Zhou Yuan was the lord of Weicheng. The capture of the lord had a huge impact on the city.
They were a powerful city in Weicheng, how could they just watch the city lord be so humiliated.
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated, how dare Yu Guang treat their city lord like this.
For a time, the people of Weicheng were filled with resentment. Everyone hoped that the city lord's wife would come out to take charge of the overall situation and snatch their city lord out of Yu Guang's hands.
For this reason, some people went out of their way to look for Zhou Yuan's two sons who had established a separate family.
Unexpectedly, there was no movement from their side, as if they had given up on this father.
However, Weicheng began to convene people to discuss matters again and again.
Regarding Zhou Yuan, Weicheng mainly had two opinions.
The first is the main battle, to get the city lord back.
The second is Zhu He, who advocates redeeming Zhou Yuan first and then making long-term plans.
Initially, Mrs. Zhou participated in the discussion, but Mrs. Zhou fell ill because she was too worried about Zhou Yuan.
In desperation, everyone could only ask Zhou Fang, who was still injured, to take charge of the overall situation.
But Zhou Fang's health was not good, so he could only stop and stop the discussion, but he couldn't come up with a result.
However, Zhou Yuan has already started the plan to be sent back in batches.
So far, Mrs. Zhou has received Zhou Yuan’s ears, eyes, and even hands and feet.
These bloody things shocked Mrs. Zhou at Yu Guang's cruelty.
It also made her sick more and more serious, and she felt like lingering on the sickbed.
Seeing that Mrs. Zhou didn't come to redeem her for a long time, Zhu Suhua also felt helpless: "City Lord, what should we do now?"
In order to ensure that Weicheng's spies could identify him, the city lord would hang him on the wall for a while after cutting something from Zhou Yuan's body.
I don’t know how the city lord did it. After having so many things taken away, Zhou Yuan was still alive and strong.
Now that seven days had passed, she felt panicked just looking at him. Why didn't Weicheng come to redeem his son? Maybe he didn't want to take care of Zhou Fang anymore.
If this is the case, how should they respond?
Out of the corner of his eye, he adjusted his glasses gently: "It's just that I didn't think carefully enough."
It was rare to hear self-examination in the corner of the eye, Zhu Suhua's expression became cautious: "City Lord..."
Although the city lord is precocious, he is still a child after all, and it was all their fault that made the city lord bear undue pressure.
The smile on Yu Guang's lips has faded a lot, and he seems to have fallen into self-blame.
Just when Zhu Suhua was thinking about how to comfort Yu Guang, he heard Yu Guang sigh: "Forget it, send someone to deliver a letter to Zhou Yuan's wife and tell her that if she doesn't pay, I will send Zhou Yuan back."
Zhou Yuan's situation is inseparable from his wife's delay.
If Mrs. Zhou had no intention of letting her son take his father's place, she wouldn't believe it at all.
She understands this, and Zhou Yuan understands it even more.
If Zhou Yuan were allowed to return to Weicheng, Mrs. Zhou's life would definitely not be easier than that of Mrs. Zhou.
Zhou Yuan is a man with six sons...
After hearing Yu Guang's instructions, Zhu Suhua's mind turned slightly and he instantly understood what Yu Guang meant.
Thinking about the joints involved, Zhu Suhua gave Yu Guang a hidden look.
The city lord’s method is so vicious!
Out of the corner of his eye, he leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes to meditate. During this period of time, the whole city was practicing, and even the singing and dancing stopped. It was really boring. ….
Zhu Suhua put a thin quilt on Yu Guang's body, and then retreated respectfully.
In the past, Yancheng was obtained by a sneak attack led by the city lord, so it was always unfair to say so.
After this battle, everyone saw how powerful Yu Guang was.
Moreover, the city lord not only called on all the strong laborers in the city to help those residents who lost their houses in the war rebuild new houses.
He also personally prepared the golden sore medicine and distributed it. Although the medicine was painful and made people grimace, the effect was excellent.
This morning, Zhu Suhua also listened to the discussion of the little maids in the City Lord's Mansion.
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Such a city lord is truly a blessing to Yancheng.
It's just that she didn't know before that the city lord actually had such good medical skills.
I really don’t know what else the city lord can’t do.
While thinking about it, he came to Wang Gou's room.
After all, she was a hero in defending the city, and the city lord told her to come and visit Wang Gou once a day.
As soon as Zhu Suhua entered the room, she saw Wang Gou lying on the bed dying.
Hearing the sound of the door, Wang Gou struggled to raise his eyelids and said feebly: "You're here..."
The heroic spirit that day when he defended the enemy was completely invisible.
Today's Wang Gou looks as if he will not survive tomorrow, with a pale face.
Zhu Suhua hummed, then pulled up a chair and sat down next to Wang Gou: "Is it better not to see you?"
Wang Gou hummed weakly: "Sit down, please, you are still thinking about me, cough cough cough..."
Perhaps it was because he said a few more words that he let out a long cough.
Zhu Suhua rolled her eyes helplessly, but still stepped forward to help Wang Gou Shunqi without any complaints.
After his coughing stopped, Wang Gou took a long breath: "Thank you, thank you...Thanks to you, I don't know how many days I can survive this broken body..."
Seeing that Wang Gou was about to cough violently again, Zhu Suhua let out a long sigh: "If you don't pour the medicine on the flowers outside the window, you will probably be able to survive for a long time..."
Wang Gou paused for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Zhu Suhua blankly: "How do you know!"
He's done it secretly enough.
Zhu Suhua's hand was still patting Wang Gou's chest, but the movement was much heavier: "The peony outside the window is dead."
The word "tragic" can't be used to describe a person who was drunk to death by decoction.
Wang Gou's expression twisted: "You told the city lord!"
Zhu Suhua chuckled and increased her intensity again: "You don't know when the city lord stopped coming."
Also, the city lord has ordered that all the peonies be pulled out and replaced with holly.
Wang Gou quickly sat up from the bed and said in a much louder voice, "I didn't mean it."
Where is the appearance that he was about to die before?
Seeing Wang Gou's virtue, Zhu Suhua laughed, stood up and pushed open the window: "Such a big man doesn't even know what's outside the window."
With this brain, the ability to manage Xingcheng well depends entirely on the city lord's high force value.
The breeze blows and the bamboos outside the window rustle.
It sounds like calling Wang Gou a fool...
After mocking Wang Gou, Zhu Suhua turned around and left, but Wang Gou grabbed her wrist: "Suhua, I love you. It would be great if you marry me."
On the day the city was destroyed, he really thought he would die.
The biggest regret in his heart was that he could not have a good talk with Zhu Suhua, who had been tormenting him in various ways.
These days, he thought very clearly that if he didn't marry this woman back, he would never be able to close his eyes until he died.
Zhu Suhua obviously didn't expect that Wang Gou would say such direct words.
He immediately slapped Wang Gou on the face: "You brainless pervert, go home and tease your mother. Believe it or not, I will send you back to the west right now."
The wound on Wang Gou's body collapsed, but his hand did not loosen: "I believe, I believe you can do anything, but I just want to tell you that I like you."
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