Chapter 1357: Chapter 1352: The Birthright of Saint Ruan's Son
Chapter 1357: Chapter 1352: The Birthright of Saint Ruan’s Son
“Wow!!! Long live the master! I bow to you, Master!”
Lin Sisi was so excited and bounced up and down; Su Yingxue hurriedly grabbed her, “Your master has already left, stop bowing!”
She pulled Lin Sisi up, pushed her back onto the bed, both laughing and feeling sorry for her, “You! Your master is right here, a living person, and he’s not going anywhere. What’s the hurry? You might have hurt your wound again, and that will be painful for you!”
“Ah, it doesn’t hurt! I’m just so happy! I’ve adored the emperor for many years, and now I can finally be his disciple. This is even more thrilling to me than being conferred the title of general! Chen Ruobai’s promise to make me the first female general might be empty words, but if I become the emperor’s disciple, I will definitely be the first female general in the Great Cheng Dynasty.”
In the future, she wanted to be the strongest female general in the four kingdoms and nine provinces.
Her master would teach her well and guide her all the way!
Lin Sisi’s eyes shone brighter than the stars in the night sky. Su Yingxue had never experienced the battlefield; this was her first time accompanying them, and she didn’t deeply understand their sentiments, but she admired Lin Sisi. She was brave and strategic, daring to innovate and break old conventions, always fighting wholeheartedly for what she wanted.
How many men in the world could match that?
And compared to Chen Ruobai’s supposed daring to act first in the world, fighting for justice for women, Lin Sisi’s proactive spirit was like a fresh stream, making it increasingly clear that Chen Ruobai was not on the right path.
Su Yingxue stayed with Lin Sisi for a while longer, worried that Lin Sisi wouldn’t rest and heal.
But Lin Sisi held her back, shared some secrets for a while, and handed her a tremendously important item.
Under Lin Sisi’s bed, there was a chest that held a wedding dress.
She entrusted this chest to Su Yingxue, urging her, “If I fall in battle, when you bring me back to Jiang Du City, let me wear this wedding dress.”
“What nonsense are you talking!”
Su Yingxue slammed the chest shut and glared at Lin Sisi, “You are going to return with us victorious and whole, why speak such ominous words?”
What falling in battle!
She wouldn’t fall in battle!
“Promise me.” Lin Sisi gripped her hand tightly, her gaze more serious than ever before.
Her seriousness weighed heavily on Su Yingxue’s heart.
Lin Sisi lost her playful demeanor and said in a low voice, “A general may die in a hundred battles; no general can confidently say they will definitely return alive from the battlefield. My father told me, once you become a general and step onto the battlefield, you must always be prepared to die for your country, to sacrifice for your country. I told Jinling the same when we went to fight together.”
“This wedding dress…”
“You must keep this wedding dress safe for me. If I return victorious, the empress must confer a decree allowing me to wear this beautiful wedding dress to marry Jinling. But if I fall, I still want to be Jinling’s bride, in this life, I am only marrying him.” Lin Sisi’s eyes sparkled with determination, and her smiling face was tender enough to dazzle.
She always left an impression of being fiery, bold, enthusiastic, and unrestrained.
Su Yingxue had never seen such a tender side to her.
But then again, which woman in this world isn’t capable of gentleness?
They all are.
Su Yingxue carefully locked the chest and promised, “I will make sure to preserve it well for you, waiting for your return… I will personally officiate your wedding.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty,” the junior officer said.
Lin Sisi bowed with her fists clenched.
Su Yingxue brought the box back to the military tent. She needed to continue making medicine with Saint Ruan. Before Lin Sisi and Chu Yihan set off, they had finally developed a medicine that could put the poisonous insects into hibernation.
In Yu Wenrui’s body, the activity of the poisonous insects wasn’t as frequent anymore, and he was not in so much pain because Su Yingxue had operated on him and had been treating him with medicine, gradually restoring his organs.
This also meant that, perhaps one day in the future, he could be a person again.
Instead of a nearly dead, poisoned corpse.
Yu Wenrui lay in the medicine hut, and today Su Yingxue had prepared another bowl of blood for him.
As she transfused the blood into his body, Yu Wenrui noticed her lips had turned a shade paler, “Dr. Su, you… are you alright?”
Su Yingxue performed her tasks seriously and focused, “I’m fine, don’t worry about me.”
“But your blood…”
Yu Wenrui couldn’t measure it, but through the gradual recovery of his body, he could feel that Su Yingxue had used quite a lot of her blood to nourish him.
A human body’s blood is not limitless.
“Knowing it costs her blood, you should speak less and save your strength to recover,” Saint Ruan came from outside, displeased, holding a box of medicinal meals with two bowls of pig liver soup. He set it directly in front of Su Yingxue, “Drink it all, do not leave a drop.”
Su Yingxue looked at the two large bowls, “Isn’t this a bit much?”
This would burst her stomach!
“Will you drink or not? If not, I’ll go tell Chu Yihan that you put on makeup to cover how pale you are from blood loss, and that you faint after walking a few steps.”
Saint Ruan threatened mercilessly, and Su Yingxue started drinking the pig liver soup. After finishing the two large bowls of soup and the blood-nourishing medicine given by Saint Ruan, she sat down on a chair.
Now she wasn’t light-headed from blood loss—she was dizzy from overeating.
Saint Ruan, seeing her this pathetic, couldn’t help but get angry, “You should have found someone else to give blood, but you insist on using your own. What can you do even if you save this guy?”
“Enough!” Su Yingxue, holding her forehead, said, “If it’s someone I need to save, I couldn’t possibly let another person donate blood. Whose blood can be given so easily? And if you dare to say too much to the emperor, I…”
“You’ll let Chu Yifeng throw my son out, won’t you?” Saint Ruan rolled his eyes, knowing they would never say anything good.
He’d made a son for himself, created vulnerability; this was self-inflicted!
Su Yingxue snapped her mouth shut without another word. After discussing Yu Wenrui’s condition again, Su Yingxue thought that if Yu Wenrui could be saved, then the new batch of poisonous insects refined by Chen Ruobai wouldn’t be an incurable disease—they could save more people.
But currently, other than blood transfusion, they couldn’t find a better treatment. They couldn’t let another person drain all their blood for the sake of saving one person, as this would harm both.
However, Yu Wenrui had revealed quite a lot about the situation inside Qiongzhou City, the secret paths of Qiongzhou Prefecture, and the city’s arrangements—all drawn out from his descriptions. In this final battle, they couldn’t claim absolute victory, but they were certainly not going to be defeated.
While he was still lucid, Yu Wenrui also revealed to Su Yingxue, “You must… capture that man of Chen Ruobai.”
“Her man? Which one?” Su Yingxue asked.