exile? She emptied the emperor's private treasury and escaped from famine

"Please don't!" Wei Chuying stretched out her hands to block her sister.

"No, don't." Wei Hanrui covered his face in pain, unable to accept it.

Zheng gave a weird smile.

Not to mention them, King Rui could not accept that this was the beauty who slept with him last night.

He asked Zheng: "You just said whether her face can recover?"

"Unless you take off someone else's face and sew it on hers, it won't be long before it breaks again and you have to replace it with a new one, Jie Jie Jie..."

Prince Rui and Xiao Chun'er: "..."

"I don't want it, I don't want it! Please restore my original appearance!" Wei Hanrui wanted to live or die.

King Rui's eyesight was greatly challenged by such a woman, who could easily make people sick. How could he have any attachment to her? No hope at all.

Both he and Xiao Chun'er had abandoned her in their hearts.

He waved his hand and asked Wei Hanrui to be taken away, then frowned and asked.

"What caused this weird fire?"

Zheng's voice was as dry and hoarse as dead wood: "What I want you to talk about is the half-burned rat."

A rat with its half-burnt body was found, and he performed a ritual that made people look weird. He held the rat's tail in the fire.

Circle around the candlelight.

The dying mouse opened its black eyes wide and let out a "squeak".

Zheng said: "Two living people came to your house."

**

Wei Chuyu and Nan Zhihe rushed back to the inn as soon as possible. First, they were concerned about the safety of Nan's family, and second, they wanted to appear in front of officials and prisoners as soon as possible.

They strutted past those people.

In the Xiaotongpu, other than what happened when the roof was tiled, the backside was relatively safe.

The Cheng family and Shen Cuihua followed their instructions, and from time to time six figures appeared at the door and window of the Tongpu. Nan Zhize even tried to imitate Nan Zhihe's speech, and the whole family stayed in the house nervously.

"After you left, an official knocked on the door and came in. Fortunately, we stopped him." Ms. Cheng pinched the handkerchief and felt a little scared.

Nan Zhihe nodded: "Just stop him, everything will be fine tonight."

The tense hearts of the Nan family suddenly relaxed. However, Nan Zhihe told them a sudden and unfortunate news.

"This time there are so many crises, it is impossible for me, Nan, to survive."

Nan family: "!!!"

The bad news, like a huge mountain and boulder, hit their heads, and several people almost fainted.

Nan Zhize suddenly grabbed his shoulders and shook him: "Brother, you can't make random guesses for our sake! We can't live without you!"

"Brother, you will be fine." Nan Zhixue also hugged Nan Zhihe's arm.

"Yes, He'er, don't talk nonsense, nothing has happened yet..." Mrs. Cheng choked up as she spoke.

At this tragic moment, a rough voice sounded discordantly: "Wei Chuyu, if you are unfortunate enough to be a widow, you can consider me."

"Um?!!"

Everyone looked at Shen Cuihua who spoke out, and saw that she had small eyes that were not very big. The expression on Wufang's face was rare and serious, but she had the same lack of empathy as the first day they met her.

Wei Chuyu choked for a moment, and her charming little face was full of doubts: "Why should I consider you?"

"I'll protect you for the rest of your life!"

Wei Chuyu: "..."

Thank you, I'm not old enough to be a widow.

Nan Zhihe's eyebrows were cold and stern, and his handsome face was as gloomy as a dark cloud. He is not dead yet, so why does he feel that his woman is being missed? Even if the other person is a woman.

Shen Cuihua ignored his cold death gaze, picked at the side of her nose and said, "If you don't want to, don't die."

Wei Chuyu sighed faintly: "I'm afraid it's not just him, but also me."

Think of the bitchy King Rui, but he hates her. Although his little lover's face is gone, it doesn't stop them from sharing the same hatred.

Hearing what she said, the Nan family felt even worse.

"Why?" Shen Cuihua asked with a calm face.

"Because you saw Wei Hanrui and Prince Rui together, she must want me dead." Wei Chuyu spread her hands helplessly.

"I don't want it!" Nan Zhixue let go of Nan Zhihe and threw herself into Wei Chuyu's arms stubbornly, with a few small tears hanging on her face, "Both you and your brother will be fine."

Shen Cuihua's eyes widened, and she stood in front of Nan Zhihe with a world-weary face. Two tall bodies faced each other silently, one with weight and the other with murderous intent.

Wei Chuyu seemed to feel a hostile fire coming from the sight of the two people.

"A man who can't protect himself is not worthy of protecting Chu Yu!" Shen Cuihua curled her lips.

Nanzhi Hehan's eyes narrowed, revealing danger: "As for you, you can beat me first."

"I wouldn't put her in such danger."

"This is not Nan's wish. It's not up to others, protection?" Nan Zhihe tilted his head, his cold eyes passed her teasingly, "You, make sure you never marry anyone in your life!"

The man raised his hand lightly, and a black shadow swept past Shen Cuihua's face.

There was a "ding" sound, and a knife was fixed on the wall.

Tick ​​tick tick, Shen Cuihua did not avoid anything, and blood dripped from the scratches on her big ears.

"Oh my God." Cheng and others covered their mouths in surprise.

Wei Chuyu stepped forward and scolded the two of them: "That's enough, you are very childish, aren't you?"

When did this happen? When I suddenly looked at it, I thought it was two men who were jealous of her? Forget it, if Shen Cuihua wasn't a foodie, she would have believed it!

"You should be lucky that you are a woman."

Nan Zhihe's indifferent gaze moved away from Shen Cuihua, who had taut cheeks, and turned to Wei Chuyu for a moment, turning into a paranoia in the blink of an eye.

"Chu Yu, unless I die, I will never let you go."

He corrected Shen Cuihua in a cold voice: "Next time, pay attention to your tone. You can be Chu Yu's subordinate, but other than that, Chu Yu is not anyone else's to you."

Shen Cuihua sneered: "Then you should survive this time first."

Shen Cuihua turned her face and touched her bleeding ears.

"Let me check your injuries." Cheng, who was a little frightened by the aura of the two people, stepped forward with concern.

However, Shen Cuihua faced Wei Chuyu: "Chu Yu, I want to eat hot pot."

This turn was too much, and everyone almost slipped. What, hot pot? ! !

Shen Cuihua licked her lips. It was true to eat hot pot, and it was true to protect Chu Yu.

Wei Chuyu's eyes were crescent, and her smile was as attractive as ever.

Nanzhi stepped forward and whispered in front of her: "Chu Yu, I have a way..."

But it also completely covered Shen Cuihua.

Man, so stingy?

Wei Chuyu, who couldn't laugh or cry, made a simple hot pot.

On the steaming table, Mrs. Cheng barely moved her chopsticks. Nan Zhize ate with tears in her eyes. Shen Cuihua ate half the pot. Nan Zhixue poked her chopsticks and looked at the food in the bowl and shed tears.

Is this the last supper?

Wei Chuyu, who really couldn't stand it, shouted and slapped the table, causing everyone to wake up.

She glanced at everyone with her sharp fingers and said fiercely: "Everyone, why are you crying? Eat quickly, and work for me after you finish eating!"

The whole team is online.

A few people blinked and said obediently, "Oh."

Nan Zhihe's eyes were full of worry, the ends of his eyes were upturned, and they were dotted with brilliance.

After the meal, everyone was assigned tasks. Wei Chuyu and Nan Zhihe found an opportunity to enter the space and prepared a lot of work.

Early the next morning, the officials kept ordering them to wash up, and the team quickly organized and set off.

Outside Xiguan City, under the sky, there is an endless stretch of loess hills, dotted with sparse green plants, with wind and sand blowing, giving it a vast and desolate beauty in autumn.

The wind and sand here are bigger than elsewhere.

Everyone imitated the locals and wrapped their heads with cloths, and walked over the mountains and ravines step by step.

Just after they crossed two hills, in a hidden position, three arrows on their bows were ready to go - in the long queue, Nan Nan was riding on a donkey. Zhihe.