Su Ci rolled around on the bed happily, and heard Yang Yanzong calling her from the bathroom: "Ci'er, Ci'er, bring me a soap!"

She jumped off the floor in her slippers, ran to the bathroom door, lifted the curtain a little and put her head in. Yang Yanzong was leaning on the wall of the bathtub with one arm, his long hair loose, looking at her.

The soap he was using had become too small and had slipped under the bathtub. He casually tried to find it twice but couldn't find it, so he gave up and shouted at Su Ci to get him a new one, even though the drawer where the new soap was kept was right in the corner and he usually got it himself.

Su Ci smiled and said to him, then she tiptoed over the water stain while holding up her skirt, opened the drawer, took out a piece of soap and threw it to him, "Here."

He also ordered her to get him pajamas and a large cotton towel. Anyway, he didn't want her to leave.

Su Ci didn't leave either. She sat on the top of the three-story wooden ladder next to the bathtub, holding her clothes and a cotton towel. She leaned against the wall of the bathtub with her hands and looked at him with a smile.

Yang Yanzong's black hair was half covered, and his thick, sharp eyebrows were softened by the steamy mist. They both smiled and stared at each other. After a while, he came over and kissed her on the lips.

Su Ci also kissed him.

He became happy. Su Ci twisted his shoulder and said, "Wash quickly!" He glanced at her and said, "Wash for me?"

"You wish!"

Su Ci spat at him and said, “No, no.”

Yang Yanzong pulled her, but she dodged. The two of them played and joked, and wet most of the bathroom floor. Finally, Yang Yanzong wiped it with a cotton towel, put on his pajamas, and rushed back to the room carrying her horizontally.

After drying their hair, the two rolled on the bed. Su Ci put her arm around his neck and smiled, "August will be here soon! Can I... can I make you a purse?"

The second day of August is Yang Yanzong's birthday. In the past, due to various busy schedules and various reasons, and more importantly, Su Ci didn't think about it too much, he never celebrated it. By the time he remembered it, it had already passed.

This year, she just wanted to have a good time and give him a gift.

Yang Yanzong was surprised: "You can do this?"

Having known her for so long, he had never seen her embroidering. She was skilled at sewing, but it was a pity that she was sewing on human skin and flesh, which required surgical skills.

Make a purse? Can she do it?

His tone was very doubtful, and Su Ci pinched him with contempt, "Then do you want it or not?"

Yang Yanzong immediately changed his tone: "Yes, of course!" He smiled and glanced at her, "Then I'll be waiting."

He bent down and kissed her, smiling, "It should be possible to make a purse in two months. But we agreed that I don't want one made just of two pieces of cloth!" At least add some embroidery.

Su Ci chuckled. Is it necessary for him to know her so well?

The two of them were twisting and laughing on the bed, kissing each other. Yang Yanzong wanted to do it to her again. This was his daily routine whenever he was at home. Su Ci refused to do it. She grabbed his hand and said, "No, let's take a day off today."

She whispered, "It's so sore inside, I don't want it anymore."

After being fucked so many times by him, not only her waist was sore, but her insides were also sore. It wasn't very uncomfortable, but she couldn't stand it any more, so she had to rest for two days.

She said she felt uncomfortable, so Yang Yanzong stopped. "Where is it sore? Here?"

He turned her over, and the two of them lay with their chests pressed against each other like a spoon. He put his hand into her belly and pressed it against her. His hand was big and hot, and it felt very comfortable against her slightly cool skin. Su Ci hummed, "Yes."

It feels so comfortable. She placed her hand on his palm and said, "Don't leave."

Yang Yanzong didn't leave, his palms stayed close to her, massaging her slowly. He kissed her temples and said softly, "Go to sleep."

good.

Su Ci smiled and turned her head back, and was pecked by Yang Yanzong. She adjusted her position and closed her eyes obediently.

The large ice basin in the corner gave off a slight chill, and the thin silk quilt was rolled up around their stomachs. It was late at night, and the two whispered for a while, then finally fell asleep in each other's arms.

…

A silent night.

The next day, Su Ci set out for Changyi. Mrs. Zhang led the people to pack the luggage before dawn. They got up early in the morning and set off after saying goodbye to their parents.

Yang Yanzong went with her.

There was nothing much to say about Hongruitang. Yang Chongying gave them a few instructions and told them to set off early to avoid the sun being too hot and making it difficult to travel.

When it came to Shou'an Hall, it was even worse. When Yan heard that she was coming, she said, "Tell her to go back. Don't come. I can't bear to have a daughter-in-law like this. It will shorten my life! Get out of here! Damn Su family girl, I was so unlucky to have you marry into my family..."

Yang Yanzong's face suddenly turned cold. He had been busy recently, leaving early and returning late. This was the first time he had accompanied Su Ci to greet him. He angrily scolded: "Are they all dead? You don't know how to persuade?"

You all stood in the yard and listened. How dare you listen to such talk with your hands down? !

Mrs. Feng came out of the small kitchen holding the medicine and ran into Yang Yanzong who was standing in the courtyard. The latter was furious and scolded her, then gave her a fierce look. Mrs. Feng was startled and rushed into the room.

No one knew how Mrs. Feng persuaded them. There was silence inside for a while, and then Mrs. Yan started crying, "He has no conscience. He only sides with his wife. I gave birth to him in vain, and raised him up in vain..."

Yang Yanzong's face turned pale and he pulled Su Ci away.

"From now on, when you come to pay your respects, just do it in the courtyard."

She had to come. Filial piety is still very important nowadays, and one had to do some face-saving work, but Yang Yanzong directly told Su Ci not to enter the house.

Yan's everlasting dissatisfaction, endless complaints and all kinds of disheartening behavior finally made Yang Yanzong feel extremely angry. He didn't understand what was wrong with his mother. !

Originally, Yang Yanzong was in a very good mood this morning. He was whispering in Su Ci's ears and even pestering her to give him a hand job. They ate breakfast affectionately and walked hand in hand to the back house. After walking around Shou'an Hall, his face turned terribly dark.

Su Ci, on the contrary, was not angry at all. In fact, she did not take Yan Shi seriously. The other party's existence was like a small grain of sand in her happy life. It was a bit annoying, but her social circle was very large, so she didn't care at all.

"Yes, I understand."

She pulled Yang Yanzong's hand and coaxed him softly, "Don't be angry. You said you were going to give it to me today, so don't be so sullen."

She stole a glance back, and when Akang and Azheng hadn't caught up with her yet, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the forehead.

With a gentle peck, her brows softened, her eyes rolled quickly left and right, then she looked at him with a smile, swinging her hand back and forth, her smile as bright as the sun.

It makes people's mood change from cloudy to sunny.

"It's okay to go slower on this road. Don't go on the mountain road. Take the main road and take a car."

Yang Yanzong was coaxed by her and took her hand to the second gate. In the end, he didn't even ride the horse, but got into the carriage with her.

He escorted her all the way out of the city for twenty miles before he had to stop and gently reminded her, "When you get to Changyi, take good care of yourself. The medicinal food is ready. Take one bowl every day. Don't forget."

He pinched her earlobe and said, "Don't make trouble on the road. Be good and don't make me worry. Do you hear me?"

He knew Su Ci well. He was afraid that the girl would be bored to death if she had to stay in the carriage for several days.

Su Ci smiled and said, "I'm making a purse?"

She even winked at him.

Before the purse was even seen, she had already taken it out to seek credit several times, but Yang Yanzong just liked it. He was angry and amused in his heart, but he couldn't help but smile, "Okay, I'll wait."

He pressed her head and pushed her back into the car. Then Yang Yanzong turned around and carefully instructed Akang and Azheng on many safety issues. Finally, he took a step back.

Su Ci stuck her head out of the car window and waved at him. He curled his lips slightly and watched the half-worn green-curtained oil truck go farther and farther away. Only when it was out of sight did he jump on the horse and turn back with A Zhao and the others.

…

Yang Yanzong certainly didn't have time to accompany her to Changyi for a short stay, and he would not leave Yangdu easily now.

There is a subtle friction between them and the Kun family, but it is estimated that it will not be long before this seemingly calm situation can no longer be maintained.

Yang Yanzong did not want Su Ci to stay there, because the Kun family had a figure that the old emperor did not have, and that was the Queen Mother Kun. She was the mother of the country and did not need to consider the difference between men and women. It would be easy for Su Ci to suffer in the future, so he sent Su Ci away from Yangdu directly.

Well, Su Ci understood. Since that was the case, she would just ignore it and enjoy herself in the hot springs peacefully!

Yang Duli still doesn't know that she has left.

Su Ci also deliberately kept a low profile when traveling. A half-old green-curtained oil cart slowly drove on the road to Changyi. Akang and Azheng and the others were dressed in ordinary guards' clothes, riding horses with mixed fur, and guarded the green-curtained oil cart at a leisurely pace.

She joked about making a purse, but she didn't really do it. After all, the car was a bit bumpy, and reading or doing needlework, which required concentration, were very damaging to the eyes.

She traveled in a low-key manner and was unwilling to show off. She did not ride a horse and stayed in the car all the way. Although the scenery outside the window was beautiful from time to time, after sitting there for four days, she couldn't stand it anymore. It was too boring!

She urged Akang and Azheng, "Hurry up, stop hesitating, and try to get to the hot spring resort tomorrow afternoon!"

After receiving the order, Akang and Azheng immediately sped up.

Unexpectedly, the group encountered an unexpected incident so soon.

…

On that day, the group arrived at the eastern border of Changyi and stopped about eighty miles away from Wenquan Village.

The place was originally scheduled to arrive tomorrow evening, but it was a day earlier, which made the innkeeper very embarrassed: "Sir, there is no room available yet!"

This town is called Qingniu Town. It has green mountains and is adjacent to the valley water. Three streams run through the town. The scenery is beautiful and the people are simple and honest. However, there are not many inns. There is only one decent one. The fat innkeeper looked apologetic. Su Ci did not make things difficult for him. She lifted the curtain and took a look. "Okay, why don't we rent a house for the night?"

It doesn't have to be an inn.

Actually, she was more interested in the quaint houses with black tiles, green walls and surrounded by green ivy.

Ah Kang took out a piece of silver and threw it into the boss's arms, "It's okay, boss, please recommend a house for us to rent."

The innkeeper solved the problem and got the money. He was very enthusiastic. He was a local and it was the most appropriate person to ask. He immediately responded loudly: "Yes! It's at the east end of the town. It's my uncle's old house. The house is made of blue bricks and is very solid, but it's a little small. If you don't mind, you can go over there and take a look!"

When everyone went over to take a look, it was really quite nice. It was the first house at the east end of the town. Although a bit old, it was very clean. It was a nice house made of green bricks and glutinous rice, with three main rooms and four side rooms. The backyard was enclosed by a somewhat shabby fence. The backyard was covered with lush fruit trees, which merged with the lush vegetation outside the fence.

This is the only small drawback. No one has lived here for a long time, and the weeds and trees outside the fence are too lush and overgrown. I don't know if there are any snakes. But they have realgar powder, so we can just sprinkle it on. Akang and Azheng are very skilled at this.

In addition, the homeowner planted vegetables in the backyard, and there was a smell of fermented farm manure in the corner, but it would be fine if he moved the bucket away.

"Gushui is half a mile from here. It's very windy and cool at night. In summer, you can sleep with the door open without feeling hot! If it weren't for the fact that my uncle has four generations living under one roof and there's really no room for him, and he couldn't bear to leave his great-grandson, he wouldn't have moved."

Su Ci was quite satisfied with the food and nodded to A Kang. A Kang smiled and said, "Okay, okay, that's it, boss." He threw a small ingot of silver to the boss and said, "Please, boss, please get some more ingredients for us."

He had looked at the kitchen and the woodshed. The woodshed was filled with firewood drying in the shade. The stove had not been used for a long time, but the stove was still in good condition and could be used by putting an iron pot on it.

They protected Su Ci and seemed relaxed, but they were actually very cautious. If conditions allowed, they would just send the ingredients and they would cook for themselves.

Smoke from the kitchen rose up. Su Ci tasted the food made by the young men and found it quite good. She joked, "When you get tired of this job, you can become a chef instead!"

Everybody laughed and made fun of the pale-faced, big-eyed young man who was cooking. The latter laughed and cursed, joining in with everyone.

After a very pleasant dinner, it was already dark. If conditions allowed, Su Ci would of course take a bath, but it was not very convenient when going out, so she just wiped and washed with a small bucket and left it at that.

Akang and Azheng were unwilling to live in the main house, so in the end Su Ci occupied three main rooms by herself, and used the one on the left as a bathroom. Azheng brought in water, one bucket of cold water and one bucket of hot water, and quickly left. She closed the doors and windows, added water, and started to take a shower.

However, when she was about to finish washing, dry herself and change into clean pajamas, she remembered that Yang Yanzong had reminded her to remember to apply the pearl cream. She muttered a few words to complain about this guy, but the corners of her lips curled up. Su Ci was about to untie her belt again to apply some more, when suddenly she seemed to hear a "ripping" sound not far away from the east window!

——It seemed like the sound was caused by something large suddenly covering the grass and trees!

Then, her personal soldiers ran over and shouted, "Who is it?!"

The night in this town is very quiet; the sounds of tearing, rustling, running and shouting are all very clear.

Su Ci became alert all of a sudden. She threw down the pearl cream, pulled the thin cloak draped on the stool to wrap herself up, pushed open the window with her other hand, and jumped out of the window.

Akang and Azheng immediately led people to surround her.

Su Ci looked sideways, only to see darkness outside the fence, but no sound of fighting or falling was heard over there. Instead, two guards who ran over exclaimed "Huh?"

It didn't look like there was any danger, so Akang asked, "Dadong, what's going on?"

“There’s someone!”

Dadong on the other side shouted: "...This man seems to be seriously injured!" His voice immediately became surprised, "This man, this man seems..."

Su Ci raised her eyebrows and walked over there with her cloak in hand. Not far away, there was a hole in the fence. After she walked about ten steps, she saw a young man in a ivory-white robe lying in the dense grass and trees.

Ivory white was a very noble color in ancient times. Most people could not afford it because the dye was very expensive and the color would not be correct if it was not dyed with fine products. Although the clothes of this man were dirty and stained with blood, from a distance, the color of his ivory white robe was as bright as moonlight.

Su Ci took two steps closer and finally understood why Dadong was surprised. She had sharp eyes and saw that the man had deliberately taken off his outer coat, revealing a plain robe underneath. However, Su Ci still noticed the four-clawed dragon pattern on the collar behind his neck at first glance, which turned out to be a royal robe.

Su Ci's heart moved, and Dadong grabbed the man's shoulders and lifted him up, and the unconscious young man immediately revealed his face. His skin was as white as snow, his eyebrows were as black as ink, but his lips were so pale that there was no blood at all. His facial features were as beautiful as poetry and ink, and he looked very familiar. This man was actually King Qian!

Is it really the pious king? !

Dadong sniffed his breath and said, "He's dying."

King Qian was covered in wounds and blood, with the worst wound being on his front, where a large cut ran from his right shoulder to his left abdomen. It was unknown how serious his injury was, but his ivory-white robe was obviously stained with a large amount of blood. King Qian had just climbed out of the valley, and staggered to this place. He could not hold on and fell to the ground, alarming Su Ci and his party.

Su Ci thought about it, and said with a smile: "Since we have met by chance, then of course saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

She turned her head to glance at Akang, who understood and took his men to the valley water. Azheng immediately ordered his men to carry the pious king back.

King Qian was seriously injured. There was a big cut on his chest from the left shoulder to the right abdomen. This was the most fatal injury, but fortunately, the chest and abdominal cavities were not directly cut open, so he could still be saved.

There were countless other knife and sword wounds of varying sizes.

Fortunately, he met Su Ci, who had all the technology and medicine, otherwise he would have been dead.

Su Ci was busy for half the night boiling water, cleaning, disinfecting, debridement, applying medicine and suturing before she finally finished.

There were too many wounds on King Qian's body, and she felt a little exhausted halfway through the stitching, so she had to take a break.

However, after administering medicine and treating the biggest wound, his vital signs finally stabilized.

Although the breathing is weak, it is not to the point of dying at any time.

Su Ci did not stay in this small town for long. She took a short rest and when it was dawn, she got King Qian into the car, cleaned up the scene, checked out, and headed straight for the hot spring villa.

…

Drip, drip. Hearing the sound of the gurgling stream and water dripping on rocks, King Qian's eyelids moved and slowly opened.

He woke up not long after the anesthetic wore off.

He still had a slight fever, but he managed to slowly sit up, touch his wounds and clean clothes, and look around the room.

This is a very simple room. Judging from the view outside the window and the architectural specifications, it seems to be the manor of a wealthy family.

He did not wonder for too long. As soon as the door was pushed open, a petite young woman with a smile on her lips slowly walked in, following several guards.

"You...are Madam Yang Hou?"

Prince Qian was surprised. He actually recognized Su Ci. After all, he had seen him before. Yang Yanzong was a very eye-catching figure.

"Yes, His Royal Highness Prince Qian is finally out of danger, which is really cause for celebration."

"This is my home village in Changyi."

Su Ci was a little confused: "Your Highness Prince Qian, didn't you fall into the water? Why, this..."

She glanced at his chest and abdomen.

King Qian lowered his eyelashes, raised them after a while, and smiled bitterly: "It's an old enemy."

He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Madam Yang for saving my life. I will definitely repay you handsomely someday!"

Su Ci smiled and said, "You're welcome. You're welcome."

Prince Qian paused for a moment and said softly, "Changyi? I wonder if Madam Yanghou can do me a favor." He touched the jade ring on his neck and pulled it off. "Can you please send this jade ring to Zhang's Pawnshop on Dongqing Street, Ping County, Yangdu?"

Prince Qian had an impression of Su Ci. This was a girl who would stare at him with sparkling eyes for at least a moment every time she saw him.

From childhood to adulthood, King Qian has seen this kind of gaze too many times and has become accustomed to it. Although he doesn't care, he knows what this kind of gaze means.

Although he felt somewhat sorry for the trouble, it was not appropriate for him to leave without a generous reward. Moreover, this was the first time he had asked a girl who looked at him with fondness for such a selfish favor, which made him feel embarrassed and ashamed. But at this point, he had no choice but to say sorry in his heart and beg Su Ci for help.

But who would have thought that this young girl who would glance at him with sparkling eyes would take the jade ring, toss it, and say with a smile: "Your Highness Prince Qian, do you want to leave?"

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Su Ci clicked her tongue twice: "I saved His Royal Highness Prince Qian's life after all, so why don't you stay a little longer, Prince Qian?"

She understood why Prince Qian wanted to leave. He was afraid that Yang Yanzong would find out!

But she worked so hard to save people, wouldn't it be inappropriate to just let her go?

——The injuries King Qian suffered obviously weren’t caused by falling into the water!

Yang Yanzong and Kun were about to fight to the death.

Prince Qian, as the biological father of the little emperor, has been a member of the Kun family for so long. Su Ci looked at him carefully and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, my dear father, how can I let you leave with such a serious injury?"

She is a fan of the guy because of his looks. When there is no contact or interest involved, she can flatter him as much as she wants.

But once you encounter serious matters, even the best looks will have to take a backseat.

She went to great lengths to save his life, of course not because he was handsome.

Su Ci crossed her arms and said with a smile, "Your Highness Prince Qian, just stay here and rest assured. My husband will be here soon."

She threw the jade ring to Akang, and after cleaning up, she led her men to the hot spring villa overnight. She had already ordered people to heavily guard this small courtyard.

Su Ci seemed not to notice the sudden darkening expression on Prince Qian's face, and continued to smile and said, "Your Highness Prince Qian has been in Kun's family for a long time, so he should have some control in his hands."

As for the immortal man, Yan Xian, she didn't believe that he was really out of touch with the world. Her son had always been held in the hands of Kun family, and she didn't believe that King Qian had no manpower and other preparations.

King Qian's face changed drastically!

Su Ci didn't care, she just ordered to serve well, the subtext was that no one was allowed to die, and then she walked out leisurely.

Back in the room, she wrote a letter to Yang Yanzong. She bit the tip of the pen and thought for a while. She smiled secretly and quickly filled up a large sheet of paper.

She dried it herself, folded it, sealed it, used wax and sealing wax, and handed it to Zheng, "Expedite it, for your master!"

…

So, Yang Yanzong received a love letter late that night.

At that time, he was still studying late into the night in his study. He was exhausted from the continuous mental and physical work in recent days, and his temples felt a little swollen.

When he received her urgent letter, he thought it was something important, so he immediately took it out and opened it. But his heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

But I saw a piece of paper full of notes, "Husband, what are you doing?... I miss you. I was alone in the hot spring. The stars are not fragrant anymore. I also want to eat candied haws. It's a pity that you are not here..."

The paper was filled with thoughts, children's whispers, coquettish complaints, and her pretty face came to life on the paper. It was not until the end of the letter that she wrote: she had saved King Qian, and he was currently in the manor.

At the end, he added, "I miss you, come soon!"

Yang Yanzong's heart was warmed. His trusted subordinate was standing in front of him. He subconsciously covered the letter and after a long while he steadied his voice. He gave a few instructions and asked the people to go back first.

He unfolded the letter again and took a look at it. He couldn't help but laugh and scold: "This girl!"

That's so bad.

But he still couldn't help but read it again from beginning to end. The corners of his lips curled up, and even the fatigue from many days seemed to have disappeared in an instant.

After reading it several times, he carefully cut out the penultimate sentence about King Qian, carefully put the rest back into the envelope, thought for a moment, opened the secret compartment and put the rest inside.

After a moment's recollection, he also missed her.

I had been thinking about it, but after being hooked by her love letter, I couldn't sit still at all. King Qian, right?

Okay, well, come on!