Shen Xingmian didn't know what had made that man so disheartened. If it was just the murder of someone he was loyal to, it shouldn't have come to this, especially since the young master was still alive.
He should have wanted to protect the child, so how could he have no will to live at all?
Could something have happened that caused him unbearable pain?
Is it his family...?
Thinking of this, Shen Xingmian's heart skipped a beat. Given the way those beasts did things, they would definitely use his family as leverage.
Isn't it the same at home?
If she hadn't returned in time, my grandfather, uncle, and cousin probably wouldn't have survived. What must my mother and father have felt, left behind in this world?
Will they still have the will to live?
I'm afraid that apart from seeking revenge for their family and demanding justice, they have no other reason to live.
How terrible it must be to live such a dark and hopeless life.
Is it possible that this person lost the will to live because he brought the young prince back?
This immediately put him at ease, making him feel even more carefree...
No, she had to catch up with him, contact him undetected, and bring him back to her side.
His current zombie-like state will definitely change once he knows there is hope for revenge.
The best time to act is at night, but this person is definitely very vigilant, and if you sneak over at night, he will easily mistake you for a criminal.
If a fight breaks out, it will still alert the officials, and it will even become more conspicuous because everyone else is sleeping peacefully.
This is not the situation Shen Xingmian wanted to see.
Since that person is His Highness the Crown Prince's man, he should have some recollection of the young prince's handwriting, right? Why not have the child write him a note and send it over along with the medicine for healing?
Shen Xingmian nodded inwardly, thinking that this method was not bad, as it could both lower the other party's guard and give him hope of survival.
Killing two birds with one stone.
So, Shen Xingmian lifted the curtain of leaves once again, but this time, she had a charcoal pencil and a piece of paper in her hand.
"Your Highness, do you know that uncle's name? Tell him, and be patient for a few more days, there will be a chance to leave."
"Oh, by the way, you might not be used to this kind of pen, but we don't have the means to get a brush and ink right now, so we'll have to make do. If you can't control the handwriting well, just add a coded message at the end that he can understand, right?"
Shen Xingmian looked at the child in front of her with anticipation.
At her age, her own handwriting with a pencil was terrible, with uneven lines and crooked strokes. She had no idea how outstanding this child, whom her grandfather had praised so many times, really was.
Then... she witnessed a scene that shocked her for eight hundred years.
The child laid the paper flat and casually began to write, producing a row of unrestrained and elegant handwriting.
It's even more beautiful than any calligraphy copybook she's ever seen in her past life.
Good grief, a max-level kid, huh? At least I've finally shown her a living one.
She used to see it online and often didn't believe it, thinking it was impossible for a child so young to have mastered a skill to the maximum level.
Now it's a real slap in the face.
Xiao Yanyue finished writing quickly. When she folded the paper and returned it, she saw that the older sister looked stunned, as if she had been greatly shocked.
What, does she think her handwriting is too ugly?
Indeed, the ink and paper were not the ones I was used to, and the donkey cart was not flat enough, so my skill level has dropped significantly.
He frowned his handsome little brows, wanting to take the paper back from Shen Xingmian's hand and rewrite it properly.
Shen Xingmian quickly folded the note and carefully put it in her hand. She also took the charcoal pencil, but didn't forget to praise her.
"No wonder Grandpa often praises the young prince. His calligraphy is truly admirable. I am ashamed of myself for not being able to do it as well."
Here, these grapes I found in the woods. Eat them quietly, and don't let anyone see you.
Shen Xingmian stuffed a bunch of grapes into the child's hand, lowered the curtain, and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yanyue, inside, looked at the large, incredibly juicy green grapes in her hand and fell into deep confusion.
It hasn't rained lately, and it's very dry. The leaves of the grass and trees along the roadside are curled up and turning yellow. Where did she find such fresh grapes?
Even back in the Crown Prince's residence, he had never eaten such fresh and large grapes.
Seeing that he hadn't moved yet, Shen Zhiheng urged him with a smile, "Your Highness, try it quickly. These grapes look very sweet. Well, actually, this old minister already tasted them last night."
The following sentence was added by Shen Zhiheng after he saw the child handing the grapes to him.
This child is so well-behaved. He's so young, yet he already knows how to share the good things. His Highness the Crown Prince and Crown Princess have done a great job raising him.
Shen Zhiheng felt his eyes getting wet again.
What's wrong with him? Why has he become so sentimental lately? He was never like this before.
The young prince is just too lovable.
In the end, at Xiao Yanyue's insistence, the grapes were shared and eaten by the two of them.
Shen Xingmian ignored them and instead thought about how to approach Xu Ce discreetly—yes, the man who had been whipped.
This name, of course, was obtained from my maternal grandfather.
Shen Xingmian first went to her mother's side. Even though she didn't want to bother them, she had to ask for help because she wasn't very familiar with the local writing system and was afraid of giving the wrong medicine.
Upon hearing that the person was Xu Ce, Shen Yunting was utterly shocked. She blurted out, "How is that possible? How could such a handsome man like Xu Ce be the same person as that rough-looking guy?! I don't believe it!"
She was so shocked that she would never have said something so thoughtless. As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Qi'an's face visibly fell.
He had an air of "My wife, didn't you say I was the most handsome man you knew? How come you're praising someone else in front of me now?"
Seeing this, Shen Xingmian just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
Without needing any excuse, she wanted to run straight to Xu Ce's side, stuff the medicine and the note into his hand, rather than stay here and watch her parents' lovey-dovey antics.
Shen Yunting was so shocked that she didn't even have time to comfort her husband. Instead, she continued to ask her daughter for confirmation: "Daughter, is it really what your grandfather said? Your father would never mistake him. Could it be that the person really is Xu Ce?"
OMG……
What happened to him? How did he end up like this?
It's no wonder Shen Yunting found it hard to believe. Xu Ce was the man that countless young ladies in the capital wanted to marry. Not only was he exceptionally skilled in martial arts, but he was also handsome and dashing, with clear and bright features. He was practically the prototype of a general in a storybook.
Then look at the person in front of you. He has a stubble beard that almost completely covers his face, and his hair is a mess; you could practically find lice in it...
"Never mind, these aren't the main points. Qi An, here, take these and go talk to him. I know you're best at this."
After Shen Yunting finished speaking, she stuffed the small medicine bottle and note she had just found into her husband's hand.
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