The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me
Chapter 348 - 345 The Best Strategy

Chapter 348: Chapter 345 The Best Strategy

Chu Jun glanced at He Ying, his face showing hesitation, but he did not speak.

He hadn’t realized himself that he had a knack for lying.

At least He Ying had not seen through his lie.

Seeing his hesitance, He Ying even encouraged him, "Speak. Speak boldly. I have my own judgment."

Chu Jun appeared to be encouraged by him and slowly spoke out, "This humble official believes that war is the worst strategy."

He Ying was surprised that he would say such a thing and looked at him seriously for a while before asking, "Then what is the best strategy?"

Chu Jun said, "Use the enemy’s own tactics against them."

"Be specific."

"The Emperor can send a letter to Marshal Rong and have someone infiltrate Beiqi to exchange for the Empress."

"It sounds simple, but where do you find someone that similar?"

He didn’t want to see anyone resembling Sang Yan.

Sang Yan was unique, and resembling her would be a sin.

That was something he could not tolerate.

"There is a solution to every problem if one makes the effort."

Chu Jun stressed his tone, "In any case, to rescue the Empress, we need to plan for the long term."

He Ying shook his head, unable to agree, "I cannot wait that long."

Chu Jun’s expression grew heavy, "Even if you cannot wait, you must. Your Majesty, haste does not bring success. Think about the Emperor of Beiqi. When he devised his decoy strategy, he also planned it for a long time. You cannot risk the Empress’s safety as a joke."

How could He Ying risk Sang Yan’s safety as a joke?

When it came to Sang Yan, he simply could not place his hopes on others.

"But I must do something."

"Yes, indeed you should do something."

As Chu Jun spoke, he changed the subject, "You need to take good care of your health. Only with a strong and healthy body, can you last until the end."

He Ying replied with a bitter smile, "What about the Empress? How long can she hold on?"

Sang Yan was most afraid of Wuya.

Keeping her by his side, how much she must suffer!

Just thinking about it, his heart felt like it was being sliced by a knife.

"Apart from this, do you have any other ways to rescue the Empress?"

He didn’t think the method was very good.

It was practically opportunistic.

But after much thought, he really couldn’t come up with a better idea.

Seeing that the Emperor seemed to be wavering, Chu Jun immediately said, "Your Majesty, trust this humble official. The Empress is a person with great fortune and will definitely turn danger into safety and live a long and healthy life."

These words were exactly what He Ying wanted to hear.

He urgently needed such words as psychological comfort.

"Sending someone to infiltrate Beiqi Palace to rescue the Empress is... feasible. However, I can only give a time limit of one month. After half a month, I will need an update, and if it doesn’t satisfy me, I will personally go to Beiqi myself."

"Yes."

Chu Jun thought that buying half a month time was a decent gain, in any case, if the Emperor hadn’t recovered well by then, they could find another way.

Thus, he bowed and unthinkingly praised, "Your Majesty is wise."

He Ying, "..."

He felt something odd about it.

It was vastly different from the decision he had made the previous night.

Of course, he didn’t dwell on it but had Pei Muyang prepare paper and ink and wrote a letter to be sent urgently to the frontier.

Rong Ye was stationed at Beiqi’s doorstep.

Starting action with him would be much faster.

Especially since his own health was not looking good, going to Beiqi in person would also be a significant drag.

Thinking about his own body, his body began to protest.

The wound in his chest ached dully, as if blood were seeping out.

Seeing this, Pei Muyang hurriedly called out, "Quickly send for Doctor Luo!"

When Luo Shan arrived, Chu Jun had not yet left.

She gave him a glance, nodded her head, said nothing, and proceeded to apply medicine to the Emperor’s wounds and bandage them up.

He Ying, enduring the pain, wiped away the cold sweat trickling down his forehead, and asked, "How long will it take for this wound of mine to heal?"

Luo Shan honestly replied, "Your Majesty, the injury is to the heart channel. It will take at least a month."

He Ying frowned upon hearing this, "Half a month. I’ll give you half a month. If it’s not better, bring your head to me."

Being an Emperor was to be so tyrannical and heartless, not sparing a thought for past kindness.

Luo Shan sighed, "Your Majesty, you could make it even more difficult for others."

Chu Jun, standing by, couldn’t help but speak up for her, "Your Majesty, Doctor Luo has already done her best. She brought you back from the brink of death at Ghost Gate and has tended to you day and night. Even if there’s no merit, there’s hard work involved, I hope Your Majesty—"

"Shut up."

He Ying, already moody, instantly exploded when he heard the babble, "Are you trying to use your favor to seek repayment in front of me?"

"I wouldn’t dare."

Chu Jun, reprimanded, quickly bowed his head to ask for pardon, "May Your Majesty calm your anger. This subject has overstepped."

Seeing him respond this way, He Ying felt even more irritated.

Ever since losing Sang Yan, his emotions had been very unstable, always on the verge of explosion.

But after exploding, there would also be guilt and self-reproach.

He was clearly aware that he had just been overbearing and unreasonable.

Both Chu Jun and Luo Shan were meritorious subjects, and as a sovereign, one should absolutely not have such an attitude toward them.

It’s too cold-hearted!

"Fine. You all may leave. Let me be alone."

He waited for Luo Shan to apply new medicine and re-wrap his wound, then waved his hand to dismiss them.

Thus, Luo Shan and Chu Jun left the palace together.

They walked shoulder to shoulder, their steps in unison, showing a surprising level of tacit understanding.

As they were about to part ways after leaving Qingning Palace, they glanced at one another and, as if by agreement, slowed their pace.

Luo Shan found Chu Jun somewhat interesting, so before they went their separate ways, she took the initiative, "Thank you, Director Chu, for speaking on my behalf just now."

"No need for thanks, Doctor Luo."

Chu Jun casually smiled, speaking in defense of the Emperor, "Well... about what the Emperor said, don’t take it too much to heart. He’s actually harsh in words but soft at heart, it’s just that he’s too worried about the Empress and his emotions can easily get out of control."

Luo Shan nodded, "I understand."

She had been by the Emperor’s side for some time now and knew that the Emperor was a man of deep feelings.

Just because of his true feelings for the Empress, she wouldn’t take it to heart.

After all, the Empress was her life-saving benefactor.

Seeing her composed and nodding, Chu Jun knew she understood and couldn’t help but praise, "Doctor Luo really is wise and perceptive."

He looked at her and smiled as he complimented her, his eyes full of sincerity.

Luo Shan felt she was being flirted with—this man was quite a feast for the eyes when he smiled.

She really wanted to ’eat’ him!

So, she responded with a smile, "Regardless, I am indebted to Director Chu, so please allow me to use my expertise to take your pulse, shall I?"

Her intention was to create physical contact, to bring them closer.

Chu Jun wanted to refuse, first because he was in the prime of youth and considered himself healthy, and, secondly, because men and women shouldn’t touch, and the palace had plenty of male Imperial Physicians.

But what came out of his mouth was, "Sure. Thank you, Doctor Luo."

And he dazedly followed her.

They entered an adjoining hall one after the other.

In the hall,

The breakfast had already been laid out on the table.

Seeing this, Luo Shan felt even more encouraged and with a smile extended an invitation, "Director Chu, if you don’t mind, let’s have breakfast together."

Chu Jun, facing her smile, once again said in a daze, "Alright."

Then he sat down at the table.

The breakfast was fairly plain and light.

Which suited his taste.

He lowered his head to eat, and a man who usually enjoyed conversation became mute.

The person across from him was Luo Shan.

Previously lofty and aloof, she too could smile.

And it was toward him that she smiled, and so beautifully at that.

It made his heart beat wildly, his ears occasionally roaring with the sound.