Song Zhiyu suddenly shuddered. Hearing the approaching footsteps, she grabbed Lu Bai's hand and hid in the woods.
Before long, several men dressed in black, completely covered up, appeared where they had been standing, carrying knives. Their sharp eyes scanned the surroundings.
Hidden by several large trees, Song Zhiyu and her companion quickly held their breath, their petite figures perfectly concealed in the shadows, not daring to breathe too loudly.
Lu Bai nervously covered her mouth. Those men in black outside looked like troublemakers, and she could lose her life if she wasn't careful.
They seemed to be looking for something, and kept circling around.
Song Zhiyu gripped the white, cold hand even tighter, a hint of reassurance in her eyes.
"Take all of these things with you." The leader of the men in black picked up some pebbles from the corner, examined them carefully, and was unsure if they were what his master was looking for.
Let's take it back and show it to the strategist first.
Having received confirmation, the men in black squatted down one by one, picked up the few pieces of pebbles on the ground, and put them away.
Having taken in everything, Song Zhiyu looked thoughtfully at the stone held in her other hand, a long-forgotten memory suddenly flooding her mind.
Her delicate brows were furrowed, and a deep-seated malice lurked in her eyes. No wonder she was kicked out of the hot spring resort for no reason in her past life; it turned out they had their eyes on what was here all along.
What puzzled Song Zhiyu was why Shen Feng so easily gave her the land deed if he knew about the existence of those minerals under Mount Li.
And those people from earlier, were they actually sent by the King of Li?
Song Zhiyu was filled with a myriad of thoughts, and memories of her past life kept swirling in her mind.
"Miss, they're gone." After an unknown amount of time, Lu Bai finally released her hand from her mouth and let out a long sigh of relief.
Song Zhiyu came to her senses and walked out of the depths of the woods, staring at the pool of steaming hot spring in front of her with a complicated expression.
If those men in black were indeed sent by the King of Li, they must already know the secret of Mount Li and are determined to obtain these ores.
Soon, Shen Feng will also find out about this.
The two were birds of a feather, and these ores were of great use to the King of Li. In order to please him, Shen Feng would definitely try every means to take back the land deeds.
No wonder the King of Li in his previous life had so much silver to support his private army and possess the sharpest and most advanced weapons.
She initially thought it was thanks to the hot spring resort, but she never imagined it was much more than that.
The Lintian Dynasty had extremely strict control over minerals, and established very strict laws that prohibited private mining, private casting, and private trading.
With such immense wealth, no one could resist, and the King of Li would certainly want to possess it for himself.
But Song Zhiyu didn't want him to have his way, and she didn't want the situation from her previous life to repeat itself.
Song Zhiyu lowered her eyes in thought; it seemed she had to bring forward the plans for the hot spring resort.
"Those people must have already gone far away, let's go back first." Song Zhiyu had already made up her mind and did not intend to delay any longer.
If this drags on any longer, the land deed in her hands will eventually become her death warrant.
Song Zhiyu carefully hid the ore in his hand and led Lu Bai down the mountain.
"Miss, what exactly is this stone?" Lu Bai asked curiously, seeing that they were all hiding the stone as if it were a treasure.
"This is..." Before Song Zhiyu could finish speaking, a long sword was suddenly placed against her neck, the sharp blade already touching her skin.
The man had a stern face. "Miss, please come with me to rescue someone."
When he saw Song Zhiyu rescue a lady suffering from asthma at the foot of the mountain, he had the idea of asking her to come and save his master.
However, this method of asking for help might be a little too crude.
Song Zhiyu was not afraid at all. The white powder hidden at her fingertips had not yet been released, but her hands were already itching to move.
She initially thought that the men in black had discovered her presence and returned, and that they had prepared several kinds of deadly poisons.
"Is this how you beg for help?" Song Zhiyu looked down at the long sword pressed against her neck and smiled mockingly.
The man was taken aback, and instantly moved the sword away from his hand. "Young lady, my master is seriously injured. I had no choice but to do this. Please come with me to save him."
“I’m not going.” Although Song Zhiyu is a doctor, she doesn’t treat just anyone.
Moreover, she really disliked this attitude of begging.
“Miss, to be honest, my master is the young master Gu of the Pingyang Marquis’s mansion. If you are willing to help, the Marquis’s mansion will be extremely grateful to you, and will grant you whatever request you make.”
The man's voice was urgent and low. Helpless, he could only introduce himself, hoping that Song Zhiyu would help him out of respect for his master's status.
Song Zhiyu paused, "Gu Siyuan?"
*
The Marquis of Chengen's Residence.
A carved carriage slowly approached from afar and came to a stop at the gate of the Marquis's mansion.
Shen Mingyi stepped off the carriage first. Under the shocked gaze of the gatekeeper, he reached out and lifted the curtain, his tone gentler than ever before, "Yue'er, we've arrived at the Marquis's residence."
A slender, jade-like hand gently rested on Shen Mingyi's broad palm, her bright eyes filled with obvious smiles, and she landed lightly with Shen Mingyi's support.
"Third Young Master, you're back?" The gatekeeper rubbed his eyes, finally confirming that the man in front of him was indeed Shen Mingyi.
"Go and tell Father and Mother that I have returned safely and brought back a miraculous doctor who can cure my elder brother's legs." Shen Mingyi's narrow phoenix eyes were filled with tenderness, especially when he looked at the woman beside him, his smile became even gentler.
When he was thrown into the snake pit, he thought he was going to die, but unexpectedly, he was saved by the person he had been thinking about for many years.
Not only that, Yue'er also healed all his wounds, except for his right hand, which was severely injured by Song Zhiyu and needed some time to heal.
Thinking of Song Zhiyu, Shen Mingyi couldn't help but feel a little smug. She really thought that only she could cure her brother's legs, but little did she know that there are always people more capable than you.
Yue'er became famous at a young age, and her medical skills are far superior to hers.
"This servant will go immediately!"
Upon receiving the order, the servant ran towards the main courtyard without stopping, shouting as he ran, "The Third Young Master has returned safely."
The woman named Yue'er pursed her lips helplessly. "I haven't even seen how your brother's leg is. What if it can't be cured? Wouldn't that make him even more heartbroken?"
"You are the renowned Liangyue Divine Physician, so I naturally have faith in your medical skills. Even Song Zhiyu was able to cure my elder brother's leg, let alone someone as skilled as you."
Shen Mingyi was very confident in her, and when he said these words, there was a hint of inexplicable emotion in his eyes.
Upon hearing Song Zhiyu's name, the woman's expression froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered, a dark glint flashing in her eyes, and she said seemingly casually, "Is the Song Zhiyu you mentioned also very skilled in medicine? I really want to meet her."
Shen Mingyi's face instantly turned cold, and his icy tone revealed his disgust: "What use is good medical skills if her character is flawed? She's destined to go nowhere."
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