Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

The guards of the palace were patrolling back and forth, and their footsteps echoed among the empty palace walls, adding a bit of tension.

However, Li Yunfei showed no fear, and he soared into the sky again like a feather.

His Qinggong moves freely, as if integrated with the air currents between heaven and earth. His movements were light and graceful, leading Zhao Zhizhi through an elegant arc in the air, dodging the patrolling guards.

The whole process is like a flowing landscape painting, breathtakingly beautiful. Soon after, they arrived on the roof of Wei Mansion.

Li Yunfei landed lightly and placed Zhao Zhizhi firmly on the ground.

Zhao Zhizhi was filled with emotion: "I am so grateful to you today."

Li Yunfei smiled: "This is all for Brother Wei. If you need any help from me, just ask."

Zhao Zhizhi nodded gratefully: "General Li, let me trouble you one more thing. Can you help me find a way to send this letter to Northern Xinjiang?"

As she spoke, she took out a sealed letter from her arms.

Li Yunfei accepted the letter without hesitation: "This matter is all on me."

His eyes were firm and resolute, and he was obviously the kind of person who meant what he said.

Zhao Zhizhi breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you." Her eyes were filled with gratitude. The night is getting darker, and most of the lights in Wei Mansion have been extinguished.

However, for Li Yunfei, this does not hinder his actions. He shuttled through the night like a shadow, and soon disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

He knew his mission was not yet complete. He must deliver the letter to Northern Xinjiang as soon as possible, for the sake of Brother Wei and for the sake of those who are still struggling in suffering.

In that deep night, Li Yunfei's figure gradually disappeared into the night.

Zhao Zhizhi returned to the inner courtyard of the Wei Mansion alone. Her face looked slightly tired, but there was determination in her eyes.

"Here comes someone." Zhao Zhizhi called, and a maid came in immediately.

"Go and call the steward of the mansion for me. I have something to ask him." Zhao Zhizhi ordered.

The maid responded and immediately turned and left.

After a while, a middle-aged man came in and saluted Zhao Zhizhi: "Madam, what do you want from me?"

Zhao Zhizhi asked bluntly: "How is the situation of my father and three brothers? How is the situation of Xia Pan'er?"

The steward replied: "Mr. Zhao and the others are in pretty good condition, but Xia Pan'er hasn't woken up yet."

Zhao Zhizhi frowned: "I understand, you can go down."

After the manager retired, Zhao Zhizhi decided to go and see Xia Paner's condition in person.

She quickly walked to Xia Pan'er's room, opened the door and walked in. Xia Pan'er lay on the bed with a pale face and her eyes closed tightly.

Zhao Zhizhi sat by the bed and reached out to feel Xia Paner's pulse. Her brows furrowed. "how so……"

She said to herself, "She was obviously not seriously injured, so why is she still unconscious?"

Zhao Zhizhi discovered that Xia Paner had been comatose because of excessive blood loss.

She immediately ordered people to prepare some blood-replenishing food and asked her servants to feed Xia Pan'er. She stayed by the bed, taking good care of Xia Pan'er, wiping the sweat from her forehead from time to time.

Time passed little by little, and Xia Paner's condition still did not improve. Zhao Zhizhi was anxious, and she knew she couldn't give up just yet.

Finally, at dawn, Xia Paner's eyelids moved slightly. Zhao Zhizhi immediately leaned over nervously and called her name softly.

Xia Pan'er slowly opened her eyes, her eyes a little dazed. When she saw Zhao Zhizhi, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Master... why are you here? Didn't I save you? Are you already dead?" Xia Pan'er asked weakly.

Zhao Zhizhi breathed a sigh of relief: "What nonsense are you talking about? We are both alive and well. It's great that you finally woke up."

"Thank you for saving me despite the danger!"

"Master, you have saved me before, this is what I should do."

At that moment of dawn, Zhao Zhizhi and Xia Pan'er looked at each other and smiled, and the anxiety and worry in each other's hearts disappeared instantly.

Xia Paner's awakening gave Zhao Zhizhi hope and revitalized the entire Wei Mansion.

At this time, in the palace, the queen sent her confidants to secretly investigate Zhao Zhizhi, and at the same time, she was also planning how to deal with Zhao Zhizhi and Wei Shao.

In the dark prison, Utur is still waiting for reinforcements from northern Xinjiang.

In the distant northern Xinjiang, Utur's father also received his letter. The king of Northern Xinjiang had a flash of determination in his eyes. He knew that he could not sit idly by and do nothing, and must find a way to rescue his son and his only heir as soon as possible.

Zhao Zhizhi has always been the guardian of the Zhao family. In the next few days, she tried her best to treat the wounds of Father Zhao and the three Zhao brothers.

Her figure is like the warm sun of early spring, warm and full of power. Father Zhao was lying on the bed, his face full of worry.

"Zhizhi, you have been injured recently, so don't worry about us." His voice was a little hoarse, and every word was full of love for Zhao Zhizhi.

The three brothers Zhao Yimu, Zhao Ermu and Zhao Sanmu also said in unison: "Zhizhi, we know you are good to us, but we really don't want you to tire yourself out for us."

Their eyes were full of gratitude, but also a bit firm.

Zhao Zhizhi gently treated their wounds, her movements were meticulous and gentle.

"I'm fine. What's important is you. Because of my negligence, you were injured. Naturally, I have to take care of you more."

A smile appeared on her lips, full of determination and determination.

Xia Pan'er, the girl who had been taken care of by Zhao Zhizhi, was now able to get out of bed and walk.

She dragged her slightly limp steps to Zhao Zhizhi's side.

"Master, I'm here to help, too." Although her voice was still a little weak, her determination was not inferior to anyone else's.

As time went by, the wounds of Mr. Zhao and the three Zhao brothers gradually healed under Zhao Zhizhi's careful care.

Every day, Zhao Zhizhi would carefully change their dressings and bandages, taking every detail very seriously.

Xia Paner's injuries gradually improved, and she began to help with whatever she could.

A few days have passed, and the wounds of Father Zhao and the three Zhao brothers have almost healed.

They sat around in the main room, their faces filled with joy of surviving the disaster.

"Zhizhi, thanks to you this time, otherwise we really don't know what would have happened." Father Zhao was filled with emotion.

Zhao Zhizhi smiled and shook his head, "This is what I should do. As long as you are all well, I will be relieved."

Her eyes were full of relief and satisfaction.