Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 364 Princess Chang's Rebellion 25

The day before the full moon banquet, Ji Xiaosong learned the whereabouts of Song Linchuan's family from Su Yan.

"Ashina Yun turned people into human pigs?" She was teasing the baby in her arms. Upon hearing this, she paused slightly with her fingertips, her tone as calm as if she were discussing the weather.

Su Yan stood with his head bowed, lightly tapping his palm with his folding fan: "Yes. All four limbs are severed, the root of the tongue is cut off, and he is placed in a dark dungeon on the outskirts of the city. He is fed and watered every day, so he won't die."

Ji Xiaosong chuckled softly and gently tapped the baby's nose with her fingertip: "That's typical of him."

The child was amused and giggled, waving his little hands wildly in the air, a bright red cinnabar mole between his eyebrows.

"Where are Song Yao and her younger brother?"

“They were sent to the northern border.” Su Yan raised his eyes. “General Zhao arranged accommodations for them in Ankang City as you wished, so they have no worries about food and clothing, but they are forbidden from holding office for life.”

Ji Xiaosong hummed in agreement and said no more.

Su Yan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Does the ruler not blame Young Master Ashina?"

"What's it to blame him for?" Ji Xiaosong raised her eyes. "Is it because he stood up for me? Or is it because he..."

She suddenly chuckled, "You didn't just kill them outright?"

Su Yan was speechless.

"If I didn't even have this much tolerance, I wouldn't have elected him in the first place."

Ji Xiaosong handed the child to the wet nurse, then slowly rose and walked to the window. "How Song Linchuan treated me back then was witnessed by all the officials. Now, Ashina Yun's actions have only made those people realize..."

She turned around, her eyes flashing with sharpness: "The consequences of offending me are worse than death."

Su Yan bowed deeply: "The government is wise and discerning."

*

Ashina Yun returned late at night.

He quietly pushed open the bedroom door, only to see Ji Xiaosong leaning against the couch reading a book, the candlelight making her profile look like jade.

"You're still awake, Your Excellency?" He took off his dew-stained outer robe and nuzzled her neck. "Were you waiting for me?"

Ji Xiaosong closed the book: "I heard you've been very busy lately."

Ashina Yun paused for a moment, then smiled broadly, her eyes crinkling: "Busy preparing a full-month celebration gift for our son."

He magically produced a small gold lock from his sleeve. "Look, I made it myself."

The gold lock is engraved with exquisite auspicious cloud patterns, and the back has the two small characters "Chang Le" (meaning "eternal happiness").

Ji Xiaosong took the gold lock, her fingertips tracing the patterns on it: "The craftsmanship is quite good."

“Of course.” Ashina Yun proudly raised his chin. “We men of the Western Regions learn these things from a young age.”

"Is that so?" Ji Xiaosong smiled faintly. "I thought men from the Western Regions specialized in how to turn people into human pigs."

The bedchamber fell silent instantly.

Ashina Yun's smile slowly faded.

He knelt on one knee before the couch, looking up at Ji Xiaosong: "Is the ruler angry?"

“If I were angry, you should be in the Ministry of Justice prison right now.”

Ji Xiaosong leaned down and lifted his chin with her fingertips, "However..."

She suddenly leaned closer and said, "Next time you do something like this, remember to tell me first."

Ashina Yun's eyes lit up, and he immediately leaned in to kiss the corner of her lips: "Yes, ma'am~"

*

On the day of the full moon celebration, the government building was packed with guests.

Ashina Yun, dressed in a silver-white brocade robe, stood beside Ji Xiaosong, holding a child, and smiled smugly.

Looking at this perfect couple, and then thinking of Song Linchuan, who was living a life worse than death in the suburbs, I felt a chill run down my spine.

"I have invited you all here today for two reasons. First, to celebrate my son's one-month birthday," Ji Xiaosong said, looking around at everyone. "Second, to formally announce his name."

She looked at Ashina Yun. The silver-haired youth understood, carefully handed the child to the wet nurse, and then took a gilded scroll from the servant.

"New Xia government decree: The eldest son is bestowed the name Ji Zhao, and is granted the title of Junior Minister of the Executive Government, enjoying a first-class salary. This is the imperial decree."

The guests in the hall had various expressions.

Although the position of Vice Minister of the Executive Government is merely a nominal one, everyone understands the significance of the "first-class salary," which clearly indicates that this child is being groomed as a future successor to the government.

Tie Zhenshan was the first to react, and his loud voice resounded throughout the hall: "Congratulations on your appointment! Congratulations to the young master!"

The officials then seemed to awaken from their daze and bowed to offer their congratulations.

Ashina Yun stood beside Ji Xiaosong, holding a child. Her silver hair and black clothes made her stand out in the candlelight.

Ji Xiaosong raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "At the beginning of the founding of the new Xia Dynasty, I, the current ruler, swore never to claim the title of emperor. Today's action is merely to select a worthy person for the country."

Her gaze swept over every important official present. "If Ji Zhao is talented and virtuous in the future, he should participate in the election for the government; if he is not talented, he should live as an ordinary citizen."

These words, seemingly addressed to the crowd, were actually spoken to the infant in her arms.

As if sensing something, Xiao Ji Zhao suddenly opened her eyes, her obsidian-like pupils staring straight at her mother with an unusual clarity.

Ashina Yun chuckled softly and whispered something in the Western Regions language.

Ji Xiaosong raised an eyebrow: "What are you talking about?"

“I say,” Ashina Yun’s azure eyes were filled with laughter, “this kid is sure to be a headache for the whole world in the future.”

Ji Xiaosong smiled slightly and gently touched the baby's nose: "That's perfect."

Her voice was soft, yet every word carried immense weight: "What the new Xia needs is not a ruler who follows the rules and maintains the status quo."

After the full moon celebration, rumors about the young master spread like wildfire.

Some say that strange phenomena occurred at the time of his birth, while others say that the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows is a sign that he was the reincarnation of an imperial star.

But regardless of the rumors, everyone understands one thing: this child, who combines the blood of the Western Regions with the orthodoxy of the new Xia dynasty, is destined to change the fate of this land.

*

After the banquet, Ji Xiaosong stood alone in the courtyard, admiring the moon.

Ashina Yun wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder: "What is the ruler thinking?"

"I'm thinking..." Ji Xiaosong looked up at the northern starry sky, "What are Song Yao and her brother doing right now?"

Ashina Yun was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "I will have someone send them money every month, enough to ensure they have enough to eat and wear."

He paused, "But that child will never achieve fame or success, and Song Yao will never marry into a prominent family."

"Ah."

"Does the government think I'm too ruthless?"

Ji Xiaosong turned around, cupped his face in her hands, and asked, "Do you know why I named my son 'Zhao'?"

Ashina Yun shook his head.

“Zhao means bright.” She said softly, “I want him to live an upright life, unlike his parents, whose hands are covered in blood but who still pretend to be virtuous.”

Ashina Yun paused for a moment, then suddenly hugged her tightly: "Our Zhao'er will definitely be stronger than all of us."

A night breeze carried the cries of a baby from afar.

The wet nurse rushed in: "Your Excellency, the little prince has woken up and is crying incessantly..."

Ashina Yun immediately released Ji Xiaosong: "I'll go take a look."

His departing figure was as upright as a pine tree, his silver hair gleaming softly in the moonlight.

Ji Xiaosong looked at him and suddenly remembered the Western Region boy who only knew how to act cute and charming when they first met.

Now, he is able to support her and their child.

*

In the northern border, at Ankang City.

Song Yao was teaching her younger brother to read under the lamp.

“This is ‘An,’ the ‘An’ in Ankang (安康, meaning peace and health). She pointed to the words in the book and said softly, ‘General Zhao said that this was a name personally chosen by the ruler.’”

The little boy looked up: "Big sister, who is in power?"

Song Yao's hands trembled slightly: "Yes..."

She gazed at the starry sky outside the window, her voice barely audible, "He's someone we can never catch up to."