Completely different from when they left Dadu, the two of them took the smoothest road and stayed in the best inn, and it took them more than ten days to enter Dadu.
While Hua Cai and her companion were halfway there, a group of people left Dadu from the Seventh Prince's Mansion and rode at full speed towards Da'an Village.
Dadu and Da'an Village were like two different worlds. The endless stream of carriages and horses on the streets made Hua Cai feel as if she had traveled through time again.
"Let's find an inn to stay in," Xinran suggested, and led Huacai to the nearest one.
Hua Cai's health is deteriorating. She can no longer get out of bed for more than two hours a day. Even buying a candied hawthorn from the honest street vendor is a difficult task for her now.
Knock knock knock,
A knock came at the door.
"Come in," Hua Cai replied softly.
The door was pushed open, and Xinran walked in carrying a bowl of porridge.
"It seems quite lively outside." Hua Cai looked at the slightly open window, and the noisy voices of people came in through the window, making the whole room feel less lonely.
Xinran handed the porridge to Huacai, who took it and swallowed it in small sips.
She can no longer tell whether something tastes good or not; her sense of taste has gradually disappeared. She can only consume liquids, and these are the only things that keep her body functioning properly.
"The Seventh Prince's Mansion has issued a notice that Fan Yao, the Right Envoy of the Ming Cult, will be beheaded in the street in three days." Xin Ran pushed the window open completely, and the sounds from the street became even clearer.
Hua Cai paused in her work, looked up at Xin Ran, and said, "Go and collect what I promised you in three days."
Xin Ran was taken aback, walked over to the table and sat down: "May I ask, what is it that you mentioned would be of great benefit to the Ming Cult?"
He was very curious about what it was that she valued so much.
"I can't say." Hua Cai lowered her head and tried to swallow the rest of the porridge. "You'll find out when the time comes."
The system had already told her that Zhao Qiang wanted to kill Fan Yao.
He sent people to Da'an Village to look for her, but they came up empty-handed. Xinran and Huacai were no longer there. In his anger, Zhao Qiang caused great suffering to the people of Ruyang Prince's Mansion who were already under siege. In order to appease the anger of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, Wang Baobao, the young prince of Ruyang Prince's Mansion, even went so far as to fake his death to force the female lead to agree to the marriage.
The Bitter Monk, whose identity had already been exposed, and who, like Xinran, was a member of the Ming Cult, became the target of his venting.
To Hua Cai's surprise, even without He Bi Weng's presence, Ku Toutuo's identity was still exposed.
The death of Hebi Weng was like a wake-up call. Lu Zhangke was no longer the lust-blinded man he once was. Fan Yao's scheme failed, and he became a prisoner due to the mishap of his plan.
The death of Hebi Weng was tantamount to cutting off Zhao Min's hand. Under the heavy pressure from the Seventh Prince's Mansion and the Ruyang Prince's Mansion, she had no choice but to pretend to agree to the marriage, but secretly she and Zhang Wuji discussed a plan to rescue Fan Yao.
Hua Cai slowly finished the porridge in her bowl, looked up at the gloomy sky outside the window, and felt her increasingly weak body. Suddenly, she felt a sense of relief.
I'm finally leaving. This world has been incredibly difficult.
Three days passed in a flash. During these three days, Xin Ran rarely appeared in front of Hua Cai except when delivering meals, presumably because she was busy with the rescue of Fan Yao.
On the morning of the third day, Hua Cai sat in front of the dressing mirror, looking energetic, which startled Xin Ran.
"The weather is quite nice today, perfect for seeing him one last time." Hua Cai smiled radiantly at Xin Ran, as if she had recovered completely overnight.
"Do you regret it?" Xin Ran couldn't help but ask again, feeling sorry for her countless times.
Hua Cai was taken aback: "Why would you regret it?"
Xinran remained silent, but simply extended her hand: "Let's go. Where is the place you mentioned?"
Hua Cai chuckled, pointing out directions to Xin Ran as she carried her to a secluded corner of the street.
Xinran looked at the somewhat familiar corner, then at the truck piled with hay not far away, and suddenly had a bad feeling.
This is—isn't it—
Xinran suppressed his unease and did not make any rash moves until a beautiful woman appeared in their line of sight, holding a torch.
"Come on, let's go out." Hua Cai patted Xin Ran's arm, signaling him to follow.
Xinran was about to speak to stop her, but saw that Hua had already quickly flashed in front of the woman.
"Hi, Sister Zhou," Hua Cai greeted with a smile.
"Who are you?" Zhou Zhiruo looked at the newcomer warily, her free hand slightly hooked with her fingers, her hair fluttering.
Hua Cai pointed behind Zhou Zhiruo: "I'm from the Blazing Fire Banner. Look, I came with Xin Ran. Xin Ran, come here quickly."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo turned her head warily and, seeing that it was indeed Xin Ran, instantly relaxed: "Senior Brother Xin, it's you all. May I ask who this young lady is—"
Zhou Zhiruo smiled and looked at Hua Cai. The moment their eyes met, Hua Cai's eyes shone brightly with a red light: "Let me see the Nine Yin Manual and the Military Treatise of Yue Fei."
With a sway of her body, Zhou Zhiruo's bright eyes suddenly went blank. She slowly took out two rolls of silk cloth from her bosom and handed them out.
Hua Cai quickly reached out her uninjured hand to take the silk cloth and unfold it. The densely packed small characters on the cloth made her dizzy.
"Baozi, quick, memorize the words on these two scrolls." The excruciating pain in her mind made her vision blur, and she nearly collapsed to the ground.
The system, which was already prepared, immediately rolled its blade across the silk cloth, quickly imprinting the contents onto it.
Upon hearing the system's confirmation, Hua Cai placed the silk cloth containing the Nine Yin Manual back into Zhou Zhiruo's hands, and then fell towards the ground, where she was steadily supported by a pair of hands.
"She'll wake up soon, quick, let's find another place." Hua Cai's vision blurred for a moment, and the voices of several women talking grew closer and closer, while the sounds of fighting in the distance could also be faintly heard.
Xin Ran glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, then, holding the flower in her arms, leaped back to the inn in a few bounds.
"I can't believe I've ended up back here." Hua Cai smiled bitterly. She had originally intended to find a secluded corner to hand over the Wumu Legacy to Xin Ran, but she never expected him to bring her back directly.
Now I'm in trouble; I have to go back again.
Suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, Hua Cai struggled to take out a small blue-and-white porcelain bottle from her bosom, poured out a handful of pills, and stuffed them into her mouth.
Xinran was startled and quickly poured a bowl of water, which Huacai then drank down in one gulp, chewing and being forced to drink it.
"It's so bitter." Hua Cai stuck out her tongue, her little face contorted in pain.
Seeing how bitter the medicine she had prepared was to her, Xinran wanted to laugh, but she couldn't manage to.
"Here, take this." After swallowing a mouthful of medicine, Hua Cai barely mustered her strength, unfolded another piece of silk cloth she was holding, and handed it to Xin Ran.
Xinran took it with suspicion, her gaze falling on the silk cloth, and she froze instantly.
"The Legacy of Yue Fei!"
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