A few people came out to take a look, and saw a man who was short in stature, in ragged clothes, with dirty hair covering his face, and carrying a child behind him.
As soon as the man saw Yue Rushuang, he knelt down and kowtowed.
"Thank you for the medicine!"
After speaking, he took out a short knife, which was pulled out by Yue Rushuang from the Xiyue woman.
The man thrust the knife into the ground.
"Your medicine is very effective, but I don't have much. Please save him. From now on, my life is yours."
Myolie...
Blood gourd.
"How do you know we live here?" Xing'er was very fierce.
It doesn't feel good to be followed.
"I followed you. I want to repay you in the future and do three things for you before I leave."
"Take the child to the dining hall."
Yue Rushuang didn't know the details and didn't want to lead people into the yard. Even so, Yue Rushang didn't feel safe.
Xing'er carried the child into the dining hall and placed it on the table.
Yue Rushuang stepped forward to check. The poor child's arms were broken, there were traces of tied ropes on his legs, and there were whip wounds all over his body.
"Warm water, towel!"
Xing'er hurriedly went to get it.
Yue Rushuang took off all the child's clothes. In some places, the wounds were stuck to the clothes.
Yue Rushuang's hand was very gentle, but the child still closed his eyes and said nothing.
Xue Gourd's mouth was pursed tightly, and his eyes shot out with hatred.
Yue Rushuang rolled up her sleeves and wiped the child's face with a warm towel.
Xing'er said: "Girl, slave, come here."
Yue Rushuang shook her head: "No, I'm afraid your hands are too heavy, and such a young child won't be able to bear it."
Xing'er has not forgotten the heroic figure of Yue Rushuang, who stepped on half of the emperor's butt and drew the sword.
A beautiful face was revealed.
White skin, long eyelashes, and cute breasts.
"You all get out, his arm is broken."
"Myolie is guarding the door."
Xue Gourd said: "I won't go out."
Yue Rushuang said: "You don't believe me and you still come to me? As long as I don't care about him, he won't survive more than three days."
Xing'er pulled her: "We girls can save him. You go and wash him. He looks like a pig butcher. He is covered in blood. It's scary."
Yue Rushuang quickly brought the person into the space.
It took a full hour to complete the operation.
Yue Rushuang took out the medicine from the pharmacy again, poured it all out and wrapped it in small portions in straw paper. There were nine packages in total, which lasted for three days.
After finishing everything, I applied medicine to the child's body. Then I ordered a set of boys' Hanfu from the mall and put it on the child.
As soon as she went out, she saw a pink figure rushing through the door.
When Yue Rushuang turned around, she saw the bloody gourd, wearing Xing'er's clothes, which were wide and hanging on her body.
Yue Rushuang had no choice but to retreat back into the house.
"I've packed this medicine for you. Remember to take it three times a day, one packet at a time, after meals."
"Don't touch his arm and come to me in seven days."
The blood gourd is now bloodless, revealing a clean face.
He had bright black eyes and thin lips that were pursed tightly, and he looked like he was only eleven or twelve years old.
It's a little girl.
Looking at her murderous ferocity, I thought she was a boy.
The little girl knelt down and kowtowed three times, got up, picked up her brother and left.
Xing'er caught up with a small basket.
"Hey, this is for you."
"There are pancakes with wild vegetables and eggs inside, as well as a few steamed buns, and a handful of copper plates and a small piece of silver. Our girl asked me to bring them to you."
The little girl looked at Xing'er, reached out to take it, and then left with her brother on her back.
"Forgot to ask her name?" Xing'er muttered.
The little girl who had walked far away said: "Ino!"
Myolie was startled.
Can you hear it from this far away?
***
In the palace.
Mingyang Hall.
Eunuch Pan's eyes were full of anxiety.
"Your Majesty, just eat something. You haven't eaten anything all day."
"Old man, what are you talking about?"
The emperor lowered his head and approved the instructions.
His eyebrows furrowed in deep thought.
Eunuch Pan...
The emperor hasn't eaten all day, how can this be good?
Until night fell, the sky outside became dark.
The emperor just put down his pen.
When Eunuch Pan saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, would you like to pass on the meal?"
"You have to eat. How can your body bear it if you act like this?"
The emperor tapped his finger on the table to ask for hot tea.
Eunuch Pan hurriedly went out to get tea.
The emperor sighed, stood up, walked to the dragon case, and sat down on the ground.
Eunuch Pan was shocked when he came in.
"Do you still have the snacks Xing'er gave me? Bring them to me."
Eunuch Pan repeatedly promised that no matter what it was, as long as he was willing to eat it.
The emperor ate a piece of Saqima with tea.
"Your Majesty!" Eunuch Pan said cautiously, "How about I ask the kitchen to cook some porridge, and Miss Xing'er brings some food to the Emperor."
The Emperor: "Huh? Does she still care about me?"
When Eunuch Pan saw that the emperor was quarreling with him, he hurriedly added: "That's right. As soon as the old servant finished announcing the decree, Miss Xing'er asked, Eunuch Pan, did the emperor eat well, rest well, and pretend to be good? If you have some side dishes, Miss Xing'er really misses the emperor."
emperor……
"Well, take it."
Eunuch Pan was happy when he heard this.
After a while, Eunuch Pan brought a portion of the kimchi, candied garlic, and preserved eggs that Xing'er had given him, along with a bowl of millet porridge.
"This side dish was eaten by the Emperor in Daliushu Village."
The emperor nodded.
The sour kimchi paired with the warm millet porridge is both light and appetizing.
The emperor didn't know sugar garlic, so he took a bite of it, which was slightly sweet and crispy, and he also took a few bites.
"If you still have this side dish, take a copy to Changchun Palace, and send a copy of the porridge as well."
He asked the queen to come forward when it came to sending the prince to get married.
He did not dare to face the crying of the prince, mother and concubine, nor did he want to face it.
That is humiliation, humiliation as a monarch and as a father.
It’s hard for the queen.
***
In Daliushu Village, Cang Qing looked at Xing'er's small basket of mangosteen shells, feeling extremely sour in her heart.
This little girl eats more than her master.
They are both slaves, but they are the same people but have different fates.
At this moment, the little maid was cutting the peppers into sections with scissors. Yue Rushuang asked Duoxi to buy two fish, saying that she would make boiled fish fillets for them.
Myolie loves spicy food, so Yue Rushuang gave her very spicy chili peppers, and Myolie shed tears while cutting them.
Xing'er ran to get some pieces of paper, wrapped the cut peppers in packages, and put them into the small basket in the kitchen.
During the meal, Tang Rui brought news that the murderer had been found, and he was also a Western Vietnamese, but the man was drinking in a brothel, fighting for prostitutes, and was beaten to death.
Yue Rushuang smiled.
That was the idea she gave.
Mr. Tang did not want to arrest people casually and insisted on doing business with justice. He rode horses in the street. Xiyue was at fault first. It was obvious that the people they led killed people, but they insisted on using this as an excuse to find trouble.
Then I'll give you a murderer, one of your own.
Dajin gave such a result, and Mr. Tang was tough enough. If Xiyue still wanted someone, then he would lead people to investigate the Xiyue people and find the murderer.
Xiyue was naturally dissatisfied and deliberately made things difficult, asking the emperor to pick him up in person tomorrow.
If this hadn't happened, it could be said that he valued guests from far away. Now that this happened, if the emperor really went, his prestige would be completely lost in the eyes of the people of Dajin.
Yue Rushuang said: "What to pick up? If you don't pick up, we'll see if he can get in."
Before he finished speaking, the young father-in-law arrived to announce that the nine princes would enter the palace together tomorrow.
Yue Rushuang...
Are you planning to ask the prince to pick him up?
Yue Rushuang looked at the prince, who didn't look good either.
The other princes were afraid that they wouldn't be worthy enough, so the prince was the only one.
Yue Rushuang...
Xiyue is nothing.
Will my husband pick you up?
It's so beautiful that your big snot bubbles shine with colorful lights.
If I asked my husband to pick it up, I would write the character Yue upside down.
