Mo Junjie Jin was born a prince into the house of Yan. He was a warrior through and through. They were constantly at war with someone. Junjie had become hard and ruthless. He gave no one any quarter or took any excuses for wrong doing. His generals feared him. His Fuqin had turned the army over to him when he was twenty. Several smaller clans came into alliance with them. One of the alliances brought a princess into Junjie's harem. Piao Liang Yue was very pretty. She was graceful and shy. Her soft looks and shy hiding of her eyes behind her fan had Junjie intrigued. He moved her into first consort quickly. He left her untouched for months to test her resolve. She cared not one wit that he left her a virgin. She was fine with it. All good things must come to an end, and the night came when Junjie chose to sleep with her. He bathed and went to her room. She was terrified. The terror on her face drove him on to possess her. She screamed the whole time he was trying to be gentle. Finally giving up trying to be a gentle lover, he forced himself on her. Her screaming ceased as he pumped into her. He took her face into his hands and kissed her soft lips. She moaned against his lips. He was going slow now. Slowly but surely she started to answer him. He felt her pleasure rising. He raised up and turned her over. He entered her and reached around her to fondle her breast with one hand and her sweet nub with his other. He felt her rising into a hard climax. When she did, he burst into her and thrust with each spurt of his seed. He stayed with her all night and made love to her. He booted his number one concubine out of her palace to a lower one and named Yue as his princess consort. She became his one and only as he totally ignored all the women in his harem.
For months he made love to her every chance he got until she became pregnant. His Fuqin, somewhat displeased with the situation, was glad of her upcoming childbirth. Junjie was in the training camp working out when word came that Yue was in labor. Excusing himself, he went to her room to wait outside as she struggled in labor. Over and over he heard her call for him. Not wanting to look weak, he paced outside. When he heard the cries of his newborn son, he turned to enter when the baby was brought to him. It was a boy. His first born. He held him close and named him Yan Yue Kai. His mother was weak for months and was unable to accommodate him in her bed. Yue Kai was the apple of his Fuqin's eye and became a favorite of his Zufu. He grew strong. On his sixth birthday, his mother died after giving birth to a premature daughter. Junjie never took another official wife. He forced all of his concubines to take potions to prevent pregnancy. Yue Kai was his only son. Junjie took his Fuqin's throne when he was thirty-five years old. His Fuqin had been murdered. He sat on the throne and addressed his ministers. "Yesterday my Fuqin was murdered. If you have any information that leads to the guilty culprit, you will be rewarded. If you keep silent, I will kill every one of you. Guard! Bring me the last one in the rear!" The guard brought the old minister forward. "Tell me what you know or die." "My emperor, I only know that Minister Yong had men in his office two days ago that I didn't know. I couldn't hear what they said. Please spare me!" "Stand here. You will be rewarded. Bring Minister Yong!" Yong was not in the room. One by one each minister was questioned. Out of twenty, fifteen were killed. Since Yong was the head minister, the old man was made chief minister. Junjie turned to him and asked him why there were twenty ministers. The old man bowed. "Emperor, there is no need for so many. You only need the five of us. We can help you. Ling Rue here is an excellent accountant. He can handle your monetary affairs. General Tang can handle your military affairs. The rest of us can serve where you need us to be." "Good! What is your name? You are now promoted to head minister." "Your majesty, I am Yan Manchu Tong. I am also your cousin. I am here to serve you!" "I need a scribe and a secretary. See to it. Now General Tang, I need trustworthy guards here in this palace. I want every soldier interviewed. I'll tell you now if anything happens to my son or myself, you will answer first. Am I understood?" "Yes, your majesty. I will begin today!" "Send soldiers to catch Minister Yong. I prefer him to be brought here alive, but if he resists, kill him. That is all for now!"
For days Junjie paced in the throne room as one traitor after another was brought to him. If he didn't send them to prison, he beheaded them himself. He was sick of intrigue and plots. By the end of the month, the palace was purged, the realm was purged and he had loyal men around. Junjie was smart and his subjects worshipped him. Minister Yong was finally caught ten years later. He was an old man. He had fled to the Wei kingdom, but was caught once he crossed over into the Yan kingdom. He was brought before Junjie. He refused to bow. "Well Ex minister Yong! It seems you have met your doom today! Oh how I have waited for this moment! You dared to betray my Fuqin! You dared to betray your country! Today you die, old man! Today you die. Junjie pulled a dagger out of his belt and threw it. It hit right into the old man's heart. He couldn't speak as he died but he was trying to curse his ruler and king. General Tang sliced his throat and killed him. An aide to General Tang came running in with an urgent message. "Report!" Junjie saw him and motioned for him to come forward. "Say it." "Your majesty, we found messages in Minister Yong's luggage. He has been conspiring with the Han kingdom to overthrow you!" General Tang bowed to one knee. "Your majesty, we must prepare the army! Just give the command!" Junjie thought a moment and nodded. Yue Kai was standing beside his father. Junjie turned and smiled. "It seems, my son, that it is time for you to spread your wings and fly. You will command your troop of elite soldiers. I will inform General Tang tomorrow. Now go and prepare your men."
It was decided that they would not attack the Han kingdom, they would instead fortify their own capital city quietly. Many spies were caught. For over a year they prepared. The Han king made one grievous error. He didn't take the weather into consideration. Yan was a northern kingdom and winter came early. Even though the king had marched in good weather, the further north he got, the colder it got. By the time he was nearing the capital, snow was falling in earnest. His army was not prepared. Half way to the city, the Han army turned around and returned to their own lands. To say Junjie was relieved was an understatement. He sent patrols of archers to harass the army until they were out of their lands. A grand feast was held a month later to celebrate. Junjie and his son were eating together. Yue Kai was eyeing every dancing girl present. He had been raised strictly but he would do things against his Fuqin every chance he got. It did not go unnoticed by Junjie either. He decided that he would have a talk with his wayward son. Three days later Yue Kai was finally sober enough to talk to his Fuqin. "Yue, it has come to my attention that you are spending a lot of time whoring around and drinking. You have duties and responsibilities you must uphold. You have a harem. Use it. If I catch you drunk and with a whore one more time, I'll confine you to the palace. Don't think I won't either. Your a commander of the army and you are Huangtaizi. No more! Do you hear me Yue? No more! Now go to your rooms and stay there until I tell you to come out! Go!"
Yue Kai had no intention of doing one thing his Fuqin told him to do. He went through his harem in fifteen days. He had wine brought and he was drunk every day until his Fuqin cut off the wine. Fed up, he attempted to leave his rooms but was stopped by guards. He pulled his sword against them and was about to leave when his Fuqin came around the corner. Junjie, thoroughly fed up, called the guards to stand down. Yue Kai was in a rage and charged his Fuqin who was unarmed. He stabbed him in the shoulder. Realizing what he had done, Yue staggered back with shock on his face. "Fuqin! I'm sorry! Fuqin please forgive me! I didn't mean it! I didn't! Please, Fuqin, forgive me!" Junjie was still standing holding his shoulder with blood running through his fingers. His guards took him back to his rooms with Yue Kai following. The wound looked bad but was only a flesh wound. For days a fever raged and Yue Kai sat by his Fuqin's side. When Junjie came out of his fever, Yue was there. He looked Yue in the eye. He was going to berate him, but he could see the suffering in his eyes. Instead, he reached out for his hand. Seeing the love there, Yue hung his head on his Fuqin's arm. No words were spoken, but a change was made that very day. Never again did Yue ever go against his Fuqin. He studied war tactics, trained and changed his diet and habits. He dismissed most of his harem. He trained every day. To say Junjie was impressed was an understatement. It was getting close to the time to pass his throne over to Yue.
Junjie was now sixty years old. He was still a strong, viral man. He trained daily with Yue to keep his strength up. It was on one such day that Yue and Junjie were sparring when Junjie grabbed his chest, gasped for breath and fell over. He was taken to his rooms where he remained unconscious. The royal physician came to Yue that night. "Huangtaizi, our king has been poisoned. We have no idea at this point. I have mixed a potion to counteract it, but it will take time. I took the liberty of having his personal guards search for the container he was drinking out of on the training grounds." Yue waved his hand and sent him away. For months Junjie was laying motionless in bed. In the sixth month he opened his eyes. He was a shell of the man he once was. He was gaunt and pale. He couldn't walk or talk. He had no strength to even lift a fork. Yue came everyday to check on him and to see that he was eating. "Fuqin, someone poisoned you. We have been unable to catch the culprit. I have tried my best. I've had your doctors here every day. Can you speak?" Junjie raised his hand and started to weep. "Yue, let me go. Give me a potion and let me go! I will say no more." His hand fell to the bed and he closed his eyes. Yue Kai smirked and leaned over his dying Fugin, "Took you long enough, old man! Now I shall rule the way I want too!" Junjie heard him and was brokenhearted. He refused food and water. On the tenth day after waking, Junjie Jin, king of Yan, left the world and woke up in his room the same day that Qiang de Hei came. His Fuqin was sitting by his side when he awoke.
When Junjie opened his eyes, Mo Yuan saw the sadness there and the sorrow. He waited for Junjie to tell him about his experience but said nothing. "Junjie are you alright? Can Fuqin help you?" "Fuqin, I'm beginning to wonder just how you have graciously handled us, your title as God of War, your love for Mother and Kunlun. You are the one constant in our lives. When your calamity comes, I just don't honestly think I will be able to cope with it. I wish to rest now please." "When you are ready come and we will talk. I love you, Junjie!" He walked out and closed the door behind him. Junjie recalled his trial and smiled. He knew he was just taught a lesson on true love, judgement and decision making and his love for his one son. For ten days Junjie stayed in his room and didn't open the door. For ten days Mo Yuan fretted and wondered why Junjie's ascension energy had not come upon him. Had he failed his trial? What was he supposed to see? How could he, his own Fuqin, who wouldn't even talk about his own ascension trial after all these millennia even help him? Mo Yuan decided to knock on his door. No answer. He knocked again. Still no answer. He called Baohu to him. Baohu came running like his pants were on fire. "Baohu, call Jinzi. Tell him to come very fast. Something is wrong and I don't want to open this door until he is here." Baohu called Jinzi. "Jinzi, get Mi Shu and come as fast as you can please. Something has happened to Junjie. Hurry!"
Jinzi came with Mi Shu in thirty minutes time. Bai Qian was now standing outside of Junjie's door wringing her hands and twisting her handkerchief. "Mo Yuan, dearest, what could be wrong? What has happened? Tell me he's ok?" "Qian Qian, I don't know. I honestly don't know." He turned to Baohu. "Baohu, go get Lei Lei! Maybe she can feel him." Baohu had just turned to go get her when Qiang de Hei came running down the hall carrying her. Jinzi ran to her. "What happened, Hei?" "We were drinking tea when she gasped, dropped her tea and collapsed. I was bringing her to her room!" Her room was next to Junjie's, so they carried her in. Mo Yuan sat by her on her bed and took her hand. "Lei Lei, what's wrong? Tell Fuqin!" "Fuqin, break down Junjie's door! Break it down now!! Please!!" Mo Yuan jumped up and ran to the door. He blasted it off it's hinges and ran inside followed by Jinzi. What met his eyes nearly killed him. Junjie had taken his very own dagger that his Fuqin had made him and stabbed himself right in the heart. Temporarily taken aback, he was frozen to the spot. Jinzi shoved his Fuqin aside and fell down to tend him. "Baohu, go get Zhe Yan! Also get Xue and JinDe, I need them. Fuqin! Bo and Chu should be back any time now! Please be prepared! Fuqin! Do you hear me? Please get Shushu Ye Hua to help you! Fuqin!" Mo Yuan was standing there like he was in a stupor. He heard Jinzi but he sounded like he was far away. He said nothing but turned to go and settle himself. As he stepped out the door, he met the faces of Die Feng, Bai Qian and the rest of the disciples. Here he was. Mo Yuan. God of War. Scholar, teacher, revered and honored in the whole world, but clueless as to how he had failed his son. He leaned against the wall with his arm and planted his face in the crook of it. Hard sobs began. He sobbed so hard that Die Feng thought he would collapse. Die Feng placed his arm around his shoulder to guide him to his room when Bai Xue and Mo JinDe came around the corner. They ran to his side. Seeing them, Die Feng stepped back and let them take him to his room. They sat him down on the bed and sat down, one on each side of him. With his head in his hands, he sobbed. What could he say? What could he do? What had Junjie endured that he wanted to take his own life? Xue broke the silence. "Fuqin, this is not your fault. Each one of us must face our own trials and tribulations. Maybe Junjie still feels like he is just Xiao Long with no purpose? I can't say until I talk to him. Why he would do this I just can't say. Bo and Chu should be back soon. We must be prepared. Mother! Please stay here with Fuqin while we tend to Junjie. Fuqin! It will be ok. Calm yourself! Taiyang and Zhenzhu will be asking questions. Gaoxing and Xingfu will be wanting attention too. Let us help you!"
Taiyang and Zhenzhu were standing in the hall wondering what in all the whole world was going on. They had never seen their Fuqin so upset. They knew something was wrong with Junjie but they didn't know what. They went down the hall to Junjie's room and looked in. Jinzi had removed the dagger and was desperately trying to heal his heart. Sensing the boys near, Jinzi called them. "Taiyang! Zhenzhu! Come here and help San ge! Pass healing energy to Junjie! Hurry!" They ran in and hurried to the side of the bed. They started passing energy. Jinzi had stripped Junjie of his robes until he was laying on the bed in only his underpants. The would in his heart was bad. The three of them passed energy until the wound was nearly healed internally. Xue had gone to get Zhe Yan. He walked in just in time. Jinzi had used so much power he was glowing green and blood was running out of his nose. Wavering from side to side, he was nearly spent. Zhe Yan yelled to JinDe, "catch him! He's used up his energy!" JinDe caught Jinzi as he was about to fall. Only Taiyang and Zhenzhu were left passing energy. They both surprised their brethren and they glowed golden and increased their energy. Zhe Yan sent energy to Junjie and stabilized him. He caught the boys as they too exhausted themselves. He turned to call for Chang Shan. "Chang Shan! Bring me three of the strongest energy elixers you have! Hurry!" He was back in less than ten minutes. Zhe Yan gave one to Jinzi first. Then he halved one between Taiyang and Zhenzhu. He waited as they recovered. He turned to JinDe. "JinDe, take Junjie to the dragon den in the mountain. He will heal faster there. Bai Xue, you take these little dragons and tend to them. Now I must see Mo Yuan." They all jumped to do as he told them to. Xue took Taiyang and Zhenzhu to their room and laid them down to rest. JinDe took Junjie and laid him on the fur rug deep in the mountain. He covered him with a quilt and started his vigil by his Didi's side. Zhe Yan went straight to Mo Yuan's room. Baohu was there with his Fuqin. Mo Yuan was laying on the bed with his arm over his face. "Mo Yuan, brother, you must not be so distressed! Junjie will recover! JinDe has taken him to the den to rest and recover! Rise up now and be the strong man you have always been!" Mo Yuan moved his arm and sat up. "How can you call me strong? They are my children! I have failed them! How can I call myself a strong man? How absurd to even think it!" Die Feng knocked on the door. "Enter." He bowed and spoke. "Shifu, Chen Bo and Chin Chu have returned from their trial!" Mo Yuan jumped up and rushed out the door. He entered Bo's room just in time to see her ascension energy come over her. He was relieved. He went to Chin Chu's room. She too had ascension energy come over her. Three passed, one has yet to. He realized that when Gaoxing and Xingfu would be old enough to go to their high god trial, he would be quite old. He turned to go to their room. Bai Qian was there with them. "Qian Qian! Bo and Chu have returned. They have ascended. Junjie is being watched over by JinDe in the den. We will just have to wait and see. How are our baby boys today?" "Mo Yuan, they are very sensitive. They know something has been going on. Come talk to them." When he sat down next to their crib, the boys were watching him closely. He reached for them and took both of them into his arms. He hugged them close and sighed. "I believe these will be our last, Qian Qian. I don't think I can mate again." "Mo Yuan why would you say such a thing? You are not old! You're not!" In a bit of a temper, she stomped out and left him holding the babies. "Hmmmm! Touchy! Well boys, how about tea in the great hall!" He walked to the hall and sat down with them. Being happy babies, they were passed around to much laughing and many giggles. Sorrow had come to the mountain, but joy had come to ease the pain and lighten the hearts of those that were filled with sadness. That also included their Fuqin, who was laughing at them by the time he was finished with his tea.
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Rescue Me, My Love
FanfictionMo Yuan is in the Chaos for 20,000 years. He hears a voice that calls to him. He wakes up just in time to rescue Ye Hua after he passed his high immortal trial. Bai Qian had been sitting by him in the cave the day he woke up. He decided right th...
