Chapter 220 The Thirteenth Master with High-Quality Love
The Prince of Zhi narrowed his eyes and surveyed his surroundings before finally saying, "Could it be that the news leaked out? Did the Fourth Brother know that I would arrive in Jinyang early and deliberately put on this appearance?"
Upon hearing this, the attendant beside him said, "Master, if it was really the Fourth Master who did this, then he is truly ignorant of his own limitations. At such a critical moment, he still has the mood to commit fraud?"
The Prince of Zhi also scoffed and snorted coldly, "He usually appears to be so righteous, but I didn't expect that he is actually such a ruthless person when it comes to doing things."
After thinking it over carefully, he suddenly said, "What do you think? If I report him, will the Emperor give him a harsh reprimand?"
"Master, don't worry. Once we find evidence of the Fourth Master's guilt, we'll report it to His Majesty. He'll then see the Fourth Master's true face and realize how good you are."
Prince Zhi nodded with great satisfaction, kicked his horse's belly, and rode into the long street first.
"Oh, who the hell is this guy? Why didn't he look where he was going? My dear grandson, are you okay?" The Prince of Zhi's horse galloped away and disappeared. The old woman turned pale with fear and immediately pulled her grandson over. Seeing that the child was not hurt by the horse, she spat fiercely.
"My dear grandson, are you okay? Speak, don't scare grandma!" The old woman saw that the child didn't speak, so she shook him twice more, and suddenly became anxious again. The child was obviously very scared and shrank behind her, not saying a word.
The people around were pointing and talking, all of them were very dissatisfied with the carriage.
"Old man, take the silver and go check on the child... cough cough..." A sickly young man walked out from the crowd at some point. He covered his mouth and nose with a white cloth, so his face could not be seen clearly, but his eyes were very clear. Although he was young, he spoke calmly.
The old woman was so anxious that she was at a loss for words. She took the silver, thanked him repeatedly, and then turned around and ran to the clinic with the child in her arms.
Some of the onlookers were curious, and some of them were quick-witted and asked, "What is the relationship between this young master and the man on horseback in front?"
At this time of year, there were few people riding tall horses. Seeing that the young man and the man in front of him were both covering their mouths and noses as they entered the city, everyone couldn't help but think of the two of them as the same.
The young man frowned slightly, but suddenly started coughing rapidly.
The guards behind him walked up to him and held the sword at his waist with a cold expression, scaring the onlookers away.
The boy coughed for a long time, curled up with his hands covering his stomach, and frowned tightly.
"Master!" The guard beside him looked very worried: "But your stomachache has come back again?"
As he spoke, he took out a piece of oil-paper from his pocket with a few snacks inside.
"You can get some cushions first. At least you'll feel more comfortable. When we see the Fourth Master later, we can eat something warm and soft."
The master has always been in poor health, and his stomach is weak, so he needs to be taken good care of.
The Prince of Zhi had already reached the point where he insisted on riding alone. The master, worried about the Fourth Master, also rode along. He hadn't had a peaceful rest for days, so how could he possibly endure this?
The young man waved his hand and said, "Don't waste time, hurry to the government office."
As he said this, he was about to mount his horse.
How could Thirteen not be anxious?
He knew clearly the hardships that his fourth brother would have to go through. Every day later they arrived, his fourth brother would suffer for one more day. What if the rebels attacked his fourth brother during this period?
This time, he would never let the plague spread, and his fourth brother would not have to go through such pain again.
Now he must not let his elder brother get the upper hand, but his health was not good, so he was one step behind his elder brother.
Just as the horse was getting on, Thirteen suddenly felt his eyes go dark and he lost all his strength.
"Master!" The guard had just mounted his horse and when he looked up, he saw his master falling off the horse.
He was startled and lunged forward to catch the person, but he was a step too late.
The expected pain did not happen. Thirteenth General slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, and what he saw was a woman's white, tender and delicate hand.
Wen Jiu pulled the young man in front of him, straightened him up, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you okay?"
I just passed by here and heard them mention the Fourth Master intentionally or unintentionally. Wenjiu then paid more attention to this side.
The young man looked almost as tall as her, but he was very thin. Wen Jiu was now strong and healthy, but he was quick-eyed and really caught the person.
"...Thank you." Thirteen had never been so embarrassed before. In all his years, this was the first time he had fallen off a horse. This was something he had never experienced since childhood.
He was saved by a weak woman...
[Master, look, there's a green heart on his head! ]
As soon as these words came out, Wen Jiu immediately looked towards the boy's head. He saw a light green heart shape faintly emerging on his head, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Come to think of it, the last time I saw a similar heart was when Fang'er from the Third Master's family grew one.
Moreover, Fang'er's little heart of love is no less than that of the Third Master.
The one on the boy's head in front of him was obviously purer in color.
"Master, this is a top-tier heart. If you take this, it should have about the same energy as the Fourth Master's heart before he advanced. It's very high quality. You'd better get one so I can study it when I get back."
Wenjiu was silent for a moment. He was still a stranger, so how could he increase his favorability like this? It was a bit strange, right?
However, when she looked at the young man in front of her, she always felt that he looked inexplicably familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere.
Looking at the attire of the person next to him and the familiar jade pendant on him, Wenjiu blinked his eyes. Is this... the Thirteenth Master?
Prince Xiang, one of the six princes in the Qing Dynasty?
Among the princes, there are only twelve and thirteen of this age.
Earlier, the Fourth Master received a letter from the Emperor, saying that this time the Prince of Zhi would bring the Thirteenth Master to Jinyang. She had thought that no matter how long it took, they would have to wait five or six days for them to arrive.
I never thought that we would enter Jinyang City so quickly!
"Thank you, young lady. This is a thank-you gift. I still have things to do now. I will definitely come to thank you when I am done!" Thirteen was worried about the Fourth Master. Since he didn't find anything valuable on him, he took off the ring on his hand and handed it to Wen Jiu.
Wenjiu waved his hand: "No need, then, see you again if fate allows."
Thirteen's face turned pale. "I must thank you. Please tell me your address, young lady. I will come to thank you later."
As he spoke, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The guards around him were shocked by this and immediately handed over the snacks: "Master, please eat a bite first. Or should we go to the infirmary to see you first?"
Thirteen waved his hand: "It's an old illness. Just eat something and it will be fine. No need to bother." Thirteen picked up a piece of dessert and brought it to his mouth calmly.
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