I'm having EMO, can you help me die?

Chapter 109 Shen Mo

The speaker's tone was full of resentment towards Xiliang, as if he wished he could personally go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

In the main hall, the emperor frowned, waved his hand, and dismissed the person who had spoken.

"Recently, the Northern Liao has been engaged in continuous warfare, and the Western Liang has suddenly made unusual moves, attempting to devour the Mo Kingdom."

"I have already dispatched General Li to Northern Liao. Now, in the court, which of my ministers is capable of pacifying Western Liang?"

No one in the audience responded.

"Does anyone have a suitable person to recommend?"

Chaos erupted in the main hall. The military officers looked at each other, none daring to respond.

The Western Liang forces were fierce, and the terrain in the western region was complex. If they were not careful, they would suffer heavy losses and end up in defeat and death.

Shen Jing stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, I have someone to recommend."

"My dear, please speak."

The prime minister usually doesn't participate in these kinds of matters, but this time...

"I encountered a person a few days ago whose martial arts skills were extremely high, but..."

Shen Jing looked troubled, as if he had something difficult to say. "But what?"

The emperor asked.

"This person was born a slave and once became the top in the Blood Fiend Cave all by himself."

Upon hearing this, the other ministers in the hall couldn't help but gasp.

The Blood Fiend Cave was extremely famous, especially among high-ranking officials and nobles, most of whom had secretly visited it.

That's not a good place; there are few people who can survive there.

From its inception to the present day, not a single person has ever heard of it before.

"Your Majesty, this man's surname is Shen, and his given name is Mo. I met him by chance the other day and adopted him as my son. Now is the time when the court needs talented people, and I would like to recommend him to fight for the country."

"Very well! I grant your permission!"

The emperor was overjoyed, wondering how many more surprises this prime minister could bring him. He was determined to make good use of this man.

"Immediately issue my decree to summon him to the palace for an audience with the Emperor!"

Shen Jing hurriedly bowed and accepted the decree, "Your subject obeys."

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

The ministers bowed and echoed his sentiments.

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"The imperial court has sent reinforcements. Soldiers, hold on! We cannot retreat any further! Behind us are the people, our families!"

"Fire arrows!"

On the city wall, the defending soldiers roared, and suddenly a volley of arrows was unleashed, like a locust swarm passing through.

In an instant, shouts, horse neighs, and the sound of arrows piercing the sky mingled together.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

After an unknown amount of time, the blazing sun faded into a setting sun, the earth turned red, and the body collapsed to the ground.

No more sounds could be heard in their ears; all they could see was the carnage, and there were still people killing enemies ahead.

The ground was shaking, and Xiao Lin, who was completely numb, fell to the ground. The stone was moving.

"General Xiao!"

"Hurry...hurry up!"

Before he could finish speaking, he fainted.

"He's just passed out. Take him away; the rest of you, follow me into battle!"

A young-looking man charged forward.

At his command, he took the lead, and his cavalrymen pierced the enemy ranks like sharp swords.

With spears swung, blood splattered wherever they went, and the cavalrymen followed closely behind, bravely taking the lead.

This battle lasted a full year.

Good news kept pouring in, and the entire capital was in an uproar. The emperor personally held a celebration banquet for Shen Mo.

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"My dear grandson! You're finally back! Grandpa missed you so much!"

Half a day had passed since Shen Qingqing returned, and Shen Jing, who had just finished the morning court session, immediately rushed to pick her up.

After months of carriage travel, Shen Qingqing was in a bad state, feeling as if she had ascended to heaven.

"Grandpa, I'm sleepy, I want to go to sleep."

As soon as she got off the carriage, Shen Qingqing collapsed onto the bed and never woke up again.

"You lot, and you lot, pack up Miss's things and don't disturb her sleep."

Shen Jing stood in front of the door, calling to the servants.

"Xiao Cui, have the kitchen prepare some nourishing food, and remember to bring it to my dear grandson."

"Yes, sir."

Miss Shen Qingqing's health is too weak from all this traveling, so Xiao Cui is busy tidying up her room.

"Did you know? Young Master Shen is returning to Kyoto tomorrow."

"Is that General Shen?"

"It is said that the general single-handedly recaptured ten cities, far surpassing General Li's achievements back then!"

"That's right, that's our Prime Minister's adopted son. I wonder if we servants will have the honor of meeting Young Master Shen?"

Everyone in the manor was talking about General Shen, but Xiao Cui had never heard of him.

"Hey! Do you know who this General Shen they're talking about is?"

Li Wei stood in front of the door, arms crossed, holding her sword. She turned her head when she heard someone speaking to her.

Along the way, from the moment we entered the capital, everyone—men, women, young and old—was talking about General Shen.

"He seems to be the Prime Minister's adopted son. He recently pacified Xiliang and made great contributions in battle, so His Majesty appointed him as a Grand General."

"what!"

So much has happened while Miss was away that Xiao Cui is starting to wonder how Li Wei knew all this.

"My hearing is better than most people's, and nothing, big or small, can escape my ears along the way."

Guessing what Xiao Cui was going to ask, Li Wei finished answering all her questions at once, then stood still, like an NPC issuing a quest.

Xiao Cui: Oh, I forgot, the guy next to her isn't simple either...

[Host! Host! You've been sleeping for a whole day!]

She can't be woken up, she's completely unresponsive. Shen Qingqing hasn't woken up since we got back yesterday.

"My lord, the imperial physician is inside."

"My dear grandson, Grandpa will never let you go back to Yaozhou to see that brat again, my dear grandson!"

Shen Jing looked worried, pacing back and forth, constantly peering inside.

"Master."

Xiao Cui bowed and said that as soon as Shen Mo appeared, the atmosphere around them became oppressive, and none of the servants dared to raise their heads.

"How did you come?"

Upon seeing the visitor, Shen Jing said unhappily, "Does this guy still have his beloved grandson in mind?"

It must be said that Shen Jing's intuition was quite accurate.

"Father."

Mo Jing bowed and said.

"Who..." Shen Jing's eyes widened in anger, his voice full of energy. Before he could finish speaking, the door creaked open.

"Grandpa," the girl's childish yet slightly indifferent voice rang out.

Shen Jing glared at Shen Mo. This brat, when he sees his precious grandson, he can't even blink properly.

That's enough. Since things have come to this, and we've already met, it wouldn't be good for him to stop us any further. We should be more careful in the future.

"My dear grandson, what's wrong? Are you hungry? Grandpa just happened to bring you some food."

He turned his head and gave a wink. Below the steps, a dozen servants stood, each carrying a wooden box.

Follow in order.

"Come on, Grandpa brought you lots of delicious food that even people in the palace can't get!"

He took a flower-shaped pastry from a box, his lips curled into a wide smile, and his wrinkles radiated smugness.

Shen Mo followed behind Shen Qingqing, step by step, afraid of falling behind.

The two were getting along harmoniously; his expression was calm and composed, with the corners of his mouth maintaining their usual curve.

Only Xiao Lin noticed that the general's condition was different from usual; his breathing was heavier, and his steps were not as steady as usual.

After the general saved him, he vowed to follow him to the death. He spent his whole life seeking someone who could truly convince him, and now he has achieved his goal.

I originally thought that a general like him wouldn't care about romantic relationships like ordinary people do.