Chapter 225

Chapter 225 - This World Can Only be Yours

After following Yin Xu back to his room, Teng Yu asked, “When can you return to the capital with me?”

Yin Xu laid down on the soft bed, rolled over, and wrapped himself in a blanket before replying, “Why rush? Winter here in the south is much milder than in the capital.”

Teng Yu sat on the edge of the bed and hugged him tightly. “With me here, are you still worried about the cold?”

Yin Xu thought to himself, no matter how warm you are, I can't hug you all the time as a heater.

“I haven't kept up with the court's affairs lately. Tell me, how's the Duke of Qin's rebellion going? Is it resolved?”

“You really are something... You didn't even look at the information I sent you?” Teng Yu pressed down on Yin Xu's exposed shoulder and playfully bit his nose.

Yin Xu dodged, muttering, “Who wants to bother with those things?”

Teng Yu sighed, resigned to his fate, and recounted the details of the Imperial Court. Since he didn't know much either, he chose to focus on the main points.

Yin Xu scooted closer to the bed and then lifted a corner of the blanket: “Come in and talk.”

Teng Yu kicked off his boots, removed his outer robes, and climbed in, holding Yin Xu tightly in his arms.

The emperor is gradually being kept in the dark. When I heard he lost the army and sent reinforcements, I didn't expect him to discover the truth so quickly. I heard he was so furious that he fell ill again.

Yin Xu was stunned, “Is the Second Prince sick?” Would his father prioritize helping an outsider? Could it be that if the Duke of Qin wins, he'll become the crown prince?

“I still can't determine what agreement he made with the Duke of Qin, but it's definitely to his advantage. My second brother isn't foolish, just a bit impulsive.”

“Isn't that foolish?” As an observer, Yin Xu felt that the Second Prince's decisions were irrational, as if he wasn't thinking clearly.

Teng Yu chuckled and didn't comment, thinking: When someone is pushed to their limit, they often act irrationally, even if it means causing themselves more harm than good—they still charge ahead.

“There's still some poison left in the emperor's body. Initially, the imperial physician couldn't diagnose it, but after his rage flared, it reactivated. This really frightened everyone at the hospital.”

Yin Xu smirked and nudged him. “Did the imperial physician fail to diagnose it, or did you orchestrate it?” He knew the physicians capable of curing the poison were all under Teng Yu's control.

“Don't falsely accuse your husband. How could such a devoted husband do such a thing?” Teng Yu scratched his armpit a few times and said quietly, “Antidotes take time, and chronic poisons need to be treated gradually. The imperial physician repeatedly warned against too much emotion, but who would have expected Second Brother to provoke him to such an extent?”

Yin Xu felt some sympathy for the emperor, “Truly pitiful. If he were my son, I'd slap him to death!”

“I heard you mention that the Western Regions are made up of small countries? Is there a problem?”

“Don't be fooled by the small population of the Western Regions; their ambitions are not small, especially the barbarian tribes in the Northwest.”

The northwest is cold, and in the north, it gets even colder. Without livestock, food, and citizens, many families struggle to survive. For their people, there's only one option left: to rob!

The small countries in the Western Regions face a similar situation.

“If that's the case, why doesn't Dazhuang use food to secure peace at the border? In the Cultivation World, sects and families often fight to the death over resources, treasures, and spirit veins. But if these things were as common as food, most probably wouldn't risk their lives to snatch them, right?”

“Do you think feeding wolves meat is a long-term solution?” Teng Yu shook his head and laughed bitterly, realizing Yin Xu was being naive again.

Yin Xu shrugged, “If you want to solve it my way, you either kill them all at once or beat them until they submit. Once we're family, naturally, we'd provide them with food.”

That's a good idea. However, the Northern Barbarians are very scattered. They won't fight you head-on; instead, they'll fight while retreating.

“So that's how it is.” Yin Xu touched his chin, realizing that dealing with an opponent who excels at escaping is indeed tricky.

Yin Xu himself had used this very ability to escape countless times, avoiding capture.

“However, sending troops to guard the border is not a permanent solution. No one can guarantee they can defend the border for decades.”

“At that point, without the Huo Family Army, we could have the Li Family Army or the Wang Family Army. It doesn't matter who leads the troops; with the Northwest threat under control, Big Liang will be safe. Otherwise, corruption will inevitably occur.”

Yin Xu didn't think about the emperor's concerns, only about the king's heart. For that reason, he boldly advanced, unafraid to confront gods and buddhas alike.

For example, if he entered the martial arts world and aimed to become its overlord, no one could stop him. If his martial arts skills were higher, he would have already dominated the martial arts world today.

As long as he had a weapon in hand, he preferred using force to conquer the world. This was the exact opposite of Teng Yu's approach.

“Then let's start tomorrow and head back to the capital. The new year is approaching, so it's about time to return.” Yin Xu thought about how this time last year, he had followed Teng Yu back to the capital. This year, they had moved to another place, and it was time to go back.

It was as if the Third Prince Mansion had already become his home. No matter how long he wandered outside, he always returned home for the new year.

He couldn't quite understand how the word “home” could hold such magic.

He voiced his doubts, but Teng Yu laughed uncontrollably as he explained, “Idiot! What you miss isn't that cold mansion, it's me. Where I am, that's home.”

Yin Xu finally understood why he had painstakingly changed this courtyard to resemble the Scenic Garden. It wasn't that he missed home, but that he missed the person at home.