After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

After taking a few steps back, Liu Yunxiang paused.

Because this guy's murderous aura has subsided and he has returned to his previous ungrateful appearance.

"You're not afraid of me!" he said.

"Your Highness has one nose and two eyes. I'm afraid you might do something wrong."

After saying that, Liu Yunxiang hugged Yan'er and left quickly.

Yan Mu took another sip of tea, sipped it carefully for a long time, and murmured: "I really want to lift her veil."

I can't explain this feeling, it just seems like my hands are itchy.

It rained continuously for the next few days, and Lu Changan's old illness relapsed, and he kept coughing. The post office saw a doctor, but after taking several doses of medicine, he still didn't feel better.

Early this morning, the sky finally cleared up.

Liu Yunxiang thought about asking Yan Mu if she could go out and ask Qu Moran to prepare some medicine for Lu Changan. As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, he saw him hurried out of the west courtyard with a serious look on his face. Jiang Yuan followed behind, giving orders as he walked.

"Everyone gather immediately and rush to the western suburbs!"

With his greeting, all the guards in the posthouse walked out in unison, and the courtyard was immediately empty.

After a while, Jiang Yuan came over and asked Lu Changan to go to the western suburbs with them.

"He is still sick." Liu Yunxiang said.

"As long as you're not dead, as long as you can still move, you have to crawl over!" Jiang Yuan shouted.

Liu Yunxiang frowned, realizing that the matter might be serious.

Dan Qing was dissatisfied, "Our prince has a distinguished status. If something happens to you, your highness will not be able to explain it, right?"

"Tell me what a fart!"

"you!"

Liu Yunxiang grabbed Danqing and had a head-on confrontation with a ruffian like Jiang Yuan, and there would be absolutely no good results.

She asked calmly: "This official, what happened?"

Jiang Yuan glanced at Liu Yunxiang, probably because he didn't want to embarrass the woman, so he said coldly: "The ground of the Western Suburbs Tzu Chi Home has collapsed, and all the houses have sunk into the pit. There are more than 30 children in the Tzu Chi Home. Today, as long as there is a Men must follow us to dig. Digging a shovel into the earth is considered a hard work. Don’t act delicate here, everyone’s life is their own life!”

Liu Yunxiang's eyes widened. The charity house was a place for orphans, so why did it collapse?

More than 30 children!

Before she could calm down, Lu Changan had already come out holding the sick body. His face was really bad, he was green and white, and his walking was unsteady.

"Chief Jiang, it's important to save people, let's leave now!"

"Master, you can't hold on!" Dan Qing said anxiously.

Lu Changan took a deep breath and said, "You can hold on!"

There was no other way, Danqing could only help Lu Changan walk.

When Lu Changan passed by, he whispered to Liu Yunxiang: "The guards of the posthouse have withdrawn, you take Yan'er with you... take care of it."

Liu Yunxiang exhaled, "You too."

After they left, Liu Yunxiang quickly took Yan'er out of the post house, and as expected, no one stopped him. When she returned to Lingyun Food Store, she was relieved to see that Qu Moran and the others were fine.

She kissed Xingyi several times and gave it back to Jinyan. At the same time, Yaner also took care of her.

"Today you will leave the city, go a hundred miles south, and wait for me at Lingyun Buzhuang in Anzhou." She explained.

Jinyan was anxious: "You won't come with us?"

Liu Yunxiang shook his head, "I still have something to do, but I will find you as soon as possible."

As she spoke, she turned to Qu Moran and said, "Sister Qu, please prepare some medicine for me."

Liu Yunxiang asked the shopkeeper to arrange for two young and strong men, and with Zijin as escort, Liu Yunxiang felt relieved. Seeing their carriage go away, she boiled the medicine in the shop and rode towards the western suburbs.

If Lu Changan's body and bones are not taken care of, he is really afraid that he will not survive.

No matter how much hatred there was between him and Yan Mu, Lu Changan had always been kind to her. He pulled her out of trouble several times in the previous life and helped her a lot in this life. Even his illness worsened because of saving Yan'er, and she couldn't ignore him either emotionally or rationally.

When Liu Yunxiang passed by the charity home in the western suburbs, he first saw a lot of ruins and broken walls. Looking closer, he could see cracks on the ground and a large crater caused by the collapse.

The Golden Guard led by Yan Mu were digging hard, and from time to time someone dug out a child, but at first glance it looked more like a pile of flesh and blood.

Looking further away, the corpses were already lined up in a row, one by one wrapped in blood and mud. The older ones were seven or eight years old, and the younger ones were two or three years old.

Liu Yunxiang dismounted, and his feet suddenly went soft and he almost fell to the ground.

At this time, someone shouted excitedly: "This one is still alive! Still alive! Where is the doctor?"

"There are live ones here too!"

"It's here too!"

Liu Yunxiang suddenly gained strength and ran over with the medicine box he had prepared earlier. There was an old doctor at the scene, and she was there to help, and the wound medicine and fine cloth she brought were also put to great use.

Hemostasis was bandaged, and after one was taken care of, he was rushed back to the hospital.

We stayed busy like this until the afternoon, when it started to rain again.

The old doctor cried out sadly: "God, please open your eyes. If it hadn't rained for days, the ground wouldn't have collapsed, and so many people wouldn't have died, and they were just children."

Seeing this tragic scene, Liu Yunxiang felt very uncomfortable, and couldn't help crying when he heard these words.

At this time, there were no injured people brought in. Liu Yunxiang only bothered to look for Lu Changan and saw him crawling out of a pothole, covered in mud, and lying there out of breath.

Liu Yunxiang hurriedly ran over, "Your Majesty, how are you?"

When Lu Changan heard her voice, he stiffened for a moment, then raised his head, his face full of disbelief.

"Why didn't you leave?"

Lu Changan's voice was low and weak, his body was shaking constantly, his cheeks were red, he thought he had a fever again.

Liu Yunxiang took out the bamboo tube, opened the lid, and said, "Drink the medicine first."

Lu Changan opened his mouth, then sighed, took the bamboo tube and drank the medicine in one sip.

"I'm so useless."

"The prince is a man of letters, and there is a world behind his pen and ink."

Liu Yunxiang wanted to help Lu Changan go there to rest for a while, but a soldier sneered at them: "You literati are really different from us. You take women with you wherever you go. If we military generals follow suit, do you have to take them with you on the battlefield?" Holding a woman, beheading someone while being served by a woman?"

He said this so loudly that all the soldiers nearby heard it and burst into laughter.

Lu Changan blushed, "There are still a few children that haven't been found. I'll dig deeper."

With that said, he dived in again.

Liu Yunxiang stood up and said to the soldiers who had just mocked them: "There are differences between literati and literati, women and women, and naturally there are differences between generals and generals. Someone like you will definitely not be able to get a wife!"

"Hey, why are you such a venomous woman?"

The people next to me laughed and said, "You are really right!"

"roll roll roll!"

After taking a breath, these people all got into the pit again.

At this time, Liu Yunxiang saw Yan Mu emerging from the ground holding a child. His whole body was covered with a layer of mud, his hair, face, and even mouth were all covered in mud. If she wasn't too familiar with this person, she wouldn't dare to recognize him.

The child in his arms was still very young, just over a week old, and his body was already soft. He silently put the child behind the row of corpses, then sat on the ground and just watched.

The rain fell on the child's face, and he stretched out his hand to shield her little face, but the rain turned into mud and fell on the child's face, making the child's face dirty instead.

He was anxious to wipe it off, but there was mud on his hands and body, and he was a little panicked.

When Liu Yunxiang saw this, he quickly ran over, took out a handkerchief and wiped the child's face. Then he looked up at Yan Mu and found that his eyes were bloodshot and covered with a layer of mist.

This man's heart is really not hard, he is completely soft.

"My daughter is the same age," he said.

Liu Yunxiang suddenly realized that he had an idea.

"This is not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster."

Liu Yunxiang looked at Yan Mu in shock. What did this mean? Could it be that someone deliberately caused this tragedy?