On the other hand, Princess Anxi had spent a lot of time at Young Master Huang's house, but her life was really unsatisfactory.
On this day, the sun shone on the ground through the window frame. Princess Anxi was carrying a bucket of water with difficulty, and her beautiful face was full of fatigue and grievance.
She bit her lip, her eyes were full of stubbornness and helplessness, and she thought to herself: "I was originally a golden branch and a jade leaf, but now I am bullied here."
Several servants gathered around, crossed their waists, and looked mean. One of them shouted loudly: "Hurry up! You can't do this job well!"
Princess Anxi raised her head and glared at the man fiercely. There seemed to be anger burning in her eyes, but she finally endured it and continued to work silently.
On that day, Princess Anxi finished all the work and dragged her tired body back to the small and simple room.
She collapsed on the bed and looked at the dilapidated roof, and tears finally burst out from her eyes.
"What did I do wrong and I'm going to be treated like this?" she asked herself over and over again.
The next day, before dawn, Princess Anxi was rudely called to work by her servants.
Her eyes were empty and she mechanically repeated the heavy labor, as if she had lost her soul.
As the days passed, Princess Anxi became thinner and thinner, and her face became pale.
But those servants did not have any sympathy and still used her more and more forcefully.
Finally one day, Young Master Huang somehow remembered Princess Anxi Linglong.
Linglong is the name he named after entering the Huang family.
On that day, he walked to the place where the servants lived and saw many people sitting there laughing, only Linglong was working hard.
Young Master Huang frowned slightly, his face full of confusion, and he asked, "What's going on?"
The servants were instantly panicked when they heard Young Master Huang's voice and their faces turned pale.
Linglong heard the voice of Young Master Huang, as if she had seen the savior. She stopped the work in her hand and hurried over with tears in her eyes. She said aggrievedly: "Young Master, these are not my job at all, but they insisted that I do it."
Young Master Huang looked at Linglong's haggard face and scarred hands, and anger surged in his heart.
"You are so brave!" Young Master Huang shouted angrily, his eyes swept across the servants with sharp eyes.
At this time, the servants lowered their heads and their bodies trembled slightly, and they did not dare to look at Young Master Huang.
Young Master Huang turned to look at Linglong, his tone was slightly relieved, and he said, "Linglong, you have been wronged."
Linglong bit her lip, her eyes full of gratitude, and she whispered: "Thank you, Young Master, for your clarity."
Young Master Huang snorted coldly and said sternly to the servants: "From today on, whoever dares to bully Linglong will definitely be spared!" The servants were timid and nodded repeatedly to say yes.
Young Master Huang looked at Linglong with a hint of guilt in his eyes and said gently: "Linglong, if someone bullies you again in the future, come and tell me directly."
Linglong nodded slightly, with a hint of peace of mind in her eyes.
After Young Master Huang left, the servants glared at Linglong fiercely, and one of them muttered in a low voice: "Hmph, don't think it's great if you have the Young Master support."
Linglong felt nervous when she heard this, but when she thought of Mr. Huang's words, she mustered up the courage and replied: "I'm just doing what I should do, don't go too far!"
In the following days, although those servants did not dare to bully Linglong openly, they would occasionally roll their eyes and say cold words to her.
Linglong just pretended that she hadn't seen or heard, and was still working silently.
One day, Linglong was about to go back to the room after finishing her work, when she suddenly heard the servants plotting in the corner.
"You can't just let her go, you have to find a way to make her suffer again."
"Yes, otherwise we will have any more power in the future."
Linglong was nervous, but she secretly told herself that she must deal with it carefully.
Xi Yu and the other four stayed in Qingzhou for a night, and the night enveloped the small town, quiet and peaceful.
Inside the room, Cheng Yu sat by the bed, his expression was dull, his brows frowned, and his heart was filled with sadness and parting.
"I don't know when I will meet with the Prime Minister tomorrow?" he murmured to himself, his eyes showing deep reluctance and worry.
Xi Yu noticed Cheng Yu's depression and comforted him: "Don't be so sad. As long as you do things for the people and make some achievements, it will be better than anything else."
The next day, Xi Yu and the other four set off to leave in the rising sun.
On the other side, in the dark and humid prison, Mrs. Hua Yue was imprisoned here by Zhou Yu.
A few days passed and after confirming that Zhao Yun was fine, Zhou Yu planned to release her.
At this moment, Mrs. Hua Yue looked haggard, her hair was messy, and her eyes were empty and unconscious.
She leaned against the cold wall, her heart was ashamed, full of despair and regret: "I didn't expect everything to be ruined. What should I do in the future?"
When the prison guard opened the prison door and told her that she was about to be released, Mrs. Hua Yue slowly raised her head, without a trace of joy on her face.
When Zhou Yu saw her, he frowned slightly and said, "You go, I miss Zhao Yun for nothing this time, and I will not pursue you anymore."
Mrs. Hua Yue stood up with difficulty, her voice hoarse: "Where can I go if I end up like this?"
Zhou Yu snorted: "You are responsible for your own actions and you will do it yourself."
Mrs. Hua Yue staggered out of the prison and looked at the sky outside, tears blurring her eyes.
Mrs. Hua Yue walked aimlessly with heavy steps, and her former glory and current downturn kept appearing in her mind.
"I used to call the wind and rain, but now I have fallen into such a field." She murmured to herself, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
At this time, a former subordinate passed by her and saw her current appearance. He was shocked at first, and then showed a look of contempt: "Hmph, you have today too!"
Mrs. Hua Yue's body trembled and she glared: "You ungrateful thing!"
His subordinate sneered: "Why do you still think you are the master? Your den is gone, you are nothing!" After that, he left.
Mrs. Hua Yue was so angry that she trembled all over, but she could do nothing. She found a corner and squatted down, hugged her knees with her hands, and tears burst out again: "Can I really finish like this?"
I don’t know how long it took, but night fell, Mrs. Hua Yue still squatted there blankly, full of confusion and fear about the future.
After a while, Mrs. Hua Yue walked aimlessly on the street. Her eyes were empty and her steps were empty, and she was completely in a state of dismay.
The makeup on my face has long been worn out, my hair is messy, and the style of the past is gone.
At this time, an old woman walking on the road noticed her.
The old woman's eyes were shrewd and philanthropist. Seeing that Mrs. Hua Yue was still somewhat handsome, she suddenly felt a bad idea in her heart.
The old woman smiled and walked forward quickly, and said with great sincerity: "Oh, this girl, look at your appearance, but what difficulties have you encountered?"
Mrs. Hua Yue raised her head and glanced at the old woman. Her eyes were full of numbness and she said weakly: "What do you have to do with you?"
The old woman didn't care and said enthusiastically: "Miss, don't be so arrogant. Maybe I can help."
She thought to herself: "This girl looks good. If she can use it for me, she will definitely make a profit."
Mrs. Hua Yue sneered: "Can you help me? Stop joking."
The old woman grabbed Mrs. Hua Yue's arm and leaned close to her and said, "Girl, believe me and tell me, maybe there is a way."
Mrs. Hua Yue was still silent, her eyes were dull, as if she had not heard the old woman's words.
Seeing this, the old woman gritted her teeth and said directly: "Miss, I won't hide it from you anymore. I am a madam. Seeing that you are beautiful, I hope you can enter my romantic place and ensure that you are delicious and spicy."
When Mrs. Hua Yue heard this, she suddenly opened her eyes wide open, her face turned red, and she raised her hand and prepared to hit the old woman, roaring: "You shameless thing, dare to humiliate me so much!"
The old woman was so scared that she took a few steps back, protecting her hands in front of her, and said in panic: "Why are you so fierce? You can't just forget it." After that, she turned around and prepared to leave.
The old woman had just walked a few steps, but Mrs. Hua Yue's trembling voice came from behind her: "Wait, I promise you."
The old woman turned around in surprise and saw Mrs. Hua Yue bit her lip tightly, her eyes full of despair and determination, and tears rolled in her eyes.
She thought to herself: "Forget it, there is no other way now."
The old woman immediately smiled in surprise and walked back quickly, saying, "Girl, have you figured it out? Don't worry, following me, I won't lose you."
Mrs. Hua Yue took a deep breath and said coldly: "I just hope you don't lie to me."
So, Mrs. Huayue followed the woman to a place called Taohuayuan.
As soon as he entered the yard, Mrs. Hua Yue was shocked by the scene in front of her.
A group of women wearing heavy makeup were laughing and playing in the yard, and the fragrance of powder mixed with noise came to their faces.
On the other side, Xi Yu and others continued to rush forward, and before they knew it, they had already left halfway.
Xi Yu suddenly felt aroused in his heart, turned to everyone and said, "I want to go to Wuhuan to see, I don't know how Meng Huo is doing there." His eyes were filled with concern and expectation.
Ouyang Linlin raised her head slightly, met Xi Yu's gaze, and replied with a smile: "It's rare to come out once, so go and have a look." Her face was filled with excitement, and a curious light flashed in her eyes.
Seeing that she was so happy, Xi Yu was overjoyed and waved her hand: "Okay, let's go to Wuhuan!"
The sound of horse hooves started, and the group galloped towards Wuhuan.
In Wuhuan, Meng Huo has been worried these days.
He sat alone in the room, with the table in front of him filled with wine pots, his whole body looked haggard and his eyes were covered with bloodshot.
Mrs. Zhurong walked into the room and saw Meng Huo's appearance. She frowned and walked forward quickly, snatched the wine pot from his hand, and said angrily: "Stop drinking it! How can you solve the problem with such depression?"
Meng Huo raised his head, his eyes were blurred, and he said drunk: "I'm in a bad mood, let me drink it, let me drink it!"
Mrs. Zhurong looked at his decadent appearance and felt angry and pity. She sighed and said, "What can you change if you give up on yourself like this?"
Meng Huo pushed Mrs. Zhurong away, picked up a pot of wine, and muttered: "I don't care, I feel so bitter!"
Mrs. Zhurong shook her head helplessly and sighed again: "Forget it, you can do it yourself."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
She stood outside the camp, looking at the sky, and was worried: "What should I do if I continue like this?"
At this moment, a man with agile body came over. His face was strong and his eyes were firm. It was Zhao Hainan, a soldier who had always followed Meng Huo loyally, who has now become a general.
When Zhao Hainan saw Mrs. Zhu Rong's face was sad, she stepped forward and bowed with her fists, saying, "Madam, the lord is in a bad mood recently, so you still have to care more." His tone was full of concern and anxiety.
Mrs. Zhu Rong frowned and said helplessly: "Why didn't I persuade you? But he didn't listen at all. He is drunk now." After that, he sighed softly, his face full of sorrow.
Zhao Hainan gritted his teeth and said, "It's not a solution for the lord to be so depressed. The situation in our Wuhuan is still waiting for the lord to cheer up and make an idea."
A trace of worry flashed in Mrs. Zhu Rong's eyes, and she shook her head slightly and said, "I don't know, but I can't do anything about this now."
Zhao Hainan continued to smile and said, "Madam, in fact, the lord gave me the matter and asked me to lead the troops to solve it. I can be alone for the lord. I just don't want to see my lord so depressed."
He looked at Mrs. Zhurong with confidence and loyalty on his face.
Mrs. Zhurong was slightly moved and said, "General Zhao is loyal and commendable."
Zhao Hainan looked serious and bowed: "Madam, I will be loyal to my lord for the sun and the moon. I just hope that my lord can restore his former glory as soon as possible and lead us to make a breakthrough in this Wuhuan."
Mrs. Zhurong nodded slightly, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes: "I hope so."
Zhao Hainan frowned and said, "Madam, this matter could have been reported to the court, but the lord just wasn't happy and thought it was too embarrassing."
There was a hint of helplessness and anxiety in his tone, and his face was filled with worry.
Mrs. Zhu Rong's eyes were deep, and after pondering for a moment, she said, "Now I can only take one step at a time, but I'd better see how things develop."
She was also very confused. She felt sorry for Meng Huo's stubbornness and was worried that the situation would become worse.
Zhao Hainan nodded solemnly and said, "Madam, then I will step down first. If there is any order, I will summon you at any time."
After saying that, he bowed respectfully and turned around and retreated.
Looking at Zhao Hainan's departure, Mrs. Zhu Rong sighed lightly, praying silently in her heart that things could turn around.
Mrs. Zhurong returned to the room again and saw Meng Huo collapsed on the table, muttering something in a vague way, and she was already drunk.
Her eyes were filled with care, she shook her head gently, and whispered to herself: "Husband, why are you doing this?"
Mrs. Zhurong walked over slowly, brought a quilt, and carefully draped it on Meng Huo.
Looking at Meng Huo's drunken look, she frowned and thought to herself: "The things here cannot be hidden like this anymore. They should be reported to the Prime Minister, otherwise I will go to Youzhou. But I am reluctant to leave my husband. Oh, I'd better write a letter, while he is asleep, otherwise he will not agree."
Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhurong no longer hesitated, quickly brought paper and pen, sat aside and started writing letters.
Her expression was very focused, and every word was written very seriously. She silently prayed in her heart that the letter could be delivered in time and resolved the current dilemma.
After a while, Mrs. Zhurong wrote a letter, got up and walked out of the yard.
She looked serious, glanced around eagerly, and shouted, "Come!"
A soldier hurried over with confusion on his face.
Mrs. Zhurong handed him the letter and said firmly: "Please give this letter to Xi Yu, go and return quickly!"
The soldier was stunned, with hesitation and embarrassment on his face, and whispered: "Madam, the lord is unwilling to report the matter here to the top, small..."
Mrs. Zhurong glared at the soldier, raised her voice and said, "This is my order, I will bear all the responsibilities!"
The soldier felt Mrs. Zhurong's determination and did not dare to hesitate anymore. He nodded and responded: "Yes, madam, let's go now!" After saying that, he took the letter and turned around and ran away.
Mrs. Zhurong looked at the soldiers' backs away and prayed silently in her heart: "I hope this letter can resolve the crisis."
The soldiers were carrying letters and whipped the horses all the way, not daring to delay any delay.
He was also a little nervous, not knowing what consequences he would bring about this letter.
After the soldiers left, Mrs. Zhurong returned to the room, sat next to Meng Huo, gently held his hand, and murmured to himself: "Husband, don't blame me for taking my own actions, this is also for our future."
Suddenly, the sky began to become gloomy, and the originally blue sky seemed to be quickly covered by a huge gray curtain.
The dark clouds rolled like turbulent waves, stacking together layer by layer, pressing lower and lower, as if they were about to swallow the entire earth.
Immediately afterwards, dazzling lightning flashes shuttled through the dark clouds like silver snakes, instantly illuminating the dim world pale.
With such deafening thunder, Meng Huo still slept like a dead pig, without any awareness of the storm outside.
While hurriedly closing the doors and windows, Mrs. Zhurong muttered: "This thunder is so scary!"
Her face was full of tension and anxiety, and she said to God in her heart: "God, you must hit all bad people to death to make this world more peaceful."
After closing the doors and windows, she looked back at Meng Huo who was still sleeping, sighed helplessly, and murmured to herself: "Husband, when will you wake up? Don't escape reality like this."
The rain came very violently, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the ground frantically, splashing water, as if they were about to submerge the entire world.
However, the violent rain came and went quickly and it retreated in a short while.
After a while, Meng Huo woke up slowly. He rubbed his heavy head, opened his hazy eyes, and found that Mrs. Zhu Rong was with him with concern.
A trace of guilt flashed in Meng Huo's eyes, and he said hoarsely: "Madam, thank you for your hard work."
Mrs. Zhurong's eyes were filled with tears and she said softly: "Husband, you have finally woken up. As long as you are well, I will not feel tired."
Chapter completed!