Traveling through the Immortal Realm: Starting from Becoming a Top-Level Furnace Cauldron

in the hall.

Jiang Kui threw the memorial away.

"Want to make Southern Wei surrender?"

"dream!"

"I will send troops to seize his northern pass!"

The border defense minister tried to dissuade him: "Your Majesty, Longhua has always been a powerful country. If we rashly send troops, I'm afraid—"

"Shut up, everyone!"

Jiang Kui roared, "Southern Wei belongs to me. If you object, I will kill you without mercy!"

All the ministers were silent, and no one dared to persuade him anymore.

The war broke out.

The Southern Wei army had poor discipline, how could it be a match for the powerful Longhua Army?

Li Yue, a young general from Longhua State, led his cavalry southward with unstoppable force. In just over a month, he captured ten cities in Southern Wei and pointed his sword at the capital.

When the news came, the whole country was shocked.

Jiang Kui smashed his most beloved incense burner in the temple, his eyes red.

"waste!"

"They're all trash!"

Anger needs to be vented.

As soon as the court was over, Jiang Kui rushed into Ji Lian's palace and pointed at Ji Xian who was cowering behind her.

“It’s all her!”

"It is this demon seed that has brought disaster to Southern Wei!"

Ji Lian protected her daughter behind her and begged bitterly:

"Your Majesty, what does this have to do with the child..."

"Shut up, my king!"

Snapped--

Jiang Kui slapped Ji Lian in the face with such force that blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

Ji Xian watched her mother fall to the ground without crying or making a fuss.

She stood there.

Like a small puppet, it has a nose and eyes, but can't breathe.

The incense in the hall was dispersed by the smell of blood. Ji Lian propped himself up and protected his daughter behind him again.

Drops of blood dripped down her chin, forming tiny plum blossoms on the bluestone bricks.

"My king," she said softly, "if you don't abandon me, take it out on me, don't take it out on the child..."

*

The war was going badly, so Jiang Kui had no choice but to ask for peace.

However, the conditions offered by Longhua State were extremely harsh.

cede land.

indemnity.

The King of Southern Wei and his concubine were also required to go to the capital of Longhua, submit to the emperor, and offer tribute.

Such a humiliating thing.

Which concubine is willing to go?

Murong claimed to be ill, and several favored ladies also declined for their own reasons.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to go."

Ji Lian knelt down in the court with her weak body.

As soon as the words fell, the whole court fell silent, and all the ministers looked at Ji Lian.

She was wearing plain clothes and a straw hairpin, and her face was pale. Her long-term illness made her look even more slender, and she could be blown down by a gust of wind.

Jiang Kui's expression was hidden behind the tassel beads, and his features could not be seen clearly.

He originally wanted to take her to Longhua, but he didn't expect that Ji Lian would stand up on her own.

"The Ji family is very understanding and righteous. If there is anything you want, I will do my best to satisfy it." Jiang Kui said.

"I hope that the king can give Shan'er a proper status," Ji Lian pleaded, "or even move her to a better palace and hire a formal teacher to teach her..."

"I am deeply grateful."

All the ministers were shocked, and even the concubines were in a daze.

Ji Xian?

A demon species that even the royal family Jiang was not worthy of possessing was mentioned in public like this.

Jiang Kui was silent for a long time.

Just when the ministers thought he was about to explode, Jiang Kui suddenly laughed: "Okay, your Majesty agrees!"

"When she returns from Longhua, she will be given the title Princess Changning and moved to a side palace."

Ji Lian was startled: "Your Majesty, it is I who accompanied Your Majesty to pay tribute, not Shan'er..."

He stared at Ji Lian, a meaningful smile on his lips: "Since you two are so deeply in love as mother and daughter, you can't be separated at all. Let her come along with you on this tribute trip."

Ji Lian bit her lip and kowtowed deeply: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

When she stood up, her body swayed slightly. The old minister next to her subconsciously wanted to help her, but retracted his hand due to etiquette.

"Thank you."

"I can walk by myself."

Ji Lian lowered his eyes and walked out of the hall step by step.

Wow...

The rain in Southern Wei was drizzling and continuous.

This trip to Longhua will definitely be bumpy. Shan'er is weak, how can she withstand the torture?

*

The carriage is about to leave the palace.

Ji Lian held her daughter's hand tightly, and Ji Xian leaned against her mother, not moving at all.

"Ji, be careful." Murong couldn't help but remind her.

"Thank you for the reminder, Queen," Ji Lian opened her mouth slightly, "With the King here, there will be no danger."

Murong sighed.

She didn't know what kind of medicine Jiang Kui had hidden in his gourd, but asking the two Jis to go to Longhua together was definitely not a good thing.

"Don't think too much, Queen. The king has promised to find a teacher for Shan'er. I am already very satisfied." Ji Lian's face was pale, but she still smiled.

The wheel tracks rolled through the mud, heading north.

The Longhua Kingdom's envoys led the way, their helmets and armor shining, forming a sharp contrast to the listless atmosphere of the Southern Wei troops.

Jiang Kui's royal carriage was luxurious, but it could not hide his dullness. He had a gloomy face most of the time, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Ji Lian and Ji Xian were placed in the last old car.

Bumpy, wet, cold.

Add to that the undisguised contemptuous looks of the Longhua soldiers.

Ji Lian wrapped her daughter tightly in her arms, using her body to shield her from the cold.

Ji Xian remained silent, his dark eyes looking through the gap in the car curtain at the unfamiliar scenery outside, without saying a word.

"Xian'er, are you cold?"

Ji Lian put her daughter's cold little hand in her arms to warm it and asked in a low voice.

Ji Xian slowly shook his head.

"Are you hungry? Mom brought some bread."

Ji Lian fumbled out the dry and hard grain cake, carefully broke off a small piece, and handed it to his daughter's mouth.

Ji Xian obediently opened her mouth, swallowed slowly, then leaned her head back on her mother's shoulder. She really didn't have the strength to speak.

Ji Lian felt sad, but was powerless and could only hug her tighter.

Camping at night.

Beside the campfire, the Longhua soldiers drank around the fire, while the Southern Wei people huddled in the corner of the camp, and the atmosphere was depressing.

"That's the favorite concubine of the King of Southern Wei?"

A soldier nodded in the direction of Ji Lian and her daughter, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for those around them to hear, "I heard that her entire family was slaughtered by the King of Southern Wei!"

"Of course I won't tell you. If it were me, I would have bitten my tongue and committed suicide long ago! I don't know where I got the nerve to do that..."

"Alas...without the clan's protection, I'm really down and out..."

"I heard that the little one is a natural-born demon. I don't know how he's still alive..."

"Tsk, Southern Wei is really out of people. They're asking for peace and paying tribute, and they even bring along this unlucky mother and daughter."

As everyone spoke, a low laugh broke out.

Jiang Kui was in the main tent and vaguely heard the discussions outside. His face became even uglier and he waved away the servants in annoyance.

Ji Lian listened to those words and gently pressed her daughter's head in her arms to prevent her from looking at those people.

"Don't be afraid, Shan'er," she whispered softly in her daughter's ear, "With mother here, no one can hurt you."

Ji Xian did not respond.

He just moved slightly in his mother's arms.

*

The capital of Longhua.

It was much more prosperous than the Southern Wei Dynasty.

There are towering buildings, bustling traffic, and singing and dancing.

Ji Xian was briefly attracted by this strange scene.

"Xian'er, do you like it here?" Ji Lian touched her head.

"Ah."

Ji Xian's face turned slightly red, "Does mother like it?"

Ji Lian looked at the flower vendors along the way. The small white flowers in the baskets were inconspicuous but very cute.

"If Shan'er likes it, then mother likes it too."