When Zhao Si woke up in a daze, he found himself lying on a protruding rock by the mountainside. The bloodstains beneath him had already dried into blood plasma. As he moved his body, a piercing pain shot through his waist.

But he didn't have time to think about himself.

Because he saw the broken carriage lying at the foot of the mountain.

He endured the pain in his body and climbed down the mountain.

Zhao Cheng lay in the wrecked carriage, his body covered in purplish-red bruises.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

Zhao Si slapped Zhao Cheng's face, but he couldn't wake him up no matter what he did.

He checked Zhao Cheng's breathing and felt his pulse, yet he could also sense the fluctuations of his life.

It has a faint sign of life.

After considering his options, Zhao Si decided to find some herbs and food to stabilize his injuries and replenish his strength before carrying Zhao Cheng up the mountain.

While rock climbing, Zhao Si recalled his childhood.

Back then, he was still called 'Yi', which was just a code name.

He's called Zhao Si now.

But then he thought, what name is it? Isn't it just a code?

However, the meaning behind this code name represents the Zhao family's deep affection for him.

Zhao Huan goes without saying, and Zhao Cheng, who is behind him, has been with him day and night for almost ten years!

Zhao Huan treated him like a son, and Zhao Cheng treated him like a brother.

This father and son had long been the most important people in his heart.

We can't die!

You can't die!

Zhao Si desperately squeezed out his life force, climbing step by step up the mountainside.

"call……"

He gently put Zhao Cheng down, and as he lay on his back on the ground, he couldn't help but laugh.

"If I can return safely this time, my name... should become Zhao Wu, right?"

"Zhao Wu, hehe..."

"Besides Zhao Yi, Zhao Wu's voice is the best..."

"Cough, cough cough!!" Suddenly, Zhao Cheng reacted and started coughing.

Zhao Si quickly went over, lifted Zhao Cheng's head, and called out, "Young Master!"

Zhao Cheng slowly opened his eyes, looked around, then looked at Zhao Si, and asked in confusion, "Young Master? Who are you?"

Zhao Si exclaimed in surprise, "Young Master, could it be that you've damaged your brain and lost your memory?!"

Zhao Cheng tried to stand up, but as soon as he moved his waist, he felt sore all over.

"Ouch!"

Zhao Si quickly took out the prepared water and handed it to Zhao Cheng, saying, "Young Master, you've been unconscious for too long. Drink some water first, and I'll get you some food later."

"Unconscious?" Zhao Cheng wondered, his body instinctively making him start drinking water frantically.

Zhao Si felt something was off about Zhao Cheng the more he looked at him, thinking that even the way the young master looked at people had changed.

Where has that former cleverness gone?

Why do you seem... a bit dazed?

"Oh no! Will he end up like the second young master, a complete idiot?"

After drinking the water, Zhao Cheng seemed to feel better. He grabbed Zhao Si's wrist and said, "You just said I was unconscious?"

Zhao Si nodded and said, "Young Master, have you forgotten? We were being chased, and you were pushed off a cliff in the carriage. You've been unconscious ever since, and I just carried you up the mountain..."

"Chased? Pushed off a cliff?? Unconscious???"

Zhao Cheng suddenly jumped up, seemingly forgetting the pain in his body, and said in a horrified voice, "Holy crap, I've transmigrated?!"

Zhao Si didn't understand what Zhao Cheng was rambling about, and assumed it was just his reaction after being injured.

On the way back to Changsui, Zhao Cheng asked many strange questions, which Zhao Si answered one by one, but he found Zhao Cheng's reaction very strange.

"What? My father is the Prime Minister of the Great Jing Empire? And I'm his eldest son?"

"Isn't this a huge profit?!"

"What? The emperor is suspicious of my father? And there are the emperor's men among the assassins this time?"

"What's the point of even trying? Let's get out of here!"

"Why don't you stop carrying me and let me get down and walk by myself? I see blood dripping from your waist..."

"You're a master, aren't you? Do you know how to cultivate immortality?"

Zhao Si was terrified by Zhao Cheng's problems. When he got home, he told Zhao Huan about the symptoms, which frightened Zhao Huan so much that he quickly asked a doctor to examine Zhao Cheng's brain.

Just as Zhao Si had predicted, he saved Zhao Cheng's life again and was renamed Zhao Wu by Zhao Huan.

In Zhao Cheng's memory, the past with Zhao Wu gradually faded away, and the Zhao Wu he knew was simply called Zhao Wu.

After this incident, Zhao Huan took the initiative to express his desire to retire to Yuan Xiu.

Yuan Xiu, however, did not want to leave behind a bad reputation for discarding a useful official after he had served his purpose, so he promoted Wen Tai to the position of Left Chancellor and transferred Zhao Huan to the secondary capital of Yanchuan, appointing Zhao Huan as Right Chancellor to lead the six ministries of the secondary capital and assist the court in governing Dajing.

But all the officials, both civil and military, knew that the secondary capital was just a place to retire.

Zhao Huan was delighted. After negotiating the quota of three hundred soldiers, he happily left Changsui City with his family.

This city used to be where I realized my dreams.

Now, all it brings me is right and wrong.

Why linger in a place of trouble?

It was snowing outside the gates of Changsui City.

The eldest princess saw him off outside the city.

After bidding farewell to the princess, Zhao Huan returned to the group.

Instead of getting into the carriage first, he took a knife out of the carriage and handed it to Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu examined the knife carefully, muttering, "This knife seems... no, it's not..."

“Yes.” Zhao Huan smiled and said, “This is your knife. When you and the carriage fell off the cliff, the knife was left on the edge of the cliff. When Taozhi and I came back to look for you and Acheng, we brought the knife back with us. But it was too badly damaged, so I had it repaired with the best black-scaled gold to try to keep it in its original condition.”

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