Professional Ethics of a Concubine

When Mu Nianqiu heard his words, he smiled helplessly and advised softly,

"I am not a pill, Your Majesty's headache should still be treated by the imperial physician.

Or you can go see Doctor Feng. Qingzhi said he can cure any difficult disease. He even cured Junfeng's leg disease!"

"I will deal with my headache later. Let's take care of the two children first."

Prince Su smiled and said, "You coax them first. I'm too dirty. Go wash up and change into clean clothes before hugging them."

Mu Nianqiu nodded, walked over, clapped his hands at the two children, touched them gently, and coaxed them softly. Without even hugging them, the two noisy children calmed down.

"The young masters like the princess very much. As long as the princess is with them, the young masters will be very well behaved."

Nanny Zhu said this with a smile, thinking in her heart that the children looked like the prince, as if they could not live without the princess for a moment.

The prince had just been away on official business for a few days, and when he came back, he seemed to be eager to stick to the princess.

If the prince goes to the battlefield again in the future, he will have to take the princess with him.

Prince Su did not take a bath. He simply washed his face, hands and feet, changed into clean clothes, and returned quickly.

Prince Su walked to the bedside and looked at the two cute children. Seeing them looking at him with their eyes wide open, his heart softened instantly and he talked to them with a smile.

"Anze, Anya, do you miss your father? Your father misses you. Come, let your father hug you. Let me see if you have gained weight in the past few days."

Because the two children were still young, their necks and bodies were soft and they could not be held upright, so it was impossible to hold two of them at once. Therefore, Prince Su held the daughter first and then the son.

Prince Su played with the children for a while, and when he saw that they wanted to drink milk and were sleepy, he asked the wet nurse to take them down to feed them and coax them to sleep.

"Your Highness, why don't you lie down and take a nap?" Mu Nianqiu said to him.

Prince Su indeed hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days, and he only slept for two hours a day at most.

Now that I'm back home, with Mu Nianqiu by my side and after taking care of the two children, after I relax, I feel deeply tired.

"Don't go copying the scriptures. Lie down and sleep with me for a while." Prince Su said to Mu Nianqiu.

"Okay." Mu Nianqiu was not sleepy. Following his words, she lay down on the outside of the bed and looked at him sideways.

Prince Su also turned sideways to look at her peaceful face and smelled the faint scent of sandalwood on her body. The pain in his temple that had been there before finally stopped.

"Nian Qiu, do you know why I insisted on having you come to me?" Prince Su said, reaching out, holding her hand, and speaking softly.

Mu Nianqiu shook her head, "I don't understand."

She really didn't understand and was once very confused about it.

Although she is good-looking, she is a woman after all, and she is not young anymore. Prince Su is in a high position and has great power, so he can get whatever young beauties he wants.

However, Mu Nianqiu has never been a person who wastes time on internal conflicts. She is extremely insensitive and doesn't think about things she can't understand, nor does she care why Prince Su is like this.

Now that she has calmly accepted it, she only focuses on the results and her own true feelings.

Although Prince Su forced her into his palace, he truly wanted good for her and protected her and their child wholeheartedly.

The Princess Su treated him like that before, and even the Crown Prince was not his biological son, so Mu Nianqiu felt sorry for him.

I am also very fortunate that I could give birth to a son and a daughter for him, and I have not owed him any special love.

“I have fought in battles for years and killed countless enemies. If the heads I have cut off were piled up, they would probably form a small hill.

You are right, my hands are stained with too much blood, and I am burdened with karma. I am also a human being, and after so many years of fighting, I have become ill."

Prince Su spoke in a very soft voice, his brows furrowed tightly as he recalled the past, and pain appeared on his tough face.

"What's wrong? Is it just a headache?" Mu Nianqiu's heart ached, and he asked him with concern.

"It's better to say it's a heart disease than a headache. I'm called the God of War by the world, and the people and officials of the Great Zhao think I'm invincible.

But in fact, I have become afraid of war and hate war.

Even in the last battle with Dayan, when I was chopping off the enemy's head, my hands began to tremble and I couldn't kill the enemy. If I hadn't been protected by my personal soldiers at the time, I would have died in that battle..."

As Prince Su spoke, he tightened his grip on her hand slightly, and his voice became hoarse and filled with pain.

Mu Nianqiu widened her eyes in surprise, feeling extremely uncomfortable and distressed because of his words.

However, she was tongue-tied and too shocked to know how to comfort him.

So, she took the initiative to go over and hug him, wanting to give him some support.

Prince Su also hugged her tightly, his eyes had turned red.

He was tearing open his pain, completely dissecting his heart, and telling her about it.

In fact, he had asked Feng Yuxi about his headache and vaguely mentioned that it was caused by the war.

Feng Yuxi diagnosed him with the sequelae of war and suggested that he continue to receive psychological counseling, talk to others, and face his inner fears.

Prince Su refused because he felt that with Mu Nianqiu by his side, his emotions were stable and he hadn't had that kind of nightmare for a long time.

However, this time when he led the troops to encircle and recruit those private soldiers, his symptoms recurred, causing him extreme pain and panic.

He can't just fall down like this. He is still young, the Great Zhao still needs him to fight, and he also has a wife and children to protect.

So, he is now starting to face this problem. He had no one to talk to before, but now he has someone.

Mu Nianqiu is the Bodhisattva who saved him.

"Prince, when did you start to be like this?" Mu Nianqiu asked with concern.

He is also a man of flesh and blood, an ordinary person. How can he not be in pain when he spends all day hacking and killing?

"Maybe it was two or three years ago. The symptoms didn't become serious all of a sudden. Maybe it happened before, but sometimes I didn't realize it and it was ignored."

Prince Su recalled carefully, frowned, and said uncertainly.

"Then, Your Majesty, do you still remember the war that you hated the most? What is the scene that you are most reluctant to recall?"

Mu Nianqiu rubbed his temple, thought hard, and asked softly.

Prince Su followed her words and recalled, and his memory was pulled back to more than three years ago.

He led more than a thousand people to encircle and suppress a group of bandits.

It was during a break in the war with Dayan that the county governor of a border town came to him and asked him to send troops to wipe out a group of bandits who were causing trouble in the area.

Such a small matter did not require his involvement, but at that time there had been no war with Dayan for a long time, and he was bored, so he personally led his troops to suppress the bandits.

However, the gang of bandits described by the county magistrate as extremely vicious actually consisted of only forty or fifty young and strong men.

The remaining two hundred people or so in the village were all old, weak, sick, disabled and children. They were all ordinary people.

In times of disaster, they could not keep their land; it was taken away by the powerful and could never be recovered.

In order to survive, they had no choice but to become bandits and rob passing merchants to make a living.

It was night when they arrived. Without stopping for a moment, he ordered his men to attack and kill them.

When he went up, he found many old people, women and even children lying in a pool of blood.

That scene was the last thing he wanted to see in his nightmares, and it was also the source of his complete disgust and even fear of killing and war.

Afterwards, he issued military sticks to those soldiers who had rushed forward and killed people without considering the circumstances, punished the county magistrate who had colluded with officials and businessmen, and had those civilians buried.

However, the self-blame, pain, and guilt caused by this did not disappear. Instead, they became more and more serious as the killing continued.

He even thought that the Dayan soldier he chopped down with his sword was also born by his father and raised by his mother, a father of his children, a husband or a brother of someone else, and those people would also be in pain because of losing him.

So, he began to hate this kind of war and detest such a war.

However, he had no choice, because if he did not fight, the Yan army would attack and enslave the people of Zhao, and might kill more innocent people.

Prince Su felt that he was truly possessed by a demon. It was unexpected that a commander who had killed countless people could have such compassionate thoughts.

Really ridiculous!

It is also a matter of life and death for him!

"Your Majesty, you are very good, very good. It is not your fault that those people died on the mountain."

Mu Nianqiu said softly but firmly, "Don't keep blaming yourself for this."

Because of her firm support instead of accusation, it seemed to really free him from the shackles in his heart.

Prince Su grinned and couldn't help but kiss her between her eyebrows. His tone became much more relaxed when he spoke next.

“I have never told anyone about this, because such weakness cannot be shared with subordinates. Once it gets out, it will disrupt the morale of the army.

The only person I could tell was my royal brother. However, I kept this matter from him for fear that he would worry. I only said that I had a headache and did not say that it was caused by a heart disease.

Later, we negotiated peace with Dayan and no longer had to go to the battlefield. I was really relieved and felt free.

However, after returning to the capital, although I no longer had to go to the battlefield, my condition did not improve.

I have nightmares from time to time. Sometimes, when they are serious, I will have hallucinations and feel like I am back on the battlefield. I have hurt people because I was too alert and anxious.

In search of a solution, I went to Xiangguo Temple and consulted Master Yin, hoping that this master could really help me resolve the demons in my heart.

The master said that I had a connection with Buddha, and asked me to believe in Buddhism, listen to the monks chanting scriptures, read and copy scriptures myself, and calm my mind.

I actually don’t like listening to scriptures or reciting Buddhist scriptures. However, perhaps because they are difficult to understand, they are quite hypnotic. Listening to people reciting scriptures can barely keep me from being haunted by nightmares every day.

But I still feel anxious, restless and irritable, and I don’t like anything.

Sometimes I feel like there is a fire burning in my heart. I want to fight with others and go to the battlefield to kill the enemies. Sometimes I feel bored and think that nothing is interesting. The thought of killing the enemies makes me sick.

Until I met you in Xiangguo Temple... The first time I saw you, I was attracted by your calm and indifferent temperament.

Later, I approached you to talk, and I found that being close to you, listening to you speak, and hearing you talk about Buddhist scriptures, would calm me down, and I would no longer be as restless and anxious as before. "

Mu Nianqiu was stunned again. He never expected that he would have such a great influence on him.

"Your Highness, are you saying nice things to coax me?" Mu Nianqiu asked softly.

Prince Su was amused by her doubts, hugged her tightly, and whispered softly in her ear,

"It's true. You are really my Bodhisattva. I have committed many sins. Thanks to you, I was able to overcome my calamity."

Mu Nianqiu,...

Is this the fate that Buddha talked about?

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Prince Jing's Mansion.

"Aunt, my uncle is really too much! He actually asked my father to go to the State of Chu and wanted to separate my father and me from each other, no, from each other!"

As soon as Xie Niankang learned that his father Feng Yuxi was going to be sent on a business trip to the State of Chu, and that it would be a long-term assignment, he came to Ye Qingzhi to complain angrily.

"I'm afraid that auntie can't help you with this matter, because your uncle wants to set up a big plan in Chu State. Without your father's help, the progress will be very slow."

Ye Qingzhi patiently explained to Xie Niankang,

"In two years at most, your father will definitely come back safely."

"Then I will go to help too! Without my blessing, I'm worried about father's safety. With my blessing, won't things go more smoothly?" Xie Niankang immediately changed his tone.

This is his real purpose, he also wants to go to Chu State with Feng Yuxi.

"Now your father is not just a gynecologist, he can treat all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases.

When he goes to the State of Chu, he will pretend to be a miracle doctor and act in a high-profile manner. The nobles are all afraid of death and illness, and no one will offend a miracle doctor, so they will not hesitate to come to him for help.

Moreover, General Zhang is here to protect your father, and there are also shadow guards sent by your uncle to protect him, so he will be very safe."

Ye Qingzhi began to explain for him.

Xie Niankang pursed his lips, unable to find any reason to refute for a moment, as if it was really the case.

Now is no longer the time for him and his father to depend on each other.

"Besides, Xiaokang, I think your father was so unlucky in the past because you blessed him too much."

Ye Qingzhi delivered another fatal blow in a calm tone.

"Sometimes your blessings can backfire too strongly and may even hurt your own people. The prince is the best example of this."

Xie Niankang covered his chest,...

He is so hurt!

He was deeply disliked by his aunt.

At this time, King Jing came back from outside. Xie Niankang immediately went to meet him, hugged King Jing's arm, looked up and asked him,

"Uncle, I also want to go to the State of Chu with Dad and the others. You always praise me for my eloquence. If I go there, I will definitely be able to help."

"You stay here, there are more important tasks for you to do." King Jing said to him.

"What mission?" Xie Niankang asked, and then said dissatisfiedly,

"Just now, Auntie said that my blessing hurt a lot of people. Humph, uncle still wants me to send blessings to people, aren't you afraid that I will hurt people and break their legs again?"

"The other person deserves to have his leg broken. It's not your fault. If you use this blessing well, it can be a good way to punish evildoers and eliminate evil."

King Jing touched his head, comforted him, and even took out a handful of peanuts made of gold and gave them to him as a consolation and compensation.

"Uncle has arranged some tasks for you. I promise that you will find it fresh and interesting every day. If you do well, you will be rewarded with gold ingots."

"Wow!! Uncle, you are so kind! Don't worry, I will definitely do it well."

Xie Niankang happily took the golden peanut and played with it in his hands, instantly throwing aside all the grievances and the issue of his father.

Ye Qingzhi,...

Haha, when it comes to manipulating people, her family’s leader used to be a big shot, but now after further studies, he has become a charlatan.