CHAPTER 395: CHAPTER 258: REBELLION

Listening to the footsteps, it’s my husband.

Yun Chunnuan hurriedly grabbed the small jacket she had been sewing for her son on the bed, hearing the slowly approaching footsteps, her heart still pounding incessantly.

When the man reached the bed, he found she even held the jacket inside out, feeling both heartache and distress for a moment.

"Thinking of our son again?"

He sighed softly, sitting at the bedside, gently correcting the small jacket in her delicate hands.

Yun Chunnuan hesitated for a moment, then quickly said, "I’m a bit worried; my mother and the others should have arrived in Nanqi by now, right?"

"Yes, they’ve arrived." Yelyu Lie handed over the letter he received this morning to Yun Chunnuan.

Yun Chunnuan felt a surge of emptiness in her heart, having just seen her son, yet having to feign extreme longing.

She quickly opened the letter, initially smiling, but upon reading her mother-in-law’s description of her son’s experiences along the journey, realizing she missed hearing him call ’Mama’ for the first time, her vision inadvertently blurred...

A coarse fingertip gently traced her little face, "Are you regretting it?"

Yun Chunnuan shook her head, "Just a bit regretful, Dora can call me Mama now. Husband, our son’s growth rate is indeed different from other children; I’m a bit worried that in a few months, he might not recognize us."

Generally, a baby would start speaking after at least one year.

But her little Dora, just a few months old, was already babbling.

She had wanted to hold a full moon celebration for her son, but failed, unsure if there’d be time by his first birthday...

Thinking of the baby’s milk-scented, reluctant-to-leave look in her arms, Yun Chunnuan’s voice choked.

Yelyu Lie felt even more guilty.

Holding her delicate body tightly in his embrace, he softly murmured, "No, that little fellow is very smart; how could he not recognize his dad and mom? Nuannuan, it won’t take half a year, at most two months..."

Upon hearing this, Yun Chunnuan’s body immediately tensed.

She knew how restless the city had been recently; the soldiers originally patrolling belonged to her husband, yet there was now another group, causing fear and unease among the city’s populace, directly impacting the business of ’First Night’.

Street vendors gradually packed up their stalls, and shop owners closed their doors, ceasing operations.

Currently, in the Royal City, no matter which street, it was as if silent death had fallen, with seldom any movement outside.

Even several of Yun Chunnuan’s farms had stopped sales to external parties more than a month ago.

Only a few trusted individuals with their families were left to oversee each of the farms.

At the trade fair a month ago, there were no signs of Bianliao people; neighboring merchants sending vegetables and fruits came twice, gaining nothing.

Wanting to enter the city, but the Royal City was already heavily guarded, allowing only entry, not exit.

Some dared to challenge this, and not only failed to procure the vegetables and fruits they desired, but also got trapped in Bianliao.

If even foreigners could sense Bianliao’s unrest, how could the common people remain unaware?

In fact, even if the farms continued sales, there wouldn’t be any vegetables or fruits to buy.

As early as Yelyu Lie told Yun Chunnuan about Bianliao preparing for war, she quickly hastened the ripening of originally planted fruits and vegetables.

All crops were changed to potatoes, and as a batch matured, they were silently stored in the cellar, preparing for future warfare.

Yet now, the war hasn’t even started, so why did her husband say at most two months?

Yun Chunnuan looked suspiciously at the man.

He took her small hand and silently wrote a word.

Yun Chunnuan recognized the word, and her heart jolted, "Husband, have you decided?"

"Once the bow is drawn, there’s no turning back. If I endure this time, my next step will be losing my life! My blood may spill on my land, in exchange for restoring the nation, but I will never allow a treacherous minister to kill me!"

Yun Chunnuan tightly clenched his trembling big hand, her voice slightly quivering, "But if you act first, the reputation of treacherous minister will befall you."

She didn’t understand much about the court or war, but since ancient times, even the most wise Monarch couldn’t escape the notoriety of treason if linked to rebellion.

She had thought about her husband rebelling, but that was after the reigning King had passed.

If the one to inherit the throne was Yelyu Yao, incompetent and mediocre, he wouldn’t spare the entire General Mansion, then rebelling would be logically justified.

Now considering Tie Muhun, isn’t it too hasty?

Her husband... the word he had just written on her hand was—rebel!

Yelyu Lie chuckled dismissively, "Tie Muhun’s Iron Cavalry has already surrounded the neighboring cities; Nuannuan understands what this means?"

These days, Yun Chunnuan had been staying in the General Mansion, not stepping outside.

The city was even more tumultuous, and she should have stayed indoors but also missed this crucial news.

Her eyes widened, as anyone not a fool would understand the implication!

"King of Bianliao... is he going to completely eliminate you?! Just because of one Tie Muhun?"

"It’s just a game of winners and losers. In a few days, there will be a military drill in the camp, and I, as your husband, will stage a very realistic play, Nuannuan, don’t be afraid."

This matter was originally only known to Yelyu Lie and Na Jiezhe; even Banlai was kept in the dark.

But recalling when he had been injured at the Royal Palace, his little wife had been utterly frightened.

He couldn’t bear to see her silently weeping, so he had to reveal it first.

Yun Chunnuan’s heart raced rapidly, her small hand gripping the man’s big hand, sweating profusely.

"Husband, succeed or fail, I will stay by your side."

She didn’t delve into it — she didn’t understand military matters.

But Yun Chunnuan knew, now what her husband needed most was her support.

"I had people pre-dig cellars on the west side of several farms, storing over ten tons of potatoes, should the soldiers need them..."

"Nuannuan, there won’t be any failure."

He held her cold and sweaty small hand, his voice steady yet calm, "Don’t think that with our son not here, you are preparing to die with me.

There’s no such possibility."

"Husband..." Yun Chunnuan was terrified.

Even though she had often urged her husband to no longer serve the King of Bianliao.

This day came so suddenly; she thought it was just a rivalry between generals but didn’t expect it to be so severe... oh no, it can’t even be called severe now.

Any mistake and the entire General Mansion would be buried with it!

She didn’t distrust her husband, but nothing is a hundred percent guaranteed success.

No wonder he kept telling her to go, no wonder he reconsidered the day before her mother departed.

Turns out her husband had prepared for the worst long ago.

Yun Chunnuan was grateful she stayed, and grateful her mother-in-law left with their son.

She couldn’t do much, the only thing she could do was silently stand behind him.

Even in death, to be together.

In a flash, it was July 20th.

Outside the city, it was a lively trade fair.

Inside the city, in the military camp, were valiant, tower-like generals, with armor and steeds, full of vigor, their spirit surging skyward!