After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Perhaps it was God's blessing on this pair of ill-fated lovers.

Just this morning when he was attending court, Qi Yan'an received an urgent report from the border.

"This is outrageous! The Chidu Nation was severely hit by the previous snowstorm and they have no food left in their country, so they come to our Dacheng border to rob and kill people wantonly! Do they really think that there is no one in my Dacheng? They really let them bully Dacheng!"

Qi Yan'an angrily threw the memorial he received to the ground.

All the ministers knelt down one after another: "Your Majesty, please calm down."

"Calm down? How can I calm down? People have bullied you right at your doorstep, and you still can't think of any solution, right? We have been arguing about whether to fight or make peace since last year, and there is still no result?" Qi Yan'an said angrily.

The ministers looked at each other, and none of them dared to speak up to vent Qi Yan'an's anger.

Finally, Yun Shanliu stepped forward calmly and said, "Your Majesty, if Dacheng still had the strength to go to war with Chidu Kingdom last year, it is completely impossible this year."

Qi Yanan knew that this old man would definitely want to make peace again and let him marry the princess to Chidu.

"Why did Prime Minister Yun say that?"

Yun Shanliu said: "Your Majesty, last year the Dacheng treasury was still full, but last winter there was a plague in Jinzhou, the grain harvest was poor, and there were heavy casualties. This year, at the beginning of the New Year, heavy snow blocked the roads, many people were displaced, and the fertile fields were also frozen.

From this, we can infer that this year Dacheng is bound to have another year of poor harvest. Under such circumstances, it would be good enough if the national treasury can guarantee the food supply for the people of Dacheng and not cause disputes and panic among the people. Under such circumstances, it is absolutely impossible to fight against Chidu."

What Yun Shanliu said was right. Qi Yan'an must be aware of these things.

The situation this year is indeed more serious than last year.

But he was just a young emperor who had no daughter, had not been on the throne for a short time, and had not yet secured his throne.

The Chidu Kingdom has always wanted a legitimate princess.

The ministers all recommended his elder sister, Princess Shang Yao.

Shang Yao was his only relative, and she suffered a lot for him in his early years.

If he was asked to marry her to Chidu, he couldn't do it.

"This matter still needs further consideration. Let me think about it more."

This morning court session lasted for a long time, which was unusual.

The Queen also received the news.

"Bai Zhi, go change into the clothes of a palace maid. I will take you to see Si Jiu."

"Now? Is it okay, my queen?" Wen Baizhi was a little surprised.

The Queen pushed her inside and said, "I have received news that His Majesty has important matters to discuss in the court. I am afraid he will not be back until the evening. This has happened to His Majesty before. He discussed with the ministers until midnight. This is a good opportunity. We must seize it."

Wen Baizhi couldn't contain her excitement: "Thank you, Madam."

Although this move is very risky and might implicate the Queen.

But Wen Baizhi is a selfish person, and the queen herself said it was okay.

She was eager to see Si Jiu again.

He no longer cared about anything else and wished he could go to Si Jiu right now.

Wen Baizhi changed her clothes as quickly as possible, and followed the queen, followed by a group of people, to the place where Si Jiu was imprisoned, just like yesterday.

Li Qing was also standing guard in the front court with Qi Yan'an at this moment. There was not a single guard left here.

The queen easily took Wen Baizhi out of the palace.

"Luckily you know where it is, otherwise your Majesty hid it so well, I really wouldn't be able to find it in this huge palace."

Wen Baizhi said: "It was Eunuch Li who brought me here before, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to find it."

The queen urged her, "Okay, stop talking and go in quickly. Is half an hour enough for you? I will take the palace maids to a nearby place for a walk and come back to pick you up when the time comes."

Wen Baizhi thought to herself, it's this familiar half hour again.

But now, every minute and every second is precious to her.

"That's enough. Thank you, my lady. I'll meet you outside when the time is up."

The queen didn't waste any words and left with the palace maids.

Wen Baizhi looked around again and confirmed that there was no one there before she pushed open the door and walked in.

This was her second time entering the room.

She also walked in during the day.

As soon as she stepped into the room, the first thing she saw was Si Jiu, who was sitting at the table, holding a brush in his hand, lowering his head and coughing constantly but still writing.

He cut Si Jiu's left hand again and the blood flowed into the inkstone.

He must have a high fever and kept coughing.

But he couldn't lift his left hand, and he couldn't even cover his mouth with his hand to cough.

Wen Baizhi saw Si Jiu's wet hair scattered messily behind him, and saw that his clothes were still stained with the dust from yesterday's imperial garden.

There was a hole in the clothes at the chest, and if you looked closely, the fabric looked like it was stained with blood.

Si Jiu's cheeks were sunken, there were bruises under his eyes, and his face was covered with scars, as were his hands.

It doesn't look like there's a good place.

She knew he must be having a hard time.

But she didn't expect that when she really saw it, her heart would hurt so much.

"Zi Jin." Wen Baizhi called out his name with heartache.

Si Jiu kept his head down.

He vaguely heard someone calling his name.

He even thought it was Wen Baizhi calling him.

But it's broad daylight now, how could Wen Baizhi appear here?

Si Jiu shook his head and continued drawing the grids without raising his head.

Wen Baizhi knew that he must still be in a trance.

Even if I heard her voice, I wouldn't dare to believe it.

She no longer stood there, but walked quickly to Si Jiu's side.

Then he leaned over and hugged Si Jiu's skinny shoulders.

"Zijin, it's me. I'm here to hug you."

As she spoke these words, her tears also fell.

They rolled together to the back of Si Jiu's neck.

The hot tears made Si Jiu slowly react.

It’s really Wen Baizhi who is here.

Si Jiu's hand holding the pen was suspended in mid-air, and he turned around in Wen Baizhi's arms in disbelief as if by a machine.

He looked up and saw Wen Baizhi's face.

He saw the person he had been thinking about day and night appear in front of him.

"Baibai?" Si Jiu asked with a sob.

Wen Baizhi felt even more distressed: "It's me, Zijin, I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm sorry."

Si Jiu never thought that he would meet Wen Baizhi so soon.

He never thought that his lover would say sorry to him.

He should obviously thank her.

If it weren't for her, he would have died countless times in these days of torture day and night.

"Baibai, it hurts." After so many days, he could finally say these words.

"Where does it hurt?" Wen Baizhi was worried.

She didn't want to check at all, because Si Jiu could see with the naked eye that there were wounds all over his body.

"Hug me Baibai, hug me again." Si Jiu just said this.

Wen Baizhi did as she was told.

"Hold tighter, Baibai. Hold tighter."

He urgently needed to feel Wen Baizhi's presence.