Pei Zhiyuan walked over, glanced at the little emperor hesitantly, and said with a little gratitude: "Miss Shen, you want..."
Shen Xu raised his hand, signaling him to be silent. He turned his head and instructed the guard commander beside him, "Also, put the heads of the two bandit leaders into a box and put plenty of lime in it for safekeeping. The journey to the Northern Defense Line is long and the weather is hot, so we must ensure that the bodies can be identified."
When she saw everyone stopped, she shouted, "Why are you stopping? Hurry up, saving people is important!"
Everyone withdrew their inquiring gazes and began to bustle around, carrying the injured and corpses back and forth. Some were counting the numbers in front of the Xuanhe Palace, some were washing the floor, each doing their job in an orderly manner.
"Pei Zhiyuan, hurry up and do what I told you to do. We need to get ready as soon as possible. There's a big battle waiting for us on the northern defense line."
Pei Zhiyuan was startled, called someone over, whispered some instructions, and then said to Shen Xu in a serious tone: "The weather is hot, let's move to Xuanhe Palace to talk first. You also need to get some rest."
Shen Xu nodded, "Since Master Pei has taken such good care of me in the formation, I will treat this as a gift of interest to you."
Pei Zhiyuan looked at her in confusion, without thinking much about it, thinking it was a good thing anyway.
"Please, Your Majesty, we still have some details to confirm, about..." She curled her lips slightly, snorted lightly, paused, and said, "Dzi beads."
The little emperor then fell silent and, surrounded by his personal guards, walked towards the Xuanhe Palace with a gloomy face.
Shen Xu wanted to catch up by herself, but Song Lin was reluctant to let her walk. Without saying a word, he picked her up in his arms like a princess and strode towards Xuanhe Palace.
Pei Zhiyuan and Captain Song, who was holding a crossbow, looked at each other and followed.
As soon as you enter the Xuanhe Palace, a cool breeze hits you in the face, and the scorching heat on your body is instantly swept away.
Xuanhe Palace is divided into two halls, the East and West. The East Hall is a natural hot spring pool, steaming year-round, though unused during the summer. The West Hall, on the other hand, is a square cold water pool recently excavated by the Imperial Master.
The pool is divided into two compartments, both of which are paved with smooth ceramic tiles. The palace servants will replace the clean water in the pool every three to five days.
One of the sections was for the imperial tutor and his male favorites to play in the water and enjoy themselves, while the other was a saltpeter ice pool formed by the addition of a large amount of saltpeter.
The Imperial Preceptor suffered from a skin disease and had to use powder to cover his face for a long time. He was particularly afraid of the heat. Therefore, he mined saltpeter on a large scale and transformed the West Hall of Xuanhe Palace into an ice pool palace.
Even in the hot summer, it is as comfortable as spring in the temple.
In the past, without the order of the Imperial Master, the soldiers had no chance to enter the Xuanhe Palace. Now that the Imperial Master had been removed, they were able to enjoy the comfort of spring in the scorching summer.
The wounded Yulin Guards were placed in rows around the saltpeter ice pool. Some were sitting, some were lying, some were groaning, some were wailing, and some were being moved in one after another. It was a tragic scene.
The imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau arrived quickly. They had no time to marvel at the grandeur and ingenuity of the West Hall of the Xuanhe Palace as they were busy treating the wounded.
Song Lin placed Shen Xu on the throne of the Imperial Master and quickly pulled over a royal physician to treat her legs.
Shen Xu leaned her body against Song Lin's arms and gently held his hand. She raised her leg calmly and let the imperial physician lift the cloth wrapped around her calf to check the wound.
A piece of flesh, covered in pus and blood, was suddenly torn off from the cloth. The area around the deep red blood hole was swollen and festering, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
She was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat. She held Song Lin's hand tightly, her nails digging into his flesh. She tilted her head and buried her face deep in his arms. Her tears rubbed against his clothes, but she gritted her teeth and didn't cry out.
At this moment, she has become the backbone of the Haoyue Kingdom. Under the watchful eyes of the public, with the hall full of wounded people, she tried her best to endure and maintain her cold and murderous image.
Song Lin hugged her body, feeling the pain in his heart when Shen Xu scratched his hand until it bled. He secretly hated that he had killed the Imperial Master with just one arrow. It was too easy for him!
"Hiss—Madam, was this injury caused by being pecked by some poultry?" The imperial physician looked at the three scratches and a deep bloody hole on her calf, puzzled.
"Don't ask!" Shen Xu squeezed out two words from between his teeth.
The imperial physician hesitated slightly before cutting open the wound with a knife and draining the pus and blood.
Song Lin looked at the snow-white gauze handkerchiefs soaked with red and yellow sticky blood with great distress. After a long time and several changes of handkerchiefs, the blood flowing from his legs finally returned to its original color.
How on earth did his wife survive these two days and two nights, running so much distance and enduring so much hardship?
Fortunately, the imperial teacher is dead, so we don’t have to worry anymore.
"Madam, you seem to be in quite a bit of pain." The imperial physician then cleaned her wound, sutured it with mulberry bark thread, applied medicine, and wrapped it carefully.
The swelling and pain in his legs finally eased a lot, and Shen Xu's clenched teeth loosened, and he only felt pain in his cheeks.
She simply rubbed her face on Song Lin's clothes to dry her tears. When she looked up, she found that his chest was already soaked with her sweat and tears.
In order not to make him worry, Shen Xu sniffed and tried to act nonchalant, but he was too weak and could only whisper nonchalantly, "It hurts."
Song Lin rubbed her fingers distressedly and replied in a low voice: "Silly girl, you don't need to be so strong in front of your husband."
Her pale lips moved in and out, but she said stubbornly, "There are too many people. It's ugly."
"You're not ugly. You're not ugly no matter what you do."
"You, I'm already like this, do you have to argue with me?"
Song Lin quickly covered her lips with his fingers and said submissively, "Okay, it's all my fault. I'm just too stupid and it only makes you angry.
You've worked too hard, take a rest."
Shen Xu nodded, ate something, and then rested his head on Song Lin's legs with his eyes closed for a long time.
Shen Xu's nerves had been stretched to a high level these past few days, making it almost impossible to fall asleep. Only by snuggling up to him could she let go of all her vigilance and precautions and sleep without any burden.
Song Lin raised his hand and gently stroked her sweat-soaked black hair. His deep amber eyes stared at her profile. A myriad of thoughts ran through his mind, and an inexplicable sense of frustration rose from his heart.
For the first time, he felt that he was too weak and insignificant, unable to do anything and unable to protect his sweetheart.
She is the eldest daughter of the Xue family, the Wolf of the North. She is a beautiful, wise, brave, and talented woman. Even when faced with crumbling buildings and ferocious beasts, she can remain calm, decisively kill, and turn the tide.
The appearance of a god.
There is a world of difference between him and me.
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