Chapter 241 Where is His Highness?
Chi Heng: "..."
"Are you a reincarnated starving ghost?! I just want to see who's going to take it from you!"
Lu Zhong bared his teeth: "Lord Duke, even if we rob you, we won't get any."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "There's no soup left!"
Chi Heng glared angrily at Lu Zhong, unable to speak for a while. Then, looking at Li Rong, who was making instant noodles and looking at him warily, she let out a heavy snort: "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. Who cares?"
With that, he turned and left.
I picked up two handfuls of stones by the lake and angrily threw them into the water. After throwing all the stones, I turned around and realized that the two people really hadn't followed me.
He was so angry that he gritted his teeth, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he beckoned to the guard beside him, lowering his voice and saying, "You, find someone who can paint and hurry to Qingquan Village."
The guard's stern face showed a hint of confusion: "Master, what does this mean?"
Chi Heng glanced at Li Rong and the others, then lowered his voice and said, "Have someone find a veterinarian named A Nuan. Find out what she looks like and draw a portrait for me."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "Find an opportunity to get to know her. That girl, what's her name... Instant Noodles! Yes, get some instant noodles to eat!"
The guard was startled: "Master, she's the General's wife, after all. Do you think she'll give us what we're asking for?"
"Hey, you idiot, couldn't you have asked politely? Who told you to just ask for it directly!" Chi Heng secretly glanced in Li Rong's direction, and seeing that he was eating noodles with his head down and not looking over, she lowered her voice and said, "Is your brain a pig's brain? Use your brain! If she doesn't give it to you, can't you say you're General Li's subordinate? If that doesn't work, just mention my name, she should at least give you face. If all else fails, just give her more money, and we'll buy it! Buy a lot!"
The guard scratched his head blankly and said, "Yes."
...
Achoo!
Jiang Nuanzhi rubbed her nose, poured out the ground medicinal herbs, put in a new one, and couldn't help but ask, "So much?"
The old man placed a stack of winnowing baskets next to Jiang Nuanzhi: "There's still so much left. That kid Li, he didn't even bother to finish grinding everything before leaving home, making us all so tired now."
As Jiang Nuanzhi ground the grain, she sighed, "What you're saying doesn't make sense. I just bought this yesterday. Didn't he already grind the previous ones a long time ago?"
Jiang Nuanzhi didn't expect to buy so many things. She hadn't ground medicinal herbs herself for a while and suddenly found herself very tired. She usually watched Li Rong grind medicinal herbs and it seemed effortless for him.
"It's troublesome that he ground it so early." The old man pouted, quite dissatisfied. "There was a downpour yesterday, and the medicine he ground might get damp, so he has to take it all out to dry today. Luckily, it's a sunny day today. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste?"
As she spoke, she looked at Xin Bo, who was sitting next to Jiang Nuanzhi and munching on a radish, with great displeasure: "And you, all you do is eat all day! Come here and grind some medicinal herbs for me."
Xinbo blinked blankly: "Grind the medicinal herbs."
The old man rolled his eyes and said, "Anuan, you've been giving him medicine for a while now, why isn't he getting better? Could he be going to become an idiot?"
Jiang Nuanzhi turned to look at Uncle Xin, who smiled at her with a beaming smile.
She replaced the radish in Simber's hand with the dried sweet potato she had roasted earlier: "Simber, have this."
"Ah Nuan, good Ah Nuan." Uncle Xin hugged the dried sweet potato and started munching on it again, giving Jiang Nuanzhi a thumbs up.
Jiang Nuanzhi smiled at the old man: "Look, isn't he getting better? Besides, it's fine as it is for Uncle Xin, we can afford to take care of him anyway."
The old man turned around and saw Jiang Nuanzhi's carefree appearance. He couldn't help but roll his eyes: "What a little fool, with an old fool by her side. They're both fools."
"Alright, don't be angry." Jiang Nuanzhi smiled at the old man: "How about I make you a stewed fish in an iron pot for lunch today?"
The old man's stern face finally showed a hint of a smile, and then he coughed lightly: "That's more like it."
After saying that, he looked at the pile of medicinal herbs and couldn't help but frown: "When is Li boy coming back?"
Normally, I wouldn't have noticed, but now that Li Rong is away, he's been busy with a ton of chores at home all morning and hasn't had time to go up the mountain to catch fish.
"Grandpa Jing, if you need any work, just ask me. My master isn't here, but I can do the work," Xuan Ting said with a smile as he chopped grass for the chickens, ducks, and geese.
"You little rascal, watch out." The old man frowned as he looked at her. "Didn't Nuan tell you not to move around?"
"Auntie Nuan also said that it's okay for me to move around a bit."
"Be careful then. Don't aggravate the wound," Jiang Nuanzhi said, continuing to dawdle listlessly.
"My lord, the place where His Highness is now is just ahead."
At the village entrance, An Dehai, supported by the Nineteenth Prince, walked towards them, his face growing increasingly grim: "Is this what you meant by His Highness not suffering any injustice? What kind of filthy place is this? His Highness has always been impeccably well-fed and clothed since childhood, how could he endure such hardship?"
"Now it seems... cough cough cough... the Empress Dowager doesn't really care about His Highness. Our people can get close here, but hers say they can't. It's just a courtyard of these country bumpkins. They're not her own children, so they don't care. If I were still alive, why would I let His Highness... cough cough cough..."
An Dehai's brows were tightly furrowed, and he coughed violently again as he spoke. He wiped his face with a white handkerchief, revealing a smear of blood. The guards beside him turned deathly pale with fright: "My lord, my lord, please hold on! You'll see His Highness soon!"
He coughed heavily twice, forcibly suppressing his cough, and after a while said, "Where is His Highness? Hurry up!"
"It's just ahead, just ahead."
Without saying a word, Nineteen immediately carried the person inside.
An Dehai was stunned by the scene before him: "Your Highness?"
He tentatively called out, but no, his face full of disbelief.
At that moment, Xuan Ting, dressed in coarse cloth, was feeding the goslings with a small basin filled with freshly chopped and mixed hay. Hearing someone speak, he turned around.
Upon seeing An Dehai's pale face, Xiao Xuanting was also taken aback: "An Dehai, you've come!"
Upon seeing the person, Jiang Nuanzhi also stood up: "Xuanting, is this the person you asked me to help treat?"
Xuan Ting immediately nodded: "Yes, Aunt Nuan, thank you for your help." He had previously told Aunt Nuan that he wanted her to help him treat someone, and she had agreed.
"How dare you!" Anderhai's eyes turned red with anger. "How could you... how could you... pfft!"
Before he could finish speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The last echoes of His Highness's weeping and pleading voice still lingered in his ears.
"Auntie Nuan, Auntie Nuan, please save him!"
He wanted to get up and tell His Highness that he should not be controlled by others because of a eunuch like him, and he should not lose his pride.
But he had no strength.
He couldn't even give His Highness a few words of advice, and thankfully, he had written a will.
I'm sorry, Your Highness. I thought I could stay with you until you came of age, but it seems that An Dehai was unfortunate.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
