Reborn to choose a husband, I will lead the deposed prince to seize my ex-husband’s kingdom

Spring passed and autumn came, the stars changed, and eight years passed in the blink of an eye.

The gentle breeze blew open and closed the ajar door of the bedroom. Shu Huai and Shu Bai knelt down in the direction of the couch across a screen.

Shu Bai: "Master, it has been raining heavily in Nanjun for days, and the Deshui River has burst its banks one after another. The governor of Nanjun personally came to the capital to ask for help. King Cheng Xie Chongan took the initiative to ask for help today and went to Nanjun for disaster relief. I have agreed."

The man who had been in a coma opened his eyes. The black and blue under his narrow red eyes were very heavy, and he looked like he had not slept peacefully for a long time.

As the man stood up, all the windows and coffins in the house slowly closed.

He reached out and picked up the robe hanging on top of the clothes rail. He was wearing an ocher red robe, and his wide shoulders and narrow waist made him even more extraordinary.

He crossed the screen and sat down in front of Shu Bai. A string of 108 sandalwood beads was wrapped around his white wrist, and a coral bead bracelet hung from the tail of the beads.

The man habitually held the bracelet and rubbed it repeatedly in his hands to suppress the murderous look in his eyebrows.

The back of the hand with bulging veins showed a sickly whiteness. The extreme contrast between the vermilion and the weak white added a touch of suppressed sickliness to the man.

"How is Yaowang Valley?"

Shu Huai maintained his kneeling posture and his voice became more pious:

"The eight-year appointment with King Yao is approaching. The second young master set off to pick up the princess from Yaowang Valley today. However, the princess heard that there was something wrong with Deshui, so she resigned from Yaowang Dynasty and left Deshui in advance. Her personal maid Tiantian is now staying here. At Yaowang Valley, waiting to send a message to the Second Young Master."

The coral bead was firmly held in Xie Qingyao's palm, and Xie Qingyao had other plans: "Does Xu Mingqing know about this?"

Shu Huai responded: "The governor of Nanjun is not in good use. Mr. Xu has taken the post of commander-in-chief of floods. Now he spends his days on the front line of Deshui to provide disaster relief. If it were not for his incompetence, Mr. Xu's heart to protect the princess would be inevitable this time." I have to pick it up in person.”

"The floods are dangerous, and the people's hearts are even more unstable under the disaster. Even though the princess is good at medicine and poisoning, her martial arts can only protect herself. For the sake of the princess's safety, do you want to inform Master Xu immediately?"

Xie Qingyao stopped him, thinking that those people living in Nanjun had already decided to go to Nanjun in person: "In this disaster, and it is in the basin under the rule of Xu Mingqing, the doctor is kind-hearted, she will definitely regret it if she does not treat her. , don’t disturb her.”

"The place in Nanjun owes Gu a lot. This time Gu is going to ask for some interest."

"Shu Bai will stay in the capital. If there are any important matters, he will discuss them with his grandfather. Shu Huai will immediately leave for Deshui and let Shi'an Pavilion fully assist in disaster relief."

"I obey my orders."

Shu Huai immediately accepted the order and left. Shu Bai stood up from the ground and waited for Xie Qingyao to pack his bags: "Master, now that you are going to Nanjun in person, will there be a mistress in this mansion soon?"

He turned his head to look at Shu Bai, his narrow phoenix eyes filled with anger: "A woman's integrity is greater than heaven, so be careful what you say."

Kneeling on the ground, Shu Bai's calm words made cold sweat break out on his back: "I understand my mistake and will go to the execution building to receive my punishment later."

Without letting Shu Bai get up, Xie Qingyao crossed the screen and took out the silver mask he used to wear when going out from the hidden compartment of the bed. The black iron fan he held in his hand pointed at the bed behind him.

"Gu has been out of Beijing in hiding for a long time. Xie Qingyao was supposed to be in a coma. After you changed your appearance, you just stayed here until Gu came back."

As soon as he heard this arrangement, Shu Bai was no longer afraid of the whipping, and kept looking at Xie Qingyao's leaving back with a silly smile.

You don’t have to do anything, just lie down and think about it every day, which is a great thing.

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After leaving Yaowang Valley, Xu Mingyue hired Erwazi, a medicine farmer in the valley, as a driver and headed towards the flood front in Nanjun.

Although the rain has weakened, the waterlogging has not been alleviated at all.

Xu Mingyue opened the car window and looked at the people coming from the front. Their faces were all yellow, and their trouser legs were covered with mud below the knees.

The road ahead was knee-deep in mud, so the ordinary farm carriage she was sitting on could only take her here.

After re-wrapping all the luggage with a layer of waterproof oil paper, Xu Mingyue put on a bamboo hat and raincoat, covered her face with a white cloth, carried a bamboo basket on her back, and opened the carriage door.

"Second son, the water ahead is deep and the mud is thick, so the carriage will definitely not be able to pass, so please send me here."

Erwazi nodded when he heard this and stopped the carriage on the slightly drier mud.

Xu Mingyue jumped down from the carriage. Her movements were much sharper than those of ordinary farmers. She took some more broken silver from her money bag and gave it to Erwazi, then turned and walked towards the depths of the mud.

Putting the money into the purse, Erwazi followed Xu Mingyue's back with his eyes.

The delicate woman was carrying a bamboo basket that could fit her whole body into it. She was dressed simply but could not hide her elegance. She walked forward with firmness.

In contrast, the victims who came out of Deshui had a look of world-weariness on their faces. They moved forward with empty steps and could not find a place to live.

Everyone with a discerning eye knows that the road ahead is hell on earth, and Xu Mingyue is the only retrograde person heading towards hell.

Erwazi's heart was filled with soreness, and he shouted loudly in the direction in which the figure was leaving: "Little Medicine King, be careful in everything. If you have time, remember to go back to Medicine King Valley to take a look."

Looking back at Erwazi, Xu Mingyue nodded slightly and continued to move forward.

The rain that had just stopped gradually became heavier and soon turned into a downpour.

The farmland and lakes on both sides of the river couldn't hold the rain that fell from the sky, and soon the road ahead was flooded with rainwater.

The boots on Xu Mingyue's feet were soaked by the rain, and the light blue skirt underneath was soaked by the rain and became a little darker.

As far as the eye can see, floating in the ocean are not only washed-out houses, but also poultry raised by farmers, as well as the corpses of people who were unable to escape in time.

Disasters engulf all things, and disasters destroy all things, leaving no trace of mercy.

The sun was getting darker, and no matter how much money I had, I couldn't find an inn where I could stay.

Xu Mingyue walked and searched, and finally found a temple when the sky was completely dark.

The gate of the temple became dilapidated due to disrepair. After entering through the temple gate, Xu Mingyue performed a namaste at the dilapidated Buddha statue before entering the house.

Looking around, I saw that many fires had been lit inside the temple, and sitting around the fires were the victims who were fleeing with their families.

Disasters devour human nature, and everyone maintains absolute vigilance against strangers around them, fearing that if someone accidentally steals their food, there is only one word of death.

Xu Mingyue lowered her head and walked to a deserted corner, put down the bamboo basket on her back, and took out the dead wood she picked up along the way. The warm fire began to rise.

Sitting on the floor, Xu Mingyue leaned against the mud wall and closed her eyes to rest, not intending to fall asleep that night.

It’s not that I’m not sleepy, it’s that I don’t dare.

"Aniu, my son, what's wrong with you?"

"Aniu, can anyone save my Aniu?"

As the old woman's crying voice sounded, all the dazed victims in the temple suddenly woke up, and their greedy eyes fell on the mother and son.

No one reached out to help, everyone was waiting for the man named A Niu to die in the temple.

Orphans and widowed mothers, if the strong son dies, the old mother will definitely not be able to fight against them, and the food they bring can feed everyone in the temple.

Xu Mingyue used the firelight to see clearly the man's condition. He was foaming at the mouth and shaking all over. He was suffering from epilepsy.

Can be saved.

She took out the silver needle from the basket on her back and hid the dagger in her sleeve. Xu Mingyue walked to the widowed mother and said, "I am the doctor. You lay him down first and hold him down."