Love is deep but fate is shallow, this beautiful wife has waited for a thousand years

Mu Xiaoqiao's words were half true and half false. They did encounter bandits, but the injuries on their bodies were not caused by them. However, if she didn't say so, she would not be able to justify herself. After all, the injuries on Ruan Haoyu's body showed that he had been tortured.

The woodcutter was also a kind-hearted man. Seeing Mu Xiaoqiao in such a miserable state and that there were indeed bandits lurking around, he immediately believed it and agreed to help. He took the vine from Mu Xiaoqiao and pulled up Ruan Haoyu.

Mu Xiaoqiao thanked him repeatedly, carried the woodcutter's firewood on his back, and followed him home.

After so many days, Mu Xiaoqiao could finally drink a sip of hot water. She was so grateful that she helped Ruan Haoyu up again and fed him some water. This time he didn't vomit and drank it all.

The woodcutter brought them back and went to find a doctor. Not long after, he came back with the doctor. As he took off his hat, he said, "Girl, this is Doctor Jing from the village. Anyone in the village who has a headache or fever should go to him."

Mu Xiaoqiao stood up and asked Doctor Jing to sit down. "Doctor Jing, please take a look at my brother. He has had a high fever for several days and has been unconscious."

Doctor Jing was an old man with white hair and beard, and he looked energetic. He put down the medicine box and began to feel Ruan Haoyu's pulse. The more he felt, the more furrowed his brows became.

Mu Xiaoqiao also became nervous and finally couldn't help asking, "Doctor, what's wrong with my brother? Please tell me."

Doctor Jing raised his eyes and looked at Mu Xiaoqiao. At that moment, Mu Xiaoqiao seemed to see a gleam of light flash across his eyes. Even the modern Mu Xiaoqiao felt uneasy, but when he looked again, he could see nothing.

Mu Xiaoqiao felt that he must have seen it wrong.

"His injuries are very serious," Doctor Jing said. "Although I have a way to treat him, I don't have enough herbs. I'm missing the most important ingredient, cinnabar."

"Where can I find this medicine?" Mu Xiaoqiao asked anxiously.

"This herb can be found on the top of Luofeng Mountain, which is less than five miles away from the capital, but..." Old Jing kept silent, stroking his white beard, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

"Just what?" Mu Xiaoqiao asked.

"Miss, you don't know that although Luofeng Mountain is less than ten miles away from here, it is very high. The top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round and the temperature is extremely low. Most of the people who go up there never come down." The woodcutter interjected. Such a dangerous thing is really too embarrassing.

Mu Xiaoqiao pursed her lips and said, "Doctor Jing, please tell me in detail what the cinnabar looks like. I will definitely bring the medicine back to treat my brother."

"Girl, are you really going?" The woodcutter couldn't help but be surprised. This girl was so brave.

Mu Xiaoqiao nodded, "I have to go, please take care of my brother for the time being."

Doctor Jing took out a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to Mu Xiaoqiao. "The pattern drawn on it is cinnabar. Remember, young lady, you only have three days. If you exceed three days, even if you collect cinnabar, it will be useless. Even the Daluo Immortal cannot save him."

Mu Xiaoqiao put away the pattern, clasped his fists and said, "I understand. Thank you both." Then he turned around and was about to leave.

The woodcutter hurriedly called her over, took out a fox skin and some silver from his house, handed them to Mu Xiaoqiao, and said, "It's bitterly cold on the top of the mountain, take it with you to keep warm."

Mu Xiaoqiao took it and did not refuse, saying, "Thank you so much, big brother. When my brother and I recover, we will repay you for saving our lives one day."

The woodcutter waved his hand and Mu Xiaoqiao left without looking back.

"This girl is not an ordinary person." Doctor Jing murmured, and walked out hobbledly without caring whether the woodcutter heard him or not.

Mu Xiaoqiao hurried towards the direction of Nanrong capital and soon arrived at the foot of Luofeng Mountain. This was the only way to enter the city and there were many people coming and going.

At the foot of the mountain, a small pavilion was converted into a tavern, selling food and drinks. Many merchants passing by would stop by to rest, so this is often the place where the most informed information is received.

Mu Xiaoqiao arrived here in a hurry and rested for a while. She ordered some food. To avoid trouble, she had tied all her hair on top of her head and dressed like a man.

Sitting in the corner of the tavern, she ate slowly. Luofeng Mountain was just around the corner, and after eating she planned to go up the mountain.

"Have you heard? The emperor has passed away, the crown prince is missing, and the second prince has forced the emperor to abdicate. I heard he has taken control of the palace."

A burst of whispering came into Mu Xiaoqiao's ears.

She was startled and quickly pricked up her ears to listen. Two people were talking behind her. The voices were not loud at first, but they were close to her and Mu Xiaoqiao had good hearing, so she could hear it clearly.

"What? The emperor passed away? Why is there no news at all?"

"He passed away yesterday. The Second Prince blocked the news and detained all the civil and military officials in the palace. My cousin is on duty at the palace gate, and I heard it from him in secret."

"Is the Second Prince trying to usurp the throne? What should the Crown Prince do?"

"The crown prince has disappeared. I heard he was killed by bandits. The second prince destroyed the bandits' lair and forced the emperor to appoint him as the crown prince after returning to the palace. The emperor was so angry that he died. The second prince then took control of the palace."

"It seems that Nanrong is going to change dynasties. Hush, it's better not to discuss it. If the second prince hears about it, he is a cruel and ruthless person."

The two stopped talking. Mu Xiaoqiao put down the silver and left the tavern. Things were going to change in Nanrong. Who knew Ruan Haoyu would have enough time to turn the situation around? And Ling Ao's stronghold was unexpectedly destroyed by Ruan Haotian, this scoundrel who would kill the donkey after it had done its work.

But at the moment she couldn't care about the situation in the court. The most important thing right now was to save Ruan Haoyu's life. As for the rest, she would wait until he was alive.

Luofeng Mountain.

Although this mountain is very close to the capital, it is sparsely populated, not only because the mountain is dangerous, but also because there are wild beasts in the mountain and the snow on the top of the mountain never melts all year round. Many people who want to go into the mountain to search for treasures have fallen and died here, or have been killed by wild beasts. Over time, no one dares to come here again.

Mu Xiaoqiao walked along the mountain path into the mountains and went up all the way. She was moving very fast. There was no one here anyway, so she used her lightness skills and was actually a bit faster than riding a horse.

We hurried all the way and finally reached the snowy area before dark. There was no way to go up any further as the snow had buried everything. The cliff walls were all covered with ice formed by the frozen snow and the temperature was much lower than below.

Before it got dark, Mu Xiaoqiao took out the pattern given by Doctor Jing and looked at it carefully. She memorized the pattern firmly in her mind and put it away. Then she put on the fox skin given to her by the woodcutter brother, and she felt much warmer.

After taking a short rest beside the cliff and eating some dry food, Mu Xiaoqiao planned to go up the mountain overnight. The situation on the mountain was unclear, and she only had three days, so she didn't dare to waste it. Fortunately, there was snow everywhere, and it was not particularly dark at night. However, after dark, the temperature seemed to drop a few degrees, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky again.