The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me
Chapter 347 - 344 Daydream

Chapter 347: Chapter 344 Daydream

"And the Emperor," he must trust him too.

"So inviting him to persuade might just have an unexpected effect."

Pei Muyang didn’t know what she intended to do and asked, "Should we invite him here first?"

Luo Shan nodded, "Mm."

Pei Muyang immediately sent someone to invite him.

While waiting for Chu Jun, Luo Shan got dressed, freshened up, and wanted to apply some beautiful makeup, but upon seeing the scars on her neck in the mirror, she lost the mood.

She was no longer the Luo Shan whose beauty had been unmatched in Luozhou.

Chu Jun was someone she couldn’t think of desiring.

However, she didn’t need to desire him, a fleeting romance ought to be an easy affair.

Luo Shan frowned slightly, sighing softly.

Pei Muyang, watching her, asked perplexed, "Doctor Luo, why the sigh? Is something troubling you?"

Luo Shan smiled but didn’t reply.

Her troubles were simple, just a lonely body.

Women from the pleasure quarters all had these problems.

It hadn’t been so urgent when Cui Jianqing was around.

But Cui Jianqing had left her for half a year, and then she came to the Capital City, where it had been a month, her body truly felt lonely.

She had thought about leaving the palace and returning home, keeping a few men, but firstly, she hadn’t met anyone suitable, and secondly, the Emperor couldn’t do without her for his injuries.

Truly lonely.

So much so that the moment she saw Chu Jun, her body became restless.

Chu Jun arrived when it was already light.

He arrived hastily, quite tired, so much so that his breath was heavy, and the veins on his neck were apparent, giving him a peculiar sexiness.

Luo Shan, being a mature woman, swallowed and averted her gaze.

"Doctor Luo, Mr. Pei?"

Chu Jun greeted them cheerfully, "Calling me this early in the morning, is there something you need me for?"

With impatience in his heart, Pei Muyang spoke directly, "Director Chu, here’s the thing, the Emperor plans to personally go to Beiqi to rescue the Empress."

On hearing this, Chu Jun’s smile faded and his expression turned stern, "That’s not acceptable! Absolutely not! The Emperor’s health cannot withstand such long and arduous travel."

Pei Muyang agreed, "Exactly. Who wouldn’t say so? But the Emperor won’t listen."

At this point, he looked towards Luo Shan, hinting, "Doctor Luo, please speak to Director Chu."

Luo Shan sat on the soft couch, supporting her forehead with her delicate hand, looking exhausted.

And she was indeed tired. Her body, still recovering from the severe punishment at Dali Temple, had been dragged further by treating the Emperor while unwell. She really couldn’t bear it.

What was most important was the loneliness of the body, which also drained her energy.

Her restlessness at night made it hard to sleep, and it further jeopardized her health.

"Director Chu—"

Summoning her energy, Luo Shan spoke weakly, "You once made astrological predictions for the Empress, detecting something unusual about her. The Emperor trusts you. So, please persuade the Emperor, tell him... the Ziwei Star has moved north, which is inauspicious."

Chu Jun didn’t think the Emperor would listen to him, "Doctor Luo seems to oversimplify matters. The Emperor is strong-willed and resolute; he wouldn’t heed such advice."

Luo Shan knew the Emperor’s character well and continued, "Director Chu, you misunderstand. The inauspiciousness I speak of is for the Empress."

Chu Jun appeared confused, "Please explain further, Doctor Luo."

Luo Shan looked deep into his eyes, continuing, "The Emperor cares even more for the Empress. You simply need to make clear the benefits and harms of the journey to Beiqi for the Empress, and the Emperor will consider it on his own."

Chu Jun understood her meaning but was really not good at lying, "How should I explain these benefits and harms? I—I can’t fabricate them."

His face flushed with embarrassment.

In fact, he didn’t even know why he felt so embarrassed.

But meeting Luo Shan’s gaze, he would always feel flustered, and his face would burn.

Seeing his blushing face, Luo Shan thought to herself: So he’s still rather naive. Can’t even lie.

Her body felt even more restless.

She found Chu Jun quite appealing.

Unfortunately, she could only look from afar, not to indulge more intimately.

"Just say this, if the Emperor personally goes to Beiqi, the commotion will be too large, inevitably leading to a war between the two nations. And you, observing the astronomical signs by night, discerned that the Beiqi Emperor would commit suicide after military defeat. Before dying, he would take the Empress with him with a cup of poisoned wine."

"Would the Emperor believe it?"

Chu Jun thought Luo Shan’s words were far-fetched.

If it was him, he wouldn’t believe it.

Luo Shan chuckled lightly, "Whether the Emperor believes it or not, I cannot say for certain, but I wager the Emperor wouldn’t dare take the risk."

Chu Jun also believed the Emperor wouldn’t gamble with the Empress’s life, but still—

"He Ying, since I have divined these events from the heavens, the Emperor will surely ask me for a solution. What should I say then?"

"Just say—"

Luo Shan paused for a while, coming up with a countermeasure, "Do unto others as they do unto you."

Chu Jun figured out the Beiqi substitution process and frowned, "Can this really work?"

Luo Shan replied unconcernedly, "That’s not something for us to worry about. We just need to keep the Emperor in the Capital City to recover from his injuries for now. Once he’s well, let him go wherever he wishes."

Chu Jun, "..."

At this point, it could only be so.

"Alright. I understand."

Chu Jun performed a simple bow and headed for the main hall.

In the main hall

He Ying was still sleeping.

He hadn’t slept well in the early part of the night, yet in the latter half, he had slept soundly.

His body must have known that he was to set off for Beiqi tomorrow and needed to rest up properly.

When Chu Jun entered and saw the Emperor sleeping, he waited quietly.

And as he waited, he too became drowsy.

He hadn’t been sleeping well these past few days, his nights consumed with thoughts of Luo Shan’s cool fragrance.

Despite only a brief encounter, he found it impossible to forget.

He had never been one to think of women before.

Like now, the thought of Luo Shan being next door made him doze off for a moment, and he even dreamt of her.

There was nothing unhealthy in the dream.

It was just the way she looked at him.

Despite trying to restrain herself, she had looked at him several times.

He could feel that she was interested in him.

This left him feeling exhilarated—never had he expected her to appear cool and aloof but harbor a passionate heart.

Regrettably, their differing statuses meant they had little interaction.

"Cough cough—"

As He Ying opened his eyes, he spotted the figure on the chair not far away.

Surprised to see Chu Jun, he coughed twice to get his attention.

Chu Jun, a light sleeper, woke up quickly and, seeing the Emperor looking at him, quickly knelt to pay respects, "This lowly official pays homage to the Emperor."

He Ying raised a hand to ask, "What brings you here?"

While waiting for the Emperor to wake, Chu Jun had already prepared his excuse, and he spoke plainly, "This official, upon observing the night sky, discovered something of note and dared not conceal it, thus I came to report to the Emperor."

He Ying’s brow furrowed slightly, a bad premonition welling up inside, "What discovery? Is it about the Empress—"

He wore a look of concern, clutching at the wound on his chest, sitting up,

Chu Jun lowered his head in silence, intending to pressure the Emperor, leaving him with grim imaginings, which would then cloud his judgment.

As expected, seeing this, He Ying became highly anxious, "Speak! What have you discovered! What has happened to the Empress?"

Chu Jun waited until the Emperor’s impatience peaked before saying, "Emperor, when observing the celestial bodies, I saw that a conflict between Da He and Beiqi is imminent."

He didn’t mention the Emperor’s trip to Beiqi, for the Emperor, keen as he was, would have realized that it had been leaked by Mr. Pei.

In such a case, his words would lose all credibility.

Unaware of Chu Jun’s thoughts, He Ying, upon hearing of the impending conflict and contemplating his personal mission to Beiqi, which surely would lead to war with Beiqi, found his prediction to be exactly as foretold.

It appeared that Chu Jun’s observational skills had significantly improved.

Thinking this, he asked, "Have you discerned the outcome?"

Chu Jun nodded and replied, "Yes, I have. The two nations will clash, each suffering heavy losses. Our Da He will prevail but at the cost of losing the Empress."

"What do you mean?"

He Ying, with a solemn face, asked urgently, "How could we lose the Empress?"

He was going to Beiqi to rescue his Empress; how could he lose her?

Chu Jun informed him, "The reason for Beiqi’s defeat is due to a combination of external threats and internal turmoil. A Beiqi Prince seized the opportunity to rebel, besieging the Beiqi Palace. The Emperor Bei Qi, losing power and facing death, compelled the Empress to accompany him in burial."

"No!"

The thought of that scenario darkened He Ying’s countenance, "She is my Empress!"

How could she be made to accompany Qi Wuya in death?

No, she was his Empress; how could she die in Beiqi!

No, no, it wasn’t just that; how could Sang Yan die!

He wouldn’t let her die!

He Ying clenched his fists, took a deep breath to maintain composure, and asked, "Since you have foreseen this, do you have a solution to avert it?"