Early in the morning, Zhan Qingyue felt guilty, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong.
By noon, this feeling became more and more obvious.
"Hu San!"
Zhan Qingyue shouted towards the door.
After a while, Hu Sancai came over sweating profusely.
"Girl, are you looking for me?"
Zhan Qingyue raised her eyes and looked at Hu San, who was running in a hurry. In this cold weather, he was still sweating profusely.
"Where have you been? Why are you still sweating profusely from running? There may be news from the city gate. It should be said that Brother Han should be back from Lincheng at this time, right?"
Hu San rolled his eyes, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and sighed.
"Girl, I have just been shearing sheep with General Su at the city gate. There is indeed no news that my uncle has entered the city. How about I go check it out again?"
Zhan Qingyue nodded, but did not refute.
Hu San felt relieved and ran away in a hurry.
After leaving the government office, Hu San looked extremely ugly. He sighed one after another and wiped away tears unconsciously.
"Why is our girl's life so miserable? Why did this happen to my uncle?"
Hu San shook his head and hurried to General Su's small home in the city.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, General Su and General Chen surrounded him.
"How's it going? You didn't tell anyone about Master Han, did you?"
Hu San shook his head, he was quite delicate, his face was full of sorrow.
"What should we do now? How is he doing, sir?"
General Su sighed and lowered his head: "It's really difficult to handle. I have invited several doctors in the city. The external injuries have been bandaged. Unfortunately, Mr. Han's injury is too serious this time. I'm afraid he won't have much time." ”
As soon as the words were spoken, General Chen on the side quickly sighed twice.
"Old Su, don't talk nonsense. The top priority is to cure the master as soon as possible and bring him back intact. He and the county master have such a good relationship. If something happens to Mr. Han, how will the county master survive?"
The three of them sighed in unison.
Hu San felt extremely uncomfortable: "I'm going to see Mr. Han."
Zhan Qingyue waited until night, but there was still no news from Han Yiyun.
Hu San also came back, dejected. When he saw Zhan Qingyue, he shook his head helplessly.
"Girl, maybe my uncle encountered something and got stuck. Don't be too anxious. There is a curfew in the city now. I will go to the city gate to guard it later. I will come back to tell you as soon as I have any news."
After Hu San finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry, regardless of Zhan Qingyue's reaction.
Zhan Qingyue watched Hu San escaping in a hurry, feeling even more uneasy. She even felt like she could hardly breathe.
She couldn't wait to slip into the space, looking at the distant mountains and the rare medicinal materials she had planted.
"Please tell me the news about Han Yiyun. Did something happen to her?"
After Zhan Qingyue chose to exchange her favorability points for Han Yiyun without hesitation, the image of Han Yiyun lying dying on the bed immediately appeared in his mind.
The generals who defended the city, General Su, General Chen and Hu San, were all standing by.
The place where they were was still the small courtyard where Zhan Qingyue had delivered General Su's wife before.
Zhan Qingyue immediately rode his horse and rushed to Su's house.
When they arrived at the place, General Su and the Chen family were dumbfounded and stared at Hu San. He must have accidentally let the news slip.
Hu San's expression changed drastically, and he quickly greeted: "Girl...girl!"
"Is it in this room? I smell blood."
Zhan Qingyue opened the door without hesitation and entered. When she saw Han Yiyun lying on the bed dying, unable to even open his eyes, tears fell instantly.
When Hu San and others saw this scene, they closed the door very wisely and guarded the door peacefully.
Han Yiyun, who was in a coma, looked pale and was breathing weakly. Perhaps he noticed that Zhan Qingyue was coming, and his eyelids actually moved.
Zhan Qingyue couldn't wait to take out the spiritual spring from the space and carefully poured it into Han Yiyun's mouth.
Her eyes were blurred with tears, and even the hand that gave her water was trembling.
"Brother Han, drink it, drink it all, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I'm late, I'm here to save you."
Han Yiyun drank the spiritual spring water, and his breathing and heartbeat became stronger.
Zhan Qingyue couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, carefully checked his wounds, and gave Han Yiyun all the good medicinal materials stored in the space to use.
Seeing Han Yiyun regain his vitality little by little, the tears in Zhan Qingyue's eyes finally stopped.
She wrote a letter questioning Cheng Wang and walked out of the house with a cold face.
The people waiting outside the house saw her face pale and her eyes red, and alarm bells rang in their hearts. Just when they thought Han Yiyun had passed away.
Zhan Qingyue opened her thin lips and said with difficulty: "Hu San, please send someone to deliver this letter to King Cheng."
"Be... become the king!" Hu San was stunned, and immediately realized that he was the current Prince of the East Palace. He nodded quickly and respectfully accepted the three pages of letter paper handed over by Zhan Qingyue, without even an envelope on it.
It seems that the girl is very angry with His Royal Highness about her uncle's matter this time.
Hu San took the letter and left, sighing.
He had also seen the contents of the letter just now. It was nothing more than the girl asking why her uncle should be sent to complete the implementation of the new tax law instead of others. All in all, this matter was due to the Crown Prince's lack of consideration.
The letter was sent away.
Zhan Qingyue stayed in the small courtyard of the Su family without eating or drinking for several days.
Fortunately, Han Yiyun finally woke up.
His Royal Highness, who was far away in the capital, looked at the letter sent by Zhan Qingyue without even an envelope, and his expression was extremely ugly.
He slapped his hand on the table and said angrily: "The implementation of the tax law will benefit the country and the people. Why can't we rush it? The interests of those old stubborns are not as important as the interests of the country. What's wrong with sacrificing Han Yiyun?"
"Besides, he is so capable. In just two months, he has done a good job in this matter. If you ask me, there is something wrong with sister Qingyue. There are so many good men in the world, why do you have to be together? Hanged from a tree?"
The Crown Princess, who happened to be delivering tea, looked a little unhappy when she heard His Highness the Crown Prince's complaints.
"Why did Your Highness say this? Sister Qingyue and Mr. Han are childhood sweethearts. Their relationship is naturally deep. They complement each other and are indispensable."
After listening to the Crown Princess's words, His Highness the Crown Prince's face did not look much better. He raised his hand and slapped the letter without the envelope directly in front of the Crown Princess.
"Look at what this good sister has written. She was the one who thought of the tax proposal at the beginning. Now that she is halfway through the process and encounters a little trouble, she wants to give up her choice. What should I do? And what about my father's side? What’s the explanation?”
