Qin Shuhuai said nothing.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

He always thought that he was the one who had always spoiled and tolerated Qin Peng. However, when Qin Peng said this so casually, he was shocked to realize that for so many years, he had tolerated Qin Peng's temper, but Qin Peng always tolerated him unconditionally at critical moments.

Qin Shuhuai's uneasiness was conveyed to Qin Peng, and she patted his hands, signaling him to calm down.

She knew what he was thinking and said gently, "I'm telling you, I'm not blaming you. Don't be sad."

"What if Zhao Yu died?"

Qin Shuhuai couldn't help but speak. It was his failure to let them recognize each other in time that caused the misunderstanding. Zhao Yu was seriously injured because of this. What if he died?

Qin Peng didn't say anything. After a long while, she finally said, "I will return to Beiyan and assist Xiahou Yan in stabilizing the situation in Beiyan."

This is already a disguised answer.

Endless fear surged up, Qin Shuhuai didn't say anything, Qin Peng squinted his eyes and looked at the wall: "I know that A Yu was reckless in this matter, but Qin Shuhuai, if A Yu died in this matter, I think it might be that we were not destined to be together."

She had been killed three times by him. If Zhao Yu died again, she thought, they really were not destined to be together.

"But don't be afraid," she turned around, held Qin Shuhuai's hand, and said gently, "It won't come to that, right?"

As she spoke, she looked up and looked at him expectantly.

Zhao Yu will not die, he cannot die.

At this moment, Qin Shuhuai knew very clearly what role Zhao Yu played in the relationship between him and Qin Peng.

He suppressed all his fear and said calmly, "He will be fine, don't worry."

As he said this, he held her in his arms, and the two of them snuggled together, comforting each other with their warmth and erasing their fear.

When the two woke up, Qin Shuhuai immediately sent people to find a doctor without Qin Peng saying anything. He called Zhao Yi and said coldly, "Go to the mountain and invite the witch down. Tell him that we are not saving the people of Qi, but the monarch of Northern Yan."

"Such a confidential matter..." Zhao frowned, and Qin Shuhuai said calmly: "Just do it."

Zhao Yi didn't ask any more questions. A good knife doesn't need to ask the reason for killing.

Zhao Yi went up the mountain, and when he came back the next day, he brought an old man with him.

The old man's hair was a mixture of black and white, but his face looked like he was in his early thirties, and his age was impossible to tell. When he arrived, Qin Peng was talking to Zhao Yu, and Qin Shuhuai was standing by.

Zhao Yu was hanging on with expensive medicinal herbs, and was actually very weak, but he insisted on talking to Qin Peng. Qin Peng could only stay with him, and he listened while she talked.

Qin Peng was talking about old things, the times when he and she were naughty as children. Zhao Yu listened quietly without showing any impatience.

"When you were a child, you were afraid of bitter medicine. I prepared a lot of sweet dates for you..."

"Princess, Prince," Zhao Yi's voice appeared outside the door: "I have brought the witch here."

Hearing this, Qin Peng was a little surprised and looked up at Qin Shuhuai.

A cold light flashed in Zhao Yu's eyes, but his face showed no expression.

Qin Shuhuai put down the letter in his hand and said loudly, "Please."

"I'll go and take a look."

Qin Peng patted Zhao Yu's hand, then stood up and walked out. Together with Qin Shuhuai, he met the "witch" that Qin Shuhuai mentioned.

Wu is a respectful title. In Qiongzhou and the border areas of Xiliang, Wu is a kind of existence similar to a priest. They are often the literate people in a tribe or a village who understand astrology and numerology. Their most important duties are to pray for blessings and cure diseases.

When the man came in, he was wearing a black robe, and there were many things hanging on his belt, which made him look quite mysterious. He walked in without any greeting, but nodded slightly to the two of them. Qin Shuhuai stood up and bowed to him respectfully.

When the man saw Qin Shuhuai's actions, he laughed.

"This adult is very sensible."

Qin Shuhuai raised his hand, personally served the old man and knelt down, pouring him tea: "If you have something to ask for, you should behave in a begging manner."

Wu smiled, glanced at Zhao Yu in the inner room, and said directly: "There is no need to do this. There is nothing to discuss between our tribe and the Qi people. I heard that the injured person is the king of Beiyan, but is it true?"

"Yes." Qin Shuhuai nodded: "If you want to deal with Qi State, healing this man is the best way."

"I have no intention of dealing with Qi. I just came here to ask for a favor."

The old man stood up and walked straight into the inner room. Zhao Yu was helped up by Bai Huai and lay on the bed. He watched the old man come in with a calm expression.

The old man looked at him and said with some regret: "Not really."

This action made Qin Shuhuai and Qin Peng somewhat confused, but Zhao Yu seemed to know what he meant and said nothing.

The old man walked up to him, felt his pulse, frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "I can treat him, but Your Majesty, I want to ask you for something."

"What do you want?"

Zhao Yu seemed very alert, and Qin Shuhuai couldn't help but look at Zhao Yu twice more.

Qin Peng actually didn't understand Zhao Yu, but he knew it well. In front of outsiders, Zhao Yu's smile would never leave his face. You couldn't tell what he was thinking. Whether he was happy or angry, he would always smile.

However, when facing this old man, Zhao Yu never smiled and his expression was cold, as if he was on guard against something.

The old man didn't notice anything wrong with Zhao Yu. He didn't seem to know Zhao Yu. He just said, "Princess Yuyang Zhao Peng is your sister, right?"

Hearing this, everyone present frowned. Zhao Yu's eyes turned cold, but the other party had already inquired about it and said, "I want a portrait of her."

"Kick this old bastard out of here!"

Zhao Yu immediately shouted angrily, and as he shouted, he spit out a mouthful of blood and started coughing rapidly.

Qin Peng hurried forward, patted Zhao Yu on the back, and asked the medicine boy beside him to come up. The witch retreated the moment Zhao Yu spurted blood, clasped his hands in his sleeves, shook his head and said, "You are so ill and still have such a bad temper. You have one day to think about it. If you delay any longer, I can't save you."

"Old bastard... a pervert..."

Zhao Yu gritted his teeth and cursed, Qin Peng hurriedly said: "Stop cursing! Give me a rest!"

As she spoke, she winked at Qin Shuhuai. Qin Shuhuai was much calmer than Zhao Yu. Although he was very dissatisfied with Wu's condition, he controlled his emotions and said to Wu, "Sir, can you please have a word with me?"

Wu had no intention of provoking anyone, and walked out with Qin Shuhuai.

Qin Shuhuai's attitude was obviously colder. Wu was a little puzzled and asked, "It's OK if Zhao Yu is unhappy, but what are you unhappy about?"

After thinking for a while, Wu suddenly realized what was going on and said happily, "I remember now. Your name is Qin Shuhuai, right? I remember that you were Zhao Peng's husband!"

These words softened Qin Shuhuai's expression. He nodded and said, "Yes, I am his husband."

While talking, Qin Peng comforted Zhao Yu, and after knowing that he was fine, he chased out. Qin Peng respectfully invited Wu into another room, asked Wu to sit down, and then said: "Beidi is eager to protect my sister, I hope you don't mind."

"That's fine."

Wu waved his hands: "He is like this, I knew it before."

"You... know Beidi?"

Qin Peng was a little confused. She didn't remember having any impression of this person at all.

The old man smiled and took a sip of tea, with nostalgia in his eyes: "Back in Yandu, I met his sister and brother once."

After hearing this, Qin Peng felt even more surprised. She definitely didn't know this person.

Wu Que quickly answered her doubts: "Of course, not openly. I followed them secretly for a long time."

Qin Peng's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't know Zhao Yu and Zhao Peng. He just asked curiously, "Aren't you from Qi? Why are you following the prince and princess of Northern Yan?"

"Qi people?" Wu showed a mocking expression, but looked at Qin Shuhuai: "This princess probably doesn't know how Xu Cheng got here?"

"Thirty years ago, Xucheng was originally part of Xiliang. The main ethnic group in Xucheng was the Wu tribe. Xiliang was at war with Qi State, and Xucheng was forced to cede the city. The Wu tribe refused to hand over the city, so Qi State gathered thousands of troops to destroy the tribe."

Qin Shuhuai spoke calmly and told the bloody past.

Wu listened to this story without any emotion, as if he was listening to an outsider.

"The Wu tribe actually has only a thousand people, but it takes tens of thousands of troops from the Qi State to attack. Do you know why?"

Wu looked up at Qin Peng with a strange smile in his eyes. Qin Peng was a little frightened by that smile, but he remained calm and asked, "Why?"

"Because we are witches."

Wu laughed out loud: "I can cure diseases that no one in the world can cure. Wu is originally chosen by God, and each of them is different. If our tribe is not small, how can we be a mere Qi country?"

As he spoke, Wu snorted coldly, with disdain in his eyes. Qin Shuhuai remained calm and respectfully poured tea for Wu. Qin Peng did not forget his question: "Then why did you follow the two members of the Zhao royal family?"

"Oh," Wu returned to his question, with a nostalgic look in his eyes: "There is a special goddess among the witches. She is the belief of the witches. When the witches were defeated, the goddess Wu Qin escaped and wandered outside. We who survived the witches have been looking for the goddess. That year, I passed by Yandu by chance and met Princess Yuyang. When I saw her for the first time, I almost thought she was a goddess."

Qin Peng was stunned for a moment. Qin Shuhuai paused in pouring the tea and looked up at Wu.

There was undisguised longing on Wu's face. The relationship between him and Wu Qin was by no means as simple as that between a subject and a goddess.

"She looks almost identical to Wu Qin. I thought the siblings had some kind of relationship with Wu Qin, so I followed them for a while, but I didn't find any trace of Wu Qin, so I left."

Qin Peng did not say anything, but Qin Shuhuai spoke first: "Then why do you want Princess Yuyang's portrait?"

"I am old now," the witch sighed with sadness in her eyes, "I can't remember what she looked like, but I can't forget her. I can't draw, so I can't draw her, but I really want to remember her. Princess Yuyang looks almost exactly like her, so I came to ask for a painting."

"I want a painting of Princess Yuyang, and then have someone draw a picture of her for me."

The witch lowered her head and stroked a plum blossom on her arm.

There was a word "Li" engraved on the pistil of the plum blossom. Qin Peng took a glance at it and roughly guessed that the name of this witch should be Wu Li.

Qin Shuhuai didn't see the plum blossoms, but thought carefully about Wu's request. Finally, he said, "Tell me what Wu Qin looks like, and I'll draw it for you."

"Really?" Wu Li exclaimed happily: "That's great!"

Qin Shuhuai nodded and took Wu Li to the desk. Wu Li described the scene while Qin Shuhuai listened. Finally, he drew it according to Zhao Peng's face.

When Wu Li saw the portrait, his eyes turned red and he said with a trembling voice: "It's her...it's her..."

He was a little emotional, and Qin Shuhuai saw this and said to him, "Sir, you might as well go and rest first. After you calm down, we can discuss the diagnosis and treatment."

Wu Li nodded, and did not refuse Qin Shuhuai's kindness, and followed him to the next room.

Qin Shuhuai came back to Qin Peng and saw that Qin Peng was thinking about something, so he asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I just saw a plum blossom on Wu Li's wrist," Qin Peng frowned, "Is that the symbol of the Wu tribe?"

"oh?"

Qin Shuhuai raised his head, frowned, and said, "Do you know that when you were Zhao Pengshi, you also had a plum blossom on your body?"

Qin Peng raised his head suddenly: "Where is it?"

Qin Shuhuai's ears turned red when he heard this, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "It's the place I like to kiss the most when we make love from behind."

Qin Peng: “…”

This was the first time she had seen someone acting so seriously as a hooligan.