"Why did you stop in front of my carriage?" Wan Xueying glanced at Wan Hesu and Lin Yingnan, and then glanced at the exile team not far away, "Are the escorts so lax in their supervision nowadays?" No one cares if someone leaves the main group?
"I paid money to come to you." Wan Hesu looked a little ugly.
"Considering the dagger you gave me, I can help you if it's your personal matter. If it's someone else's business, please don't say anything." Let's talk about the matter objectively. Even if she broke off the relationship with the Wan family, she still had to repay the favor she owed Wan Hesu. That was all.
Wan Hesu blushed slightly, and tentatively asked, "Can I transfer that favor to someone else?" If he hadn't been saving Wan Huqing, he wouldn't have asked for a reward just for giving Wan Xueying a sword. In fact, he hadn't thought of this before coming.
"No!" Wan Xueying refused flatly. She had long guessed that Wan Hesu had come to her for Wan Huqing. She wouldn't tolerate him, not even asking her for help regarding her biological father and mother.
"Can I beg you?" In order to save Wan Huqing's life, Wan Hesu wanted to kneel down to Wan Xueying on the spot.
"If I agree to your request today, can you promise that during your exile, no matter what dangers or difficulties the Wan family encounters, you will never come to me again?" She said this not to imply that if he asked her for help on behalf of the Wan family in the future, she would definitely help. She was just trying to dissuade him in a tactful way.
"This..." Wan Hesu hesitated. His exile had only just begun, and he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't be able to ask her for help later. Just as he'd said to Lin Yingnan, this sister was a pearl covered in dust, something their uncle's family hadn't cherished while they had her.
Seeing him speechless for a long time, Lin Yingnan couldn't bear to see her beloved in such distress, so she said to him, "Isn't your third brother just having diarrhea? Can't you just find a doctor to take a look? Besides, does she know how to treat illnesses? Even if she could, she wouldn't care." She still remembered the grudge they had had that morning. Later, with no other options, she paid for someone with a mule cart to bring in some bedding.
Wan Xueying didn't care when she heard this. She smiled and nodded at her, "You're right, I really don't know how to treat illnesses, and even if I could, I wouldn't take care of them." After these people hurt her time and time again, why should she care about them?
"Xueying, don't hide it from me. I know you can treat illnesses."
When Wan Jiangyuan mentioned that Wan Xueying's medicine was very effective, Wan Hesu vaguely remembered that Wan Xueying had once given him a bottle of wound medicine, saying that he might need it for the bumps and bruises he would inevitably encounter during his years of martial arts training.
But when Wan Qingling got the secret golden medicine from the prince and gave it to him, he gave the golden medicine that Wan Xueying gave him to a friend in the martial arts world.
Later, that friend in the underworld specially invited him to dinner to express his gratitude, saying that if it weren't for the golden medicine he gave him, that friend would have died long ago.
At first, he hadn't taken it too seriously, thinking that Wan Xueying had given him just some ordinary wound medicine, or perhaps even worse. Now that he thought about it, the medicine must have been very good, to have saved that friend.
"You're really wrong. I really can't treat patients. I'm just interested in pharmaceutical manufacturing."
Wan Xueying was speaking the truth, but Wan Hesu didn't believe her. "Just save the third child. Even if what he did was wrong, he's only eighteen. Considering our blood relationship, can't you save him just this once?" She was trying to appeal to his emotions.
"In the past, I would have rushed to save him even without you telling me. But since none of you have ever treated me as a family member, I've figured it out. That is, I will treat you the way you treat me. This..." She smiled slightly, "It's fair, isn't it?"
"Maybe we did something wrong in the past and hurt your feelings again and again. I apologize to you on behalf of the third brother, and you just save him this time." Wan Hesu played the emotional card again.
"Some injuries cannot be repaired by a few words of apology or an apology. Besides, what qualifications do you have to represent others?" It was as if he was not among those who ignored her in the beginning.
Not wanting to mention those disgusting things in the past, Wan Xueying waved her hand and said, "If you want to waste my time, why don't you go to the Third Prince and ask the imperial physician for help. Whether he will help or not depends on Wan Huqing's fate." Anyway, she really didn't intend to help.
"Imperial physician?" Wan Hesu's eyes lit up. "Does the Third Prince really have an imperial physician?" Then the third prince could be saved.
"Brother Hesu, wasn't the third prince also exiled? Why is there an imperial physician following him?" Lin Yingnan didn't quite believe what Wan Xueying said.
Wan Hesu looked up at Wan Xueying, who looked relaxed, and said firmly: "Xueying said there is, then there must be." This time he surprisingly trusted Wan Xueying.
"Do you trust her that much?"
"Yes," Wan Hesu nodded, "I believe it!"
"Alright," Wan Xueying said impatiently, "given the dagger you gave me last time, I can also tell you that the peach cakes Wan Qingling sent you yesterday not only used a lot of animal oil, but also a little croton seed oil. If a strong person ate it, it would only make them go to the bathroom a few more times, but Wan Hu was drained by women early in the morning, and then he was tortured in the prison, and he rushed all the way. I wonder if he can handle it."
She wasn't just being kind. Haha, can't you see she was trying to sow discord? She didn't believe someone as smart as Wan Qingling wouldn't know there was something wrong with the pastries, but she still followed the prince's instructions. It could only be said that she was thinking more about herself. She also didn't believe that with so many people in the Wan family, they would become so stupid at the beginning of their exile that they wouldn't even think of this.
She knew that one of the people in the exile team following the Third Prince was an imperial physician, and she discovered this last night when she was trying to avoid Pei Xuanqing.
Because of her occupational ailment, she was particularly sensitive to the smell of medicine, and she quickly guessed that the furtive old man was a doctor. When she discovered that the old man had entered the Third Prince's room, and thought about the rumors that the Third Prince, like Wan Jiangyuan, was born with a poison and constantly needed to recuperate, her suspicions were further confirmed.
What the world didn't know was that the rumor was actually true. Over the years, even a mere baron's mansion had imperial physicians visiting Wan Jiangyuan from time to time. In reality, it was all thanks to the Third Prince.
However, Wan Xueying felt that the reason why the toxins in Wan Jiangyuan's body could not be completely eliminated was closely related to the fact that he had been a guinea pig for all these years.
In fact, she also had to thank Wan Jiangyuan for overturning the bowl of medicine she had prepared, otherwise she would have been very likely to be involved in the royal struggle and would not have been able to escape unscathed like she is now.
"You mean that the peach cake not only uses a lot of animal oil, but also contains croton? Why is that?" Wan Hesu was puzzled, his eyes wide open.
"Why?" Wan Xueying sneered, "It's to take Wan Huqing's life!"
"But why did the prince and Qing Ling want to kill the third brother?"
"Why else? To silence him."
"What did the third brother do?" The other prisoners' attitudes towards their family over the past two days clearly indicated they had offended quite a few people. However, they had been imprisoned in the Dali Temple, and the third brother hadn't told the truth, so the family had been kept in the dark.
"Miss Lin should know something. You can ask her later." A few days ago, Wan Huqing's confession of the steward of the Third Prince's Mansion was still a secret, but because it involved too many officials, it is now almost known to everyone.
"You know?" Wan Hesu turned his head and looked at Lin Yingnan.
Lin Yingnan nodded, "I know a little bit."
"Tell me everything you know later."
Just like that, Wan Xueying finally got rid of Wan Hesu and Lin Yingnan. Wan Hesu belatedly asked Lin Yingnan, "Did Xueying repay the favor I owed you just now?"
"I guess... I guess so."
If Wan Xueying were to answer, how could it not count? You gave me a dagger, and I provided you with information that could save someone, along with the truth of the matter. Wan Hesu definitely made a profit.
What she hadn't expected was that the imperial physician hadn't originally wanted to save Wan Huqing, but was ultimately persuaded by Pei Xuanqing to save him. Furthermore, even if Wan Xueying hadn't provided the information that the Third Prince had an imperial physician, Pei Xuanqing would still have asked the imperial physician to save him.
Wan Huqing seemed to have been incredibly lucky this time. Even after waking up, he no longer had diarrhea. For the next few days, he lay in a carriage loaded with food and fodder, not even having to walk. This was extraordinary treatment. Others, such as the elderly and children who were unable to walk, would have to pay a considerable amount of money to enjoy the same treatment as him.
Although Wan Xueying felt that Wan Huqing was a nuisance, as long as he stopped affecting her, whether he lived or died was none of her business. She had something more important to do, which was to draw the blueprints.
This time, it wasn't as easy as last time. She tried using a charred stick as a pencil, but it wasn't very effective. Not only was it difficult to color on the rice paper, but it also shed charcoal and easily tore the paper. She wondered if a sturdier paper would be better. But even though she asked Pei Xuanqing for paper, the one he gave her was whiter, finer, and even thinner than the one she had brought.
In desperation, she could only exchange it for the paper she brought with her and carefully draw it bit by bit with a brush.
The problem arose again: the road was uneven! She had originally planned to sit in the carriage, set up a small table inside, and paint while traveling, but she gave up before even starting. In the end, she only had the chance to paint while stopping to rest along the way, but fortunately, she completed it successfully. Not only did Pei Xuanqing marvel at the first sight, but upon closer inspection, he was amazed and offered a full two thousand taels as a reward, much to Wan Xueying's delight.
I don’t know whether the exiles this time are lucky or unfortunate.
Fortunately, the sun shone brightly from the first day of exile, so everyone didn't have to endure the arduous journey in the rain. Unfortunately, the temperature was too high, there was no wind, there were few shade trees on either side of the official road, and water was not replenished in time, so people began to suffer from heatstroke one after another.
Not to mention the exiles, even the people who were marching with them found it difficult to bear.
At this time, the summer heat-relief soup Wan Xueying prepared for everyone came in handy. She also stored a large amount of water and carefully added a little salt to each water bag. This way, the dozen or so people were in good condition throughout the journey.
Originally, Wan Xueying and her group were few in number and hardly noticeable among the crowd. However, with the appearance of their makeshift tent and Pei Xuanqing's occasional visits, they attracted everyone's attention even from the very beginning of their exile.
Not only Pei Xuanqing, who was constantly taking heat-relief soups, but even those who had been watching them quickly noticed something was going on. Wan Xueying hadn't expected her first business of exile to come so quickly. Of course, this didn't include the two thousand taels she'd earned from drawing tent blueprints for Pei Xuanqing.
"Please make some more summer heat-relief soup tonight." Pei Xuanqing was the first to come to the door.
"How much? For whom?"
"Make an extra pot first, for my men." Even though he was the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards and Captain Hao was his subordinate, they were each leading separate escort teams, and it would be inappropriate for him to get too involved in the affairs of another group of exiles. After becoming familiar with Wan Xueying, Pei Xuanqing stopped addressing her with the usual "this officer."
To be honest, he didn't have much say in the exile. If it weren't for the need to escort the Third Prince and his wives and concubines, he wouldn't have appeared in the exile group at all.
"Okay, you'll be responsible if anything goes wrong." Wan Xueying didn't really want to sell the ready-made herbal remedies. She was really worried someone might tamper with them, which would be difficult to explain. Especially since she was just an ordinary person, getting involved in a lawsuit would be very troublesome.
"Okay," Pei Xuanqing raised the corners of his lips slightly, "I will take responsibility if anything goes wrong." There was a hint of doting in the words.
"Where's the money? You won't let me waste my time and energy and the herbs for nothing, right?"
Pei Xuanqing replied with a hint of helplessness: "Everyone else tries every possible way to please the escort, but why is it that when it comes to you, you only care about money?"
"I'm not an exile. Why would I bother trying to curry favor with the escort? Besides, even if I wanted to curry favor, I'd try to please Captain Hao and his men."
Pei Xuanqing raised his eyebrows, "Why is that?"
"Once we reach Fengyang Ridge, the two exile teams will separate. I want to go back to the northern border, so of course I have to have a good relationship with Captain Hao and the others." Wan Xueying's answer was too realistic.
"I thought you wanted to make Shen Yu suffer less during his exile." Pei Xuanqing looked at her with a smile.
"Don't you take good care of Shen Yu?" If Wan Huqing was the boss of the exile group, then Shen Yu was definitely second in command. The difference was that Shen Yu needed to walk, while Wan Huqing didn't.
"I'm just curious, why do you want to save Wan Huqing's life?" She had been holding this question in her heart for a long time. If she hadn't become more and more familiar with Pei Xuanqing, she wouldn't have asked it out loud.
Pei Xuanqing put away his smile, his face slightly stiff as he replied, "I can only say that he is still somewhat useful and cannot die for the time being."
"But you can't pamper him like a lord all day long!" That thing is like a scabby cat, it doesn't bite but it's annoying. Especially since he's been so proud lately, Wan Xueying wants to find someone to beat him up.
"If you are annoyed by him, then there must be someone who is more annoyed by him." This will naturally force the other party to take action earlier. He did not say this to Wan Xueying.
But he was curious about another thing. "What's going on between you and Shen Yu recently?" he asked.
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