The heroine is so cute, she quickly puts on her clothes and lies down

The road to exile was not easy. The further north one went, the colder the weather became. Zhu Wan was the first to react, and Zhu Yue, who had been keeping an eye on her, immediately noticed it.

I searched in my space and found the Chinese herbal pills with various functions that I had made before, just in case. I took out two that were very effective in reducing fever, wrapped them in old yellow paper, and placed them in the palm of my hand.

He used two gold leaves to beg for hot water from the official, secretly added a drop of spiritual spring water into it, and only felt relieved after watching Zhu Wan drink it.

The original owner's sister looked very bad. On the way, she found an opportunity to take her pulse. The pulse was very disordered, her physical condition was very poor, and she had severe uterine cold. She didn't know why Zhu Wan, who was very healthy before getting married, had uterine cold after getting married.

Perhaps because she heard her sigh, Zhu Wan turned around and found that Zhu Yue's face was slightly sad because of her body. A smile immediately appeared on her face, like gentle ripples in a calm deep pool.

"I'm fine. I'll be fine soon after taking the medicine. Don't worry about me."

In order to reassure her and help her get better quickly, Zhu Yue pretended to be relieved.

She was indeed worried. Most of her previous missions were about revenge or technical matters. This was the first time she had received a mission to protect someone.

What does it mean to be a successful mission?

Is it to protect both of them until they have a happy marriage or to protect them for a lifetime?

Zhu Yue thought about it carefully and analyzed the original owner's memory, guessing that he would probably have to protect two people for the rest of their lives.

Fortunately, the request was only for their safety, not wealth or prominent status. That would have required clearing the name of Marquis Anle, which was not difficult, but Zhu Yue did not want to put too much thought into it.

"Bai Lu, if you feel unwell, remember to tell me. I have medicine."

During the journey, Bai Lu helped to take care of Zhu Wan, running around, so Zhu Yue basically didn't have to worry about anything. Those who have made contributions will be rewarded. She planned to tell Bai Lu when she arrived at the place of exile that she would no longer be her slave, as everyone would be a sinner and equal by then. She would give her a sum of money as a reward, and she could choose whatever path she wanted from then on.

The farther the place of exile, the more serious the sin.

Generally, they are remote, cold and polluted places or isolated islands with smoky and hot weather, with backward economy, lack of medical care and very poor living conditions. Many people die of illness on the way. After arriving at the place, they are not necessarily free and may do hard labor, be sent to the army, or become civilians.

When they were halfway through the journey, the team stopped and the police came with knives. The criminals with serious criminal charges had words carved on their faces.

Zhu Yue looked at the dirty knife that had not been cleaned for who knows how long, and frowned deeply reflexively.

He was thinking about the possibility of killing everyone and escaping with Zhu Wan and Zhu Yin.

At that moment, the old lady got off the carriage. Her maid Qishan held an open box in her hand. The box was full of jewels and the brilliance of money.

"Can't you make some compromise?"

Although her tone was flat, the majesty she exuded and the commanding aura of having been in a high position for a long time made people involuntarily obey her words.

Several officers looked at each other and said in embarrassment: "Princess, this is the rule. If we don't do it now, the garrison will also check it when we arrive at the place of exile."

"Don't worry, the small one will be less noticeable over time."

The old lady hesitated. It was indeed so. It seemed that this word could not be avoided.

Seeing that hope was about to slip away, Zhu Yue no longer cared to hide it.

If you do this, you will get tetanus.

When she saw the officer's knife about to strike Zhu Wan, she immediately said, "Grandma, Yue'er knows a potion that will leave scars on your face and won't fall off when exposed to water. If you use it, you don't need to carve words."

The old lady was delighted and asked, "Really?"

The granddaughter whom she had always ignored actually gave the family hope in such a critical moment. She really underestimated her.

Zhu Yue took two steps forward and bowed to the old lady and the official.

"Qiluo, pick the red vermilion grass two steps behind you and crush it into juice. Grandmother, we'll know if it's real or not after we try it."

The old lady nodded, Qiluo put the box in her hand aside, picked the red grass and crushed it into juice.

Her words not only made the old lady very happy, but also aroused the surprise of others.

Zhu Wan asked her softly: "Yuer, how do you know this?"

Zhu Yue raised her eyes and met the gaze of her second uncle, who was now looking at her with an unclear gaze. The original timidity was gone in her eyes, and only tenacity and decisiveness were left.

Master Zhu Er was also the one who looked the best among the exiles at the moment. Compared with Marquis Anle, who had a numb face and yelled out of control several times, he seemed so calm.

In line with the old lady's tradition, she always remained calm and rational.

"I also want to know, how did Yue Er know about this?"

In the Zhu family, the person with the most influence now is the old lady, followed by Master Zhu II.

Zhu Yue: "When I was in the mansion, I was disturbed by rumors and didn't want to go out. I was bored so I read a lot of medical books. These are all written in the books."

His words made Liu look at Shen with a hint of sarcasm. Shen's face turned pale, but she was not panicked. So what if she was discovered? What could an unpopular little girl do to her, the mistress of the house?

When Master Zhu heard this, he was moved and said, "Oh? Yue'er means that she knows medical skills? She is really smart. This is the best thing."

Zhu Yue: "I don't deserve your praise, uncle. I only know basic medical skills. What happened today was just a coincidence."

"Well, if it's really possible not to carve the words, Yue'er, you saved the lives of the whole family!"

Zhu Yue smiled faintly at the compliment and lowered her head pretending to be shy.

Qiluo had also tried it, and now she said loudly: "Madam, what the second young lady said is true. If you apply this substance, it will really look like a scar, and it will not fall off when it comes into contact with water. The amazing thing is that it can be washed off quickly with water dipped in salt."

Having witnessed the effects of this substance with their own eyes, many people secretly took note of the appearance of the herb.

This thing is truly magical.

When the old lady heard this, she nodded slightly to Qiluo, and Qiluo handed over another box of gold and silver. This time, the other party did not refuse.

They were in a difficult situation before. The place is far away and there is no problem in making some extra money and making some concessions, but there is no room for concessions on the engraving issue, as the garrison will investigate it.

Now it's okay, no need to worry.

Everyone started to apply the potion, and Zhu Yin took the opportunity to run down from the carriage.

"Grandma, I want to go see my sister." Zhu Yin looked at the old lady with pleading eyes.

His face has clear contours, a hint of childishness, and his eyes are clean, bright, innocent and thorough.

The old lady would occasionally be absent-minded when looking at him. This face really resembled her late husband. This was also the reason why she always treated this grandson differently.

"Go ahead." Thinking of Zhu Yue who surprised her, the old lady stopped trying to stop him.