Crossing the Passenger Sacrifice

The imperial concubine ignored Li Huoyue's question and continued, "Why... did you come only now?"

Li Huoyue did not indulge her. He picked up the warm rice porridge at hand, squatted at the place closest to the imperial concubine, and reached out to force her to come in front of him again.

"Eat first." Li Huoyue said, and was about to pour the food into the imperial concubine's mouth.

The imperial concubine experienced Li Huoyue’s “feeding service” once and was deeply impressed.

"Wait... wait!" The imperial concubine struggled slightly with almost all her strength.

Li Huoyue stopped, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, silently asking what was wrong.

The imperial concubine really didn't have much strength to lift the bowl, but she didn't want to be forced to drink either, so she could only let Li Huoyue put the bowl on the ground, and she lay down and drank it bit by bit.

Li Huoyue looked at this scene and thought of his mother again. He wondered where his mother was at the moment and whether she was suffering.

Sighing softly, she sat on the ground, leaning lightly against the cage, rubbing her abdomen, staring blankly at the large cauldron beside her, the sound of the imperial concubine drinking porridge in her ears.

These days, I feel more tired than in a year.

But she couldn't stop. She had a feeling that the hole was getting tighter and tighter. If she didn't do something, the day when she would be thrown into the cauldron would be getting closer and closer.

She sorted out her thoughts.

If you simply want to create an environment that is safe for all travelers, you only need to consider five directions.

Establish organizations, spread false information, cooperate with the powerful, cultivate the abilities of the traversers themselves, and establish intelligence networks.

But these basic operations are too routine, and in today's situation, they seem to be insufficient.

There are already organizations established, and even two of them, but they cannot provide permanent protection.

If they are caught and cannot withstand the torture, they will be in trouble and the rest of the time travelers will have no hope of having a good life.

As for false information, there are two avenues.

One is to spread rumors that the time traveler was sent by God to save the South.

But this approach obviously wouldn't work. Even the miracle of Nanxia River and the "Time Traveler's Guide" couldn't be spread, let alone this rumor that was completely inconsistent with the ancestral teachings of the Southern Kingdom.

The second is to spread some false information about time travel to confuse the public and make it difficult for other royal members who want to capture the time traveler to catch him/her easily.

This one can be retained.

Li Huoyue thought that she would become a patrol officer of the Special Inspection Court in the future, and she would definitely have to catch time travelers. But if she really tried her best to catch them... To be honest, the number of time travelers was not enough. It would be estimated that they would have to be cleaned up within half a year.

If you want to delay time, it is inevitable to spread such false news.

As for cooperating with the powerful...

Li Huoyue didn't have a deep understanding of many powerful people, but among those he knew, none of them seemed to have a good attitude towards time travelers.

There are a total of 369 red dots. If the red dots really represent time travelers, it means that it will take these 300 people to overthrow a dynasty that leads a population of 10 million.

How can this be done to avoid unnecessary sacrifice?

Why did the Resurrection Alliance say that killing the emperor was useless?

This should be the most effective solution with the least casualties.

Li Huoyue picked up the imperial concubine's pastry irritably, smelled it, and then began to eat it with peace of mind.

The imperial concubine drank half a bowl of porridge and seemed to have regained some strength. She secretly looked at Li Huoyue who looked a little annoyed and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Just eat your food, why bother?"

Li Huoyue originally wanted to give the imperial concubine an impatient look, so that she would give up and stop asking questions.

But when he saw the face that was highly similar to his mother's, Li Huoyue lost his temper instantly. He turned around and handed over a sweet-scented osmanthus cake: "Try it, it's very sweet."

The imperial concubine took it in some confusion. Li Huoyue's attitude was really like giving a slap in the face and then giving a sweet date.

"What's wrong with you?" The imperial concubine asked again while eating her cakes carefully.

"Nothing." Li Huoyue took another bite of the peach blossom cake, "I miss my mother."

The imperial concubine paused, as if her brain couldn't keep up. It took her a while to react before she asked, "Why do you look like... you like your mother quite a lot?"

"What kind of words are you talking about?" Li Huoyue was amused by the imperial concubine's question. "Why shouldn't I like my own mother?"

"You are not..." The imperial concubine was about to say something, but suddenly stopped.

Li Huoyue was aroused by the unfinished words. While slowly eating the peach blossom cake, he guessed what the imperial concubine had not finished saying.

Judging from the facial similarity, Li Huoyue would not guess whether he and Li Lihuo were not related by blood.

A cheap aunt, but subconsciously thought that Li Huoyue would not like her mother, because...

Li Huoyue turned his head and glanced at the imperial concubine, thinking about something.

Does this aunt know that she is also a time traveler?

The imperial concubine shuddered for no reason.

After Li Huoyue finished eating the remaining peach blossom cake in his hand, he asked the imperial concubine in a calm tone:

"You seem to think that my mother and I don't have a good relationship?"

The imperial concubine swallowed and did not answer, pretending to be busy eating the cake in her hand.

"Can you tell me why you think so?"

Li Huoyue asked casually, not really thinking that the imperial concubine would tell him. After all, this was only the second time they had met, and they were not familiar with each other yet.

The imperial concubine found a suitable position and actually spoke, "You are very smart. I thought that a very strong person like you who was specially trained to complete the mission of others would enter the dark stage."

"What do you mean?" Li Huoyue was stunned and didn't quite understand, but it was obviously not a good thing.

The imperial concubine was also stunned. She looked at Li Huoyue quietly in the dim light, and then suddenly laughed, her laughter sounded sour and helpless.

"So you haven't noticed yet. I was wondering why you still have feelings for your mother."

Listening to the Imperial Concubine's words, Li Huoyue didn't know how to react for a moment. She could vaguely understand what the Imperial Concubine meant, but subconsciously she didn't dare to believe it and was very reluctant to think about it further.

The imperial concubine would not care about Li Huoyue's current mentality. She would just say whatever she wanted to say, and put it all out in the open. She was not at all like Li Huoyue, a chronic riddle-monger.

"You were specially trained by them. From the moment you were born, it was for the victory of the travelers. Don't you feel it yourself?"

The imperial concubine's frankness was like a bomb thrown at Li Huoyue at random, making Li Huoyue, who received the information, extremely uneasy.

"I see you are really full and have the energy to talk nonsense here." Li Huoyue stood up, feeling inexplicably angry, but still instinctively concealed his emotions and did not show a trace on his face.

The imperial concubine chuckled softly, and the iron cage she leaned on became her most solid backrest. She looked at Li Huoyue leisurely.

It’s like watching a game collapse, or like enjoying a chaotic drama.

She looked through the cage for a long time, but still couldn't see Li Huoyue's expression.