The Perfect Destiny

He opened his eyes in confusion and heard an indistinct cry come from the bedside. Someone else was crying out, “Doctor, Doctor, is my family’s Lord going to be okay?”

Then an old man’s voice responded: “Lord Ji’s disease is not serious, but his body is too weak, the cold and wind that ordinary people can bear is very serious for Lord Ji.”

When that person heard this, they began to cry again. The noise disturbed Chen Liguo and made him lose even more strength, his mind felt dizzy and he fainted again. This coma lasted for two days.

When Chen Liguo woke up from the darkness again, he did not know that the people around him had begun to speculate that the owner of the body would not wake up...

While he was in a coma, Chen Liguo learned about the goal that he needed to achieve in this world.

The world was set in ancient times. Right now, there were four separate countries at war, the flames of war were endless. The name of Chen Liguo’s body, Ji Shang, is a military advisor renown throughout the four countries. Furthermore, the person who he needs to change the fate of his is Yan Zhiyao—the little princess of his country, the Yan Country.

Yan Zhiyao suffers through many difficulties in her life. Her mother is a concubine and a servant-girl, so her status is extremely low and she has no place in the dynasty. Yan Country’s emperor had great ambitions and well as the abilities and means to complete his ambition. He has been on a journey since he was fourteen years old. At the age of fourteen, he started his war campaign and by thirty-two, he swallowed up the surrounding two neighboring countries.

Meanwhile, Yan Zhiyao’s tragic fate had just begun. Ever since she was a child, she had been bullied, but because of her identity, she was still sent to another country for a political marriage.

She was married to the enemy emperor. At first, the emperor treated her well, but with Yan Country’s iron hoofs entering the country, his attitude towards Yan Zhiyao also deteriorated, and eventually, Yan Zhiyao was even dismissed in the name of infidelity.

Yan Zhiyao was pregnant and she pleaded bitterly, but she could not make the emperor change his mind. So she was expelled to the ancient temple in the mountains while pregnancy, and after July, a prince was born

At this time, Yan Zhiyao’s husband’s country was destroyed by her brother’s attack... The Prince born by Yan Zhiyao became the last hope for the country’s royal family to recover.

After reading Yan Zhiyao’s experiences, Chen Liguo silently shed tears of sympathy—the girl had it worse than Ran Tongtong.

Gathering up these memories, Chen Liguo woke up from his coma.

The second he woke up, the voice of a juvenile bursting into tears of delight: “Lord Ji, you finally woke up.”

Chen Liguo raised his eyelids and gave a feeble hum.

The boy said, “Would you like some water? I’ve prepared porridge for you."

Chen Liguo nodded slowly.

When the boy saw this, he lifted Chen Liguo up and propped him up against the head of the bed, turned around and then left to get Chen Liguo water.

Chen Liguo sat at the head of the bed, feeling that something wasn’t right. He carefully examined for a while and then turned white in an instant: “System... why can’t I feel my legs?”

The system played dead.

Chen Liguo: “The memories didn’t say that Ji Shang was a cripple!!!”

System: “It also didn’t say he was not lame.”

Chen Liguo: “...” It is impossible to refute.

System: “Since your legs are lame, you should work hard to finish the task. Don’t think about what you don’t have.”

Chen Liguo said profoundly, “My legs are broken?”

System. "Humph."

Chen Liguo intentionally angered system: “Then, wouldn’t I be unable to do a lot of different postures??”

System："......"

Chen Liguo: "Old tree packing? Guanyin sitting lotus? Old man cart-style?^[1]"

System："......"

Chen Liguo was about to continue playing tricks on the system when he heard the door open. It turned out that the lovely boy had brought him water.

The boy looked at Chen Liguo carefully and said, “Lord Ji, Third Prince has come to see you...”

Chen Liguo was about to speak when he felt an itch in his throat. He couldn’t help coughing, but he spewed out a mouthful of blood without even coughing twice.

The boy seemed used to it and rushed to hand Chen Liguo’s handkerchief.

Chen Liguo: “...” Slowly wiped the bloodstains on the corners of the mouth with a handkerchief, and tried hard to lift his spirits again, but the words spoken were still weak like a mosquito’s voice, “Please come in, Your Highness.”

The boy looked at Chen Liguo with tears in his eyes: “Yes, but Lord...Your body..."

Chen Liguo also felt that he was falling apart, but in light of his past experience, he was still far away from death, so he said, “No problem.”

The boy wanted to talk and stopped, but at last, he went out with tears in his eyes.

A moment later, in walked a young man dressed in armor from outside. He appeared to be at most seventeen or eighteen years old and looked young and inexperienced, but one could see the hardness of an adult man in his brows. He called out, “Lord Ji.”

This person....will become emperor of the Yan Country in the future. Sure enough, although he is still young, the demeanor of a king could already be seen from him faintly.

Chen Liguo’s face looked as pale as paper, he smiled softly: “Third Prince.”

“Is Lord Ji’s body better?” asked Third Prince Yan Jingyi.

"It’s gotten a lot better." Chen Liguo calmly said.

Yan Jingyi seemed a little unhappy when he heard the words. He said, “Lord Ji has only woken up in the morning, why did you tell me that it’s a lot better?”

Chen Liguo："......"

Yan Jingyi said, “Could it be that Lord Ji thinks that Jingyi is such an inhuman character?”

Chen Liguo laughed bitterly and said, “Subordinate is unable to speak of your Highness.”

Yan Jingyi smiled. When he did not smile, he was as cold as a rock. But when he smiled, he was like a spring breeze, that warmed people’s hearts.

Yan Jingyi said, “Lord Ji needs to recover well, or my second brother will not let me go.”

Chen Liguo ‘is a disciple of the second emperor. Later, the second prince lost his morality and heart and later Ji Shang was sent to work for the third prince.

But from beginning to end, Ji Shang and the third prince were not very close and the two men had an ordinary bureaucratic relationship—occasionally becoming suspicious of each other.

This time Ji Shang got sick because the second prince ordered Ji Shang to come to the frontier army, claiming that he was here to assist, but in fact, he was sent to monitor the third prince.

Ji Shang’s body was weak. The harsh border environment and a few difficulties created by the third prince soon made him ill. It was at this time that Chen Liguo accepted the task of rewriting destiny.

“Thanking Third Prince for your concern.” Chen Liguo’s tone was light, not humble, nor exalted. Although his breath was weak, his momentum did not diminish at all.

“Oh, that’s good.” Third Prince looked at Chen Liguo with a smile and said, “Since Lord Ji is almost recovered, go out with me to see how the army handles the spies we caught? It was thanks to Lord Ji’s help that we were able to catch these spies."

Chen Liguo looked at the third prince with an expressionless face. Just when Yan Jingyi thought that Chen Liguo would refuse, he saw his thin lips rise slightly and say good lightly.

The little servant boy that stood at the side was wide-eyed. He obviously disagreed with the third prince’s proposal, but because of his identity, he could not reject for Chen Liguo.

Yan Jingyi saw that Chen Liguo agreed to his invitation and did not say much. He raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Chen Liguo calmly said: “There is no way to get up, entreating Third Prince to help a little.”

Yan Jingyi looked at the wheelchair beside the bed and nodded slightly, then approached the bed and picked up the person from the bed. This is the first time Yan Jingyi and Ji Shang have been so close together.

Yan Jingyi picked up the man in bed and found that he was as light as a sheet of paper, perhaps as light as a bundle of firewood in the firewood room. There was also a faint smell of Chinese medicine in his clothes room. This was Yan Jingyi’s first time smelling this, but in his heart, there was an inexplicable sense that this smell was is somewhat familiar...

"Your Highness?" Chen Liguo saw that after Yan Jingyi picked him up he stopped responding and he called out with a frown.

Yan Jingyi finally reacted, he turned to look at Chen Liguo and put him on the wheelchair as if nothing happened.

It was snowy and icy outside and the servant boy was afraid that Chen Liguo would catch a cold again. He found thick cloak to wrap around Chen Liguo tightly. Chen Liguo’s already frail figure looked even more petite in the cloak.

Yan Jingyi glanced slightly at Chen Liguo as if nothing had happened.

However, not even three seconds after Chen Liguo was pushed out of the tent by Yan Jingyi, he regretted that he shouldn’t have forced himself. It was too cold outside. When he came out, he felt that his teeth were chattering, but he could only hold back because of his image.

Xiao Yan held an umbrella behind Chen Liguo. He was worried: “Lord Ji... It is so cold outside...”

Chen Liguo: “Its nothing.” It’s so cold ah ah ah, I feel like my butt is freezing onto my wheelchair!!!

“Let’s go, Lord Ji.” Yan Jingyi was not in a compassionate mood.

Chen Liguo nodded slightly and was pushed to the execution site by Yan Jingyi.

At this time, it was the midwinter. The heavy snow had covered the whole land with a layer of white and Chen Liguo’s wheelchair made two obvious snow marks in the snow.

Before he arrived at the scene, Chen Liguo heard the tragic cry of a spy being executed.

“Lord Ji.” Yan Jingyi’s voice was faint. He said, “You came just in time to catch the snowy weather and just happened to have the chance to look at the unique punishment in our army.”

Chen Liguo did not speak.

Yan Jingyi said, “If a person’s body is frostbitten by the snow and then irrigated with hot water, they can watch the necrosis of their body...”

Chen Liguo’s eyes shifted a little.

Yan Jingyi said: “People who have been sentenced can live through the winter until spring comes when they can die as they wish.”

Chen Liguo said, “Good method.”

Yan Jingyi said, “Oh? Lord Ji is said to be the most benevolent in the central government. You have no compassion for these spies?”

Chen Liguo said coldly: “How many brothers in our army died in the hands of the spies? To be subjected to these punishments, surely you won’t say they shouldn’t?”

Yan Jingyi said: "It was me who underestimated Lord Ji."

Chen Liguo snorted and urged system to start mosaic. Mosaic is a large humanity function of the system. It is a system derived from the development of the times. If the host required, every bloody and violent picture would be Mosaic, which would also let the host better integrate into the world.

System: “... Aren’t you quite capable?"

Chen Liguo: “Stop talking. I feel pain when I hear what he says. Hurry and startup Mosaic.”

System："......"

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