Mrs. Meng, who was outside the door, was watching this scene, and suddenly she felt guilty.

It seemed a bit cruel to forcibly separate a couple who loved each other, but for Zhao'er's legs, she had to do it.

The old man of the Zhao family had been working in the business world for most of his life, so he was naturally shrewd and experienced.

He was afraid that Mrs. Meng would be indecisive and soft-hearted, and couldn't bear to drive Qingying away, so he only gave three-quarters of the tiger bones to the Meng family, and kept the last three days' supply at the Zhao family.

The two signed a written agreement, and the last three days' supply would be given once a day.

On the last day, which was the day Meng Zhao got married, the old man of the Zhao family wanted to see Qingying leave the city with his own eyes before he was willing to give the remaining tiger bone powder to the Meng family.

Mrs. Meng once asked the miracle doctor whether it would have any effect on Meng Zhao's legs if she took less tiger bone powder for one day.

The miracle doctor said that in the later stages of treatment, Meng Zhao was actually able to walk like a normal person.

But he still needed to take tiger bone powder for another half a month to strengthen his muscles and bones and consolidate his bones.

If he didn't take enough for three months, perhaps many years later, Meng Zhao's old illness would suddenly relapse and cause paralysis.

Madam Meng naturally didn't want Meng Zhao to have any more accidents, so she had to be a wicked mother-in-law and drive the kind Qingying away.

Looking at the warm young couple in front of her, Madam Meng sighed, waved her hand, and said to the grandmother behind her: "Go back to the room, we won't go in to see the eldest master today."

"Yes."

The master and servant went back to the room without going in to disturb the poor Yanyan who had few days to spend together.

*

During this time, Qingying was busy taking care of Meng Zhao, and Mrs. Meng was busy looking for tiger bones and miracle doctors for Meng Zhao. It seemed that everyone was revolving around Meng Zhao.

The inconspicuous Meng Xun was just forgotten.

Meng Xun will go south to Bozhou for business tomorrow, and he will be gone for a month. The day before he left, he secretly went to Meng Zhao's yard to see Qingying.

The two intimate people in the room only had each other in their eyes, and did not notice Meng Xun's arrival at all.

Meng Zhao held Qingying in his arms, held her little hand, and taught her to write poetry.

Qingying grew up in a poor family. She went to a private school for two years and could recognize some basic characters, but she could not understand anything too profound.

When writing poetry, they were very close. Qingying turned around and asked Meng Zhao, their noses were only half an inch apart: "Young Master, what does this poem mean?"

"The red tube has a glow, and it says that the girl I like is beautiful."

Meng Zhao glanced at the poem on the paper and said: "The bright red tube has brilliance, and the girl I like has a good face."

He looked up at Qingying, "As beautiful as you are, the bright red tube can't compare to you."

Qingying's pink cheeks blushed when she heard this. Meng Zhao loved her shy and lovely look, and suddenly came over and kissed her red lips.

Meng Xun, who was outside the yard, saw the two people in the room rubbing their ears and eyes dimmed.

He retracted his gaze, turned around sadly, and left quietly.

Meng Xun spit on himself, why didn't he give up?

He shouldn't have come this time, he got nothing but unhappiness.

*

Three days later.

In the north of Bozhou, under Songshan Mountain.

Meng Xun led the caravan down the foot of the mountain, and heard a fight not far ahead.

Meng Xun, who was sharp-eared, frowned and immediately shouted to the team, "Stop, don't go forward, hide in a hidden place, I'll go up and take a look."

Meng Xun got off the horse and walked over quietly. He hid behind a mound and looked forward. He found that two groups of people were fighting 20 meters away.

A carriage was parked in the middle, and several people were dead on the ground, with blood flowing everywhere.

Look at the attire of the dozen or so strong men, with rough faces, full beards, and rough clothes. They must be the bandits nearby.

Meng Xun thought about it and felt that the other side had too many people. They also had to protect the goods, so they couldn't win.

This batch of goods was very important. If it was robbed by bandits, their Meng family would suffer heavy losses.

Thinking that it was better to have less trouble than more, Meng Xun returned to the original place and said that there were bandits here, and asked the caravan to turn around and take another long way.

The caravan turned around and walked back in an orderly manner.

Fortunately, there was a bend here, which was a blind spot. The hillside blocked the caravan, and even if they moved, they would not be discovered by the bandits.

The caravan passed the bend one after another, and Meng Xun, who was at the back, was also about to leave.

Suddenly, a terrified scream came from behind: "Ah, let me go, wet nurse, please don't hurt me."

Meng Xun paused and looked back.