Because of Shen Yuhe's appearance, Song Jinyin's planned departure was postponed for another day.
With such a powerful doctor in front of her, she stewed the chicken and honestly stretched out her hand, waiting for him to diagnose her pulse.
She had been taking those medicines, but in the past few days, seeing that she was about to leave and her body and bones seemed to be getting better, she thought of saving them.
Once you are far away from this place, it will probably be difficult to meet such a powerful doctor again.
"Are you planning to leave today?"
Shen Yuhe's fingertips fell on her slender wrist, his peripheral vision reflected the packed baggage beside him, and he frowned slightly.
There are not so many details in the countryside, so Song Jinyin didn't go looking for a handkerchief to use as a cushion. When Shen Yuhe's hand fell, she directly felt the heat coming from her wrist.
"Yes, this place is not too far from Kyoto City. I have been here for so many days. If I don't leave, I'm afraid there will be trouble."
"It's just that you don't plan to see Zhou Yanan for the last time, and you don't even plan to ask for medicine?"
Shen Yuhe's voice was cold, with a hint of anger.
Song Jinyin didn't react for a moment. When she raised her eyes to look at him, she pursed her lips and felt a little at a loss.
"Brother Zhou hasn't shown up yet. I guess it's inconvenient to leave the city. If I keep waiting, I might just cause trouble for him. It's better to stay away first and contact him again when things are stable... ..."
Song Jinyin spoke carefully, her eyes flashing, wondering where she went wrong, "As for the medicine, I still want it, but..."
"But I haven't seen anyone, so I plan to leave directly. If something happens in the future, I will just hold on by myself. Is it still the same as before at the Duke's Mansion?"
Shen Yuhe took over the conversation with a look of disapproval, and his face darkened slightly.
"Do you know that you haven't shown your pregnancy yet, and your body bones can still hold on for a while. If you don't take good care of it, your hard days will have just begun in another month."
Song Jinyin opened her lips slightly and was stunned for a moment, then avoided the deep gaze that she couldn't understand.
The little hope he had gained in the past few days gradually calmed down with these words, and his eyes seemed to be covered with coldness again.
After a long time, she murmured: "Then what should I do? I don't want his people to chase him. I just want to live well."
Li Wanqing next to her couldn't help but frown when she saw Shen Yuhe talking about the person like this.
This village was not very stable to begin with, so it was normal to have worries after staying there for so long.
Moreover, she and Shen Yuhe had never dealt with each other. A medical student always came to argue with her about poison prescriptions. If she had not respected her master, she would have fought to the death with him.
"What do you think she did?"
Li Wanqing rolled her eyes and said: "You don't have any news at all. She has been staying here. If the prince's people come after her later, who will protect her? Just with the poison in my hand?" I told you that making a leather mask would bring peace to the world forever, but you can’t do this and you won’t let me do that, and you still..."
"How can she wear the human skin mask smoked out of your medicine now that she's pregnant?"
Shen Yuhe withdrew his hand for diagnosing the pulse, interrupted Li Wanqing's words, and sneered: "Where are you going to find her skin? Poison one in the middle of the night?"
"That's better than just saying it."
Not to be outdone, Li Wanqing finally turned her head to look at Song Jinyin, who had not spoken, and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I don't kill people casually."
At this moment, bursts of whimpering came from behind the wooden house, mixed with the sound of firewood being scattered.
Only then did a few people think of Dog Zhu who had been splashed with water.
Thinking that the bottle of medicinal powder sprinkled on him should have been washed away by the water, Song Jinyin cheered up again and felt a pity when she thought about it.
However, after suffering the cold for a long time in such a cold weather, he learned a lesson.
"Throw that person back. If you still want to live, let them keep their mouths shut."
"Yes, Master."
The entourage retreated, and soon the whimpering became louder and louder, moving from the back to the front, and gradually disappeared outside the fence.
No one in the village had ever seen such a scene.
The tall dog pillar was like a chicken, being dragged by a man with a sword on his waist and a cold expression on his face. His original fierce look was only stained with tears on his face, and his usual arrogance and domineeringness were gone.
"What's going on? This Gouzhu family offended the noble?"
"Why don't you think about it? Both mother and son must have been eyeing the same one. Gouzhu wanted to find the girl, but the man caught him!"
One person was carrying clothes that had been washed by the river, and stopped next to a few people watching the excitement. It was the woman who was wearing dark blue cloth that day.
"Gouzhu's mother had her sights set on that girl that day. Didn't I tell you that she always looked down on those people from the next village and wanted someone who could work and be good-looking to come back? She didn't expect this She picked someone else's, and they didn't bother to pay attention to her, but she went around shouting that she didn't like it!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm really embarrassed now, I guess I'll go there and cause trouble later!"
"What is she making trouble about? With a husband like that, you can tell he is a noble person at a glance, and the sword on his waist that just passed by... who dares to mess with him?"
Several people gathered together to watch the excitement, and fully guessed Gouzhu's mother's reaction.
Sure enough, Gouzhu had just been thrown into the yard. Before he could get up from lying on the ground, the woman inside rushed out in distress.
But even though the woman was looking for trouble and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, she was still frightened back a few steps by the knife on the attendant's waist.
In the end, Gouzhu pulled the man to his knees, trembling while apologizing.
The sword was unsheathed, and silver light flashed in the courtyard.
The woman who was pondering her little thoughts finally calmed down and never dared to mention another word related to Song Jinyin, feeling extremely regretful.
"My noble man, spare your life!"
The woman didn't expect that she would be in trouble. When she saw the terrifying long sword, she was finally frightened out of consciousness.
No wonder that girl looks fresh and fresh, not like an ordinary girl, and she is full of momentum when she stares at others.
"Don't worry, noble sir. My son and I will not dare to provoke that girl. We just think that she looks like a fairy, so we can't help but want to take care of her..."
...
Song Jinyin was finally clean. When she looked at the person who was dragged away through the wooden window, she couldn't help but curl her lips and smile.
The depression just now was swept away.
No matter what, Shen Yuhe still came and checked her pulse. In addition to getting her some pills, he also wrote her some prescriptions.
White smoke was rising from the kitchen outside. Song Jinyin thought of the chicken soup she was simmering and walked out of the house again.
Shen Yuhe looked at her brisk pace, his clear eyes just now reflected in his mind, and subconsciously followed her out.
"If you really want to leave in the next few days, I will send someone to send a letter back so that Zhou Yanan does not have to think of another way to leave."
"Thank you, Brother Shen."
Hearing these words, Song Jinyin paused in her movements, then raised her head and said, "Brother Zhou, because of me..."
"You don't have to blame yourself."
"Sure enough, it's me again..."
There was a bit of bitterness in Song Jinyin's smile. She always thought she had escaped everything, but every time she wanted to look up, she could always see Pei Yanzhou's shadow.
"If Brother Zhou's current stability is destroyed because of me, I'm afraid he will never be able to repay this kindness..."
"No, even if there is no stability, it is his own decision and has nothing to do with you."
Shen Yuhe's heart tightened inexplicably when he saw her eyes turned red and she lowered her head to start the fire on the stove pretending to be relaxed.
"The eldest son of the Pei family is no longer in Kyoto City, and he will not keep an eye on Zhou Yanan, but it just takes some time, and he will not really do anything to him."
After a pause, Shen Yuhe looked at the person in front of him who was trying his best to suppress his anxiety. He didn't know whether he wanted her to feel relieved or something else, and spoke again.
"He was given a marriage in the palace."
Just as a burst of heat passed by.
The white smoke shrouded the person, covering Song Jinyin's instantly red eyes, and also covering her look of almost losing control.
Now that Shen Yuhe has spoken, this news is no longer just a rumor.
Song Jinyin knelt down, lowered her head, and threw the last piece of dry wood next to her into the fire.
There was the sound of wood exploding inside, and the flickering firelight fell on her face, reflecting her long curled eyelashes.
The palace offered Pei Yanzhou a marriage, so it must have been as he wished.
He should have found the most suitable person for him and the best support.
In this case, he should stop sending people to chase him. He should stay in Kyoto City to fulfill his ambition and accompany his future crown prince.
Song Jinyin felt a severe pain in her heart, soreness and swelling, which made her eyes always filled with mist and she couldn't see anything clearly.
Although I knew this day would come, I rarely remembered it again.
But at this moment, water drops still dripped and splashed on the sparks, and the dark color was swallowed up by the heat in an instant.
Everything seemed like it had never happened before, just like the secret joy she had had with Pei Yanzhou.
From the beginning to the end, no one else knew, and she was the only one who cared.
After a long time, Song Jinyin responded softly. When she raised her head again, there was a slight smile on her face, and her red eyes were gone.
"I should say congratulations to him, but unfortunately, he is a bit lacking in status."
The sound drifted in the wind.
She didn't see anything wrong, but Shen Yuhe suddenly felt regretful.
