"My sister told him about your legs, and he said he doesn't mind."
"...Forget it." Yaoyao poured a cup of tea for Qiaoyu, "It's cloudy and snowy. After drinking tea, sister, please go back early. Be careful on the road, it's slippery."
"Hey, you girl, why are you so stubborn? Why don't you meet him first, and then we can decide whether you like him or not."
"There's no need to see him." Yaoyao still didn't think about it and had a firm attitude.
Qiaoyu sighed, "It seems I have to go to the princess to intercede and ask her to make the decision."
Yaoyao frowned, "Sister, don't go looking for the princess, otherwise you won't come to my place in the future."
"You girl!" Qiaoyu was unhappy, "I am doing this for your own good. You are still young now, what will you do when you get old?"
"When I get older and have a lot of nieces and nephews, what should I worry about? I don't worry about anything."
"That's not as caring as having a biological child. Besides, when it comes to marriage and having children, you have to go through it all before you live this life in vain."
"There's no need to go through everything. Sister, if you have nothing else to do, just go back. I also want to go to the cellar and take a look at the vegetables."
"You?" Qiaoyu wanted to persuade her again, but after hearing her talk about the cellar, she immediately changed her subject and asked, "Do you have any venison here?"
"Yes, the men in the village went hunting a few days ago and hunted sixteen head. I put six here. The king even came here and took one away. They are all very fat."
"Great, then Neng Yun, give me one. If I don't ask for it from you for free, I'll give you some money."
"Okay, I won't underestimate it."
"Following the Red Hall Master, everyone becomes a fan of small fortune."
"Sister, what you said is wrong. I have always valued money since I was a child. Although I can't buy everything, I can't live without it."
"This realization is very good."
The two sisters left the inn and walked towards the cellar.
There is a small room at the entrance of the cellar, where concentrate feed for horses is stored.
Yaoyao went over to check the feed, and Qiaoyu looked at the packed cabin, "Looking at the feed, you know how slow the inn's business is now."
"It's freezing and snowy now. If you can't move around, no one will move around. Next time you come, wait until the snow melts and the road becomes easier to walk. By the way, sister, when you get back, remember to give your double-sided embroidery to the princess.
Come on over." Yaoyao told Qiaoyu.
"It doesn't matter what you say, it's just that the palace is under martial law and the king won't let you in."
"Martial law? Why?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bloody man suddenly came out from behind the hut, "I want to see the king."
The bloody aura all over her body scared Qiaoyu so much that she screamed and pulled Yaoyao back a few steps.
Yaoyao deftly pulled out a sharp dagger from the side of the prosthetic leg and stared at the bloody man warily, "Who are you?"
"My name is Zhong Jiu." After saying that, he fell to the ground hard!
Yaoyao said to Qiaoyu: "Sister, go to the inn to find Yang Yang and ask him to come over."
"Okay, stay away from him." Qiaoyu ran towards the inn.
Yaoyao took a pole from the hut, which was used to carry feed bags, and poked the bloody man in the lower abdomen.
However, there was a hook on the head of the pole, and it suddenly caught Zhong Jiu's waistband...
He quickly raised his hand to withdraw the pole.
As a result, I used too much force and pulled away the waistband of my pants, revealing the black panties underneath.
Yaoyao quickly turned away, "Yes, I'm going to go blind."
Yang Yang happened to come over. He didn't notice Yaoyao's embarrassment. All his attention fell on the bloody man lying in the snow.
His expression suddenly changed, "Brother Zhong Jiu."
"Do you know him?" Yaoyao asked.
Yang Yang nodded, "He is the King's Xinhong."
"Xinhong?"
"It's similar to Huang Chengsi's Dark Crow. However, the king never uses Gu to threaten him, but rather comes from the loyalty deep in his soul."
"Well, I'm going to find a doctor right now."
"Go find my grandma. The best doctors in the village have all gone to the state capital with the king, and the rest are not as good as my grandma's medical skills."
"Okay." Yaoyao ran away.
Yang Yang placed Zhong Jiu in the guest room in the backyard of the inn. In the past, when the inn was full, it was hard to find a room here. Now, it is basically vacant or used as a warehouse.
Putting Zhong Jiu on the bed, he didn't hesitate to stain the fine brocade bedding on the bed with Zhong Jiu's blood.
Then he hurried to the kitchen and brought hot water and spirits, as well as a bunch of clean cloths.
After returning to the room, Yang Yang began to check Zhong Jiu's wounds.
The bloody clothes were cut open with sharp scissors, even the obscene pants were not spared... In the end, Yang Yang took a breath of cold air!
There were wounds all over the chest, back, and even between the legs. The bones were so severe that even a piece of skin was torn off! Some places had begun to rot and emit a putrid smell. Especially the lifeblood of men, it also had a rotten smell.
After being punished, it is not certain whether you can return to normal in the future!
"What have you experienced?!" Yang Yang's eyes were sore and he couldn't help crying...
Qiaoyu was outside the door and knocked on the door, "Xiao Yang, do you need my help?"
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Old Mrs. Yang was carried over in a sedan. The people carrying the sedan were running away all the way, and the old lady was also dizzy from being jolted.
"Who is this person? He is so anxious to ask an old lady to come over."
Yang Yang heard Mrs. Yang's voice and immediately came out of the house, "Grandma, it's Brother Zhong Jiu. He is seriously injured. Please take a look at him."
When Mrs. Yang saw the injuries on Zhong Jiu's body, her face became solemn and she said to Yang Yang, "Go prepare some needlework."
"What kind of needle and thread? I'll get it." Yaoyao came over panting. Her prosthetic leg was still different from her real leg when she was running. She fell a few times and fell one step behind.
Old Mrs. Yang looked at her and said, "I heard from Xiaohong that your needlework is very good."
"My needlework is mediocre, but if I'm talking about it, it's my sister who can embroider on both sides." Yaoyao replied.
Old Mrs. Yang glanced at the door, not daring to look at Qiaoyu on the bed, and shook her head, "She is not brave enough. Go and prepare pure gold thread and a curved embroidery needle."
"I remember there were pure gold threads in Sister Hong's room."
"Go and get it quickly."
Mrs. Yang took a closer look at Zhong Jiu's wounds and sighed, "Where did he go?"
"The Emperor Chengsi of the Central Jin Dynasty."
"...a bunch of beasts! How can anyone be such a bitch?"
Yang Yang lowered his head and did not dare to say anything. In fact, there were punishments in Bianyun Village, but humiliating people was not easy to use unless the other party was not a person at all.
Qiaoyu took courage and said to Mrs. Yang, "I can help too."
Old Mrs. Yang thought for a while: "Go and make some soup that will warm your qi and blood. Make more soup. It must be warm and not too strong, you know? Xiao Zhong is actually half-breathed right now and can't stand it anymore."
"Okay, I'm best at this." Qiaoyu said and went out.
Meeting Yaoyao outside, Qiaoyu said: "Sister, I'm not leaving today, stay here to help."
"Thank you, sister."
"Why are you so polite to me?"
Yaoyao entered the room with needle and thread and saw that Mrs. Yang had prepared spirits and knives.
"The rotten flesh needs to be removed. I'll clean the wound and you'll suture it. He passed out and won't yell."
"Okay." Yaoyao is just rushing the duck to the shelves, and he has to bite the bullet if he doesn't know how.
Qiaoyu cooked the tonic soup and brought it in to Yang Yang, who fed Zhong Jiu bowl after bowl. Although Zhong Jiu didn't wake up, he was sweating in layers and it hurt just to look at it.
For two and a half hours, Yao Yao cut off the last stitch and raised his head to meet a pair of slender fox-like eyes, especially the pair of pupils, which were as black as the polar night and could frighten one's soul.
"You're awake." Yaoyao asked, "What else do you need? Tell me."
"Tell the king that the Black Witch King has appeared in Xiangcheng, and there is also an old Taoist named Gou Fu Zhenren. They want to attack the princess!"