Chapter 264 You Don’t Owe Me, I Owe You
Wen Zhenyi was not so anxious: "It would take more than a minute for them to come here, otherwise these people would not appear here just now."
Ah Xiang understood what she meant: "You mean, they won't send anyone over for the time being?"
"After all, the emperor is far away. Even if these people succeed, it will take a long time for them to return and report. In that time, they might not even remember a small figure like me."
Ah Xiang finally understood and looked at the horse they were leading over: "I'll go check the saddle."
Wen Zhen nodded, sometimes it is good to be more cautious.
She got up and took some things out of the carriage, put a bundle under the unconscious Biaozi as a pillow, and found his clothes to cover him.
Biaozi hasn't woken up yet. If he can get through tonight, there won't be any big problems. If he can't, I'm afraid I'll owe him another life.
A Xiang took off all the saddles and put them aside, then walked around the horses and examined them carefully. There were no brands or scars on their bodies.
The possibility of a war horse has been ruled out. Although it is not a top-quality horse, it is still a rare horse.
You should know that the price of buying a horse is much more expensive than buying a cow, and the price of one of these horses may be seventy or eighty taels.
Ah Xiang came over carrying these saddles: "Master, look."
Wen Zhenyi saw the word "Kang" in an inconspicuous place on the saddle and asked, "Kang?"
"Master, before coming here, I learned about the royal family here. The current emperor has a son whose title is King Kang."
Wen Zhenyi looked at the saddle on the ground and had some thoughts in his mind: "It's just one word, it doesn't mean anything. Let's get rid of these saddles and jade pendants and hairpins."
A Xiang didn't say anything else, just picked up his things and left. Most saddles are made of wood and leather, so they can just be thrown into the fire and burned.
Wen Zhenyi looked at the burning flames and thought about other things.
After Ah Xiang finished dealing with the things, he looked at Biaozi who was still lying on the ground and said: "Master, should we rush back to town?"
"We can't make it back today." He looked at Biaozi lying on the ground and said, "He's too badly injured. Let's take turns looking after him tonight."
Ah Xiang nodded: "I'll go find some food."
"Go." Wen Zhenyi walked to Biaozi, raised his hand to touch his forehead to check his body temperature. It was relatively stable now and he didn't have a fever.
He cleaned the pot of boiling water again, scooped some clean water from the river, and put it on the fire again to boil another pot of hot water.
There is no one here, it is unusually quiet.
Wen Zhenyi was thinking about what would happen next. No one would come to kill her again within half a year after this time. As for whether there would be anyone coming later, it depended on whether he would hold a grudge.
I didn't want to cause trouble, but in the end I was still targeted. It's really annoying.
When Axiang came back, he was carrying a hare and a pheasant in his hands.
Wen Zhenyi made some pheasant soup and prepared to give some to Biaozi when he woke up.
She roasted the hare, and there was only salt on the carriage, nothing else.
They didn't mind it either. It was good enough to have salt here.
After eating a few bites of the roasted rabbit, Biaozi slowly woke up.
When Wen Zhen saw him trying to get up, he quickly said, "Don't move. If you open the wound again, you'll suffer all over again."
After hearing what she said, Biaozi lay down and stopped moving. His voice was a little weak: "Miss Wen, please give me some water to drink."
Wen Zhenyi went to the river to find a reed, cut it in half, and brought back a reed tube to use as a straw for him.
Axiang handed her the warm water.
Wen Zhenyi put the straw to Biaozi's mouth and the other side into the water in the bowl: "Drink it, I made chicken soup for you, drink some later."
Biaozi drank some water and felt better: "I thought I was going to die this time."
"It's too early to tell now. If your wound doesn't get infected, you'll be safe. If it gets infected during the night and your fever persists, I'm afraid you'll die here."
Biaozi was not afraid, but turned to comfort Wen Zhenyi: "Ever since I wanted to avenge my family, I knew that I would die sooner or later."
Wen Zhenyi saw that he was about the same age as his father and asked, "Don't you have any family?"
Biaozi's pale lips forced a smile: "No more."
"I thought you had a family."
"You don't even know when you're going to die, so why bother dragging others down? Besides, I've offended a lot of people in order to gain his trust, and there's a chance I'll get retaliated against. So, don't try to hurt them."
Wen Zhenyi didn't say anything else. He stood up and brought over the cooled chicken soup. He used the same method to make him drink some of the soup: "Do you want to eat something?"
Biaozi shook her head gently: "I don't want to eat." After saying that, she looked at Wen Zhenyi: "Miss Wen, if I can't make it today, I would like to trouble you to take care of my brothers for my sacrifice today."
Wen Zhenyi didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Biaozi continued, "I have eliminated all those who oppressed the people in the past. Those who follow me now are all forced to do so by life. There are no particularly evil people."
"Take care of your own brothers, and I'll find another way to repay you."
"You don't owe me, I owe you."
He was able to take revenge and get to where he is today because of this little girl in front of him. He owed her everything. Now he had to trouble her to take care of his brother. In the final analysis, he still owed her everything.
Wen Zhenyi didn't respond: "Have a good rest, you won't feel so good at night."
"There is a sign under the mat at the front of the carriage. If I'm not here, you can take the sign and they will all obey your orders." Seeing her get up to leave, Biaozi hurriedly explained the rest of the things, fearing that he would not have a chance.
Wen Zhenyi turned around and paused for a moment, saying nothing more.
A Xiang saw Biaozi close her eyes with some helplessness and regret, but she didn't say a word.
After the cream was washed off, it turned back into the cute and silly mink, curled up into a ball and slept in the carriage.
At night, Biaozi developed a high fever and started talking nonsense.
Wen Zhenyi and Axiang wiped his body with wine and cooled him down with warm towels. They worked until dawn, and his temperature finally came down.
The two were so exhausted that they fell asleep as soon as they got back to the carriage.
When I woke up again, it was already noon.
Biaozi has woken up and is a little weak, but his life is not in danger for the time being.
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