On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe took Li Jingyao and the others to the manor outside the city.

Yan Ruyu was also here for the first time. She had heard Huo Changhe describe it before, but this time she could finally see it with her own eyes.

Guessing that Li Jingyao had something to say, she proposed to go for a walk alone to check the surrounding situation.

Huo Changhe told her to be careful, and Yan Ruyu agreed with a smile.

This place is indeed big enough, more than ten times bigger than the small house we live in now.

There were many places where the houses had collapsed, but fortunately it was only on the outside, so Xiang Guang and the others were stuck inside and would not attract anyone's attention.

As Yan Ruyu walked, she drew a sketch of the terrain. She had no other skills, but she had a grandfather who was very knowledgeable. She was taught a lot of things since she was a child, many and miscellaneous, and there were also some out-of-print books and books on all kinds of strange knowledge. stored in space.

When I have nothing to do, I hide in the space and look around. Architecture is one of them.

Although she was not a professional, it was not a problem to design the house and draw the layout according to her favorite style. She thought about giving it to Huo Changhe to look at after the drawing was completed, and then combined with his opinions, when the spring warmed up and it was easy to start construction, she would put the manor into the house. Fixed.

The small house is in a busy city, which is good, but she still likes to be quiet most of the time.

Yan Ruyu painted while walking, immersed in it, and unknowingly, she reached the most remote place, where a big tree blocked the sky and the sun. The snow on it was still there, but it seemed to have been pressed down a little lower.

There were also many deciduous branches on the ground, covered by snow, and there were no footprints. It was obvious that no one had been there yet.

Yan Ruyu's feet were wearing new boots made for her by the eldest lady. She didn't want to step on them, so she wanted to mark them temporarily and come back later.

Draw a symbol on the paper, turn around and walk with your head down, but something stumbles on your feet.

At first she thought it was a branch or something, but when she looked closely, it was not. It was much harder than a branch, and it seemed to be embedded in the soil.

It was a black, round thing about the size of a meatball, two-thirds of it was exposed, and the rest was buried by the soil.

Yan Ruyu didn't pay attention at first, but for some reason, the moment her toes touched her, her head jolted and her ears seemed to buzz.

Noisy and majestic, like overwhelming water, like a vast ocean, surging forward.

Her heart beat violently twice, as if she felt something that she couldn't ignore.

Seeing that there was no one around, she put away the pen and paper, took a small shovel, and shoveled twice around the small round ball.

The soil was so frozen that it was impossible to move it.

Her fingers gently caressed away the residual snow and a bit of loose soil. Once she touched that thing, it was as if she had fallen into a giant bell. The buzzing sound was in her ears, making her bones tremble.

He took his hand back and stroked his chest to calm down for a while.

There must be something weird in this place, but she couldn't take the risk alone. Yan Ruyu didn't act heroic, nor was she driven by curiosity to ignore it. She took back the shovel and decided to go back to find Huo Changhe.

First, find out the origin of this place and who has lived there before.

Just as he turned to leave, he suddenly heard a soft sound.

"Click."

Yan Ruyu immediately looked back.

A few meters away, a hairy human head emerged from the snow.

Suddenly, a dark thing appeared in the white snow, which was particularly eye-catching. The person's eyes were wide open, but his eyes were cloudy, and he was staring at her.

Yan Ruyu held the handle of the knife in her hand: "Who is it?"

……

Huo Changhe took Li Jingyao to meet Wen Zhiyan.

Wen Zhiyan's legs have recovered. Although he can't be too tired yet, it is still necessary to walk around the yard, move around, and do the rehabilitation exercises taught to him by Yan Ruyu.

He had a thin sweat on his head and was wearing a cotton robe. He had just finished a set of movements when he heard a sound and turned his head to see Li Jingyao and Huo Changhe. He was suddenly surprised and happy.

"Prince, Jingyao!" Wen Zhiyan took a few steps forward, "Jingyao, why are you..."

Li Jingyao smiled and said, "Let's see you."

His eyes turned to Wen Zhiyan: "It seems that he is recovering well."

Wen Zhiyan bowed to Huo Changhe: "Thank you, Prince and Princess, for your kindness in reinventing the world."

Huo Changhe waved his hand: "There is no need to mention the word "thank you". This king's ears are numb when he hears it."

Wen Zhiyan's eyebrows slightly arched: "Let's talk inside."

The house is clean and elegant, with a charcoal fire and a warm atmosphere.

There is a fruit plate on the table, which is all fresh. It can be seen that it has been changed just in the morning.

"Everyone takes good care of me and is very considerate. When my legs are completely restored to their original state, I will definitely train with everyone."

Huo Changhe nodded: "This matter cannot be rushed. We will let the princess take a look at it when the time comes. The princess will agree."

Seeing that there was no one else around, Li Jingyao said quietly: "Your Majesty, Zhiyan, besides wanting to see how you are recovering, I am here this time and there is one more thing I want to tell you personally."

Seeing his serious expression, Wen Zhiyan couldn't help but become nervous: "What's the matter?"

Huo Changhe also looked at Li Jingyao. Last night, Yan Ruyu said that Li Jingyao should have other things. It seems that this is indeed the case.

Li Jingyao pursed his lips slightly, paused, and lowered his voice: "Zhiyan, I told you not to get excited."

"You said."

"I have thirty spies in my water village. As you know, when they look for information, they don't believe every one of them, but at least nine out of ten. A few days ago, I got news that someone had seen...Uncle Wen."

Wen Zhiyan stood up suddenly, knocked over the tea cup and couldn't care less: "What? My father? This is impossible!"

Not to mention Wen Zhiyan, Huo Changhe was shocked.

The Wen family was destroyed, and everyone in the Wen family died except Wen Zhiyan.

Now it is said that someone has seen General Wen. Who can not be surprised?

"Sit down first," Li Jingyao said, "Don't get excited yet, listen to me."

"Say," Wen Zhiyan sat down again and exhaled heavily.

Li Jingyao continued: "I didn't believe it at first. The world is so big and there are so many people who look like him. Besides, General Wen was killed and many people saw it with his own eyes."

"So, I didn't pay too much attention at the time, and I didn't write to tell you. But later, seven groups in a row sent messages back, saying that they had seen General Wen, and two of them even had his portrait drawn. "

Li Jingyao took out two different pieces of paper from his pocket.

"These are portraits sent back by two letters. Different witnesses and different painters, but the portraits painted are very similar."

Li Jingyao stood up and sent the drawings to Wen Zhiyan.

Wen Zhiyan snatched it away, but before he could see it clearly, big tears fell from his eyes. He raised his sleeves to wipe them, but the more tears he wiped, his eyes were always blurry.

Huo Changhe felt sour in his heart and couldn't bear it. His eyes passed over the two portraits. As Li Jingyao said, they were indeed similar.

The two portraits are completely different in terms of paper, ink, and brush strokes. They were painted by completely different people with different painting methods, but they depict the same person.

Huo Changhe also found it incredible what this meant.

General Wen died, but he was framed to death by the mother and son of Yongchang County. Huo Changhe was sad for a long time.

Such a deceitful person is still there, and for a while, I feel sad and happy at the same time.