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

Ji Yu arrived outside the courtyard when the sun was rising. He seemed to be in a very good mood, humming a little tune while pinching his waist. He was wearing a thin jacket embroidered with gold thread, a tiger-head belt, a gorgeous crown and tassels. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the black iron mask on the upper half of his face showed a bit of joy.

Ji Yu greeted the woman who was leaving, "Miss, how are you doing?"

He called her Miss so smoothly that Chu Yizhao felt his fists itch, but he ignored her. The servants who followed him out performed their duties, some reported to the officials, some delivered letters, and they passed by him without even glancing at him.

Ji Yu took root like an old monk in meditation. Chu Yizhao saw his rogue appearance and waved him forward.

"I don't have any horses here that need to be kept. If I want to pay back the money, I can do some odd jobs."

Ji Yu thought that he would be despised and driven away in the next few days, but he did not expect that he would win a great victory. Chu Yizhao was relieved and clapped his hands immediately.

"Snapped!"

"This is what you said, don't go back on it!"

Chu Yizhao rubbed his ears and said, "It's OK as long as you can bear it."

"Ha." Ji Yu said disdainfully.

What's a handyman? When he was at the border, he even carried manure. "Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

She signaled Ji Yu to look inside with her eyes.

There were several mahogany boxes stacked in a square shape in the courtyard, with several packages piled on top, making them bulging. Two or three maids were running around to put more packages in. Chang Nian stood beside the boxes, counting the packages with books in his hand.

Ji Yu was puzzled, "You want to move?"

Chu Yizhao said, "Go home. The New Year is coming. There is no one in charge at home, and the affairs are in disarray. I have to go back to take charge."

Ji Yu was half-believing and half-doubting these words. He had already passed the 20th birthday and had already bought everything he needed. Why didn't he go back at the beginning of the month? But he had just gotten lucky, so he didn't say much and went in to move the boxes in an orderly manner.

When he touched the box, there was a mess.

"What's in this box? It's so heavy!"

The heavy wooden box made a tinkling sound from inside, and the hard box almost blew the mask off Ji Yu's face.

Chang Nian scrolled through the manual and said, "Clothes for the four seasons, vases for the table, tables, chairs, benches, pots, bowls, and pans."

The brush in his hand tapped the big box in Ji Yu's arms, "This contains a disassembled small couch."

"you…"

Ji Yu held his breath and carried the boxes onto the car, holding onto the edge of the car and panting, "Why are you taking these home? Can the Marquis' Mansion lose a bed?"

Chu Yizhao's face was full of meaning, "You don't understand."

"Why don't I understand? It's just partiality." Ji Yu disagreed.

He had heard about Chu Yizhao's family affairs, and he felt a sense of sympathy for them, but Chu Yizhao was different from him. The Marquis' Mansion was her home, and the one guarding the mansion was her eldest brother, who could do without her bed.

In Ji Yu's opinion, Chu Yizhao's move was just to pretend to be pitiful and to give a warning to the new sister-in-law who had had friction with her.

"Behaving like this will not arouse sympathy from others, but will only backfire."

Chu Yizhao rarely responded.

She glanced at the wrinkled red mark between Ji Yu's eyebrows and said, "Forget it if you can't move it. I see you..."

"Who said I can't move it!"

Ji Yu could not stand the provocation, "This general attacked the Khitan camp at night, but he carried 200 kilograms of gunpowder. It would be no problem to carry ten more of this broken box."

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the yard.

Chu Yizhao followed him. This warrior could not tell the difference between good and bad words.

After a stick of incense.

The luggage filled two large carts, and people who had gone out returned one after another. Ji Yu leaned against the wheel, going back and forth seven or eight times, and was so tired that he sat on the ground and gasped for breath.

Heavy objects were no problem for him, but he was injured and had not recovered well. Every time his chest rose and fell, it felt like a needle prick.

Next to them, everyone was ready to go. Chu Yizhao told Chang Nian to keep an eye on the gate and "Clean up the pharmacy at home and get rid of all the snakes, insects, rats and ants."

Chang Nian nodded, his brows lowered.

Chu Yizhao was very worried about his listless appearance and softened his voice, "President Quan sent us a letter a few days ago, inviting us to have tea. I think he is bored, so you can take some things with you to have a look. And Master Quan, he is half your teacher, so you should also take some things with you to have a look, don't stay bored in the room."

Chang Nian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, which was a silent response.

Chu Yizhao took his men away.

Chu Yizhao was in a low mood as she had to go back to that terrible place again. She was worried about Lu Lin's injury.

When she learned that Chu Huai would not return to Beijing for the New Year, she was extremely happy. In her first New Year after her rebirth, she naturally wanted to spend it with her close ones, but at the beginning of the year, such a thing happened. She didn't know whether Wei Xingli could find the Fuyang grass.

"My niece is leaving, aren't you going out to see her off?"

Feng Zhi asked the man behind him through the crack in the door.

Wei Xingli stood in the yard, with her hair untied. Her soft hair covered her eyebrows and eyes, making it impossible to tell her emotion.

"After all, we have to leave."

Feng Zhi turned his head suspiciously, "Has she not woken up yet? Normally, when my niece comes home a little late, she jumps up three feet high. Why is she pretending to be so cool now?"

Wei Xingli remained silent, but his hands exerted so much force that they almost crushed the letter in his palm.

On the letter paper were Chu Yizhao's speculation about the Fuyang grass, as well as the four words "No need to see me off".

The force of the strokes can be seen through the back of the paper, revealing the writer's deliberateness and eagerness.

This ungrateful little bastard made him live like a rat in a gutter every day, feeling very depressed.

But he didn't have the ability to promise her a long-term relationship. He wanted a formal status but didn't dare to ask for it. He wanted to see the light of day but had too many concerns. He hoped that it would come true and didn't, and he was extremely conflicted.

Now even his desire to see her every day was destroyed. Wei Xingli narrowed his eyes, the light in his eyes was sharp and mixed with a little playfulness.

"In the past, I thought Qu An was narrow-minded, even more narrow-minded than an ordinary person, but I didn't expect his sister to be even narrower-minded.

Lu Feng, go to the palace and inform His Majesty that my doctor has left. I feel very uncomfortable and will have a serious illness that will last for a few months at the shortest and half a year at the longest. There is no need to call me to the palace banquet anymore."

"…Yes."

Feng Zhi's eyes twitched. How could he have the nerve to say that others were petty? He had never seen anyone inform others in advance when they were sick.

Qiaoyu hurriedly passed by the corridor carrying a basin of water and did not see the two people in the yard.

Feng Zhi looked at her back and said, "Even if I can convince my junior brother to help me get the herbs, it will take at least three days to go from Shangjing to Bozhou and back. I'm afraid Lu Lin won't survive until tomorrow."

As he was talking, a ray of silver light flashed down from above. Feng Zhi squinted his eyes and saw a smiling young man squatting on the wall. The silver ornaments on his body reflected the morning light, as if a cloud of morning sun had fallen and enveloped him.

"Don't worry, Doctor Feng, Fuyang grass is not only found in Bozhou. Your Highness is sending his subordinates to grab it, oh no, to buy it~"

Lu Xu covered his mouth.

I accidentally let it slip, hehe.

"Whose..."

Feng Zhi was stunned.

Who else could there be in the capital city with the surname Chi?

"Her Royal Highness, the Consort of Xianfu Palace."

Feng Zhi shook his head at the man who was rolling up the paper ball. "No, no, the key is not whether it exists, but whether it works. Not all poisons in the world can be alleviated by using cold and heat. Otherwise, so many people would not have died from poison."

He took a few steps forward, his expression excited, "You know why I stayed here. It's fine to be the crown prince, but if you want to be the favor of the favored concubine for a far-fetched antidote, don't blame me for being merciless."

Concubine Xian gave birth to the sixth prince, who was the youngest son of Emperor Yuan'an. Since ancient times, the youngest son has always been the favored son in the family, but in the royal family, being favored is not a good thing.

He thought about it in his mind, and suddenly met Wei Xingli's disgusted eyes, "By the time Wei Xuan grows up, I will have turned into dust and dry bones. It's natural for me to be stupid."

"?" Feng Zhi suddenly yelled and ran away, "Who is stupid?! It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin. Okay, okay, go ahead and make trouble. You will regret it later."

Wei Xingli's eyes gradually deepened, and Lu Xu's cold voice came to his ears.

"Your Highness, do you want to get rid of him?"