Chapter 2218: Chapter 2218: Let Him Die Completely
“High Priest, Sir, I heard outside that the Monarch Emperor of the Jun Empire has died,” he said.
“Hmm?”
An Jiuyue froze for a mont, almost unable to respond.
The Jun Empire—that’s the country she was about to travel to soon, wasn’t it? The Monarch Emperor of the Jun Empire, who was cut from the sa mold as the Emperor of Beikun and Emperor Zhong, is dead?
“What a coincidence?”
She didn’t really believe it was just a coincidence.
“A Monarch Emperor in the pri of his life, dead? And the people of the capital of the Central Imperial Country even knew about it right on ti?” She narrowed her eyes and asked.
“If he’s really dead, why don’t we go check it out? Sis-in-law, when are we leaving?” Yuu Rong asked. He thought the affairs of the Central Imperial Country were pretty much wrapped up by now.
“In two more days.”
An Jiuyue glanced at Qian Jiyun before she spoke.
The matters in the Central Imperial Country were indeed concluded, but she didn’t want to depart for the Jun Empire imdiately.
Since the Monarch Emperor of the Jun Empire was already ‘dead,’ she’d take her ti. She wanted to see just how many days this Monarch Emperor could stay dead.
“Didn’t you say he’s dead? Then let him truly stay dead.”
“Yuu Rong, go invite the Ninth Prince over,” Qian Jiyun ordered.
“Got it.”
Yuu Rong responded promptly and left imdiately.
He had just caught a glimpse of the Ninth Prince earlier. If he went now, he’d be able to intercept him perfectly.
“Want to inquire about the Jun Empire? I think it’d be better to ask the Empress Dowager instead,” An Jiuyue said, looking at him, offering advice.
This Ninth Prince—she’d figured him out. Holding command over an army of fifty thousand, yet harboring no grand ambitions, rely wanting to live in tranquility. If not for this, the Central Imperial Country wouldn’t have ended up in its current state.
From him, one wouldn’t likely learn much about the Jun Empire.
“Ask General Ning.”
Leng Yikun chid in abruptly.
He felt the Empress Dowager and the Ninth Prince were unreliable, and only General Ning—a man brimming with ambition—would have enough interest to investigate the affairs of other nations.
“True, there’s still General Ning. Let’s ask him,”
An Jiuyue’s eyes lit up. She thought this idea was excellent. Once evening ca, they’d head over to question General Ning—it’d be as simple as that.
“Jiyun, let’s go tonight and ask General Ning how much he knows about the Jun Empire.”
“Alright.”
Qian Jiyun responded lightly, then extended his large hand to grab the tiny hand of the little baby that was sneaking into his Qiankun Bag.
Little Nuonuo: “…”
He had just stolen one piece and stuffed it into his mouth. Was he not even allowed to take a second piece?
Was this father of his really so stingy?
“One piece at a ti.”
Qian Jiyun lectured the little baby.
The baby’s mouth was still full, and yet he was reaching for a second handful already? Eating snacks a little at a ti each day? By this rate, the little baby could finish it all in just one day without even eating proper als—just snacking his way to a full belly.
“Nuonuo?”
An Jiuyue also turned her gaze to her little baby son.
“Nuonuo won’t eat, won’t eat. Nuonuo da, don’t take it away.”
The little baby quickly covered the Qiankun Bag with both small hands, afraid that his mother would confiscate it.
If his father took the bag, he could cry and plead with his mother to get it back for him. But if his mother took it, then no matter who he begged, it wouldn’t work.
Even though he was small, he understood—his father listened to his mother!
“Alright, I won’t take it.”
An Jiuyue scooped the little baby off Qian Jiyun’s lap and patted his little bottom.
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