Chapter 2017 Asking for Help

Zhao Rao's face was pale and her back was leaning on a red pillow. She looked faintly at Song Hongao and Zhao Xiang who were standing outside the curtain.

"Did you lose?" Zhao Rao asked in a low voice, his voice sounding very weak.

Song Hongao knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, this minister is incompetent."

"Anyone else would never be able to win." Zhao Rao whispered, "They are not human beings, they are basically monsters."

How can there be monsters in this world?

"Marquis Zhenguo, you have met Lu Yaoyao before. Does she know martial arts?" Zhao Rao asked again.

Song Hongao hesitated and said, "I have never seen it before."

"She jumped off the city wall today and was unscathed. It seemed like no one could hurt her." Zhao Rao continued to whisper, "Don't you think it's weird?"

"Your Majesty, it's important for you to take good care of yourself now. Don't think about these things." Zhao Xiang felt that Zhao Rao had begun to have random thoughts. If he continued like this, he would only live in hatred more and more, and he would only become more and more dissatisfied with her body. The worse.

Zhao Rao shook his head gently, "I'm not just imagining things. If not, how did they do it?"

Song Hongao whispered, "Lu Yaoyao went to sea a few years ago and brought back 100,000 elite soldiers, turning the Dongqing Kingdom into the Yuan Kingdom today. Maybe she has another chance encounter..."

"God is so unfair." Zhao Rao covered her belly, she was really unwilling.

"Your Majesty, a gentleman's revenge does not matter how long it takes. The most important thing for you now is not to take revenge, but to give birth to the child safely." Zhao Xiang persuaded in a low voice, "The imperial doctor said, you must relax and rest in bed. It will take some time to save the fetus.”

Zhao Rao thought that this was Cheng Zheng's only flesh and blood. She would give birth to him no matter what, and this would be her life's support.

"Sha Jiucheng is handed over to you, Marquis of Zhenguo. It's up to you to decide what to do." Zhao Rao closed her eyes. The days ahead were long and she had to live well before she could take revenge.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Song Hongao saluted. It was a good thing to be able to make Zhao Rao temporarily put aside his hatred.

Zhao Xiang stepped forward and helped Zhao Rao lie down again. Zhao Rao held his lower abdomen in pain, "If the imperial doctor cannot protect my children, they will have no chance of living."

Song Hongao, who was about to exit, frowned slightly and saw the imperial doctor waiting for him outside the courtyard.

"Tang Yuyi." Song Hongao knew that Tang Yuyi was the best at preserving pregnancies. Seeing his sad face, Song Hongao felt a little worried that Zhao Rao's health might not be so optimistic.

"Marquis of Zhenguo, I have something to tell you." Tang Yuyi bowed and walked to the corner with Song Hongao.

"Is it the emperor's body..." Song Hongao suddenly felt something bad when he saw Tang Yuyi's expression.

Doctor Tang nodded heavily, "We have tried our best to save the child in the emperor's belly, but... the emperor is heartbroken. Even if he is willing to stay in bed now, the effect is still very little. I am afraid that the subordinates may not be able to do anything."

"No matter what method is used, the emperor's child must be protected." Song Hongao said in a deep voice.

"Before coming to Shajiucheng, the lower official advised the emperor that her fetus was already unstable and it was best not to travel long distances. The emperor would not listen at all. There has been no rest in the past few days..." Tang Yuyi sighed. He said, "Marquis Zhenguo, if Duanmuya of Yaowang Valley is still there, there may be a glimmer of hope. With the capabilities of a few of us, it is really difficult to save the child."

Song Hongao's face was heavy. Duanmuya was already dead, and Yaowang Valley was far away from here. It was really too late to go to Yaowang Valley for help.

"If we can't save the child..." Tang Yuyi's face was heavy. It didn't matter if he died, he was just worried about hurting his family.

"Doctor Tang, is there really nothing we can do?" Song Hongao asked in a deep voice.

"The Emperor has become famous today..." Tang Yuyi said in a low voice. He did not dare to speak too frankly in front of the second princess, "This is not the first time."

Song Hongao was shocked. He simply couldn't imagine how crazy Zhao Rao would be if she couldn't keep the child. She would definitely go crazy and seek revenge on Lu Yaoyao.

If Tang's imperial doctor couldn't do anything, then the other imperial doctors must also be at their wits' end.

What can he do?

"Marquis Zhenguo..." Tang Yuyi looked at him.

"Let me think about it." Song Hongao raised his hand to signal him to stop talking. He was thinking of someone, but was she willing to help? "I'm going out."

The imperial doctor of the Tang Dynasty thought that Song Hongao was unwilling to help him, "Marquis of Zhenguo, I only ask you to save your family..."

Song Hongao had already left quickly, and asked the palace maid to tell Zhao Xiang that he was going out of the city.

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Having just won a war that was almost impossible to win, the Yuan Kingdom's military camp was filled with inexplicable excitement. They had not received the reward yet, but they were happier than if they had received the reward.

Murong Zhan asked Shen Luoyang to reorganize the army, and he could have a good meal of wine and relax tonight.

As soon as Ye Zhen returned to the city, she heard that Song Hongao outside the city was asking for a meeting.

"Song Hongao?" Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows. It was already this time. Why did he come to see her?

"Let him come in." Ye Zhen said. As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that the face of Mo Rongzhan next to her had darkened. She smiled and leaned next to him, "You won't let me see him?"

Mo Rongzhan said calmly, "I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything."

He really didn't like Song Hongao, and he felt very disgusted with any man who had any thoughts about Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen said, "Maybe he came to seek peace."

"Do you think Zhao Rao will sue for peace?" Murong Zhan asked.

"It seems unlikely..." Ye Zhen muttered, "I'll go and ask."

Murong Zhan held her wrist, held her in his arms and kissed her, "Come back soon."

Ye Zhen nodded with a smile and went to the hall to meet Song Hongao.

"Master Song, are you here to issue a second letter of challenge?" Ye Zhen walked in with a half-smile, looking at Song Hongao with raised eyebrows.

"Mrs. Mo." Song Hongao smiled bitterly. She seemed to feel that he came to declare a challenge every time, "I came here this time to ask for something."

Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows, "Begging me?"

"Yes, only you can help." Song Hongao nodded gently, thinking about how to speak.

"You want me to help Zhao Rao?" Ye Zhen asked calmly, probably guessing what was going on.

Song Hongao was stunned for a moment, "How do you know?"

"I've met Zhao Rao." Looking at her face, it was obvious that she was weak and probably could not save the child.

"Mrs. Mo, that is Cheng Zheng's flesh and blood, and it is Zhao Rao's only hope in this life." Song Hongao whispered, "Can you..."

"I helped her, can she let go of her hatred?" Ye Zhen asked.

Song Hongao whispered, "Your Majesty has decided to cease the war."

"When will it stop?" Ye Zhen asked, "After she gives birth to the child next year?"