The Dark and Foolish King: The Fierce and Crazy Concubine Has Infinite Strength

Qu Xiaoyou had become numb from crying and didn't even notice that someone was covering her head with an umbrella.

She was in so much pain, and the pain came in waves, filling her entire heart.

Today she finally broke down and could no longer hold it in. She let go of her previous strength and pride, ran to her mother's grave, and cried like a wronged child.

Zenmu didn't disturb her, but silently held the umbrella for her and let her vent.

I don’t know how long it was, but the girl’s voice became hoarse from crying, the heavy rain stopped, and her crying gradually became softer.

Finally, she opened her lips slightly, and it was unclear whether she was talking to Zenmu or to herself, but her trembling voice was heartbreaking.

"I don't have a home anymore..."

Her voice was so light that it seemed like it could be blown away by the wind.

After saying that, she slowly leaned over, lay on Liu Zhenzhen's grave, and closed her eyes.

Zenmu's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

After a while, he put the umbrella on the ground, picked up Qu Xiaoyou, who was either asleep or unconscious, and turned to walk towards the city gate.

After the rain, the sky was exceptionally clear, a rainbow of seven colors hung in the sky, and the air was filled with the scent of earth and vanilla.

Chanmu carried Qu Xiaoyou back to the inn, asked the owner to prepare a bucket of hot water, and then called the maid to give Qu Xiaoyou a bath and change clothes.

By the time I finished everything, the sun had already reached its zenith.

Chanmu walked into the room with lunch, ready to deliver the meal to Qu Xiaoyou's bedside as usual, and then feed her one spoonful at a time.

Qu Xiaoyou, however, threw back the quilt and got out of bed first, then walked to the table and sat down slowly.

"Eat here," she said, her voice still very hoarse.

Zenmu nodded, put the plate on the table, and placed the food on it one by one.

"Is your injury healed?"

"Well, I recovered completely soon." Qu Xiaoyou replied, secretly grateful to Xia Younan for leaving behind the golden wound medicine. After applying the medicine, her wound not only healed quickly, but also without leaving any scars.

The skin seemed to be reborn and was exactly the same as before the injury.

Zenmu served her the meal, put the bowl and chopsticks next to her, and asked, "If your injury is almost healed, when will we leave for the capital?"

"We?" Qu Xiaoyou murmured softly, staring at him with her watery eyes.

Zenmu put some food into her bowl and said, “Well, my junior sister told me to bring you back to the capital no matter what.

"You have nothing worth staying here for. Why don't you come back to Beijing with me as soon as possible? With our company in Beijing, you won't be lonely anymore."

Qu Xiaoyou didn't say anything. She lowered her head and poked the rice in the bowl with her chopsticks, with a melancholy look between her eyebrows.

"There is a room exclusively for you in Jingyuan Temple where you can live for the rest of your life," Zenmu said again.

Qu Xiaoyou felt warm in her heart, and her eyes, which had been as dead as water in recent days, flashed a glimmer of light. She looked at him and nodded gently.

"Thank you, Mu Tou. You have been with me and taking care of me for the past month. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do."

After venting her emotions in the morning, she felt much more relaxed both physically and mentally, and she became more talkative.

Zenmu smiled at her with relief, "Silly girl, this is what I should do. Junior sister is fierce. If she knew that I treated you badly, I don't know how she would make trouble with me when she returns."

The light in Qu Xiaoyou's eyes dimmed, and she asked disappointedly: "You are so good to me, just because Younan asked you to? If she didn't ask you to take good care of me, would you still..."

"Yes!" Before she finished asking, Zenmu confirmed her guess.

Qu Xiaoyou was stunned, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

That smile was pale, weak and pitiful, just like a flower blooming after the rain, which made people feel heartbroken.

Zenmu seemed to lower his head in panic and no longer looked at her.

Qu Xiaoyou also picked up some vegetarian dishes for him and said impatiently, "Let's go to the street to buy horses and dry food after dinner, and leave for Beijing early tomorrow morning."

"You're leaving in such a hurry, will your injury be okay?" Zenmu was a little worried.

Qu Xiaoyou shook her head to indicate that she was fine. "I'm completely fine. Go back early. I can't wait to go back and hug Younan and thank her, the prince, and all the other friends for their help."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zenmu agreed.

After lunch, the weather had completely cleared up. The water on the ground quickly evaporated under the sun, and the market returned to its former bustling and lively state.

Qu Xiaoyou and Chanmu bought two fast horses and some necessary things for the journey. They did not rush to the inn until the evening.

As the sun sets, the afterglow casts a faint golden glow on the earth, peaceful and tranquil.

The two men walked side by side, leading the horses, looking at each other and saying a few words from time to time, and the atmosphere seemed a little subtle.

As he was walking, Chanmu suddenly felt a chill on his back. He frowned and turned back reflexively.

This was a shocking sight. I broke out in a cold sweat and my blood seemed to freeze in an instant.

Then they saw that the disappeared Ren Xiaole appeared behind them at some point, holding a dagger and stabbing towards Qu Xiaoyou's back with a ferocious look on his face.

But Qu Xiaoyou was still unaware and continued walking on her own.

"careful!"

Zen Mu exclaimed, without thinking too much, he hugged Qu Xiaoyou and turned her body to the side.

The dagger did not pierce Qu Xiaoyou, but it cut a deep gash on Chanmu's arm.

Blood gushed out almost instantly, quickly staining his gray-blue sleeves red.

Qu Xiaoyou suddenly reacted when he pulled her aside. She looked at Zenmu's bleeding arm with bloodshot eyes, then looked at the crazy Ren Xiaole, her anger surging out like a volcano.

"Qu Xiaoyou, you killed my parents and destroyed my glory. I will kill you!" Ren Xiaole roared with gritted teeth and raised the dagger to stab her again.

"Go to hell!!"

Qu Xiaoyou roared angrily, quickly gathered all his strength in his palm, and slapped her on the top of her head.

Ren Xiaole groaned, and blood immediately flowed from all his orifices. He collapsed to the ground with his eyes wide open in despair, and soon died.

"Mu Mu!" Qu Xiaoyou didn't have time to care about her. She held up Zen Mu's injured arm in fear, and was scared to death.

"How are you? Don't scare me."

Zenmu broke out in a cold sweat from the pain. He gritted his teeth and shook his head, saying to her, "Go to the clinic and get two stitches and a bandage. It's nothing serious."

"Okay, the clinic is right ahead, let's go!" Qu Xiaoyou agreed in panic, holding his arm and walking towards the clinic.

When they arrived at the clinic, the doctor cleaned Zenmu's wound and sewed it up little by little with needle and thread. The scene was extremely bloody.

Qu Xiaoyou was so heartbroken watching from the side that she kept blaming herself in her heart, blaming herself for not being so soft-hearted and letting Ren Xiaole go, otherwise what happened today would not have happened.

Mu Tou was injured while saving her. If anything happened to him, she wouldn't know how she would survive.