The Israeli army urgently reported the "dead horse"'s footsteps, and it only took Ruozhou a day and night to get to the capital.
When Xu Qianye stole the snow-predator horse from An Ruqing, after leaving the city, his horizons were wide and unobstructed. He and the horse were so free that they ran more than 1,200 miles in one day, with the wind and lightning. Walking on clouds.
At this time, Mei Yuanchen and his party were not so lucky.
At that time, there was no general system for the construction of official posthouses in Dahua. Due to the different geographical terrain, political conditions and people's sentiments, the width of the construction was different in each state, and the rammed materials were also very different. Mountains, rivers and hilly areas are often steep, so post roads are often made from local materials and filled with small rocks. They are wide and narrow enough to allow a car and a horse to pass through, and shelters are built every other mile for stopping and meeting cars. The terrain of the Central Plains is flat, with more soil and less sand and gravel. The roads have been wiped out by vehicles for many years, and ditches and bumps are inevitable. At this time, the ground is covered with thick snow, covering up ravines and ruts. If you accidentally stumble, somersault, and chew up the mud while riding, it is considered a light thing. If you go too fast, you will be unable to hold back the momentum, which may lead to death. . What's more, you have to always be on guard against people from the Nine Halls and the Salt Gang hiding on the way, and you won't be able to move fast along the way.
Therefore, it took thirty-two riders ten days to complete the eight hundred miles of plains.
"We're finally here." Looking at the archway not far away, Mei Yuanchen couldn't help but murmured softly.
After a period of dining and sleeping in the open air, the journey was approaching and ended in the morning and evening. Everyone was happy, except for Yi Qingxin and Xu Suye, their faces showed the slightest trace of regret at the same time.
Although they have never held each other's hands, after all, they are walking together in the wind and snow. How can two men and women who have just had their first period of love forget it?
"Horse, horse, why don't you go slower..."
Mei Yuanchen, who was in front of the team, didn't understand the two men's thoughts. After a brief pause, he gently shook the reins and urged his mount into the city gate.
Since being "poisoned", Xia Chengyi's body has been invaded by the poison, and he has gradually become sick and emaciated. Fortunately, Qingxuan appeared in time and used some method to collect the poisonous blood in his body into the palms of his hands. Finally, his life was not affected for the time being.
Good things come in pairs. When Qingxuan returns, Yun Xiaoyang and Hen Hongchen also come from Ruozhou.
The specialty of Qingxuan's medical treatment lies in the "trend". The so-called "trend" here is that the poisonous blood is gathered and locked in the Laogong points of both palms, and in the Yuji, Tailing, Taiyuan, Jingqu, Liequ, and Neiguan. , Shenmen, Yinqie, Tongli, Lingdao, Hegu, Yangxi, Yangchi, Wristbone, Yanggu, Yanglao, Waiguan, a total of seventeen points are injected with true energy to form a temperament barrier from the inside, blocking the The path for poisonous blood to flow to the heart.
The essence of Su Xingong's medical approach lies in the word "nurturing". Among the secret techniques inherited from Gongmen, there are many methods to build muscle, promote blood, activate color, and nourish the heart. Xia Chengyi had no foundation in martial arts, and his physique was ordinary. After the poison entered his body, his organs, blood channels, and muscles had been eaten away by it, making him gradually lose weight and become more and more sick. It had only been less than half a month since Yun Xiaoyang had administered acupuncture and medicine to her, but her complexion had returned to normal, and there were no more dents on her cheeks, which was really different from before.
"Miss Yun, I'm really sorry to trouble you!" Seeing Yun Xiaoyang put away the needle bag, Xia Chengxuan hurriedly came forward and bowed to express condolences.
Although he has been the head of the country for recent years, he is sincerely grateful to the woman in plain clothes in front of him, and his consistent respectful gesture comes from his heart and is not pretentious.
There are two reasons for this.
For one, every family was brutally wiped out. Mei Yuanchen's anger attacked his heart, causing his heart and lungs to be torn and damaged. It was Yun Xiaoyang who worked day and night for hundreds of days to save him from the hell gate.
Secondly, of course, this time he was recuperating Xia Chengyi's illness.
In the middle of the month, there was no hope of his sister being detoxified and her life was imminent. He was immersed in self-blame and regret and was in panic all day long. Qingxuan and Yun Xiaoyang worked together to stop Xia Chengyi's illness, which was like a favor to him.
Any of the above kindnesses are worthy of the respectful respect of his emperor.
Respect, Xia Chengxuan was more than respectful to her?
Yun Xiaoyang returned the salute slightly and said softly: "It should be."
As the master of Jishi Hall, he loves to heal people, not to mention that the doctor is Xia Chengyi.
"Yuanchen suffered a misfortune, and all his blood relatives in the world have withered away. The emperor and Princess Chengyi are the closest people to him. His relatives are also my relatives."
After giving some instructions to Ziteng who was standing by, Yun Xiaoyang walked out slowly, holding the medicine box in hand.
Performing acupuncture to guide Qi is a very labor-intensive job. Thanks to her good internal strength, if it were an ordinary doctor, she would have to lie down from exhaustion to unblock the meridians.
Even so, she also felt weak all over and became more and more trapped, which was a sign of losing strength.
Xia Chengxuan held hands and sent each other away. The corners of his mouth moved as if he had something to say, but he stopped in time.
"Forget it, Miss Yun has been performing acupuncture on Yiyi for a long time, and I'm afraid she is very tired. I don't know when Yuanchen will return to the capital, so it doesn't matter if we wait until later."
As soon as the group left the gate of Ruozhou City, Ran Jiangong sent sentries to deliver news to the capital.
Among the people traveling with them, Yi Qingxin and a few Zhenwu disciples of the Zhizi generation were not very skilled in martial arts. Mei Yuanchen took care of their safety and walked and rested along the way, so he had to waste a lot of time.
However, what the sentry received was a military order. After leaving the city, he hurried on without stopping, not daring to slack off at all. He had reported to the eldest princess's mansion four days ago.
"According to the estimation of the capital post office, they should be traveling ninety to one hundred miles a day. Judging by the distance, they should arrive today and tomorrow." Thinking that Mei Yuanchen was finally coming back, Xia Chengxuan couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. A wave of warmth passed by, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.
However, without realizing it, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly.
Since meeting Qingxuan and listening to his words, Ziteng actually feels like she has been reborn.
"It's rare for people to act as they please. The difference between good and evil is rooted in the desire to do no harm to others. Dare to act, dare to love, dare to hate, no matter what the consequences will be in the future, your life in this world will always be worthwhile."
The wise words of a wise man are like the key to opening a dowry, and are better than the magical medicine of spiritual soup. They not only enlighten people's minds, but also heal their souls.
In just a few words, Qingxuan opened up the knot that had troubled Zi Teng for a long time. Not only did he feel free of regret and self-confidence, but he even gained a hint of energy in his behavior.
"Your Majesty, why don't you avoid it?" Seeing Xia Chengxuan sitting in front of the bed for a long time with no intention of moving, Ziteng couldn't help but remind her, "This slave has to cleanse the princess!"
Although she was a maid in Prince Jia's palace, she had grown up with his brother and sister since she was a child. She really didn't have much fear of Emperor Ruilin, and the resentment in her words and expressions was not concealed.
"Oh... Oh!" Xia Chengxuan quickly stood up and took a few steps away, smacking his lips and replied, "I was confused."
After saying that, he walked out of Xia Chengyi's boudoir dejectedly, not forgetting to close the door tightly when he was done.
Before he left the yard, he saw Lu Jianxing running in in a hurry.
"Your Majesty, Master Yuanchen is back!"
