Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

Just as they were talking and laughing, Xin Ye lifted the tent curtain and came in. Several people couldn't help but look at him.

Xin Ye naturally sat down beside Yan Yiyi and started a fire. Hua Murong asked casually, "How is Prince Wei's injury? When will he wake up?"

"It's quite serious, and his lungs have been injured, but his life is not in danger for now. His body needs rest. I don't think he will wake up today, but he may have a fever at night, so we need to pay attention to him and reduce his fever in time."

Yan Yiyi thought for a moment and said, "Then let Yan Zhi help look after him at night."

Xin Ye and Hua Murong both knew that Hua Yanzhi was a good doctor, so they agreed.

"What should we do if Prince Wei hasn't woken up tomorrow?" Zhongjing asked. Sister Yi Yi said that she would wait for the other party's decision before making any arrangements.

Yan Yiyi pinched Xin Ye's hand to give him a hint, and Xin Ye smiled knowingly: "It's okay, he can't wake up by himself, I can help him."

Hearing this, Zhongjing couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. This brother-in-law and sister Yi Yi were indeed a perfect match, and his methods were decisive enough.

After dinner, the staff on duty were arranged, and the others went back to rest after a tiring day's journey.

As expected, Yan Zheng developed a high fever in the middle of the night. Hua Yanzhi skillfully reduced his fever. Yan Zheng woke up in a daze, opened his eyes a little, and vaguely saw a girl taking care of him. His heart was immediately relieved: I'm not dead, that's great.

As soon as his tense nerves relaxed, he fell into coma again. He was awake for less than half a minute. Hua Yanzhi was turning her back to him to change his towel and did not notice any sign that he was awake.

After taking care of him all night, Yan Zheng's fever finally subsided. Xin Ye came early in the morning to ask about Yan Zheng's condition. After Hua Yanzhi discussed the patient's condition with Xin Ye, Xin Ye asked her to go back and rest first.

Xin Ye went over to check on Yan Zheng, and thought he would wake up soon, so he wouldn't need to use the silver needle.

After making sure that Yan Zheng was fine, he turned around and went out to have breakfast. At the same time, he called a servant in to wait in case Yan Zheng suddenly woke up and moved around without knowing the situation, causing the wounds on his body to rupture, and he would have to stitch them again, wasting time.

Less than three minutes after the servant came in, Yan Zheng woke up slowly. After opening his eyes, he was stunned for a moment. The servant saw that he had opened his eyes and immediately stepped forward: "Master, are you awake? Do you need me to give you some water?"

After his reminder, Yan Zheng found that his throat was very dry. He nodded slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

The servant immediately poured him a glass of warm water, helped him up and handed him a glass of water. He did not swallow it in big gulps because he was thirsty. Instead, he drank the whole glass of water slowly, as if he was tasting some tea. His every move seemed to be naturally elegant.

It’s not that Yan Zheng was not alert, but if the other party had the intention to harm him, he would not save him at all and would just let him fend for himself in the snow.

If he wanted to do something to him, that would be a matter for the future. At least he didn't want to die now. The most important thing at the moment was to eat and drink well and keep his body healthy.

Yan Zheng was not so weak that he could not sit up on his own. After a servant helped him up, he sat quietly wrapped in a quilt, asking to see his master, his savior.

The servant followed his instructions and poured him another cup of warm water before leaving. Then he went to find his own master. Coincidentally, the masters were having breakfast together. When he reported that Yan Zheng had woken up, everyone else knew about it.

Hua Murong: "Go and bring him a bowl of rice porridge for him to eat first. We will go to see him after breakfast."

"Yes."

Yan Zheng looked at the white porridge brought in by the servant, listened to him convey his master's meaning, nodded to show that he understood, took the white rice porridge and chewed it slowly.

The servant did not disturb him while he was eating, but waited quietly by the side for instructions. Yan Zheng did not ask him about his master's family. He would ask in person later anyway. As for whether the other party's answer was true or false, he just had to listen carefully. Whether he believed it or not was another matter.

Not long after Yan Zheng finished his dinner, Hua Murong and her group came to visit him. Yan Zheng looked at so many people rushing in at once and felt a little confused: Which one of them is his lifesaver? Could it be all of them?

Hua Murong took the initiative to introduce herself: "My surname is Hua, and my name is Murong."

Randomly introduce the two people on the left: "This is my sister and brother-in-law. My brother-in-law's surname is Li and his name is Xinye."

"These three are my classmates and friends, Mu Xiong, Fei Yuning, and Zhong Jing." After introducing the three people on his right, he continued, "We are candidates going to the capital to participate in the spring examination. We stopped here yesterday and accidentally found you lying in the snow, so we brought you back.

The wounds on your body were treated and bandaged by my brother-in-law. You only need to rest for a while and you will be healed. Please rest assured, young master."

Yan Zheng finally understood and immediately cupped his hands: "Thank you all for saving my life."

Xin Ye glanced at the servant and silently told him to do the job. The servant understood his lip language and left. After a while, they brought several folding stools, placed them around the stove, and left the tent.

Xin Ye pulled Yan Yiyi to sit down and said, "Everyone, sit down and talk."

Yan Zheng was a little confused as to who was the leader of this group between Hua Murong and Xin Ye. Moreover, there was a woman among the group of men. Although she was accompanying her husband, shouldn't she avoid suspicion in this situation?

Since Xin Ye has already made all the arrangements, it would be awkward not to sit down.

After everyone sat down, it was Hua Murong who spoke again: "Young Master, no, you should be called the Prince of King Wei. Here is your identity token and other items. Do you think anything is missing?" As he spoke, he took out an ordinary wooden box, which contained all the belongings of Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng's eyes darkened. He didn't expect that they already knew his true identity. So, what did they want to gain from him by saving him?

Oh, then their wishful thinking was wrong, he was just a prince in name only.

Before Yan Zheng could finish his wild thoughts and malicious speculations, Hua Murong continued, "It's like this, we plan to set off for Beijing soon. May I ask, Prince Wei, are you going to leave Beijing or return to Beijing?

If you are returning to the capital, you can go with us. If you are leaving the capital, I can give you a horse to facilitate your travel."

All of Yan Zheng's thoughts came to an abrupt end when he heard Hua Murong's words. His pupils couldn't help but widen slightly, and he was obviously very surprised.

At this time, Xin Ye said: "As a doctor, I don't recommend you to travel long distances. You need to find a place to rest."

If it wasn't because his wife explained her test results to him last night, and he had a causal relationship with Yan Zheng in finding a lucky person, and he benefited from him and his luck value increased by 5 points, he wouldn't have bothered to care where he died.