Chapter 200 Ayou, what did you call me?
Fortunately, Xiaodie grew up here and is very familiar with the terrain in this area.
Under her leadership, everyone managed to find a few caves to take shelter.
After walking on the mountain road for a day, everyone was tired, hungry, cold, and after entering the cave, they huddled together to keep warm and ate steamed buns and pot cakes in silence.
Looking at the heavy rain outside, everyone's face was filled with worry.
Although they had a place to stay, they were not happy at all.
They were already short of food and did not bring much dry food with them on this trip. As they walked along, their clothes were all soaked by the rain.
Even if you don't starve to death, you will freeze to death.
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Outside Shengjing City, on the border of Yunzhong, in Fufeng Town.
Beigong You has been awake for a few days. The wounds on his chest, waist and abdomen have basically healed. He has insisted on getting out of bed and walking around in the past two days.
Although he was thin, he was not completely weak because of the exercise.
It has been raining these two days, so he has been staying in the room.
Affected by the weather in Shengjing, it rained for a few days in Fufeng Town, but the weather soon cleared up.
The sky is cloudless and the air is fresh.
The air is filled with the scent of autumn, which makes people feel happy.
However, Beigong You could not be happy. After dinner every day he would stare blankly towards the northwest.
He was worried about the people of Shengjing, and even more worried about Lin Miaoyin of Yipin Guo.
Mai Dong had already gone back, and he didn't know whether he had been able to pick her up. Whenever he thought of this, he felt a little upset.
"Your Highness, the meal is ready. Let's eat first." Zitan brought lunch into the room.
"Aunt Zitan, why are you so happy today?" Feng Ming couldn't help but ask when he saw her humming a little tune.
"Without the annoying people, you will feel better naturally."
As Maidong left, the depression and anger in her heart disappeared instantly, and even her steps became lighter.
Beigong You only took two bites and then put down his chopsticks.
Although Zitan prepared the meals in various ways, he still couldn't eat.
Zitan said nervously: "Your Highness has no appetite? Is it because the food I made is not tasty? I will prepare it again..."
"Don't bother, I'm not hungry."
"Your Highness, you have lost so much weight. You need to eat more." Zitan said worriedly.
Beigong You took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his mouth gracefully, and signaled Zitan and Feng Ming to continue eating and not to bother with him.
But he put down his chopsticks, so Zitan and Fengming didn't dare to eat.
The two of them also hurriedly finished their meal.
After Zi Tan collected the dishes, he called Feng Ming and whispered, "You stay with the prince for a while. I need to go out for a while."
"What is Aunt Rosewood going to do?"
"You'll know when I come back." Zitan looked at Beigong You's thin figure and sighed softly.
Now, she must be the only one who can save the prince.
As soon as Zi Tan left, Bei Gong You said to Feng Ming: "You should return to Shengjing immediately to help the princess..."
"Your Highness, my master has already gone back with the Shenying Army. I will stay to protect you." Beigong You is always at risk of falling into a coma or having a relapse, and he cannot be left alone. How can he feel at ease leaving him here alone?
Beigong You shook his head. He was fine. "Shengjing has always been short of food, and it's raining so hard. Something will happen sooner or later."
It had been a few days since Maidong went back, but there had been no news from him. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
"My Lord, please wait a little longer."
Feng Ming thought for a moment and said, "Maybe Master had already sent the message back, but was delayed because of the heavy rain in Shengjing."
Beigong You stopped talking.
At this moment, he truly felt the pain of being powerless.
I can’t do what I want to do, and I can’t protect the people I want to protect.
Around mid-afternoon, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the courtyard. Feng Ming immediately looked outside with vigilance, "Your Majesty, please stay well. I will go outside to take a look."
As soon as I went out, I saw a horse-drawn carriage with a green curtain parked in front of the yard, followed by an ox cart carrying goods.
"Who are you..."
As soon as he asked the question, he saw Zitan lift the car curtain and get out.
Soon, she turned around and held out her hand to the people in the carriage, "Miss, go slower."
Soon, a woman wearing a veil hat and a lavender dress came down from the car gracefully. Her movements were graceful and swaying, with a unique charm.
The wind blew up a corner of the veil, revealing half of her beautiful face.
Feng Ming glanced at her, then quickly looked away and bowed, "Your humble servant greets Princess Shu."
"Where is fourth brother?" The woman's voice was light and soft, as if covered with a layer of smoke, hazy, giving people a feeling of misty Jiangnan, very pleasant to hear.
Feng Ming almost didn't react, and after a moment he said anxiously: "The prince is in the room, I will go and report it right away."
He ran in quickly.
Looking at his anxious back, Zitan couldn't help laughing and said, "This kid is still so impatient."
"He is still young and needs to be trained well."
"She's not young anymore. She's almost eighteen." Zitan said as he helped the woman beside him into the yard.
"They've grown up so much. Time flies. I remember he was just a child when I got married." The woman's voice was filled with a hint of sadness. "So many years have passed. They've grown up and things have changed."
Feng Ming hurried into the room, stuttering, "Prince, Prince, Shu...Princess Shu is here."
"She's here?" Beigong You's expression trembled.
While the two were talking, Zitan helped the woman beside him into the yard.
When Beigong You heard the footsteps, he immediately went out of the room to meet them. Looking at the slender and weak figure in his memory, his expression changed slightly.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
It was the woman on the other side who spoke first, "How did Ah You become like this?"
Zitan told her roughly about Beigong You's condition these days. She only said that he had lost weight, but did not say to this extent.
She almost didn't recognize him.
"What is going on?" The woman's voice was choked with sobs, and even her eyes were red.
She couldn't help feeling heartbroken when she thought of the young man who was full of vigor and vitality in the past becoming such a skinny guy now.
What kind of disease is this that could torture a generation of war god into this state?
When Beigong You's illness was mentioned, Zitan's expression became more serious. "The prince's illness... even the head of the palace's Changyuan couldn't diagnose it. No one knows what's going on."
"Ayou..." The woman's voice trembled slightly.
The young man before him no longer had the heroic spirit of the past, nor the youthful vigor in his memory. He even looked more decadent than a sixty-year-old man.
If it weren't for those familiar features, she would never have been able to connect him with the once brave young man.
"Greetings, Princess Shu." Beigong You bowed.
Hearing this unfamiliar name, the woman's eyes trembled, "Ayou, what did you call me?"
"Sister-in-law." Beigong You bowed again.
"You used to call me Sister Zhimo." Chen Zhimo's gentle voice could not hide her disappointment.
When they were in Ganquan Palace, he followed her like a little shadow, all day long, and timidly called her Sister Zhimo.
More than ten years have passed, and the boy behind her has grown up.
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