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

After breakfast, Yan Ruyu felt Miss Qi's pulse and performed acupuncture.

Many thanks to the Qi family.

"how do you feel?"

Ms. Qi was overjoyed: "I feel that my lower abdomen is no longer covered with ice like before, as if...the ice has melted."

Yan Ruyu smiled slightly: "That's good."

"Take your medicine on time and change the prescription when the time comes. Don't worry, Miss Qi, you will definitely recover as before."

There were tears in Miss Qi's eyes. Only those who have been tortured by illness for a long time know how valuable health is.

Mrs. Qi also wiped away her tears: "Princess, please rest a while, I will go to the prison to see King Yi."

Yan Ruyu said: "I will go with you."

"Doesn't he recognize you? This..."

"It's okay, madam, please find me a set of maid's clothes."

Mrs. Qi ordered people to prepare. Yan Ruyu borrowed Miss Qi's dressing table to apply a little makeup on her face. After a while, she seemed to be a different person.

Even though there was no mask or anything like that, Miss Qi was still watching without blinking, and she didn't know which step she missed, but Yan Ruyu changed.

"Princess, you really have skillful hands." She admired sincerely.

Yan Ruyu changed into maid clothes and asked Mrs. Qi's mother-in-law to help her style her hair in a simple style, making her look like a little maid.

Mrs. Qi looked left and right: "Zhenzhen'er can't tell that we are the same person."

Yan Ruyu pursed her lips slightly: "Madam, don't tell the prince later."

Mrs. Qi understood: "Okay."

Mrs. Qi took her out of the house, where Huo Changhe and Qi Delong were talking in a low voice.

"I'll go there," Mrs. Qi said.

"Okay, then I will go back to the study in a while," Chidron nodded.

Huo Changhe nodded slightly: "Thank you, madam."

Mrs. Qi suppressed her laughter: "Well, your lord, please wait a moment."

Huo Changhe's eyes quickly glanced towards the back room. After all, Miss Qi was inside, and it was hard for him to look at her or urge her.

It wasn't until Mrs. Qi took Yan Ruyu out that he glanced at Yan Ruyu and felt that the back looked a bit like Yan Ruyu.

It was the first time in Yiwang's life that he was in jail, and so was Wu Ximeng.

Wu Ximeng was furious, beating and cursing in the prison cell. He received more than a dozen whips on his own and finally became honest.

King Yi was calmer than him, suppressing his emotions and remaining silent.

It was impossible to sleep, so I picked a handful of slightly dry grass and refused to lean against the wall while sitting. As soon as I sat until dawn, my already uncomfortable body seemed to fall apart and regroup.

Not to mention breakfast, black-faced steamed buns as hard as rocks and watery porridge. Even if King Yi was dizzy from hunger, these things couldn't open his mouth.

Wu Ximeng's eyes turned red: "Your Highness, Qi Delong won't just leave us here and ignore us, right? No one knows we are here now."

King Yi's heart skipped a beat, and his vision turned a little dark. He still felt a little lucky: "No."

Wu Ximeng didn't quite believe it, but it was hard to say any more.

After waiting and hoping, I finally heard footsteps and curses outside.

"You are all blind! You actually escorted His Royal Highness King Yi here. How audacious!"

King Yi was excited and finally saw hope - even though it was a woman.

Wu Ximeng grabbed the railing and looked out, loudly saying: "Here, His Highness is here!"

Yan Ruyu followed Mrs. Qi and walked in slowly. Mrs. Qi spoke in a hurry, but her steps were not fast at all.

When they got closer, in the dim light, Yan Ruyu almost couldn't recognize the two people in front of her, let alone Mrs. Qi.

King Yi's clothes were torn in several places, and there was a long cut at the corner of his robe. The cloth was trembling, and his boots were extremely dirty.

Looking at his face, he saw that his face was gray and haggard, with a bruise on his forehead, a little black circle under his right eye, a few bloody streaks on both sides of his face, a red and purple corner of his mouth, and chapped lips.

Yan Ruyu suppressed the crazily raised corners of her mouth and glanced down at Mrs. Qi's hand.

Mrs. Qi pinched herself, probably because she was afraid of laughing.

"Oh, is this... His Highness King Yi? It's been more than three years since we last saw each other. I haven't seen you for a long time. Your Highness looks quite haggard."

King Yi: ...What have I experienced? Can you not feel haggard?

"Mrs. Qi," King Yi sighed, "You came just in time, I, the King..."

"This is not the place to talk. Your Highness, you'd better go out with me and talk later!"

Wu Xi snorted: "Why don't you see Qi Delong coming?"

Yan Ruyu turned her head to look at him. This guy was not as impressive as before. The clothes on his body were worse than those of King Yi. There were streaks of blood on him, and there were wounds on the back of his hands and face, as if he had been whipped by a whip.

Mrs. Qi's smile did not change, her eyes turned around him: "This is..."

"I am Wu Ximeng, the former protector of Sucheng!"

"Oh, it turns out you were the former city protector," Mrs. Qi nodded, "How disrespectful. What is your current position?"

Wu Ximeng: "I..."

"Your Highness, my husband is seriously ill and has been bedridden for several days. If not for this, there would not have been such a misunderstanding. For you to come here, it would not be my turn to pick you up."

"If you and the former city protector are dissatisfied," Mrs. Qi paused, "otherwise, if I go back and have my husband brought here to apologize to you, what do you think?"

King Yi didn't want to stay here any longer, so he forced a smile and said, "Madam, you are serious. I didn't know that General Qi was ill, but I came unexpectedly."

"What do you want to say, Your Highness? Please tell me."

She stepped aside and King Yi walked in front. Wu Ximeng was about to follow, but Mrs. Qi took the lead in walking up.

Just as Wu Ximeng was about to leave, Yan Ruyu followed Mrs. Qi and squeezed him to the end.

Wu Xi snorted: "A maid, so ignorant of the rules!"

Mrs. Qi looked back at him, and Yan Ruyu's eyes indicated that she should ignore him.

Outside, Mrs. Qi said: "Your Highness, your horse is here, and I am in front to guide you."

King Yi choked, and didn't even prepare a carriage for him? He is already like this, and you still want him to ride a horse?

Wu Ximeng wanted to speak again, and Mrs. Qi said: "Your Highness, I will see my husband soon. There is a mute servant beside him. I will inform you in advance to avoid you thinking that his silence is rude to you."

"Dumb?"

"Exactly, I used to have a bad tongue, and talked nonsense without knowing the rules. My husband tried to teach him but he couldn't change it. One night when he went to sleep, he dreamed of Yama, and he cut off his tongue with tongue scissors. I thought it was just a dream. , and when I woke up, I really couldn’t speak.”

After Mrs. Qi said this, she turned around and got into the carriage, and Yan Ruyu got up with her.

King Yi was so angry that he turned over on his horse, his bones and joints aching.

Smoke was rising from Wu Ximeng's head. Mrs. Qi's words were almost pointed at his nose and scolded. How could he not understand?

"Your Highness," Wu Ximeng whispered, "Is Qi Delong really sick? I can't see it."

"Let's talk about it when we meet the person," King Yi tightened his grip on the reins, "No matter what, I will borrow troops."

In the carriage, Mrs. Qi burst into laughter and said, "Your Majesty, I see that he is not much better than a beggar. King Yi has always prided himself on his outstanding appearance and attaches great importance to image. He probably never expected that he would be like this."

Yan Ruyu chuckled: "Where are you now? What are you afraid of if you lose your image? I want him to keep his life as well."