Chapter 427 Hu Shanxiang 18
Facing Sun Ruowei's question, she chose to throw the question back: "Another name? Why would Miss Sun ask that?"
"I just always felt that you looked familiar. In fact, I think I once had a..." Sun Ruowei really didn't know what to say for a moment. She also felt that her guess was too crazy. If the other person was not her, why would she be so rash and say such things when the other person was seriously injured.
The more she thought about it, the more impossible it seemed. Sun Ruowei was annoyed with herself for being too impulsive. If Miss Hu was inexplicably involved with a traitor like her, wouldn't it be a sin? So she quickly shut up.
"Actually, I don't know either. My family said I was kidnapped by beggars when I was little. When I was four, an old Taoist priest rescued me from a pile of corpses and wild dogs. Later, by chance, I was able to find my home. So, I can hardly remember anything about my childhood."
Speaking of these words, Hu Shanxiang appeared very calm, without a single flaw:
"My parents later changed my name to Shanxiang, following the advice of the Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain. I may have had another nickname before."
"So that's how it is. I was so abrupt, asking about your sad story."
"It's okay. I told you, I've forgotten a lot of things from my childhood, so it's not like I'm sad or not."
Hu Shanxiang lowered her eyes, looking at the wound on her right index finger. The arrow had scraped a layer of flesh away, and although it had scabbed over now, she was afraid that after it healed, it would still leave a shallow scar.
"You must be hungry after sleeping for so many days. Look, I'm just busy talking to you. I'll ask someone to bring you a bowl of rice porridge."
Sun Ruowei didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, but what happened just now touched upon the past in her heart, so she quickly found an excuse to slip away.
When she calmed down and walked into the house carrying a tray of porridge and side dishes, she saw two enemies, one big and one small, gathered around Miss Hu's bed.
Sun Ruowei almost couldn't restrain herself from smashing the dishes and wiping the necks of the two men on the spot, but unfortunately she didn't do anything in the end. She just walked in silently with the food.
Zhu Zhanji, who was accompanying the emperor, turned around and saw Sun Ruowei standing behind him like a ghost without making any sound. He reacted with a start and picked up the bowl of millet porridge.
Zhu Di also saw the porridge and immediately comforted her: "You must be hungry during these few days of sleep, but you just woke up, so you can't eat those greasy and meaty foods. I'll excuse you and have a bowl of millet porridge to fill your stomach first."
"The Emperor is treating me like a greedy child."
"You're only fourteen this year. If you're not a child, then what are you?"
Speaking of this, Zhu Di felt even worse. He had fought in wars all his life and had even been a rebel, but in the end, he asked a little girl to block the arrow for him.
"I've been sick these days. I heard that you've been taking care of A Tian yourself and even made dried meat for him?"
Seeing that Judy was in a bad mood, Hu Shanxiang changed the topic and reached out to take the bowl from Zhu Zhanji.
"You don't have to move. Tell him to eat and let's talk."
Zhu Di hurriedly called her back and spoke of A Tian again, his eyes full of undisguised fondness: "A Tian's eagle cub is great, even better than my children and grandchildren. It's said that all things have spirits, and compared to humans, they are actually more loyal and pure."
"It did a great job this time, but unfortunately I don't have anything to reward it with. I remembered you mentioned making dried meat, so I tried it. It's not bad. It likes it, and I find it delicious too."
Zhu Zhanji paused while feeding the porridge and turned around to ask, "Grandpa, why are you eating with the eagle? This, this..."
"Here's your porridge. You're just as sloppy as your father. It's made with the best meat. There's nothing you can't eat. Didn't you just ask me for a bag to go?"
"You, you gave me food to eat?!"
"Otherwise? And you're doing business with the Emperor."
Zhu Di stroked his beard proudly, then turned to Hu Shanxiang and said, "Just focus on recuperating. If you need anything, just ask me."
"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty."
After comforting his future granddaughter-in-law, Zhu Di turned to look at the humbled Miss Sun behind him. "You've been busy these days helping the Crown Prince take care of the patient. Are you used to living here?"
Sun Ruowei didn't understand why, but she felt this was an opportunity, so she quickly replied, "Your Majesty, everything is fine at Jiming Temple. I'm just worried about my family, so I want to go home and see them."
"It's inevitable that this will happen when you've been away from home for so long. Prince, please take some time to bring the girl's family over so they can be reunited."
Zhu Di glanced at his good grandson beside him with a heavy look, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, the old man is leaving."
Without giving Sun Ruowei and Zhu Zhanji a chance to react, he turned and left.
Zhu Zhanji waited until he was sure that the emperor had gone far away before returning. As soon as he entered the room, he saw the female rebel sitting in her seat, holding the rice porridge he had half-finished feeding her and feeding it to the patient he had just fed.
The rage within him immediately erupted. He took two or three steps forward, pointed at Sun Ruowei, and said, "What are you doing? You're just making a fuss. Now, the Emperor wants to meet your traitorous accomplices. Then, I'll just send you off together."
"Do you think we are afraid of death?"
"Do you think death can solve the problem?"
Zhu Zhanji sat in front of the bed and suddenly let out a sigh of relief: "It wasn't long ago that you assassinated the emperor, and now you're doing it again at the palace dinner. What do you think the emperor will think?"
"My second uncle has become the regent outside. If you continue to be so stubborn, once the King of Han really takes the throne, what do you think you orphans of the Jingnan Rebellion will mean to him then?"
"Sun Ruowei, think carefully about the 30,000 people outside the Great Wall. Do you really want to let the hatred and pain continue endlessly?"
The hand that had been silently feeding her finally stopped. Hu Shanxiang glanced at Sun Ruowei, whose face showed signs of pain and struggle, and slowly raised his hand to cover the back of her hand: "Don't force yourself, follow your heart."
He looked up again and signaled Zhu Zhanji to leave first.
Although he was very reluctant, seeing the man's appearance, he was afraid that there would be no results today. Zhu Zhanji could only reluctantly reply: "Then you have a good rest. I will bring someone to see you tomorrow. Who do you want to see?"
Sun Ruowei was silent for a long time, and finally said, "Xu Bin."
After Zhu Zhanji closed the door, the emotions she had been secretly suppressing finally gave way. Sun Ruowei lay down beside Hu Shanxiang's bed, her tears gradually soaking the quilt.
"What should I do? My parents' revenge, the lives of 30,000 people in the Nurgandusi... Why, why does it all weigh on my shoulders?"
"Because you are still a kind person, you already have the answer in your heart, right?"
Hu Shanxiang gently patted her shoulder, her voice soft as the moon in the sky: "Don't be afraid, don't feel guilty, do what you think is right, stick to your heart, and the future will give you an answer."
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