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"The fugitive He Yingchun set fire to the camp and escaped without permission. His crimes are unforgivable. He will be executed at 3:30 noon as a warning to others!!!"

After snowing all night, the sun finally came out.

The sun was so bright that He Yingchun knelt on the execution ground. When the sun rose completely above her head, that would be the end of her life.

“Yingchun!!”

"Boss He!!"

"boss……"

…

There were so many people. He Yingchun felt weak and knelt on the cold ground, already having some hallucinations.

She blinked hard to see who it was.

There was Mum, with blood stains on her head that had not yet scabbed over. She looked at her crying, her face full of tears.

She went to find Wen Wanrou, who asked her to kneel down and kowtow. When she felt better, she would ask the official to show mercy.

This went on for a day and a night, and she fainted. Lady Wang asked someone to carry her back, only to receive the sad news that she had been beheaded at noon.

There was also Madam Wang, who was holding food. "Please, sir, could you give Madam He a bite of hot food?"

This requirement is generally accurate.

Madam Wang kept running around without stopping for a moment, but it was of no avail. She took the prepared noodles to He Yingchun.

"It's still hot. This noodle is made with your favorite sauerkraut sauce. It's just a little lumpy." Mom injured her leg and couldn't come over. Madam Wang brought the noodles to He Yingchun's mouth and fed her mouthful by mouthful.

In fact, He Yingchun had already eaten the last meal before coming here, but she still opened her mouth and said that the pickled cabbage was really delicious, pickled until crispy, and with the addition of oil, it was not greasy at all.

Heng Yusheng brought over a pot of wine. She stood outside the crowd and asked Lady Wang to pass the wine to her.

One mouthful of pear blossom white, one mouthful of noodles.

There are Liu Feng, Zhu Ning, Madam Zhu, Fatty Liu... and many other diners who are "welcoming the spring"...

I don't know who started it, "Boss He, have a safe journey!"

“Have a safe journey!”

"In my next life, I'll still eat your roujiamo." Fatty Liu choked with tears.

…

"Okay." He Yingchun responded. It's worth it, really worth it.

She looked up at the sky. It was a clear blue sky with the sun high in the sky and no clouds in sight. It was a good day to be reborn.

After eating a bowl of noodles and drinking some wine, Madam Wang packed up her things.

"I...we hired someone to rescue the execution ground." She whispered in He Yingchun's ear.

"Follow them and escape from Zhuyi, and don't come back!" Madam Wang said quickly, with a firm look in her eyes.

He Yingchun was stunned. She looked at the thin woman in front of her. She was not tall and was even a little hunched due to the torture of time. She had just decided to end a relationship that lasted for more than ten years not long ago.

The most extraordinary thing she has ever done is probably marrying Li Bin, who is much younger than her.

Now she said that she had found someone to rescue the execution ground. He Yingchun glanced at the executioner holding a machete behind her, who was staring at the two of them with sharp eyes.

Oh my God, the world has really changed. I was thinking about having a scar the size of a bowl on my head just a second ago, and now I’m a brave man again eighteen years later.

But who wants to die when they can live? Just live on. He Yingchun whispered, "Okay."

The person came to urge her, and Madam Wang glanced at her, then took the things and went downstairs.

He Yingchun bit the soft flesh on her cheek, the smell of blood spread in her mouth, and she cheered herself up, He Yingchun!

Someone is willing to risk being beheaded to save you. Thinking of this, He Yingchun smiled. It would be worth it even if he really died here today.

There was no more pain in his chest. He knew that Wen Jingzhao might really be dead. No matter where he was, he would at least see him alive or his body.

He Yingchun became more and more sober. She slowly moved her legs, ready to make a move and escape.

The crowd was noisy, and suddenly one person moved, and then a group of people moved.

"do what!"

"You stepped on my foot!"

"I'll wipe it, you want to cut it?"

"You're the one looking for a fight!!"

.......

As the sound grew louder and louder, the impact became wider and wider, from talking to hands and feet, to the flashing of swords and sabers, all coming straight towards He Yingchun.

When the officers and soldiers saw that the situation was not going well, they all took up their swords to maintain order and shouted, "What are you doing?!"

"stop!!"

"Quick! Quick! Someone is robbing the execution ground!" The county magistrate was the first to realize that something was wrong and immediately sent people to surround He Yingchun.

Madam Wang hired quite a few people, but after all, it was a robbery at the execution ground, and they were all scared. The government was well prepared, and a large number of officers and soldiers were pouring in from the rear.

He Yingchun felt that something was wrong. She looked at the county magistrate and was afraid that Wen Wanrou would not be the only one to deal with her. She did not have the ability to ask the county magistrate to send out so many officers and soldiers to deal with her.

The last hope was shattered. Lady Wang, Mum and others stared at the stage, wishing they could rush up to rescue He Yingchun, but they were stopped by officers and soldiers at the periphery and could not get close at all.

It was just a minor disturbance, nothing serious. The county magistrate said casually, then glanced at the sunlight above his head and said, "Noon has arrived. Behead!!!"

"Bang!" It was as if her head was about to fall to the ground, and people were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats.

When the head was placed on the block, He Yingchun was really scared, mainly because the head was separated from the body and there was not even a complete corpse. It is said that the eyes will open when the head is beheaded, so that would be very scary.

When a person dies, many things will flash through his mind, or he will miss important people.

The first thing that flashed through He Yingchun's mind was her kitchen utensils. That chef's knife was really useful. It was a pity that she hadn't been able to meet the owner of the notebook in the attic. She also felt that she hadn't been able to make beggar's chicken yet, and she hadn't been able to open a chain hotel...

And there is Wen Jingzhao. They have been married for only a short time and they haven’t had enough of their shameless life!

Thinking of this, my nose felt sore and my eyes became moist. This life is finally being lived just right.

In the next life, she wanted to be a dog, sitting at the door of her father's hotel and chewing bones, without sadness, separation and pain.

When the executioner raised the machete high, she regretted it again. What a pity, it was a pity that she had not lived enough.

"Hey!!" the executioner shouted and swung his knife.

"Zheng!"

"Spare his life—"

All I heard was a man riding a horse towards me. His body was stained with blood, and his gray-black armor gleamed in the sun. The horse leaped into the air, and its four hooves kicked up a cloud of dust, as if it was going to break through the sky.

The man who came was thin, but his eyes were full of murderous intent. There was a head with wide-open eyes hanging on the horse, which frightened the county magistrate so much that he stepped back repeatedly.

"Come... who are you?! Do you know that disturbing the execution ground is a capital crime?!"

Wen Jingzhao didn't waste any words with him. He threw the yellow silk cloth in his hand into his arms and said, "Read it!"

"What do you mean... the imperial edict!!!" The county magistrate immediately knelt down.

"My lord? My lord?"

"Read...read quickly!" he said as he knelt down.

"Yes... By the will of Heaven, the Emperor decrees that the Wen family has defended the country, commanded the warriors with unwavering devotion, and served the nation with unwavering loyalty until death. I, moved by the providence of Heaven and Earth, respectfully obey the will of Heaven and pardon the Wen family. I posthumously confer the title of General Protector of the Nation on Wen Ding'an, granting him a hereditary title and eternal honor."

The Shewen clan, a hereditary noble, the county magistrate looked at the general in front of him and said, "Your Excellency...Your Excellency is..."

"The son of Wen Ding'an, Wen Jingzhao."

"That...that stage..."

The county magistrate closed his eyes and fainted completely.

When I was a child, I always daydreamed that one day my beloved would come to marry me on a colorful cloud. Although I didn’t get to see the colorful cloud, it would be nice to see the hero Ma Tiao Feiyan come to save the beauty.

The only thing left in He Yingchun's mind before she passed out was, "He Yingchun, I'll take you home."

The voice is particularly gentle.

Wen Jingzhao crawled out of the valley.

There is a waterfall in the lower reaches of the Lancang River. It is extremely hidden. It seems not deep below, but it is actually a different world and a canyon.

The temperature here is much higher than outside, making it a good place for snakes, rats, insects and ants.

Wen Jingzhao's leg was broken, and the spotted snake looked like it had been hungry for a long time, staring at him with greedy eyes.

He had no weapon in his hand, only Wuerhan's head.

At the moment the spotted snake attacked, he also swung at the opponent with all his strength, using all his strength, smashing it into mud.

But the skin on his hand was still bitten. Fortunately, the elixir was still there. Wen Jingzhao took several of them and the blood turned from black to red.

He was so tired, the pain overwhelmed him, and he even wanted to not open his eyes, not take medicine, just let it be, just fall asleep. Even if he woke up, what would it matter? His legs were broken, could he climb out of such a deep valley?

Wen Jingzhao fell into a complete coma, and suddenly he felt a pricking sensation on his neck. He regained consciousness and touched the safety bag hanging around his neck. He Yingchun said that there were seeds of good luck in it, hoping that it would bring him good luck.

Yes, there are people waiting for him to come home.

Only then did Wen Jingzhao feel extremely hungry and thirsty. He didn't dare to eat the snake meat. There was a layer sewn into his inner clothes, in which were some food wrapped in a waterproof bag, including beef jerky, dried fruit and a few pieces of nougat.

But he had been rolling in the water for so long that the water had soaked into him, and the nougat was sticky and a bit sticky to his teeth.

In his mind, he recalled the way He Yingchun was sewing the interlayer under the light. After a while, he said, "Why is it so ugly!" Then he was about to tear it apart. "Forget it, let Mom help."

After a while, he said, "Don't underestimate this small mezzanine. It can save lives in a real crisis! Pah! Pah! It's best not to use it..."

Thinking of this, Wen Jingzhao chuckled.

The valley was dark and I didn't know what time it was. The food in the middle layer had long been eaten.

Wen Jingzhao hid behind a tree. After a while, a trap in front of him popped with a "bang!" and an unlucky prey fell into it. He crawled over with all his strength and reached out to pick up the rabbit. It was okay and edible, much better than the mouse yesterday.

Unable to make a fire, Wen Jingzhao could only drink raw blood and eat raw meat, which was extremely fishy, ​​and he had to rely on this to restore his strength.

Then I started taking medicine again, and the severe pain came again.

But my legs are gradually regaining sensation and there are signs of improvement.

He glanced at the mark on the tree. It had been more than ten days. He couldn't delay any longer and had to hurry up.

Wen Jingzhao took the last of the medicine, endured the unbearable pain, tied Wu Erhan's head around his waist, and prepared to go up.

At first he could still walk, but later it became too steep and he had to crawl. His nails were all split and the gaps between his nails were filled with a mixture of blood and mud. The pain was so severe that he couldn't move his body. When he was hungry, he would peel off tree bark and eat it. After chewing it, he would still have saliva.

When he reached the end of the climb, he was exhausted. He heard Zhang Chao calling his name from afar. The taut string broke and he fainted completely.

After resting for a day, Wen Jingzhao and his group rushed back. He was uneasy and always felt that something had happened.

He rode fast and caught up with Yuchi Gong.

At the fork in the road leading to Zhuyi, he unexpectedly met someone from the palace, holding the imperial edict. Wen Jingzhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw Wu Erhan's dried head hanging on the wall.

Yuchi Gong only said, "It seems that the Imperial Noble Concubine is making good progress." Wen Jingzhao looked at him indifferently.

"Am I wrong?"

Yes, it is absolutely true. The fact that this imperial edict has been issued means that my aunt has taken control of Emperor Sheng.

Wen Jingzhao felt even more uneasy. He said goodbye to Yuchi Gong and rode back alone on a fast horse.

"Fortunately it's not too late." Wen Jingzhao fed He Yingchun porridge and said with a smile.

"That's great." He Yingchun looked into his eyes, put her arms around his neck, and sighed repeatedly, "That's great that everyone is still alive."

…

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, "Welcome the Spring" reopened! !

"Crackle!" The sound of firecrackers rang out, colorful flags fluttered at the door, lions danced, and the crowds of people surged and bustled.

"Boss He!! Congratulations!!"

"Congratulations!" He Yingchun bowed and said happily.

She has gained some weight on her face recently and her complexion is very rosy.

"Good luck with the grand opening! Business is booming!!"

"Come in, come in quickly! Today we give you plum wine!"

“Serve the food!”

"Sir, please come in!"

…

A busy day with great rewards.

At night, lanterns are hung high.

Wen Jingzhao came in the night, with an upright posture and deep and bright eyes. The lantern light shone on his face, emitting a soft glow.

"Going home?"

He Yingchun trotted over and hugged him, "Let's go! Let's go home!"

Xiao He put the tables and chairs in order without being surprised. "Boss! Brother Wen! Take care! See you tomorrow!"

"get off work!"