Meng Yi was carried back by the guards at Yan Lang's behest.
Yan Lang glanced at everyone, but did not punish them severely.
"He can afford to lose!"
Zheng Ye watched Yan Lang's retreating figure and made this comment.
He has always been quite confident in his martial arts skills.
Although I cannot match His Highness and my uncle in terms of military strategy and tactics, I believe I am no less capable in terms of physical strength...
Back in the military, he was virtually unbeatable.
Unexpectedly, I was proven wrong again and again today.
At first, they were careless, thinking that Yan Lang was just good at martial arts, but they didn't expect that they would be no match for him.
The opponent I was fighting so hard against, my uncle could handle with one hand...
Yan Lang and Eunuch Xu's skills are beyond question.
Unexpectedly, Ning Xi'er's skills were terrifyingly powerful.
Although it follows Meng Yi's approach, specifically targeting weaknesses...
But the sight of Meng Yi being completely powerless to resist and only able to passively take the beating served as a wake-up call for Zheng Ye...
If it is called him, I'm afraid the outcome may not be good.
Crucially, Ning Xi'er showed no signs of strain, indicating that she hadn't used her full strength.
More than feeling ashamed, Zheng Ye realized with greater clarity that he had been complacent and neglected practice in the past...
Like a frog at the bottom of a well, unaware that there are mountains beyond mountains.
This exchange served as a good reminder that he still has time to mend his ways!
After Yan Lang left, the supervising soldier observed Meng Yi's condition. There was no one in charge at the scene, and the supervising soldier who was distributing food was covered in injuries...
Realizing that these newly arrived exiles were not people to be trifled with, they refrained from causing trouble for the time being.
Seeing the guards standing far away, Xie Zhun quickly pulled Ning Xi'er over.
Xuanfeng and the others automatically stood in the outer perimeter.
To outsiders, it looked as if Xie Zhun was examining Ning Xi'er's injuries...
Xie Zhun's face flushed slightly. After checking that Ning Xi'er was unharmed, he urged her in a low voice to hurry up and go to the space to wash up and change her shoes.
Changing shoes?
This reminder is rather inexplicable.
Ning Xi'er looked up again, staring intently at Xie Zhun's face...
Seeing his uncomfortable expression and hearing the reminder, I burst out laughing instantly!
It dawned on me that it was because of the final move—a groin sweep...
Xie Zhun felt disgusted and also found Meng Yi dirty!
Ning Xi'er suddenly found Xie Zhun's awkwardness quite adorable.
She reached out and stroked the blush on his cheeks, smiling brightly.
After Xie Zhun reminded her, Ning Xi'er, who hadn't thought anything of it before, now clearly felt a little uncomfortable.
He immediately flashed into the space, quickly washed up, and since he only had one set of prison clothes and couldn't change into a new one, he only changed into his undergarments.
I did change the shoes on my feet.
I took iodine from the pharmacy, poured it into a small porcelain bottle, and then took out wound medicine and scar removal medicine from a medicine bottle I had received from the Imperial Pharmacy.
After cleaning her elbow and applying ointment and a bandage, Ning Xier quickly left the space.
He handed the iodine solution and plaster to Xuanfeng, instructing him on how to use them and asking him to help apply the medicine to others.
The advantage is that Xuanfeng is reliable and his application of medicine will not be easily discovered by the guards, and the ointment can be properly preserved.
Xie Zhun's expression clearly relaxed when he saw Ning Xi'er's brand-new shoes.
Ning Xi'er couldn't resist pinching his cheek...
Unexpectedly, Xie Zhun grabbed her wrist and said seriously, "I need to get up as soon as possible!"
Hearing this from not far away, Zheng Ye exclaimed excitedly, "That's right! His Highness's swordsmanship was absolutely superb back then!"
Xie Zhun was still young before he was poisoned.
At that time, their talent might have been above average, but it wasn't necessarily exceptional.
It still evokes a sense of regret and melancholy.
Xie Zhun showed no sign of sadness; instead, he comforted Ning Xi'er beside him.
"I have complained before..."
"Why me...?"
Why was he born into an imperial family, yet his parents died young, leaving him all alone...?
Why must he endure such inhuman torture when he is so close to the throne...?
"But now I think, if things hadn't been this way, the person who married me might not have been you. We might not have gone through what we've been through..."
"Besides, I still have a chance; I can still stand up. Although it's later and I've wasted time, compared to having you, I've still gained more..."
Ning Xi'er believed that this was his true feeling and couldn't help but feel proud of his optimism.
Only a brave and resolute man like him is worthy of her fighting tooth and nail and walking through thick and thin with him!
In the afternoon, the village chief went to the quarry to request an audience with the soldiers, and many villagers were left behind to care for those suffering from the recurrence of their illnesses...
We're still short-handed to fetch water for stomach lavage.
The guards dared not make the decision on their own and looked down on Yan Lang. Unexpectedly, Yan Lang agreed, and all the exiles went to help carry water.
Perhaps Yan Lang is different from Meng Yi; he might at least care about the lives of these exiles!
Led by the village chief, the group left and ran into the old Taoist priest Xingming...
Seeing that Xie Zhun was being carried by Xuan Feng and that his wheelchair was nowhere to be found, Xingming roughly guessed what had happened.
Without Ning Xi'er's prompting, he assumed the posture for performing a ritual, and Ning Xi'er immediately retrieved a wheelchair from her spatial storage.
The rest of the people in the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Huguo's Mansion were all amazed, but none of them made a fuss, fearing that it would attract the attention of the supervising soldiers.
The Duke and his wife, along with Zheng Chengguang, stepped forward to thank Xingming, who accepted the gifts without any remorse.
Zheng Ye, standing to the side, winked at Ning Xi'er, indicating that he knew the truth and that it was all thanks to Ning Xi'er!
Ning Xi'er gave him a warning look, and Zheng Ye quickly shut his mouth.
Before the group could even set off, heavy footsteps sounded behind them...
Everyone looked back and saw a person being carried closer at the checkpoint.
The soldiers carrying the load waved to both sides, leading several hundred men, and approached this side...
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