Zhao Rao's face was pale. She leaned against the big red pillow and looked at Song Hongao and Zhao Xiang who were standing outside the tent.
"Did they lose?" Zhao Rao asked softly. Her voice sounded very weak.
Song Hongao knelt down on one knee, "Your Majesty, this official is useless."
"If it was anyone else, they would not have won." Zhao Rao said softly, "They are not humans, they are demons."
How could there be demons in this world?
"Country Guarding Marquis, you have seen Lu Yaoyao before. Does she know martial arts?" Zhao Rao asked again.
Song Hongao hesitated, "I have not seen her before."
"She jumped down from the city wall today and was unharmed. It seemed like no one could hurt her." Zhao Rao continued to say softly, "Don't you think it is strange?"
"Your Majesty, your health is more important now. Don't think about these things." Zhao Xiang felt that Zhao Rao was starting to think too much. If this continued, she would only live in hatred and her health would worsen.
Zhao Rao shook her head lightly, "I am not thinking too much. If it is not like this, how did they do it?"
Song Hongao said softly, "Lu Yaoyao went out to sea a few years ago and brought back a hundred thousand elite soldiers. She turned Dongqing into the Yuan Country today. Maybe she had another adventure..."
"The heavens are so unfair." Zhao Rao clutched her stomach. She was really not satisfied.
"Your Majesty, a gentleman does not care about the length of his revenge. The most important thing for you now is not to take revenge but to give birth to the child safely." Zhao Xiang advised softly, "The imperial doctor said that you must relax and rest in bed for a period of time to protect the child."
Zhao Rao thought that this was Cheng Zheng's only child. No matter what, she had to give birth to the child. This was her life support.
"I will leave Sha Jiucheng to you. Country Guarding Marquis, you decide what to do." Zhao Rao closed her eyes. The future was long. She wanted to live well so that she could take revenge.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Song Hongao bowed. It was already a good thing for Zhao Rao to temporarily let go of her hatred.
Zhao Xiang helped Zhao Rao to lie down again. Zhao Rao clutched her stomach in pain, "If the imperial doctor cannot protect my child, they can forget about living."
Song Hongao, who was about to leave, frowned slightly. He saw the imperial physician waiting for him outside the courtyard.
"Physician Tang." Song Honao knew that Imperial Physician Tang was the best at protecting the fetus. Seeing his worried face, he was worried that Zhao Rao's body might not be so optimistic.
"Zhenguo Hou, this lowly official has something to say to you." Imperial Physician Tang bowed and walked to a corner with Song Honao.
"Could it be that the Emperor's health …" Song Hongao saw Imperial Physician Tang's expression and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Imperial Physician Tang nodded gravely, "We have already done our best to protect the child in His Majesty's belly, but … the knot in His Majesty's heart is hard to let go. Even if he is willing to rest in bed now, the effect is very small. This official is afraid that there is nothing this official can do."
"No matter what method we use, we must protect His Majesty's child." Song Honao said gravely.
"Before coming to Sha Jiu City, this lowly official has advised His Majesty that her fetus is not stable and it is best not to travel long distances. His Majesty did not listen at all and has not rested for the past few days …" Imperial Physician Tang sighed, "Zhenguo Hou, if Medicine King Valley's Duanmu Ya was still here, there might be a glimmer of hope. With our abilities, it is really difficult to protect the child."
Song Honao's face was solemn. Duanmu Ya was already dead and Medicine King Valley was very far from here. It was too late to go to Medicine King Valley for help.
"If we can't protect the child …" Imperial Physician Tang's face was solemn. It did not matter if he died, but he was afraid that he would implicate his family.
"Imperial Physician Tang, is there really no other way?" Song Honao asked gravely.
"Today, His Majesty has already seen red …" Imperial Physician Tang said in a low voice. He did not dare to be too straightforward in front of the Second Princess, "This is not the first time."
Song Honao was shocked. He could not imagine how crazy Zhao Rao would be if she could not keep the child. At that time, she would definitely seek revenge on Lu Yaoyao like crazy.
If Imperial Physician Tang had no way, then the other imperial physicians must also be helpless.
What could he do?
"Zhenguo Hou …" Imperial Physician Tang looked at him.
"Let me think about it." Song Honao raised his hand to signal him not to speak. He thought of a person, but would she help? "I'm going out."
Imperial Physician Tang thought that Song Honao was unwilling to help him, "Zhenguo Hou, this lowly official only asks you to keep my family …"
Song Honao had left quickly and asked the palace maid to inform Zhao Xiang that he was going out of the city.
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Having just won an almost impossible war, the Yuan Kingdom's barracks were filled with an inexplicable excitement. They had not yet been rewarded, but their mood was happier than if they had been rewarded.
Mo Rongzhan asked Shen Luoyang to reorganize the army so that they could have a good meal and relax tonight.
As soon as Ye Zhen returned to the city, she heard that Song Honao outside the city was asking to see her.
"Song Honao?" Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows. Why did he come to see her at this time?
"Let him come in." Ye Zhen said. As soon as she finished speaking, she found that Mo Rongzhan's face sank. She smiled and rubbed against him, "You won't let me see him?"
Mo Rongzhan said faintly, "You don't come to the temple for nothing."
He really didn't like Song Honao. He felt disgusted with any man who had a little reverie about Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen said, "Maybe he came to sue for peace."
"Do you think Zhao Xiang will sue for peace?" Mo Rongzhan asked.
"It doesn't seem likely …" Ye Zhen muttered, "I'll go and ask."
Mo Rongzhan held her wrist, hugged her in his arms and kissed her. "Come back early."
Ye Zhen nodded with a smile and went to the hall to see Song Honao.
"Lord Song, you're not here to send a second letter of challenge, are you?" Ye Zhen walked in with a smile and looked at Song Honao.
"Madam Mo." Song Honao smiled bitterly. She seemed to feel that he was here to send a letter of challenge every time. "I came this time to ask for a favor."
Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows, "Beg me?"
"Yes, only you can help." Song Honao nodded gently, deliberating how to speak.
"You want me to help Zhao Rao?" Ye Zhen asked faintly, probably guessing what it was.
Song Honao froze for a moment, "How do you know?"
"I've seen Zhao Rao." Looking at her face, he knew that she was weak. Most likely, the child would be lost.
"Madam Mo, that is Cheng Zheng's flesh and blood, Zhao Rao's only hope in this life." Song Honao whispered, "Can you …"
"If I help her, can she let go of her hatred?" Ye Zhen asked.
Song Honao whispered, "His Majesty has decided to stop the war."
"When?" Ye Zhen asked, "After she gives birth to the child next year?"
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