The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

"Mom, where are we going?"

Dong Yanwan was wrapped in a light yellow cloak and leaned in her mother's arms.

The Qingman carriage drove out of the city gate at the last moment of curfew.

Ye Zhen hugged his daughter tightly and said softly, "Your grandfather is always talking about you. Let's go back to Luding to accompany him."

In the dark night, the sound of rain gradually faded away and the sky turned pale.

The vendors who got up early in the morning, carrying baskets of wontons on their shoulders, stopped at the bluestone road that had been washed clean by the rain, set up their stalls with stools. There were four long benches and a square table. When the old pot lids were lifted, steaming white mist rose in the air.

A large carriage galloped past, smoke rising from the kitchen. The hawker looked up and the damp and cold air hit his face, breaking up the warm aroma of the soup.

"Hey, who is this? It's so early in the morning. Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"

"Hey, Grandpa Sun, don't say that." The person who spoke pointed to the rear of the car going away and reminded in a low voice, "The one from the Ji family is in great favor, you can't afford to offend him..."

"Puh!" The wealthy old man with a bulging belly spat fiercely, "What do you think I am? A loser dog!"

The large carriage was filled with people.

The old, the young, the little ones, they sat upright, shoulder to shoulder. Their black brocade boots were embroidered with gold thread, the edges of their shoes touching the edges of their shoes, stepping on the empty space beside Ji Yu, talking and criticizing at once.

"These two stinky girls dared to slap the Ji family in the face. Your Majesty will definitely punish them severely."

"Then Chu Yizhao's father is a marquis. If my brother has a title, then there is nothing to be afraid of..."

"What's so good about a title? It can fall in the blink of an eye..."

"Brother Yu is so badly injured, I have to ask His Majesty to give me some precious medicinal herbs..."

"Yu'er is really a pity..."

Ji Yu was lying on the cold car floor, the wheels were speeding, he was so mad that his internal organs were almost displaced, all he could see were swaying clothes and wriggling flesh mouths, and his nose was filled with a sour and smelly smell.

He opened his mouth and asked for a quilt.

He felt a little cold when he heard the words money, wealth and power.

"okay"

The old man sitting in the main seat spoke, his cloudy eyes opened, and he said gloomily, "They are both of noble status, and His Majesty may not necessarily side with the Ji family."

"What should I do?" A young man couldn't sit still anymore. He blamed himself a little, "If I were an official, I could help Big Brother..."

Ji Quan stood still, "I will get an official position."

"But I'm not good at studying, and I can't fight as well as my brother..."

Ji Quan said, "Taking the imperial examination and joining the army is a bad idea. If you want a high position and generous salary..."

There was a trace of calculation in his eyes, "The girl's ties are the safest way..."

Suddenly, the carriage braked abruptly, and the people on the bench fell down with screams. In the chaos, several pairs of hard boots stepped into the flesh, tearing the wounds.

"hiss…"

Ji Yu's face was distorted in pain.

There were blood stains on the white collar of the shirt.

From outside came the driver's angry shout.

"You are looking for death!"

"By order of the Crown Prince of Yue, please return."

A childish voice slowly sounded.

The compartment was quiet.

The thick curtain was lifted, and Chang Hai poked his head in with a swollen face, "Chief, what should we do?"

"Prince Yue's Palace? Why are they here?"

"You must be mistaken. We have never had any dealings with the royal family."

Everyone looked at the white-haired old man sitting in the main seat.

Ji Quan frowned, "There are a few people outside..."

"one person."

"one person?"

"Yes, like..." Chang Hai frowned and was embarrassed. It took him a long time to find a suitable word.

"Like a child."

The old man heard this and thought for a moment.

Why did the Prince of Yue send a child to stop the car? Could it be that they were venting their anger on the female doctor and deliberately humiliating her?

He looked down at the man who was huddled in pain at his feet.

Covered in blood and in a terrible state.

The brave general fell into the mud, and his fragile and pitiful appearance made people feel distressed.

Ji Quan clenched the wooden stick in his hand, "Yu'er has suffered such a disaster. Even if the imperial power oppresses him, I will seek justice for him!"

"Break through!"

It was dim and dark, and gray-blue and deep red morning clouds were piled up on the sky. It was a cold and damp deep winter, and the black-clothed boy's long eyelashes were covered with white frost. The scabbard in his hand was unbearably cold. He switched from left hand to right hand, and then from right hand to left hand, and his palms were red with ice.

He murmured, "Frozen hands."

On the long official road, the stalled carriage moved forward a few steps. The young man in black did not move. The driver turned around and tried to run forward to bypass the man.

The young man's pupils were slightly closed, and two tufts of hair stood up on his head. He uttered three words in a low voice:

"disobedient."

The tone was calm, but there was inexplicably a hint of anger in it.

The next instant, the long sword was unsheathed, a cold light flashed, and he took a breath and flew into the air. The black clothes disappeared into the dark night, and the dawn light reflected on the fluttering hem of his clothes.

Chang Hai looked at the black spot in the sky, his red and swollen cheeks showing extreme shock, "Don't..."

The young man grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, his round eyes calm as he looked down at the carriage which was as small as an ant.

"Those who disobey orders... may be killed."

The silver sword raised above the head suddenly fell down, and the black shadow that cut through the sky was accompanied by a sharp dragon roar, and it slashed straight towards the large and shaking carriage that was running fast.

"boom!"

The sharp sword blade hit the roof, and the huge impact caused the elm carriage to break into pieces, with wood flying everywhere and dust filling the sky.

The wild horses were frightened and ran away, neighing, pulling the empty cart. Changhai and the coachman jumped off the cart. The blunt wheels were approaching them, but they did not stop.

“No…no…Ahhh——!”

The people in the carriage were stunned by the loud noise. Before they could react, the wooden board behind them exploded, and the broken wood shards pierced into their flesh. Those who could not keep their balance fell directly to the ground.

"my leg!!"

“Patriarch——!!”

"Ah ah ah, help-"

"... "

Amid the chaos, the young man in black slowly turned his head to look at the car that was pulled away by the startled horse, and murmured two words in confusion, "Sleep."

Ji Yu hung on the bare car floor, clinging to the edge of the car with both hands, and cried out weakly, "Help... Help..."

He doesn't want to die so undignified!

Ahhhhh!

...

Chu Yizhao held the pestle and wondered, "Mrs. Dong is taking her daughter back to her ancestral home. Why is she in such a hurry?"

Leave the city overnight.

It doesn't feel like going home, it feels like escaping from a disaster.

"I heard that he had a big fight with Lord Dong." Qiaoyu said.

"After a quarrel, she should go back to her husband's ancestral home... How strange."

Chu Yizhao picked up a ginseng root and put it into the medicine ladle.

Considering what happened yesterday, could it be related to the Ji family’s affairs?

The medicine was simmering in the stove next to her, and a bitter smell filled the air. The stick insect was gone, and she felt like she had lost her eyes. There were many things she had no way of understanding.

"Miss, this is a card from Mrs. Shen." Chang Nian said, holding a visiting card.

"Tsk." Chu Yizhao raised his head irritably, "How come everyone knows that I live here?"

"I'm back."

Mr. and Mrs. Shen Zheng had sent many invitations to the Marquis' Mansion in the name of seeking medical treatment, but all their requests fell on deaf ears.

Now it's coming down here again, it's endless.

"Wait until the medicine is ready and send it to the prince." Chu Yizhao ordered.

The celadon cup exuded the aroma of medicine and the deeply bitter medicinal juice. Wei Xingli picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.

When he tasted the soup, his eyes lit up.

Not bitter.

Ah Ming feels sorry for me...

When Feng Zhi saw him finish drinking, his eyes were rippling and his mouth twitched. Is this a serious medicine?

"You drink all kinds of random drugs. Be careful or you'll die before the time comes~"

Wei Xingli ignored his dog's barking.

He knew his own body very well. This time the disease had lasted for a long time. If it weren't for the excruciating pain yesterday, he would have almost forgotten that he had this disease...

He spread out his five fingers and placed them in front of his eyes. He saw a pale and thin hand with thin skin sticking to the bones, as if there was no flesh on it.

"My illness...is it getting better..."

He had hope.

"You wish!" Feng Zhi broke his fantasy, "Feel your own pulse. Your heart is damaged like a coal ball. You still dare to say such things. You can be killed by farting... Ugh"

As he was speaking, he suddenly stopped talking and ran out in a hurry.

Seeing this, Lu Feng said, "Your Highness, Madam Shen's invitation was sent to the courtyard, but was rejected by the girl."

"It's better not to go. You'll stink all over yourself."