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The War King was the second most esteemed figure in Dongling, aside from Your Majesty. He held command over four hundred thousand troops, a power capable of shaking the world, like a sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all nations.
Once he arrived, upon hearing this news, the Western Qi Emperor would likely lose sleep and have to lead his officials personally out of the city to greet him, demonstrating the utmost sincerity. Otherwise, any misstep could escalate tensions between the two countries, with dire consequences.
"As for why Your Highness has decided to reduce the tribute from Western Qi, there is no need to ask further." Yun Lingchuan's lips curled slightly upward, a hint of indulgence flashing in his eyes as he looked at her with the tenderness one might show a headstrong child. "After all, Dongling is prosperous; this tribute is merely a light drizzle. As long as Your Highness enjoys herself, that is what matters."
Having said that, he nodded in response, moving his head up and down. "Regarding the urgent matter Your Highness mentioned, I will do my utmost." His expression grew resolute, his eyes reflecting a sense of mission.
Yun Qingyu raised her gaze slightly, seriousness filling her eyes as she asked softly, "How are Father and Mother doing?"
Yun Lingchuan quickly nodded, his demeanor gentle as he replied with a warm smile. "Your Highness need not worry. With King Yu present, the Regent Uncle is already aware that you are well, so there has been no great panic. Everything is stable at home; all is well."
Yun Qingyu responded with a soft "mm," feeling somewhat reassured as she nodded slightly.
Then she pointed toward the door and said to Yun Lingchuan, "I called you here for another matter. My shadow guard has some health issues; I would like you to take a look at him." Her gaze shifted toward the entrance, worry evident in her eyes.
A rare look of surprise crossed Yun Lingchuan's face; his expression stiffened slightly as he instinctively followed her gaze with confusion and curiosity.
In his view, why would a mere shadow guard warrant such concern from Her Highness? This seemed quite illogical to him, and he furrowed his brow slightly.
Yun Qingyu calmly described Xin Yao's symptoms: "His pulse is steady, but every night when he falls asleep alone, he shivers from the cold. However, this does not happen when he sleeps holding This Palace. Could it be possible that he has been poisoned?"
Her tone was very calm, as if she were stating something quite ordinary.
Yun Lingchuan was taken aback, his heart racing with shock as his eyes widened in surprise.
"Sleeping with His Highness?"
He was secretly astonished. He had sensed that the relationship between this shadow guard and His Highness was somewhat unusual, but he never expected it to be this unusual.
The status of Your Highness was so noble; how could one be so intimate with a shadow guard? This was hard for him to accept, and a complex emotion flickered in his gaze.
At that moment, Yun Qingyu suddenly realized that her words had sounded somewhat ambiguous, causing her cheeks to flush like the evening glow, turning her face a deep red.
She hurried to explain, "It's not that he overstepped; I saw that he was freezing at night and took the initiative to let him sleep on the bed."
She felt a bit frustrated, as she hadn't anticipated that the situation would develop beyond her expectations, leading Yun Lingchuan to misunderstand her intentions. A hint of embarrassment crossed her eyes.
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