Chapter 7

1.7 – Won't live for long in any case, why worry about it?

In the middle of the night, Xue Ling suddenly woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes, and met with another pair of mildly glittering eyes in the dark.

Xue Ling: "…"

Cong Hui: "…"

It's already after midnight, the lights are all out in the mansion. Within the pitch dark room, there is suddenly a person sitting beside your bed, if it weren't for Xue Ling's good psychological quality, and that he used to pretend to be a ghost at midnight to scare others, people throughout the entire palace would have absolutely already have heard him yelling.

Xue Ling was dazed for a moment. Although the other's face held no expression, he could still understand the embarrassment lying underneath that paralyzed face. A long time later, he finally touched his nose and said, "I don't know why the Lord General came to visit in the middle of night, is there some matter?"

After dealing with the rebels until late at night, then finally returning without stopping, changing out of clothes that were full of blood to run over to see the other party, this type of thing, absolutely would never be said from Cong Hui's mouth. So he ruminated for a while before saying, "Today's affairs, thank you."

Xue Ling knows something about the plot, so he sent Cong Hui many silk bags (锦囊), breaking down the many arrangements of the opposing party, reducing Cong Hui's losses significantly.

Only, even if thanks must be given, it's not necessary to come to other people's rooms in the middle of the night to stare at people…

Xue Ling's face held no expression as he replied: "This is what this subject should do, not to mention the deep blood feud of my family, relating to my parents who died in vain. I did this also for my own purposes, so the general doesn't have to thank me."

Cong Hui hooded his eyes, made a noise of acknowledgement, rose and said: "Thanking you is still needed; thank you for saving me. It's getting late, have an early rest."

Xue Ling: "…" If you hadn't come, I was sleeping perfectly fine…

However, when dealing with the general this type of 'holding back ten sentences only to speak out one phrase' person, it's evident that one cannot be too picky. Xue Ling watched the other side turn around and leave through the door before reaching out his hand to dig out the sleeping system. "System, hurry and wake up!"

The system was sleeping well. Suddenly having his entire fox body being held up by Xue Ling, it struggled in mid-air for a good while before waking up properly, asking with a muddled face, "What happened?"

Xue Ling's expression was solemn, "You should have a warning system ability, right?"

"Yes, there is, in order to ensure the safety of the host. But this world is only an initial world, so there aren't many available functions, I have many uses, the host can make much use of them." These words, spoken like a sales promotion, were directly ignored by Xue Ling.

"Then why were you completely unaware when Cong Hui came in just now? You slept like a dead pig." Xue Ling was particularly disgusted with the system. "I was almost scared to death in the middle of the night."

The system is the one scared to death: "What? The general was here!?"

Xue Ling: "…" Forget it. Having it is of what use?

The system is running crazily around the bed, utterly confused: "This is not normal…"

Xue Ling waved his hand, helplessly saying, "Forget it, it's not the first time you've been unreliable."

The system felt particularly grieved: "I'm reliable, don't be like this to me… And it's the middle of the night, well past midnight, what's the general doing coming here?"

"I don't know." Xue Ling frowned, "I currently suspect one thing."

"Huh?"

"After all, I'm not a low EQ person, only his performance is a bit not obvious…" Xue Ling touched his chin, "How long can this body last?"

"Not much, two or three months."

"Speculation is still just guesswork. If he doesn't say it, I'll just treat it as not knowing." Xue Ling narrowed his eyes, completely ignoring the system whose head is still in a fog, turned over and wrapped himself up: "Sleep, sleep!"

At this time, the rebellion was suppressed, and the emperor's trust in Cong Hui increased. Towards Xue Ling, who had made great achievements, rewards came down like a tide. If not for the fact that Xue Ling's body really couldn't take it, the emperor would probably immediately place him into position as the Minister of the Left.

Xue Ling's routine for recuperating remains unchanged, but he finds that the time spent by the general in his courtyard is getting longer and longer. Sometimes he even likes to stay in his yard to handle official business.

Although they have a lot of common topics to talk about, there is no more behaviour that crosses the line except that night.

Xue Ling himself wondered if he was being too sensitive. After all, the gong protagonist without the shou was a straight as a pen, straight male, looking at the situation, he was obviously regarded as a confidant. As expected, his thoughts were too dramatic, not credible at all.

A month later, the plot reached a critical point. The border situation changed dramatically, two neighboring countries cooperated, and were pushing at the doors.

In the original text, the gong and shou went to the battlefield together. In this war, they became the heroes of the country. Then, the gong voluntarily surrendered his military power, and the two of them left the capital to play around like immortals, and this plotline also ended here.

But now the shou is awaiting a beheading, Cong Hui has already received orders, and is ready to march to battle.

Xue Ling wrote a letter, requesting to go out with the army.

After being summoned, he claimed that he didn't have a long life to live, and so he might as well make a great contribution to the country and die on the battlefield, which can also be called an honor.

The emperor knew the extent of his genius, considering his words, for the sake of his country, he eventually appointed Xue Ling as a military advisor that would accompany the army all the way, overturning the general's objection.

The system tells Xue Ling that this body can live for another two months.

Leaving the palace, Cong Hui's facial expression has not improved, Xue Ling finds it funny, saying teasingly: "Who provoked our great general? His face is black to the point of being hard to look at."

The attendants around him were silent, thinking in their hearts, 'Wasn't it you? Other than you who else would dare provoke him?'

Cong Hui glanced at him once, before turning his head, voice seeming to come out from the deepest part him, severely oppressive, "Why? Your body clearly can't bear the fatigue of the journey, let alone the smoke of the battlefield."

Xue Ling smiled, "Me and you are both men, men who serve the country. What's wrong with that?"

Cong Hui looked at him again, the complex emotions in his eyes churning, before eventually turning into the deepest black. "Nothing."

"I've said it before." Xue Ling is smiling and laughing, it seems that he is not worried at all about the fact that he will not live long, "Even if I die on the battlefield and return as a corpse, it is better than nesting in the capital, waiting for the soldiers to fight with their lives in return for my stability. Living like that, has no meaning at all."

"Your words, are also cursing how many others that are in this capital." Cong Hui sneered.

Xue Ling laughed lightly, "Who knows, anyway, I'm planning to leave, they won't be able to retaliate even if they wanted to."

Cong Hui: "…"

It's true, he has never been able to do anything about him, His majesty is also helpless, let alone the others.

Xiao Qing heard the news that he was going to go out with the army, and he cried like the world was ending: "Gongzi's body is not good, why do you have to follow into the battlefield? The general is also something, he didn't even stop you!"

Xue Ling slapped him on the head with some amusement, "I've said, you're a man, what's the matter of crying and wailing like a little girl all day long?"

"Gongzi wants to take risks with his body, but won't allow me to cry?!"

"Don't be like this, even without going, your gongzi doesn't have many days of life left." Xue Ling knocked him on the head. "Isn't it good for me to do what I can while I can still hold on?"

"Gongzi…"

"I'm not going to take you with me. I've already asked the general to get rid of your contract of sale. If you are willing, go to the capital city for a job. If you don't want to, then stay in the General's Palace. He promised to treat you well."

Xiao Qing was shocked. He never thought that his gongzi had even thought about his future. It was obvious that he was planning to die! Even though he really doesn't have long to live… "Gongzi, Xiao Qing will follow you to the battlefield."

"Nonsense." Xue Ling frowned with disapproval, "You think anyone can go to the battlefield? Obediently stay here for me, you aren't permitted to go anywhere. I'll have the general set someone to watch you."

Xiao Qing: "…" Seriously? Even if you are refusing, you don't need to be so cruel…

Xue Ling has always meant what he said, after rejecting Xiao Qing, he really asked the general to find someone to watch him, only letting him come out to say goodbye on the day of their departure. Watching the other crying until his eyes are read, Cong Hui frowned and asked Xue Ling: "Why don't you let him follow you? You will be at the back, and won't really go onto the battlefield."

Xue Ling pressed his lips together, in his last life Xiao Qing died because of the former owner, and the former owner's wish was to let him live happy and safe all his life. With this point alone, he would never bring the other along, let alone, he was still only a child, it was not good for him to have to face the fact that his gongzi died. "Naturally, I have my reasons. He's the only family I have left. I can't let him have another accident. Even if there is only a slight possibility, I don't want anything to happen to him."

Cong Hui was silent for a long time, waving and leading the large group of people and horses to leave.

Xue Ling was riding in a carriage. Considering his body, the emperor specifically appointed an imperial doctor to take care of his body along the way. Cong Hui also specially prepared a carriage that was different from the others, the interior is very luxurious, hoping to reduce the jostling on the road for Xue Ling.

Although the officers and men had some misgivings, they would not criticize the decision of the general, so no gossip came to Xue Ling's ears.

Traveling is always dull and boring, Xue Ling knows it will take a month and a half on the road, so when he is feeling relatively well, he constantly writes a series of strategies, changes and then changing again the arrangements of the troops, adding some modern day opinions, and tried to learn more about the two neighboring countries from Cong Hui, in order to more or less have understand the score.

It is impossible to finish a battle in half a month. Because he was riding a carriage, he was much slower than the vanguard cavalry. Every day, he relied on people arranged by Cong Hui to help him to transmit tactics to the battlefield. In this way, he rushed to the battlefield while making plans, and even helped Cong Hui win two battles when he first arrived in the battlefield.

Towards this military advisor, the soldiers were completely won over to the point of wanting to throw themselves at his feet in admiration. When Xue Ling finally arrived, all the soldiers looked at him as if they had seen their relatives, their gazes intense to the point of giving him goose bumps. They had totally forgotten their misgivings about bringing a sick seedling to the battlefield from not long ago.

The war situation became more and more favorable, but the frown of the doctor assigned to help look after Xue Ling's body became more and more severe.

In the morning, Xue Ling, who vomited a mouthful of blood, calmly wiped off the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, put the white cloth stained with blood aside, and listened very calmly to the doctor's fragmented thoughts.

It's nothing more than a series of how some people should treat their bodies better, they can't stay up late anymore, should take their medicine on time, should not pour out the medicine just because it's bitter, if you don't cherish your body, who will?

The words entered Xue Ling's left ear and exited out his right ear, and when the imperial doctor finally stopped, he smilingly said, "I know. Could the imperial doctor please call the general for me? I have something else to discuss with him."

The doctor was so angry that even his beard turned up. He rushed out in a rage, mouth full of opinions, do you still want to keep this life?

Xue Ling shrugged his shoulders, but he could not live long in any case. Why worry about it?