Ying Xianqing didn't open her eyes until it was confirmed that she fell into a deep sleep.
He was once filled with revulsion and disgust for the girl in front of him.
He should be thankful when he found out she might be gone.
There was a trace of panic in my heart.
She had taken up too much of his attention.
He felt that his heart was losing control, and anything that made people lose control was not a good thing.
There are so many unsolved mysteries about her.
This was the first time since that incident when he was a child that he was so powerless about himself.
It's okay to leave...
Just when I was comforting myself like this,
She has come back.
He responded obediently, innocently and sweetly.
She knew nothing of the struggle in his mind.
He had no idea what she was thinking.
He closed his eyes and that was all.
Just come back.
The next day, everyone gathered together to have breakfast.
Xia Rou was pulled over by Zhen'er and had dinner with everyone for the first time.
Except for Xia Rou who relaxed in front of Ning Yue, she remained silent in front of others.
Zitong taught her how to speak for a long time, but she was still timid in front of Zitong.
Maybe children have a natural affinity. Zhen'er has to talk to Silky Chicken. She is even more interested in the white-haired Xia Rou and always pesters her to talk about things.
Li Dongsheng would still watch from the side at first, fearing that she would hurt Zhen'er, but later he saw that she was very quiet, so he stopped watching.
Slowly, Xia Rou also began to learn to respond to Zhen'er.
Ning Yue couldn't help but feel a little distressed when she saw her huddled up into a ball, like a frightened bird, eating her food carefully and preparing to run away at any moment.
It is unimaginable how much suffering a boudoir lady must have suffered before she would rather hide in the mountains and live with wild beasts than return to the crowd.
She raised her eyes and glanced at Youchuan, who was concentrating on drinking: "Youchuan, did you go to the county later? What happened to Lu Zhaolin?"
As soon as the three words "Lu Zhaolin" came out, Xia Rou immediately stopped chewing and stared at Youchuan's lips with panicked eyes.
Youchuan swallowed the wine in his mouth: "I passed by Baiyu County last night and heard that Magistrate Zhou led people to surround the Lu Mansion last night. Later, the Lu Mansion caught fire and everyone in the Lu Mansion was burned to death."
Xia Rou suddenly burst into tears and her body began to tremble.
She put down the food, turned around and ran behind the carriage, squatting down and sobbing silently.
Zhen'er was about to catch up, but Ning Yue held her back: "Sister is a little sad, let her stay alone for a while."
Zhen'er handed over the meat pie that was given to her: "Sister Yue, go and give her something delicious. When I'm sad, if daddy gives me something delicious, I won't cry."
Ning Yue smiled slightly and just touched her head.
The pain of having the wound reopened cannot be soothed by a piece of meat pie.
But you have to do the same thing for pain.
Only when the wound is debrided, medicine is applied, and the wound forms a scar will it truly become a thing of the past.
It wasn't until she was tired of crying that Ning Yue handed her a handkerchief and sat down next to her.
"I heard about you in the city. Now that the Lu family is exhausted, you can go back to the mountains to live. Your illness cannot be delayed any longer. If it is not cured, you may not live for more than two years. Do you have a place of your own? go?"
Xia Rou's eyes were red and swollen, and she shook her head slowly, her eyes full of confusion.
Ning Yue had already inquired about it and found out that Xia Rou's family moved from somewhere else and had no relatives there.
She had to take medicine for several days because of her illness, and she didn't know who to entrust her to.
He simply said: "Then are you willing to go to Suchang with me? I can help you treat your illness on the way."
Xia Rou was stunned for a long time, then knelt down and kowtowed to her.
Ning Yue helped her up, and she made gestures like writing, and said with difficulty: "Sell...to you..."
Ning Yue raised her eyebrows: "Write a contract of sale?"
Xia Rou nodded.
Ning Yue smiled: "No, you are free. When you get better, you can leave whenever you want."
Lu Zhaolin had already paid for her medicine.
Xia Rou's eyes lit up, and the tears that had just stopped welled up again, and she choked with sobs and couldn't speak: "Thank you... thank you."
The team set off again. When Ying Xianqing saw Ning Yue comforting the crying Xia Rou, she climbed into Zhao Dali's carriage.
Now that there were three carriages in the team, Li Desheng placed all the sundries in the two carriages on Magistrate Zhou's carriage. The original carriage was specially used for the recovery of sick patients.
Zhao Dali had just finished drinking the medicine, and his brown-black face wrinkled into a dehydrated eggplant skin.
He was busy filling his pipe with tobacco leaves to dilute the bitter taste in his mouth. He was looking at him up and down while smoking.
"I heard that you were more seriously injured than me. Why did your wife only give me medicine but not you? You seem to be getting better faster than me. Are you angry?"
Ying Xianqing pulled her lips and smiled softly. He had his wife's exclusive facial treatment, which Zhao Dali couldn't compare to.
"Young people get better quickly." He said perfunctorily.
Zhao Dali clicked his tongue.
Zhao Dali originally looked down on Ying Xianqing, a weak pretty boy who couldn't take care of himself. Later, when he heard Li Desheng say that he sacrificed himself to save Ning Yue, he changed his view on Ying Xianqing.
As a man, it's okay to be weak at ordinary times, but at critical moments, you have to love your wife and be responsible!
If he hadn't saved Ning Yue, Ning Yue wouldn't have been able to remind Li Desheng to go back and pick him up, so he could only lie on the ground waiting to die. Therefore, Ying Xianqing could be considered as indirectly saving him.
As the car rattled along, Ying Xianqing asked, seemingly unintentionally: "Brother Zhao, should we speed up? I heard Brother Li say before that if the time on the protection order is missed, the people of Nirvana Village can take whatever they want. Our lives?”
Zhao Dali pondered for a while, and because of this life-saving grace, he didn't hide it from him.
"This is really a damn evil thing. Nirvana Village is on the only way to Su Chang, and there is a group of bandits that have appeared in the past few years. I heard that killing people like hemp can stop children from crying at night. Passing by Everyone has to pay for a protection order, which is actually a toll. Those who don’t have a protection order will be killed if caught.”
Ying Xianqing asked: "Does the local government not care?"
It was okay not to mention this. As soon as he mentioned this, Zhao Dali stood up excitedly and hit his head on the roof of the carriage. He had to scratch his head and sit down again: "The government once beat him, but he didn't win. Later, not only did he not When I mentioned the matter of suppressing bandits again, I even asked them to buy a protection order when I was passing through the border on official business."
Zhao Dali slapped his thigh angrily: "I have never heard of officials asking citizens to pay tolls!"
Ying Xianqing remembered what Youchuan said before, that Nirvana Village might be related to the late emperor.
In Suchang, the only person who could attract the attention of the late emperor was King Duan who lived in Suchang.
Back then, although Queen Duan's mother and concubine were from a humble background, she was quite popular when King Duan was still a prince.
When the late queen came to confer the title of king, she unexpectedly assigned Suchang as a fiefdom.
Su Chang is full of miasma, banditry is rampant, and people's livelihood is in ruins.
Everyone could see that King Duan was making a bet in disguise.
King Duan knew what was going on. As soon as the land was granted, he took his family to Suchang.
This stay lasted more than ten years.
Even when the late emperor died, he was not summoned back to the capital.
It seems that the late emperor could not let go of his fear of King Duan even when he died.
As for Nirvana Village, it was very likely that the late emperor was a chess piece used to monitor King Duan's movements, and it was also a defense that could not be exposed openly.
When the late emperor died, he might not have had time to arrange for others to restrict them.
This lack of clarity allowed bandits to take advantage of the situation.
But the officials did not dare to act. They all helped to whitewash the situation and kept secrets, which further fed the appetite of the bandits and made them more unscrupulous.
