It's really no wonder Song Yihuan has so many thoughts. Before he met them, Feng Tingyun was just a wandering doctor, riding a little donkey and going wherever his heart led him.
Later, he lived in seclusion with them in Jiancheng. He bought the house himself. Although he also hired a servant to take care of daily life and clean the house.
But when he left Jiancheng, he gave the servant a sum of silver and let the servant leave. He didn't have the house cleaned regularly like this one here to keep it tidy.
This shows that Feng Tingyun was certain that he would come back one day.
While Song Yihuan was still in doubt, Feng Tingyun, who was standing in the courtyard, took out a whistle and put it to his lips.
The whistle had a very regular rhythm. It was obviously used for contacting people.
Song Yihuan looked up. Soon, several black - clothed men climbed over the courtyard wall and rooftops and landed silently in front of Feng Tingyun. They knelt on one knee and said in unison:
"Your subordinates welcome Your Majesty!"
Song Yihuan opened her eyes slightly, looking at Feng Tingyun in disbelief.
Your... Majesty?
Feng Tingyun said calmly, "Get up."
The black - clothed men stood up one after another. Noticing Song Yihuan behind Feng Tingyun, one of them asked, "Who is this?"
Feng Tingyun replied, "My adopted sister."
Hearing that Song Yihuan was his adopted sister, the black - clothed men looked solemn. They all clasped their fists and said, "Your subordinates pay respects to the young master."
Song Yihuan suppressed her surprise and nodded, saying, "You don't need to be so polite."
Feng Tingyun turned slightly and said to her, "Let's talk about the matter of finding the medicine in detail in the room."
Song Yihuan nodded and followed Feng Tingyun into the room. The black - clothed men didn't leave either. They also followed Feng Tingyun and Song Yihuan into the room and stood on both sides of Feng Tingyun respectively.
Looking at the situation in front of her, Song Yihuan felt more and more that Feng Tingyun's real identity was not simple.
One of the black - clothed men looked very excited after seeing Feng Tingyun. He stepped forward and said to Feng Tingyun, "Your Majesty has been away from Yanyun for ten years. Your subordinates thought that Your Majesty would never return to Yanyun again. But at this time, Your Majesty has come back and contacted us. May I ask what Your Majesty's purpose is for coming back?"
Song Yihuan looked at Feng Tingyun. She also wanted to know what Feng Tingyun was going to do.
Feng Tingyun said, "Naturally, it is to take back what should belong to me and bring peace to the world."
Hearing this, those people looked even more excited. They knelt down again in unison, clasped their fists at Feng Tingyun, and their eyes were filled with tears of excitement:
"Your Majesty is wise! The current emperor ignored the obstruction of his ministers, tore up the covenant with Your Majesty, and made an alliance with the Beidi and Xirong tribes and launched a war against the State of Yu. All young men over the age of sixteen were captured and sent to fight in the western border. This is ruining the foundation of our Yanyun!"
"Yes! The Beidi are as ambitious as wolves, and the Xirong are insidious and cunning. Although they have made an alliance with Yanyun now, there is no guarantee that they won't turn against Yanyun. Please save Yanyun and the suffering people of Yanyun, Your Majesty!"
From the words of these people, Song Yihuan had already guessed Feng Tingyun's real identity. She looked at him in shock. She never thought that Feng Tingyun was from the royal family of Yanyun.
Moreover, he didn't avoid her when talking about these things with these people. What on earth was he going to do? Weren't they here to collect herbs? How did it involve so many inside stories?
Feng Tingyun nodded slightly and said to everyone, "Tell me all the current situation of Yanyun and the progress of the northern allied forces' war."
According to what the staff said, the current king of Yanyun was still sitting in the imperial capital and had not gone to the front line of the war.
However, when mentioning Liaocheng, what that person said really frightened Song Yihuan.
"I heard that last night, Tuoba Shi sent people to capture alive Ji Lingchuan, the famous god of war of the State of Yu. Now he is being held in Liaocheng, waiting for the emperor of the State of Yu to come for peace talks."
"What?" Song Yihuan looked shocked and couldn't help standing up from her chair. "He was captured? How is this possible?"
How could this be? He was extremely skilled in martial arts. Even Feng Tingyun was no match for him. How could he be captured so easily?
"I heard that he went deep into the enemy's territory alone, intending to kill Tuoba Shi. But he was surrounded by the Beidi army and was hit by a poisoned arrow. That's why he lost his advantage and was captured alive."
"An arrow wound? Is he okay? They captured him but didn't kill him. What are they planning to do?" Song Yihuan asked.
That person looked at her in surprise, not knowing why she cared so much about Ji Lingchuan. But remembering that she was Feng Tingyun's adopted sister, he patiently explained to her:
"Our spies said that his life is temporarily out of danger, but the poison has made him lose his strength and he can no longer use his martial arts. He is not only the commander - in - chief of the border army of the State of Yu, but also the cousin of the emperor of the State of Yu. The Beidi and Xirong won't hurt him. They just want to use him as a bargaining chip to exchange for more benefits with the emperor of the State of Yu."
Song Yihuan secretly let out a sigh of relief.
After that, Song Yihuan didn't have the heart to listen to what Feng Tingyun and these people were saying. She sat there with a frown, feeling extremely heavy - hearted. She didn't even notice when all the people in the room left.
When she came back to her senses, Song Yihuan found that only she and Feng Tingyun were left in the room. She looked at Feng Tingyun, hesitating to speak. Not knowing where to start, as if sensing that she had something to say, Feng Tingyun said:
"Just ask whatever you want to ask."
"Brother Feng, who on earth are you..." Song Yihuan still couldn't believe that this "miracle doctor" who had lived with them day and night for four years actually had such an identity.
Feng Tingyun knew that she must be very shocked and had many questions. He smiled slightly and gave her an answer.
"As you can see, I am from the royal family of Yanyun. I was once the king of Yanyun."
Song Yihuan couldn't hide her shock. "If so, then why..."
"I was born blind. Although I was the legitimate son and could inherit the throne rightfully, because of my eyes, my other brothers all thought that they were more qualified to be the king than me." Feng Tingyun said casually.
"For this reason, they used many tricks to get rid of me. My mother unfortunately passed away in this struggle. Later, although I successfully ascended the throne, my relatives were no longer there and my brothers were almost at odds with each other. I then felt that being an emperor was very boring."
"After much thought, I gave the throne to my younger brother and made a covenant with him that he was not allowed to initiate a war for thirty years in exchange for my never setting foot on the territory of Yanyun again. If either side violated it, the covenant would be invalid."
"I left the imperial capital. He sent people to chase and kill me all the way. I faked my death, changed my appearance and name, and since then, I have been living freely in the world without any worries. I traveled through Beidi and Xirong, and finally came to the State of Yu and met you all."