Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

"Haha, just apply the medicine. Why are you blushing?" Zhao Ermu teased.

"That's right, I see, you and Wei Shao are really well matched, and he is the only one who can defeat you." Zhao Sanmu also followed suit.

Zhao Zhizhi felt a little embarrassed by what they said. She glared at the three Zhao brothers and said, "Stop making trouble, you three are all injured, why don't you be honest."

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble." Zhao Yimu and the three of them said quickly.

They all knew the rules, and when they saw that she was carefully treating Wei Shao's wounds, they couldn't make fun of her.

Wei Shao looked at Zhao Zhizhi and couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.

He remembered the scene of the battle just now. Zhao Zhizhi showed no fear in the face of danger and was very calm and composed.

Her bravery and tenacity made his respect and love for her even stronger.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and turned to look out the window at the night.

He knew that this was not the time to express emotions, they had more important tasks to do.

The carriage was driving on the bumpy road, but there was silence in the carriage.

After Zhao Zhizhi took care of everyone's wounds, he sat aside silently, clasping his hands on his knees.

Her heart was filled with uneasiness and doubt.

She knew that this time the danger would not end here, they still had a long way to go.

However, she believed in Wei Shao's ability and wisdom, and believed that they could overcome all difficulties.

"Wei Shao." She called softly.

"Huh?" He turned to look at her, his eyes full of concern.

"I..." She bit her lip and said hesitantly, "I'm a little scared."

"I know." He smiled and held her hand, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

His hands were warm and strong, making her feel extremely at ease.

She nodded gently, "Well, I believe you."

They just held hands and moved forward silently.

The sun has just risen above the head, and the sunlight shines on the earth like a golden ribbon.

The carriage kicked up heavy dust along the way, and they quickly arrived at the next town.

This small town is isolated from the rest of the world, as if time has stood still at this moment.

On both sides of the street, the wooden-structured houses vaguely exude a sense of history, and the mottled marks on the wooden doors seem to record a period of past events.

The wheels of the carriage rolled on the bluestone pavement, making a "gurgling" sound, intertwined with the occasional barking of dogs in the distance to form an ancient movement.

Wei Shao gently shook the horsewhip in his hand, and the carriage slowly drove into the center of the town.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said to Zhao Zhizhi, who was sitting next to him: "Zhizhi, when we get here, let's transfer to the ox cart and go to the next place. The carriage is too conspicuous and easy to be noticed."

"At that time, we will secretly divide our forces into two groups and let people disguise themselves as us to attract the enemy's attention. Then we will return to the capital by water."

Zhao Zhizhi nodded and said, "Okay, everything is at your discretion."

After a group of them got off the bus, they stopped in front of an old-looking inn.

Father Zhao went to discuss with the innkeeper about changing to an oxcart.

Wei Shao stayed behind to arrange other matters for the guard.

Soon, Father Zhao came back with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Everything is arranged," he said. "We can set off after lunch."

Everyone entered the inn and chose a table by the window to sit down.

Outside the window, people were coming and going on the streets of the small town, and various sounds merged into a music of life.

Deliciously colored and fragrant dishes are placed on the table, and the tempting aroma fills the air.

Father Zhao gently picked up a piece of braised pork with chopsticks, his eyes showing nostalgia for the past.

"I remember back then, our life in Xiaohe Village was so comfortable." He said slowly.

Zhao Zhizhi nodded silently. She was always thinking about the folks in the village.

"I've been away for so long and I don't know what's going on in the village. I don't know if those people will search the village or whether the villagers are in danger." She said worriedly.

Seeing this, Wei Shao gently held Zhao Zhizhi's hand, and the warm touch made her heart warm.

"Don't worry, I will send someone back to take a look after a while." He comforted softly.

Zhao Yimu and Zhao Ermu looked at each other, knowing their sister's worries.

Zhao Sanmu gave Zhao Zhizhi a large piece of braised pork. He was not good at words and used actions to express his concern for his sister.

The chatter and laughter of the people around and the clinking of dishes and chopsticks intertwined together, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

In this harmonious atmosphere, Zhao Zhizhi's worries were gradually calmed down by Wei Shao's gentleness.

"Thank you." Zhao Zhizhi smiled.

This smile was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, making Wei Shao's heart soften. He shook his head gently, "Between you and me, why bother saying thank you."

There was a sudden noise on the street outside the window.

Everyone looked out curiously and saw a young man in ragged clothes being surrounded by a group of people.

His thin body looked particularly helpless in the crowd.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Zhizhi couldn't help but stand up. She had an ominous premonition.

The young man looked up and saw Zhao Zhizhi, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Sister Zhao, is that you?"

Zhao Zhizhi was stunned and recognized that the boy was Xiaohu, the orphan in the village.

Her heart clenched suddenly and she hurriedly squeezed into the crowd.

"Xiaohu, why are you here?"

Zhao Zhizhi asked, turning back to gesture to Wei Shao.

Wei Shao nodded and motioned to his men to investigate the situation.

Xiaohu's eyes were red, "A group of strangers came to the village. They asked questions. I accidentally heard them mention your name, and then I searched all the way."

Zhao Zhizhi's expression changed, "What do those people look like? Did they attack the villagers?"

Xiaohu shook his head, "They have their faces covered, so you can't see clearly. But I don't think they are good people. Everyone in the village is hiding, for fear of being discovered by them."

The worry in Zhao Zhizhi's heart surged like a tide. She held Xiaohu's hand tightly and said, "Don't worry, I will go back to protect everyone."

Wei Shao came over and said in a deep voice: "Zhizhi, don't worry too much. I will send people to secretly protect Xiaohe Village and ensure the safety of the villagers."

Zhao Zhizhi nodded gratefully, "Thank you, Wei Shao."

Wei Shao said, "It's all my fault."

He gently patted the back of Zhao Zhizhi's hand, conveying silent comfort.

"Xiaohu, thank you for coming to deliver the news to me. You can stay with us from now on." Zhao Zhizhi said to Xiaohu.

"Okay, Sister Zhao!"

Xiaohu smiled and nodded.

Zhao Zhizhi took Xiaohu back to the inn and ordered him something to eat.

Zhao Zhizhi, Wei Shao and others discussed the next action plan.

Outside the window, there was peace and quiet.

However, in this tranquility, an undercurrent surged, and they did not dare to take it lightly.