caused by excessive worry and anxiety, it was a natural consequence.

So it is relatively easy to treat.

However, Yue Jinyu, who was suffering from a fever, was constantly plagued by nightmares.

He had a lot of dreams in a row.

There was the grief of learning that his father, uncles, and others had died on the battlefield, and that his mother had committed suicide out of love; there was also the despair of seeing the devastation he had witnessed while traveling through Daqing over the years…

Finally, his parents appeared, looking at him tenderly and saying the same words as Grandpa Qin had said yesterday.

As long as he is safe and happy, it doesn't matter whether he succeeds or not.

The next morning, although Yue Jinyu was still asleep, his fever had subsided.

When he groggily opened his eyes, the light in them seemed different from hope.

"You're awake? Do you feel unwell anywhere?"

At this moment, Yue Jinyu noticed someone by the bed and heard a familiar voice.

Looking up, Yue Jinyu saw Emperor Xuanhe and was startled. She hurriedly tried to get up, "Uncle Emperor, why are you here?"

Emperor Xuanhe pressed Yue Jinyu down, preventing him from getting up.

“You’re sick with a high fever, how could I not come? After all, I personally raised you.”

In fact, Emperor Xuanhe invested more affection in Yue Jinyu than he did in the Crown Prince.

Ultimately, the ages are different.

When Yue Jinyu was taken to the palace to be raised by him, she was only 2 years old.

“Young Prince, you don’t know, His Majesty has been watching over you all night,” Liu De said from the side.

This is indeed the case.

After Grandpa Qin went to the Imperial Hospital to invite the imperial physician.

Emperor Xuanhe ordered the head of the Imperial Medical Academy to treat Yue Jinyu, but he was still worried, so after finishing his memorials, he left the palace and went to the General's Mansion, where he indeed stayed with Yue Jinyu all night.

Yue Jinyu never expected that his uncle would stay by his side all night.

My uncle is the emperor.

And he's getting old.
Yue Jinyu looked up and clearly saw the weariness between his uncle's brows, as well as his worry for him.

At this moment, Yue Jinyu's heart was filled with guilt.

(End of this chapter)