"Yuner, I'm sorry." Tang Yu, dressed in a red robe, looked at Yuner who had fainted on the ground in her phoenix crown and drape. His hand covered her face, filled with guilt and reluctance. Finally, he suppressed his feelings, saying, "Jiucheng, take good care of Yuner. I know you like her, and I stayed for her. Now, I'm entrusting her to you. Take her away and never return."

"Your Majesty..." Jiusheng looked up in surprise at Tang Yu. Yun'er is the one in Tang Yu's heart, how could he possibly have feelings for her? The one he likes is clearly..."

The Tang Yu in front of me has lost the aura of an emperor. He seems like an ordinary person, dressed in red clothes that exude an indescribable allure. As Jiusheng looked on, he unexpectedly gathered up the courage to embrace Tang Yu.

Tang Yu smiled, not pushing him away, thinking that he was just too excited. He patted his back, thinking that by fulfilling their wishes before his death, he would at least be doing a good deed.

"Your Majesty..."

"Jiusheng..."

Two distinctly different voices sounded at the same time. One voice was deep and hearty, while the other was gentle and mellow. The two voices intermingled, causing both individuals to pause for a moment before descending into silence once again.

"Jiusheng, take good care of Yuner. Otherwise, even if I become a ghost, I will not spare you," Tang Yu spoke up. In his lifetime, he felt most remorseful towards Yuner. As long as Yuner was safe, he would consider it enough, even if he were to die."

After struggling to decide on the words he wanted to say, Jiu Cheng swallowed them back in, saying, "You can rest assured, I will take good care of her."

Jiusheng held Tang Yu's arm tightly and took a deep breath before letting go of him.

"Let's go! They're coming soon!" Tang Yu picked up Yun Er and handed her to him, smiling as he pushed him forward.

"I will come back for you, wait for me." Jiusheng took Yun'er and immediately ran out without pausing for a moment. He wanted to quickly find a place to settle Yun'er, and then come back to pick up Tang Yu.

Tang Yu stood in place, feeling an overwhelming sense of loneliness in the empty palace. Perhaps it was best to entrust Yun'er to him! Whether he would return or not, it no longer mattered.

He is as beautiful as jade.

When Song Jiang saw Tang Yu dressed in red, his mind went blank. Even though he had hundreds of male companions in his harem, they couldn't compare to this one!

The Tang Yu in front of her was dressed in fiery red, neither affected nor artificial, alluring yet strong-willed. She exuded a naturally noble aura that set her apart from anyone else, even when compared to someone as charming as Jing Hua. The difference between the two could be likened to heaven and earth!

"Are you the Emperor of Kang Kingdom?" Looking down on him from a height half a head taller, Song Jianglin stared at him.

Although Tang Yu is a well-educated person, he also has a proud temperament. Faced with the awe-inspiring dominance of Song Jianglin, Tang Yu merely glanced at him coldly, without saying a word. He had an attitude of letting others have their way with him. However, it has only been three months since he ascended the throne. If he were to die now, how could he explain himself to his ancestors who have already passed away?

"I won't kill you. Take him away and take good care of him," Song Jianglin smiled at Tang Yu, completely devoid of the imposing aura he had just exuded.

Tang Yu looked up in astonishment, not killing him? If he were to die from being humiliated and tortured, he wouldn't be able to face his ancestors! Not to mention his ancestors, even his brothers who were engaged in constant power struggles wouldn't let him off the hook!

The iron general by the side looked at Song Jianglin with a strange gaze. Who does this emperor think he is, daring to take anyone on board? Even if he looks good, he's still the emperor of a neighboring country!

He quickly advised, "But he's the Emperor of Kang Country! How can this be allowed?"

What nonsense? Who is he, I'm not clear yet? I need you to spout nonsense? Say one more word, and I'll send you home to work in the fields.

General Tie was left speechless. Being young and full of hot-bloodedness, he was not yet willing to go back home and become a farmer. So, he approached Tang Yu and let out a sigh before saying, "I apologize for offending you!"

Bang~, then he skillfully swung his hand down towards the back of Tang Yu's head with a knife. Tang Yu only felt a sharp pain at the back of his head, and then lost consciousness.

"Tsk! Be careful." Song Jianglin hurriedly caught the collapsing Tang Yu and blamed the dark-skinned Iron General for his appearance.

"Next time, you come by yourself." Iron General was tangled up in his recent predicament. Just as he was feeling frustrated, Song Jianglin blamed him, further worsening his mood. Without even saying hello, Iron General walked out directly.

This iron general is called Tie Ta. Out of ten male favorites in Song Jianglin's harem, nine of them have been split by him. As a result, they all scatter in fear whenever they see him. As for why Song Jianglin didn't choose him, Song Jianglin only said, "His skin is too dark, his skin is too rough. I prefer someone with fair and tender skin, someone whose touch is comfortable."

After General Taita heard the news, he went straight home and kowtowed three times to his mother, saying, "Mother! Thank you for giving birth to me so dark."

As a result, the tough and thick-skinned General Iron Tower became a laborer for Song Jianglin, fighting in battles and occasionally indulging in romantic affairs.

After Tang Yu woke up, he found himself inside a palanquin. As he lifted his head, he caught sight of Song Jianglin's scrutinizing gaze. When he lowered his head and looked down, he realized that his bright red festive clothes had vanished, leaving him only in a thin undershirt and underpants. Tang Yu furrowed his brows and wrapped the scanty undershirt around himself before asking, "Where is this place?"

In this situation, Song Jianglin couldn't help but become more interested in Tang Yu. Tang Yu, with a calm expression as plain as water, is truly different from those in his imperial harem. "On the way to Song Nation, we should probably be approaching the border by now."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yu lifted the curtain, and a cold wind blew in. The outside appeared desolate, which suddenly made him feel a sense of melancholy. Is he now a captive?

"Where are my clothes?" Tang Yu closed the curtain and rubbed his hands together.