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

Rongdi men love Zhou women because they are soft and have slender waists. A gentle rub will leave delicate marks on them. When they are held in their arms, they are like white rabbits with ears raised in the air, red eyes, and legs kicking in panic, which makes them look soft and interesting.

Ha Ze's undisguised greedy eyes fell on the moon-white belt. Chu Yizhao had a slender figure and a waist that was so thin that it was almost impossible to hold it with one hand. Ha Ze just felt his fingers itching.

The first time he saw this girl, he was reminded of a purple jade clam he picked up by the Mirror Lake when he was a child. The shell was gorgeous and hard, but the meat was soft, delicate, smooth and soft.

"How about following me back to the royal court?"

Shen Xu blocked Ha Ze's sight and frowned, "Young Prince, if you enter the territory of our Great Zhou, you must abide by the etiquette and laws of the Great Zhou. This is an offense, please don't mention it again."

Ha Ze didn't care. "You often say in the Great Zhou that a gentleman loves a beautiful lady. Since there is a beauty, why can't I ask for her?"

"I came here with our great king's sincerity to show our friendship and marriage. Could it be that you, the Great Zhou, look down on us?"

Ha Ze studied in the city of Zhou Dynasty and was well aware of the constraints of etiquette and law on the Zhou people. He had great malice towards the Zhou people and often used the diplomatic relations between the two countries to irritate them along the way.

The Shen family father and son followed the etiquette and could only give advice to the envoys as guests. However, Chang Fangjin just watched the show and did not say anything.

For a moment, several people from the Zhou Dynasty were at a disadvantage.

Chu Yizhao listened calmly, and replied calmly, "...I do look down on you a little."

"A barbarian from a barbarian land, a perverse person who speaks wildly."

"Getting married?"

Chu Yizhao looked at Ha Ze with a slightly disdainful expression, "It just so happens that I have some friendship with Prince Xingche, I will go back and ask him...

What's going on? His defeated general dares to speak so arrogantly. His commander Nan is not intimidating enough. "

"Tsk, tsk."

There was a sudden silence in the tent.

Shen Zhichun smiled. The little girl had a really strong temper.

Ha Ze's face darkened, and his anger was mixed with a bit of doubt and fear. "Do you know General Wei?"

Chu Yizhao tilted his head, the jade hairpin on his bun was translucent, "I know him a little bit."

Ha Ze breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to argue a few more words. But he heard Chu Yizhao say,

"He is just a guest of honor."

Wei Xingche had been awake for three days. The night he woke up was exactly the last day he had taken the medicine. Prince Liang lay beside the bed in tears, wanting to thank Chu Yizhao handsomely, but he stopped him.

She doesn't need these empty promises now. If they come again, it will only cause trouble to her.

Until today, there has been continuous heavy snow in Shangjing. Wei Xingche estimated that the envoy team would be stranded by the snow, fearing that it would cause riots, so he rode his horse to find the team in the snow.

But I heard these words...

"…He was just a guest of honor."

Outside the high tent, the girl's cold voice with a hint of arrogance could be heard faintly. Snowflakes were flying, Wei Xingche stood in the wind, the frost and snow washed his handsome and delicate eyebrows.

His ears were red from the cold, the heat from the blood in his body collided with the cold air from the snow, and the tips of his ears felt dry and itchy...

The leather whip in his hand lifted the thick curtain, and the snow between his brows completely melted into water when it came into contact with the beautiful figure in green.

Chu Yizhao had her back to the door and did not see Wei Xingche. In her sight, she saw Ha Ze, who was still hesitant, step back in fear as if he had seen a ghost, then bowed his head respectfully and saluted towards the void behind her.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"I greet the general."

Chu Yizhao was slightly stunned and turned around.

The man in the black robe was dressed in the wind and snow, with his hair loose and untied, a jade forehead band shining, and a short folded leather whip in his hand. His gentleness was mixed with a bit of coldness, his eyes were bright, and he looked noble despite the dust and weariness.

"No gift."

He had a handsome and elegant appearance, like a helpless nobleman, but Ha Ze was frightened half to death. There was a scar on his chest where he was pierced by the sword of the sixteen-year-old Wei Xingche.

At that time, this man had three arrows in his back and was covered in blood. He led a team of cavalry into the royal court of Rongdi and killed people indiscriminately. He raised his sword and let the blood of the enemy spray on his cheeks. He was as cruel as a ghost in hell.

Wei Xingche's sudden appearance caught Chu Yizhao off guard, and he blurted out, "Why are you here?"

"There's nothing going on in the mansion. I'll take a look."

"Did he make things difficult for you?"

Wei Xingche's eyes fell on Ha Ze, like ice spikes, making him shiver.

"It's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding. We come here with sincerity and would never dare to embarrass the people of the Zhou Dynasty." Ha Ze quickly lowered his head, secretly complaining in his heart.

Wei Xingche pretended not to hear and looked at Chu Yizhao in silence, raising his eyebrows for inquiry.

It seemed that if she just said yes, the folding whip would hit Ha Ze's face.

Ha Ze swallowed and waited nervously for the woman's answer.

Talking is one thing, taking action is another. It doesn't matter what Wei Xingche does. What matters is that it comes from her.

Chu Yizhao shook his head and smiled, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. It's not difficult."

It's difficult for others.

The shadows of the flying snow were clearly printed on the account book, and the others all breathed a sigh of relief. Some were afraid of being beaten, while others were afraid of being beaten.

Wei Xingche closed his head slightly.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

Rongdi's attendant rushed into the tent anxiously, "Your Majesty! The princess is suddenly coughing up blood, please go and take a look!"

"what!"

Ha Ze didn't care about the people in the tent and left in a hurry. The Shen family father and son also took their leave and followed Wei Xingche. Chu Yizhao felt the wind blowing on his cheeks a little cold. He turned his head to glance at the felt door, and a pair of black boots with cloud patterns disappeared from his sight.

She looked at the man opposite her, "Sir, why don't you go and take a look?"

"I heard that Rongdi is interested in forming a marriage alliance with the Great Zhou. If something happens to the princess, wouldn't it mean that she will lose a relative of her own?"

"We can use marriage to stabilize the border, but we can't let Your Highness go to fight another battle."

Chu Yizhao's words were extremely presumptuous. Wei Xingche heard the irony in her words and frowned slightly, "Nonsense, since the last emperor, the Great Zhou has only had men shed blood, and there has never been such absurd things as sending red guards to protect the country."

Even Emperor Yuan An, who valued literature, never thought of replacing military uniform with red makeup.

Chu Yizhao's eyes were sarcastic, and Wei Xingche looked apologetic, "Nan Rong suffered misfortune when she was young. For several years, my father has been taking care of her day and night, often unable to sleep or eat. He has sought treatment from famous doctors but to no avail. My sister has suffered, and my father is also exhausted.

I was unfilial and was not in the capital to accompany and comfort him all year round, which made my father's temperament like a frightened bird, and he would panic at the slightest sign of trouble..."

"At that time, the Duke of Chu had been expelled from the capital. Father thought that the Empress Dowager had made the decision for you, so he didn't take it to heart..."

"It's my fault that you've been put in this situation."

He spoke in a low and humble voice, the stars and the bright moon were covered by thick clouds, their light faded in the wind and snow, making Chu Yizhao seem more aggressive.

Chu Yizhao didn't like the feeling of being forced.

"Everyone has their own difficulties. I also have my own ideas. Your Highness, you don't have to take the blame, nor do you have to be so humble. When the time is right, just ask the Prince Liang's Mansion to fulfill its promise. From now on, we will not owe each other anything, and we will not..."

"no!"

Wei Xingche interrupted harshly.

He suddenly turned hostile, and Chu Yizhao took a step back in shock. Just as his hand in his cloak reached for his waist bag, it was pulled out by a big hand and held back.

"you…"

"what are you doing!"

Chu Yizhao's wrist was tightly grasped by Wei Xingche, and a cold and hard object suddenly appeared in her palm. She looked down and saw that it was the whip that was originally held in Wei Xingche's hand.

Wei Xingche's pupils were light in color, and he could easily see through it. At this moment, his eyes were filled with suppressed anger, and his voice was low, with a coldness and domineering attitude that could not be rejected.

"I am here, at your disposal."

"But they don't owe each other anything? Impossible."

Chu Yizhao choked, what a nerve.

"Let go!"

Wei Xingche exerted a little force, clasping Chu Yizhao's wrist like a shackle, his brows deep, and he opened his lips to speak, "Hit me."

He knew clearly that the most infuriating punishment in the world was flogging. It was wielded with great pleasure, each whip going into the bones and tearing the flesh. After exhaustion, the bloody results could be seen immediately, and all kinds of resentment and anger would dissipate at this moment.

If Chu Yizhao is angry, then beat him up. After beating him up, you can no longer refuse him...

The black whip fell into the white and tender palm, which turned red from the struggle. Wei Xingche stared at it, and Chu Yizhao felt a chill on his back.

ill!

ill!

ill!

What a gentleman and scholarly general under the bright moon and fresh breeze.

Pooh!

The same unreasonable person as Wei Xingli.

She was furious and kicked Wei Xingche's left leg without any force. Wei Xingche staggered slightly in pain and his five fingers loosened a little. Chu Yizhao saw the opportunity to pull his hand back and strode out of the door without looking back.

As soon as he stepped out of the tent door, a large flake of snow hit him head on. Chu Yizhao kept walking and called out to Lu Lin who was standing outside the tent next to him, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Lu Lin was admiring the snow, and immediately followed after hearing the words, "What's wrong, Miss?"

The two of them took refuge in Shen Xu's tent, and Chu Yizhao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss…"

She raised her eyes and saw Lu Lin staring down at something. She followed his gaze and saw that the black whip was still in his hand. In his haste, he had forgotten to return it to Wei Xingche.

"Hey!"

Chu Yizhao was startled and threw it away.

There was a muffled sound as a hard object fell on the tent. At the same time, a strange noise came from outside the tent, as subtle as the humming of a kitten.

"what sound?"

Chu Yizhao's hearing was different from that of ordinary people. Besides the rustling sound of people walking on the snow, he could also hear a few faint cries for help.

Lu Lin wanted to go out to check but was stopped by Chu Yizhao. There was a cry for help in the envoy camp, and it was not her turn to take care of it.

"Why doesn't the snow stop? I want to go back to Shangjing."

Chu Yizhao felt a little regretful. She was guilty of possessing the treasure. Wei Xingche would rather be beaten than give up her medical skills. If she had known this earlier, she would not have revealed her identity to Prince Liang...

Headache.

But mixed with her headache was a bit of excitement and pride that Wei Xingche actually thought so highly of her.

Yes, there are many miracle doctors in the capital city, and I dare not say I am the best. It is modesty to rank myself third.

What a heavy worry.

Lu Lin stood at the door, looking at Chu Yizhao sitting cross-legged on the carpet, his body wrapped in a cloak, sometimes sad, sometimes smiling, his brows were frowned on the upper half of his face, and the corners of his mouth on the lower half were raised uncontrollably.

He felt something was wrong. The whip was taken in by Prince Xingche, and when the young lady took it out again, she made such a shy expression...

Lu Lin's heart was shocked.

Oh no, someone has snatched the prince’s wife!

"Chu girl!"

Shen Xu opened the thick curtain and came in, covered in snow, with an anxious look on his face, "Chu girl, Princess Rongdi is vomiting blood and the imperial physician can't diagnose the cause. Can you go and take a look?"

"No."

Chu Yizhao refused straightforwardly. Shen Xu was slightly stunned. "Why... why?"

Although Rongdi was defeated in the war, it was still an independent small country. Its visit to the capital was an extremely important state affair and could not afford any mistakes. He naturally thought that Chu Yizhao would help for the sake of the diplomatic relations between the two countries, but he never expected that she would refuse.

"But you are still worried about King Haze's offense. He is a bad-mouthed person and his words cannot be taken seriously. Chu girl, Prince Rongdi cannot marry a noble lady, but Princess Rongdi is different. Please help..."

"Just consider it as a favor for helping you in the snow, okay?"

Shen Xu tried to persuade Chu Yizhao in any way, but he remained unmoved, which made Shen Xu so angry that he stormed out.

The wind and snow were raging, and it hadn't stopped for nearly an hour. Instead, it was getting stronger and stronger. Outside the tent, the followers kept walking. Shen Xu had invited her several times. Shen Zhichun had also come once. Compared with Shen Xu's anxious mood, he was much more stable and his words were meaningful.

"Miss Chu, I know you have a grudge against the Shen family, but this matter is of great importance. Princess Rongdi cannot die in the team welcoming the envoy. The Shen family can bear the blame for failing to provide adequate protection, but the crown prince cannot. His reputation is tarnished, which will shake the foundation of the country and cause disputes between the court and the public..."

"You and I can't be relatives, but we should not be enemies."

As expected, he is Shen Ni’s father.

If bribery doesn't work, try coercion.

Chu Yizhao held his forehead and said, "Don't worry, Duke. The Crown Prince is blessed with great fortune and will not fall into trouble because of this matter."

The person who really caused him to fall was standing outside.

At this time in his previous life, when Wei Yu was in court, he burped and Wei Xingche pressed it into a series of farts.

Chu Yizhao refused to listen and Old Shen also walked out in anger.

Lu Rui brought back a snow sculpture as tall as a person. The snowman was melted by the heater in the tent, his neck was broken, and his head rolled to his side. Chu Yizhao picked it up and threw it outside, and Lu Lin lifted the thick curtain at the right time.

The severed head passed through the tent door and hit Wei Xingche. The snowball collapsed under the force, leaving a dark stain on the ink cloak.

"Can I ask why?"

Chu Yizhao closed his eyes and refused to answer.

Wei Xingche nodded, and the falling snow became smaller, like frost penetrating the fog.

He stood in the vast expanse of white snow, with a felt tent with intricate patterns behind him. The cold wind blew the snowflakes around, and they landed lightly and tenderly on his eyelashes. "Shen Xu will come over soon. If I stop him, can I invite you to the palace for tea after returning to Beijing?"

Chu Yizhao half opened his eyes and thought of Shen Xu's mouth, quoting from classics and talking endlessly, from Yao and Shun to ancestors. If the tongue had a length, Shen Xu's tongue could circle the capital three times.

How come some men talk so much and are so boring, like a conservative wasp, so annoying.

"Okay, but your dad is not allowed to cry."

Wei Xingche chuckled, "Okay."

...

"What shall I do? What shall I do?"

Shen Xu was in a panic. Princess Baili Xi of Rongdi vomited blood and fell into a coma. The imperial physician and the military physician could not diagnose the cause of the disease. Fortunately, there was Chu Yizhao, but now he was blocked by Wei Xingche...

"Bai Lixi is dead, and His Majesty has punished us, so we'll let it go. But the other day, a letter came from the capital saying that His Highness was deprived of power and imprisoned because of the bandit suppression incident, and he couldn't even attend the welcoming banquet. If something happens again, I'm afraid I'll lose His Majesty's favor."

"Shut up." Shen Zhichun sat upright on the felt chair and said coldly, "You can't hold back your words."

"You can't stop the disease. Princess Rongdi is in critical condition. The accompanying imperial physician and their Rong doctors can't cure her. Chu Yizhao is a girl, so it's not certain."

Shen Xu spread his hands helplessly, "Father, is this a problem that can be cured?"