Liu Zhiheng escorted Duan Wujiu out of the Liu family's yard. The palace's carriages and troops were already waiting outside, and many villagers refused to leave and still stood by the team.
Ziyang and Heiyan were waiting outside, looking very nervous as they watched Duan Wujiu come out.
Ziyang hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Is the prince okay? Doctor Feng has asked you several times."
"What can happen to this king?"
"Your Majesty, please get in the carriage."
The prince glanced at the waiting villagers over there, frowned and said, "It's just a minor injury, but you guys like to make a fuss. I'll ride back on horseback."
Duan Wujiu nodded to the villagers over there, then called his horse, got on it gracefully, and circled back to Liu Zhiheng.
"Then I will send the prince here."
Duan Wujiu nodded, "I will send a team to patrol near Taohua Village to prevent Yizi from returning. You can make the people of Taohua Village feel at ease."
"Will Beiyi take revenge on us?"
"It depends on whether the little princess dies. If she dies, she will definitely take revenge."
"What if I don't die?"
"First blackmail us, and then retaliate harshly."
Liu Zhiheng looked around and asked, "May I ask which direction I should worship so that she can die?"
Duan Wujiu laughed, "Instead of praying to gods and worshiping Buddha, it's better to finish her off in person next time we meet."
Liu Zhiheng nodded, it's not impossible...
"This matter has caused such a big fuss. Even if Murong Xinyue does not die, this matter will not end well. I am afraid that the Beiyi Emperor will not make a small fuss anymore and will directly send an envoy to issue a letter of credence to my father."
"Is there going to be a war?"
"Even if there is a war, it is not now. You and the villagers of Peach Blossom Village can spend your holidays with peace of mind. If the sky falls, I will still be able to hold you up."
"Then I will thank the prince on behalf of the villagers of Peach Blossom Village."
"After all, they all regard me as their savior now, so I can't let them thank me in vain." Duan Wujiu bowed his hands to Liu Zhiheng, "Miss Liu, I'm leaving."
"See you later." Liu Zhiheng said.
When he heard Liu Zhiheng's promise of rendezvous, Duan Wu Jiu couldn't help but curl his lips and laugh.
"See you later."
Duan Wu Jiu once again rode away without looking back, still as tall and straight, graceful and graceful as ever. Immediately afterwards, some people from the palace also left with Duan Wu Jiu, and the entire Taohua Village returned to peace.
It took Liu Zhiheng a while to come back to his senses. He didn't know when he would see Duan Wu Jiu next. To be honest, he still missed his handsome face after not seeing him for so long.
Hey, I’m a little hungry for a man’s body…
Liu Zhiheng sighed. Sure enough, she was still relaxed and thinking about her desires. She was still too idle. Liu Zhiheng withdrew his gaze and returned to the house.
…
Duan Wujiu left Taohua Village with half of his troops and headed for Pingzhou City. But not long after leaving Taohua Village, Duan Wujiu suddenly reined in his horse and vomited a mouthful of blood. Ziyang and Heiyan were so frightened that they immediately dismounted and rushed towards them. .
"Your Majesty!"
Doctor Feng rode up to him and cursed, "I told you not to move! What kind of horse are you riding on?"
Duan Wu Jiu glanced at Zi Yang: "Where is the carriage? Why don't you help me get on the carriage..."
Ziyang held back the things he wanted to say but couldn't say, and quickly pulled the carriage over. Everyone put down the horse stools and helped Duan Wujiu get on the horse.
Duan Wujiu lay down on the thick cushions in the carriage. Doctor Feng came up immediately and stuffed him with another pill.
"I've finished saying what I wanted to say, and I've finished showing off my dignity. Can you take good care of your illness now? For the next month, you can't even think about going out. Just take care of it."
Duan Wujiu didn't say anything, but put his hand into his sleeve, touched the piece of fabric, and raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
"I have suffered more serious injuries, and I am still not well. Don't worry, uncle, I still can't bear to die."
…
Common people are forgetful, and because of this beautiful quality of forgetfulness, no matter how much suffering they endure, they can always live on.
The events of Xiaonian deeply affected everyone in Taohua Village, but it seemed as if nothing had changed. The days in Taohua Village soon returned to calm, and every household was busy preparing for the New Year.
Perhaps because of the tragedy in Linjia Village next door, which witnessed so many deaths, the New Year in Taohua Village this year was even more lively and festive than in previous years. On New Year’s Eve, firecrackers went off all night, and on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the air The smoke and dust inside lingered for a long time.
Ziyang walked through the smoke and dust to the Liu family again and told Liu Zhiheng that the prince had found out the news about her father.
"Where is my dad now?"
"The prince said that Senior Liu's identity is of great importance. He must tell you personally, and no one else can know..."
"Don't you even know?"
Ziyang shook his head: "The prince has a special intelligence agency, and I am only responsible for the prince's protection."
"That's it...then why didn't he come and tell me in person?"
"Your Majesty wanted to come, but was stopped by Doctor Feng. Your Majesty couldn't get sick after returning from Taohua Village that day. He got sick yesterday and was only able to stand up a little today, so he could only ask Miss Liu to go to another hospital in person. Just one trip.”
"Is he injured so badly?" Liu Zhiheng asked in surprise: "Didn't I think he was fine that day?"
Ziyang hesitated to speak, not daring to say anything.
"Is he pretending?"
Liu Zhiheng guessed it right when he saw Ziyang's expression.
"What's there to pretend? I won't look down on him if he's injured." Liu Zhiheng had no choice but to look at the sky getting dark and could only say: "Then I'll go find him early tomorrow morning."
"The prince said that he will send a carriage to pick him up tomorrow. If the girl is afraid of being bored on the road, she should take both Young Master Liu and Chuncao with her. This way, the girl will not have anything to do during the few hours on the road."
Liu Zhiheng nodded, but he remembered that she didn't like someone.
The next day, Liu Zhiheng took Liu Zhisheng and Chun Cao to the Wangfu Courtyard early in the morning.
Not to mention how happy Liu Zhisheng was, he just loved big houses and gardens. After entering the palace, he looked around happily and offered to visit the nursing home. Ziyang took Liu Zhisheng and Chun Cao to visit the courtyard.
Liu Zhiheng was taken to Duan Wujiu's courtyard.
As soon as he walked into the yard, Liu Zhiheng smelled a strong smell of medicine, as if the entire yard had been soaked in a medicine jar.
Liu Zhiheng had always known that Duan Wujiu was not in good health and knew that he was sick and could die at any time. However, she had never had a true understanding of this matter. It was only today that she realized that Duan Wujiu was indeed a sick man.
The people waiting in the courtyard were all young men, not a single maid.
When the two boys saw Liu Zhiheng coming, they respectfully asked her to follow them inside. When they reached the door of Duan Wujiu's room, they opened the door and invited Liu Zhiheng to enter the house.
Liu Zhiheng walked into the room, and the smell of medicine became stronger.
It was still warm in the room, so she took off her cloak. Someone immediately took it and hung it up. Then the servant stepped back and closed the door.
For some reason, Liu Zhiheng was a little nervous.
"Duan Wujiu?" Liu Zhiheng called softly.
There was a slight cough from the inner room, and Duan Wujiu's voice was very soft and seemed a little nervous: "Come in."
Liu Zhiheng then walked around the screen and walked into the inner room.
There was a luxurious and luxurious bed in the inner room, with tall soft pillows placed on the bed. Duan Wu Jiu was leaning on the soft pillow, closing his eyes and relaxing.
He had no hair tied up, and his long, ink-like hair hung down on his body. His face was a little pale, and he looked like a sickly handsome man. He only wore an undershirt on his upper body, and the undershirt was scattered casually. The tight muscles and narrow waist of his body could be seen faintly.
Liu Zhiheng stared for a while before looking away. As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Duan Wujiu's eyes. He opened his eyes at some point and was looking at Liu Zhiheng. His deep eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of stars.
Liu Zhiheng was a little embarrassed at first, but after thinking about it, he realized that it was him who didn't dress properly, and he instantly felt confident.
"Aren't you sick? You don't know how to put on your clothes properly." Liu Zhiheng said angrily.
