Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

Li Yuanying circled around Ouyang Wenche.

"You are slightly taller than Xiao Yu. It seems that your left shoulder or left arm was injured recently, and you are trying to hold up your left shoulder. This is different. You are stronger than Xiao Yu, and your skin color is different."

Li Yuanying concealed all the royal affairs.

But Wei Wuji spoke.

"Young Master, Xiao Yu accidentally fell off his horse a few years ago and injured his waist and legs. He has just recovered now, and he will never be able to ride a horse again. Don't you know? Didn't you read the letter Xiao Yu wrote to you?"

Ouyang Wenche did not reply. He walked back to the desk and took out a letter from the secret compartment in the drawer.

"That's what the sir is talking about."

"Young Master, please read as soon as possible, otherwise you will not be able to understand the current situation." Wei Wuji said.

Then, he turned around and called out as a master:

"Someone is coming."

Upon hearing this, Yun Wu and Yun Liu came in.

"Arrange for Yuanying to stay and make sure she's safe.

I will stay here until the supplies from Dongsheng are returned, and then I will take the escort carriage back to Beijing."

Then, he sent Li Yuanying out, watched Li Yuanying leave, and instructed,

"I'm going to live next door to the young master, go and clean it up."

Wei Wuji made all the arrangements and turned around to see Ouyang Wenche staring at the text messages on the table in a daze.

At present, the Crown Prince is ill, Xiao Yu is seriously injured, and the legitimate sons and grandsons of the Eastern Palace are almost unable to participate in politics normally.

Ouyang Wenche is now the only remaining hope of the Eastern Palace.

The prince risked the world's condemnation and left Ouyang Wenche behind. At that time, he was just reluctant to give up his blood relationship, but now he has become the only thing that the Eastern Palace cares about.

Ever since the Eastern Palace received the news that Ouyang Wenche was being hunted by an assassin, they planned to lure the assassin away under the pretext that Ouyang Hongming's grandson was coming to Beijing for medical treatment.

Unexpectedly, they were chased by assassins all the way until Ouyang Hongming and Ouyang Wenche's doubles both fell off a cliff into the Yangtze River. The assassins still refused to give in. Both sides of the lower reaches of the Yangtze River were almost full of assassins. It was not until Ouyang Hongming died that the Yangtze River was finally quiet.

Wei Wuji looked at Ouyang Wenche meaningfully, thinking for a long time...

Ouyang Wenche stood up and bowed deeply to Wei Wuji.

"Please teach me, sir. I am willing to learn from you sincerely. I bow here."

When Wei Wuji saw that Ouyang Wenche had recognized him, he quickly helped Ouyang Wenche up, feeling secretly happy but with a calm expression on his face.

"Young Master, I have been entrusted by the Crown Prince to assist you wholeheartedly and I hope to gain your trust..."

………………

Another summer morning arrived with the sound of cicadas, making the anxious Wang family members even more irritated.

In the courtyard of No. 9 Yongxing Lane, both the master and the servant knew that Wang Jinyi had fainted due to excessive fright.

Grandfather personally came to Wang Jinyi's house in the rain and invited the retired doctor Zheng to give Wang Jinyi two acupuncture treatments. Wang Jinyi's high fever finally subsided, but he was still in a coma.

Brother Wang Wendong got up early in the morning, but instead of going to the backyard to practice sword, he tiptoed to his sister's room.

Seeing her mother's swollen eyes and her father's blisters on the corners of his mouth, she didn't know what to do. She could only stand silently in the corner of the room and pray silently for her sister in her heart.

"Wendong, go wash up. I'll take you to the private school later."

My father spoke in a hoarse voice and coughed lightly.

"Hui Niang, it's already dawn, go and get some rest first."

The mother unexpectedly refuted the father.

"No, I won't leave. I want to stay with Jin'er. My daughter had a good life. She shouldn't, shouldn't..."

The mother choked up as she defended herself, but it seemed more like she was defending her daughter.

"Qinger."

My father called out, and Qing'er, the maid in my mother's room, walked into the room respectfully and prepared to wash my mother. My father took the handkerchief and washed his wife's face himself.

This was the first time Wang Wendong paid attention to the interaction between his parents.

My father sat beside my mother, holding her shoulders with his left hand and gently washing her face with his right hand, and whispered something in her ear from time to time. My mother just silently accepted her husband's pity, neither avoiding nor responding.

Afterwards, the father rested the mother's head on his shoulder and whispered something.

Wang Wendong couldn't hear clearly, it seemed like his father was reciting ancient poems.

When the grandparents walked into the room, they saw Wang Wendong standing at the wall and his second son and his wife snuggling together at the head of Wang Jinyi's bed.

Hearing the sound of the door curtain, Wang Shuli turned around and saw his parents coming in. He gently patted his wife's hand, and the two of them stood up to greet the two elders.

Inside the room, grandparents and parents were talking quietly.

At this time, the girl on the bed had just opened her eyes drowsily after suffering from a high fever. The dazzling light made her squint unconsciously.

I felt exhausted all over, as if I had just returned from a hiking trip with Chen Zhiyuan in my previous life.

Wang Jinyi slowly opened her eyes again and looked around. There were several figures in the backlight.

Wang Jinyi struggled to speak.

"Chen Zhiyuan..."

The voice was extremely hoarse, and the four parents who were talking did not hear it. Instead, it was the elder brother Wang Wendong who was standing in the corner and watching everything obediently, who noticed it first.

The sister on the bed seemed to call for someone and ran a few steps hurriedly.

"Jin'er, Jin'er, are you calling?"

Wang Jinyi raised her little hand and shouted,

"Chen Zhiyuan, ..."

Wang Wendong didn't hear clearly just now, but this time he lowered his head and heard his sister mumbling someone's name.

"Jin'er, who is Jin'er? Who are you calling?"

Grandparents and parents all rushed to the bedside.

"Wendong, is Jin'er awake?"

"Well, father, my sister seemed to be calling someone's name just now."

The mother continued:

"Oh, it was General Fu who saved Jin'er, along with a horse..."

Everyone listened to the mother's disorganized narration.

Grandfather said:

"Let's go to the prefectural school first. Wendong should come with us. We will be back in the evening."

Then look at grandma

"You stay here, don't let your imagination run wild, just look at the facts. The child has a high fever caused by shock, and he will get better after taking medicine!"

After washing up in a hurry, the men rushed to the school. Only their mother Hui Niang and grandmother Wu were left at home. Neither of them was in the mood to be polite to each other.

After two days of high fever subsided, Wang Jinyi, who was lying in bed, had been in a deep sleep.

Both the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law were guarding Wang Jinyi's bed.

The mother held her daughter's hand tightly. The grandmother was worried as she sat by the bed and looked at her granddaughter. The former mistress of the house now looked a little nervous.

The room was eerily quiet and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Jinyi's legs on the bed suddenly twitched nervously, and then he reached up to the air with both hands. His mother quickly grabbed his hands, kissed them continuously, and murmured:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mother is here."

Wang Jinyi's manager Zhu Yu, along with Qingyu and the wet nurse, began to change the young lady's bedding into dry ones and remove the sweaty pillows. The wet nurse went up to the bed and wrapped the young lady in a quilt, letting her lean on her arms. She wiped her face and hands with a warm cloth and simply combed her hair.

Afterwards, they gently put the young lady on the bed and tucked in the quilt. The three of them tidied the room carefully and left quietly.

Qing'er and Qingping each brought their maids to help their respective masters wash and dress.

Qing Er reminded softly,

"Madam, it's past noon, it's time for breakfast."

The mother's thoughts were all on her sleeping daughter. When she heard Qing'er hinting at something, she didn't respond. Qing'er whispered again,

"Have breakfast first. The old lady hasn't had breakfast yet."

My mother finally remembered that my mother-in-law, Mrs. Wu, had not had breakfast yet.

Soon, in the main room of the master bedroom, the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law sat opposite each other across the table.