On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Inside the post house.

Princess Ninth sat on the edge of the bed with her eyes slightly closed.

The maid was lying on the bed with her forehead bandaged and medicine on her neck, but the bruises from Huo Changhe's pinch were still shocking.

Her arm was also injured. She was thrown out by Huo Changhe and hit the Duobao shelf. Her back was bruised. Her arm was hit by a large vase poured on the grid and almost broke.

The maid opened her eyes and glanced at the Ninth Princess: "Have any of them been here?"

The Ninth Princess also opened her eyes after hearing this: "No, except for the doctor who sent medicine, no one else has been here."

"You can rest in peace and recuperate, I will take care of the other things, and I will never let your injuries be in vain."

The maid closed her eyes again and said nothing, but her face was gloomy and her chest heaved.

Yan Ruyu was also exhausted. After Sun Zhuji arrived, Huo Changhe accompanied her back to the hospital to rest.

"Is the abbot awake?"

"Not yet, Beibei and Quandao are on guard. If there is news, they will report it. The whistle has gone near the inn." Huo Changhe's voice was filled with coldness. "Although she is imprisoned in the inn, she can still control the people in the academy." There must still be a way to get in touch with the outside world.”

"Let the bee whistle look around to see if you can find anything."

"Where is her guard of honor?" Yan Ruyu asked.

"We have passed Shencheng." Huo Changhe replied, "Changxu said that the person who arrested him was going to Shencheng, and should be meeting up with the honor guard."

"The Ninth Princess asked about Prince Yong. The prince thinks that she asked casually, or did she have other intentions?"

"It's impossible to say this casually with this level of status," Huo Changhe held her hand. "Since I am going to marry Prince Yong, I must have investigated clearly. She asked just to test whether I still have contact with the capital. Or, do you want to take advantage of this opportunity to return to Beijing?”

Yan Ruyu was slightly surprised: "Going back to Beijing?"

"In their eyes," Huo Changhe chuckled with a sarcastic tone, "I will definitely be depressed because I was wronged and exiled, and I want to go back to clear my name and clear my name. Although the Ninth Princess is Princess Dacheng, she is from the royal family after all. Dacheng is not weak, and she wants to marry into the royal family, so as long as she opens her mouth, she can let me return to the capital. "

"Whether she can be cleared of the crime or not is a matter of debate, but if she asked me to escort her, I believe the court would not refuse."

"It's no secret that I have a good relationship with the Sixth Prince. If I can use her influence to return to the capital, wouldn't it be because she and the Sixth Prince have a closer relationship before I meet them?"

Yan Ruyu laughed briefly: "There are so many twists and turns here. If I didn't think about it carefully, I really wouldn't be able to figure it out."

"This is politics. It is the result of many people's careful thinking. Since it has been understood by others, it will be done for the sake of profit."

Huo Changhe's sarcasm became more intense: "It's ridiculous that our court and those officials, just for the sake of temporary comfort and no need for disputes, would actually agree to a marriage, and they are not afraid of being ridiculed by the world."

Yan Ruyu sighed softly: "I don't know if the Sixth Prince is prepared. Looking at the Ninth Princess, she doesn't seem to be easy to get along with."

Huo Changhe nodded and said nothing.

Back in the yard, Huo Changhe warmed the room and asked Yan Ruyu to lie down and rest quickly.

She was indeed very tired and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Huo Changhe didn't leave even an inch, he was guarding her in the room, sitting at the table and looking at the border map.

Yan Ruyu slept until the afternoon. When she was about to wake up, she was awakened by the sound of the space.

"Zi...ru..."

Yan Ruyu entered the space consciously, and lay on the lawn to recover for a while. The hidden fox came to find her, lying down next to her head and looking at her.

Yan Ruyu touched its fur: "Did you hear anything?"

As if to confirm her statement, there was another "Zi...Zi..." sound.

Zanghu's ears twitched and he nodded.

"This voice," Yan Ruyu stood up and looked up into the distance, "is a bit like when the abbot sent me a message before I met him."

Yan Ruyu waited for a while, and another sound came from the space.

"Zi...Ruyu...I...Zi..."

Yan Ruyu heard clearly this time, it was indeed the abbot's voice!

Is there something wrong with his space? Why is the call sound so messed up?

Yan Ruyu took Zanghu out of the space and immediately got out of bed, wanting to see the abbot.

Huo Changhe was at the foot of the steps outside, whispering something to Yin Ding. When he saw her coming out, he turned around and said, "Are you awake? Why aren't you wearing a big cloak?"

"I forgot for a moment, I have to go see the abbot."

Huo Changhe went into the room to get the cloak and put it on her: "Okay, you go first, I'll come after I finish talking to Yin Ding."

Yan Ruyu was worried about the abbot, so she took Zanghu to the abbot's yard without hesitation.

Huo Changhe looked away: "Continue."

Yin Ding said: "It is said that Lu Si was ill for a period of time, for about half a year, he was always ill in bed."

"What disease?"

"It's said to be a panic attack."

Huo Changhe was confused: "Frightened? What is he frightened about? Executioners, butchers, people in this profession are very courageous and murderous. Let alone ordinary people, even the rumored evil spirits don't dare to get close to them."

He gave a short laugh: "What would he be afraid of getting sick?"

Yin Ding said: "My subordinates also thought this was strange. I checked with the doctor who treated him back then and he said he was frightened by the slaughtered pigs. His father wouldn't let him talk at that time."

Huo Changhe was surprised: "Scared by the slaughter of pigs? This is what his family does. He has been exposed to it since childhood. Will he be frightened by this?"

"That's what the doctor said. He said that this Lu Si has actually been weak since he was a child and not very courageous. Many butchers, especially those who have been passed down from generation to generation, have been practicing with him since they were young. But he is not. He is very big. They all started learning after they got married.”

"I'm so timid. Even after watching it several times, let alone learning it, I was scared to death."

"His father was also angry and forced him to watch it. Later he became frightened and sick."

Huo Changhe frowned: "But he didn't look scared when he was in the military camp, and he did take over this matter."

"Indeed, this is the strange thing," Yin Ding said. "It is said that he was ill for half a year. After he recovered, he became bolder. He dared to follow and watch it, and he dared to do it himself. There was no problem at all."

"Furthermore, the more you practice this skill, the better it gets. There is a saying... it's called unwinding a cow, and this is what he does to untie a pig."

Huo Changhe narrowed his eyes slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

Yin Ding continued: "My subordinates also felt that this matter was fishy and wondered if he was lying. Therefore, before coming to report to the prince, I went to the small courtyard to have a look."

Huo Changhe was suspicious of this: "How?"

"Back to the prince, his face is real, not disguised. My subordinates have carefully examined it and there are no scars at all. It is not a skin-changing face."

Yin Ding followed along all the way and saw all kinds of weird and weird things, and he thought more carefully about it.

"It means that he is indeed Lu Si. He was timid before, but after an illness, he became bolder?"

Huo Changhe always felt that something was not right.