When Shi Yi thinks about Xianyu, someone always comes to disturb her.

Wei Dong nodded. His affirmation could best comfort these frightened women.

The girls were sobbing softly. They didn't have to die. If the caravan abandoned them, they would most likely choose to die.

But who wants to die when they can live?

They are still living strong despite the difficult situation in the bandit’s den. Isn’t it just because they are unwilling to accept their fate?

Wei Dong looked around and sighed inwardly. He couldn't just ignore it, even if it would bring some hidden dangers to the caravan.

He said: "When you get to the border town, we can use our connections to find the government to get you a temporary household registration. After you find a good partner, you can have a family. There are many soldiers in the border town, and many of them cannot find wives. It should not be difficult to find a reliable wife to live with."

Using some connections to help girls can save them from a lot of worries. Sometimes a small act of kindness can save many people from a miserable fate.

The girls rekindled their hopes and came forward to salute him. Wei Dong nodded with a smile, and then he also put forward his request:

"I also have some requests. After all, you are girls, so you must go in and out with a few people, and do not go into the caravan without permission. If you have any problems, ask the guards at the door to find me. There are only men in the caravan, so everyone should avoid suspicion. Do you understand?"

The girls readily agreed. Isn't this a kind of protection for them?

Wei Dong pushed the tent out with satisfaction and said to the guard at the door:

"We'll arrange a few carriages for them and take them to the transit station in the border town."

The guard had heard the conversation in the tent and knew that the shopkeeper was determined to be a good person, so he readily agreed and went to make the arrangements.

Weidong took care of all the caravan's affairs, and the caravan finally returned on schedule.

Shi Yi and Master Xuan Qing have produced a lot of finished medicines during this period, some of which were given to Lu Xiangsheng. This bastard is an expert at throwing tantrums, and letters asking for medicine have been flying into Shi Yi's hands like snowflakes.

That full of resentment was almost covering Shi Yi's whole body.

So while she was answering Master Xuan Qing's questions, she was also using these medicines for Master Xuan Qing to practice with, and the finished products she made were of high quality.

Master Xuanqing saw that he had finally made high-quality medicine, and jumped up and down in the room with joy like a child. Master Yuheng couldn't bear to watch, so he covered his face and quickly hid away.

Shi Yi sent someone to escort the medicine to Lu Xiangsheng to prevent him from writing letters to complain, making him feel like a young wife who had been abandoned by him.

Master Xuan Qing is making rapid progress and is also a master at working overtime. He doesn't need anyone to urge him. He himself is a model who lives in the overtime room.

However, he is a researcher who is more serious than Shi Yi. He always demands perfection from himself and pushes the efficacy of the medicine to the extreme.

He and Shi Yi jointly developed several new poisons to restrain Prince Wangyue's toxins. That's right! Fighting poison with poison is no joke. One mistake can be fatal.

So this is a dangerous game. Without sufficiently advanced skills, one would never dare to try it. However, Shi Yi and Master Xuan Qing have already developed three plans and poisons.

Each plan is also equipped with emergency risk avoidance measures in case of failure, which is absolutely responsible.

Young Master Wangyue used those brothels and gambling houses to take out a lot of money from his family. Although his methods were a bit despicable, it didn't matter. He was going to die, so why should he care about his face?

How could he leave all that money lying around? Money and numbers make things easier, so he brought some people to put his brother, who had a good reputation everywhere, in a sack and brought him over.

He learned this trick from that crazy girl. He was a very good student and had practiced the sack-putting technique very professionally. He personally put the sack on the head of his half-brother.

It feels really good. Revenge can only be achieved by doing it yourself!

In the past, he was so stupid that he was bullied by such a sweet-mouthed but treacherous brother and his vicious mother without any chance of fighting back. Now he thinks that he was too particular about his appearance.

"How can you talk about gentlemanly conduct with a villain? Are you stupid?" This was what the girl said to mock him. He was really stupid.

He and his mother are both stupid enough.

Fortunately, I still have time and will definitely avenge myself and my mother before I die.

This good brother is very good at putting on airs. He is a well-behaved and obedient son in front of his father, but turns around and becomes a provocative and shameless villain in front of his stepmother.

The mother was so angry that she taught this disrespectful illegitimate son a lesson. His father would then favor the mother and son even more, and they would become more alienated from each other, which would make the mother even sadder.

After all, he is her husband. How could she not be sad when he favors his concubine and illegitimate son?

So this good brother is an expert at destroying his happy life. Now, he wants to see what else this good brother can do.

He sat high above, watching the man in the sack struggling hard. It took a long time before he finally got out of the sack.

It's so useless!

The person who came out had messy hair, panicked eyes, and bruises on his face, all of which were caused by accidental collisions. He looked miserable.

Young Master Wangyue was very happy to see the miserable prey struggling under his eyelids.

The dizzy man saw Master Wangyue and stammered, "Brother...brother, why are you here?"

You're asking even though you already know the answer. Can't you see?

Wangyue didn't have time to answer his question. He walked down slowly and stood in front of his "brother" who was sitting on the ground. Master Wangyue sneered condescendingly:

"Have you ever thought that you would end up like this?" Looking at the flustered man, he continued to ask in a good mood:

"After you and your mother did so many bad things and killed so many people, have you ever thought about retribution?" His eyes gradually became cold, but there was still a smile on his face, which looked very creepy.

"Are you fantasizing that you can become the prince of this palace? Stop dreaming, it's impossible!" He cruelly told his brother the words he least wanted to hear.

His brother's panicked face became distorted, and he shrieked back:

"Haha! It's impossible for me? Then who else can be the prince? You?" You won't live long, you will be mine sooner or later.

Although he didn't say the rest of the words, Wangyue could see that he wanted to express something but couldn't say it out loud.

Wangyue laughed loudly, "Haha...", and tears came out of his eyes. He pointed at the person who was secretly proud of himself and mocked him:

"Are you trying to say that - you are going to die, and I will be the only male left in this family, so the position of the crown prince will definitely be mine."

Wangyue imitated his appearance, spoke in his tone, and then looked at him intently.