"Stay by my side, and perhaps one day you can grow to be the person she needs. Think about it yourself!" Master Li left after speaking.
He stood there, letting the wind blow against his face. So, was that useless person the one His Highness needed?
He was not resigned.
When the carriage passed through the city gate of Xifeng Pass into Yancheng, Wu Hen breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Highness, we've passed the city gate," Wu Hen said.
Xue Xingyue nodded, lifted the carriage curtain, and looked around. She finally saw a person on horseback standing on a hill not far away. Although the distance was too great to see the person's face, she knew it must be Zhao Han.
"Can't bear to part with it?" The sudden voice almost made Zhao Han fall off his horse.
He turned around and saw Zhao Xuan, saying, "Brother, you almost scared me to death."
Zhao Xuan snorted coldly, "Have the guts to do it, but not to listen to others talk?"
"Brother, what are you talking about? I don't understand," Zhao Han turned away with a look of panic.
"You want to lie to me? Wait until the next life! It was you who let them go," Zhao Xuan asked directly.
Zhao Han shook his head, "Brother, you've misunderstood! How could I let someone who was robbing prisoners go?"
Zhao Xuan sneered, "Is that so? I remember someone letting a prisoner go in the pharmacy yesterday?"
"Brother, you know already?" Zhao Han regretted it immediately after speaking. How could his brother, who was so resourceful, not know?
"I know," Zhao Xuan said coldly.
"Brother, I..."
"Forget it, if I had stopped you, do you think I could have let them pass?" Zhao Xuan couldn't help but roll his eyes at Zhao Han.
Zhao Han glanced at Zhao Xuan, "But what if His Majesty pursues the matter?"
"Isn't there him?" Zhao Xuan said.
Zhao Han was a bit confused, "Brother, what does this have to do with him?"
Zhao Xuan looked at Zhao Han and said, "Since you don't understand, then forget it."
Saying that, he turned to leave. Zhao Han was unhappy, "Brother, you must make it clear!"
Zhao Xuan threw the letter in his hand to Zhao Han and said coldly, "Go see for yourself."
Zhao Han looked at the unique totem on the envelope and said, "He sent a letter?" He then opened the letter. There were only a few words on it, to help her leave.
"Brother, who is she?"
Zhao Xuan looked at Zhao Han as if he were an idiot, "If you don't understand, then figure it out yourself!" Heaven knew how he had such a foolish brother?
However, seeing his brother's attachment to Miss Xue, it seemed he was troubled. It seemed he had to write a letter home and ask his family to arrange a marriage for Zhao Han early. It was not a good thing to always be thinking about the young master.
After arriving in Yancheng, Xue Xingyue was no longer in a hurry to travel, because she didn't know where to go. The priority task was to leave Xifeng Pass. Now that they were safe, they had to consider Feng Qing's health.
After a long journey, despite Wu Hen's care, Feng Qing's body had reached its limit.
As soon as they arrived at the inn, Feng Qing fell into a coma. Xue Xingyue was a little anxious and asked Wu Hen to take care of Feng Qing, while she went to the pharmacy to buy some medicinal herbs.
She went to a relatively large pharmacy in Yancheng. The shop assistant immediately came out, "Young master, what herbs do you want to buy?"
Xue Xingyue looked at the shop assistant and said, "My friend suffered severe internal injuries from a fight. Do you have any medicine that can help him recover quickly?"
The shop assistant smiled and said, "Young master, you've come to the right place. My shop..."
However, before he could finish speaking, he heard fighting sounds from behind. But after only a few sounds of fighting, there was silence. The shop assistant quickly said, "Young master, please wait here for a moment. I'll go in and take a look."
Xue Xingyue nodded. The shop assistant bowed apologetically and lifted the curtain separating the back. The moment he lifted it, she seemed to see a patch of black. But thinking that these matters had nothing to do with her, she decided it was better to mind her own business and turned back to look at the medicinal herbs in the shop.
Suddenly, she heard a muffled groan. She looked up, and at the same time, a trace of liquid appeared on the curtain behind. Although the cloth curtain was black, she couldn't see the color of the liquid, but the subsequent smell of blood made her vigilant.
She thought of leaving, but for some reason, a gust of wind blew in from outside. The gap opened the cloth curtain, and she saw a person in black, with blood still dripping from the long sword in his hand.
Most importantly, she saw a flower embroidered on the back of the person's hand. Her mind suddenly exploded like a bomb. She stared at the flower on the back of the hand in amazement.
The person behind the curtain felt her gaze. A silver light flashed, and Xue Xingyue flew out. She seemed to hear the breaking of her hair behind her.
The person behind her followed her, and when they reached a secluded place, Xue Xingyue stopped. She turned around and saw the person following her was dressed in black, with a black veil covering her face, and the purple flower on the back of her hand was particularly striking.
"Who are you?" Xue Xingyue asked coldly.
The person sneered, "Those who know who I am are all dead."
"It seems that if we don't agree, we don't need to say much." After speaking, Xue Xingyue flew up. The black-clothed person's eyes flickered. She really didn't expect this person to attack her, but that was good, as she hadn't killed enough yet.
However, after a few exchanges, the black-clothed person regretted her rashness. How could this person's martial arts be so strong? It seemed to be far above hers, and she had never heard the Pavilion Master say that she would encounter such a powerful person in Qi?
Thinking of this, she decided to finish quickly and report back to the Pavilion Master.
But how could Xue Xingyue let her escape? This was a sliver of a clue she had been searching for for several years.