Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

Two days passed, and in her opinion, Wen Jiu's condition had not improved much. The doctor in the small town changed his dressing twice but told Qiao Shinian that Wen Jiu's injury was recovering well, and that he could buy some medicine to apply on the wound and change the gauze himself.

The small bottle of spray that Qiao Shinian brought from modern times was almost used up, but fortunately, Wen Jiu could take the anti-inflammatory drug for another two days.

At Wen Jiu's request, she helped Wen Jiu go to the lobby to eat at noon that day.

After they ate leisurely for a while, it was time for dinner. More people came and the quiet lobby soon became lively.

There are many merchants coming and going here, and everyone is dressed quite formally. The waiter's feet are almost smoking from running.

The smell of various foods kept wafting over, and behind the hurried footsteps, there was a new fragrance.

The two of them ate in silence and listened to the gossip of the people around them. When they heard about the diplomatic envoys coming to Beijing, many people around them started talking about this topic.

"So, your father is now preparing to welcome the delegation and discuss compensation between the two countries. It feels a bit humiliating." Qiao Shinian lowered his voice.

Wen Jiu said nothing, looking at the bruises under Qiao Shinian's eyes, and said softly: "Sister, do you want to take two doses of tranquilizers? You wake up every night and have nightmares. If this continues, I won't get better yet, and you'll fall down again."

Qiao Shinian lowered his head and poked at the rice in the bowl, whispering, "I haven't recovered yet. I was scared that day. Tiantian and Xiaobai tried to comfort me, but I didn't step over it. But don't worry, I'll move out to sleep tonight, and it won't affect your rest."

"That's not what I meant. I meant that those people deserved to die. You shouldn't have any psychological burden for their death. If they didn't die, you would be hurt."

When Qiao Shinian thought of the disgusting and sticky touch, she no longer wanted her own legs.

Qiao Shinian looked up at Wen Jiu and said after a while: "But this almost cost you your life. You have a life on your hands. Wen Jiu, you are still so young."

She wanted to say that they were guilty, but they didn't deserve to die like this. But when the words came to her lips, she suddenly remembered that this was ancient times.

She didn't dare to imagine how she would react if she was really violated by that group of people. Now she was very glad that those people were dead and she was safe, but she felt that her thoughts were wrong. She was afraid that she had become accustomed to the theory that bad people should die.

"It's okay, I don't regret it. Because I protected you." Wen Jiu said with a smile.

Wen Jiu knew that he still regretted his impulsiveness at that time. Although he didn't want to see Qiao Shinian being hurt and possibly dying, he felt that his own life was more important and nothing could compare to his own life.

He wanted to go back alive and enjoy himself. He wouldn't even mind if Qiao Shinian died. After all, there was no shortage of interesting people like her in the world.

The only difference between her and him is that she lives in a different place from him. She is just a delicate flower kept in a greenhouse in some world.

He has always believed that there are only two kinds of people in the world, useful people and useless people.

He wants to make use of all the people and things he can, and the ultimate goal is just to make himself live better and more comfortable.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiu looked at Qiao Shinian who was in a bad mood. He felt that after staying with Qiao Shinian for a long time, he seemed to have become stupider.

Or was it something she had done to him? Was he the kind of person who would sacrifice himself for others?

Wen Jiu carefully recalled everything he had done since he could remember, and it was obvious that he was not that kind of person.

So was it because I was with her that I became stupider? Or did she do something to me that made me like this?

"Girl!" A voice rang out when both of them were in silence.

The guests in the inn were slightly stunned, and then quickly looked away.

The few glances that occasionally swept towards Qiao Shinian disappeared quietly.

"Hmm? General Lu." Qiao Shinian looked up and saw the man striding towards him.

Wen Jiu looked at Lu Ping calmly, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"Would you like to eat together?" Qiao Shinian watched Lu Ping sit down and pushed the food in front of him.

Lu Ping asked the waiter to add another pair of bowls and chopsticks, and said, "It is better to obey than to be respectful."

Qiao Shinian:?

Qiao Shinian looked embarrassed. She wanted to say that she was just being polite. This ancient general seemed to have a big appetite. Wen Jiu's appetite was already a big expense, and if he had another meal, his wallet would not be able to hold on.

Qiao Shinian silently counted the money he had left, wondering if he could return to the capital and wait for Wen Jiu's father, the emperor, to help him.

After a long silence, Wen Jiu finally couldn't stand Lu Ping's gaze anymore and asked, "General, I wonder if you have something important to tell us?"

"Do you remember your parents?" Lu Ping asked hesitantly. Now there was no evidence to prove that Wen Jiu was the prince, so he could only inquire from other sources.

Wen Jiu smiled slightly: "Remember, my father was a pig butcher, and my mother was the most beautiful person in the area. After my father died, she took me away from my hometown. I have an uncle who sells meat in the capital, and my mother wanted to take me to live with my uncle. But she starved to death on the way to escape the famine. Now I want to go to the capital to live with my uncle."

There was silence at the dinner table for a long time. When Lu Ping tried to ask something, Wen Jiu would utter nonsense with an innocent look on his face to cover up his mistake. His logic and cause and effect were smooth, and there was no trace of lying.

If Qiao Shinian didn't know the truth, he would have been fooled by Wen Jiu's words.

"Sorry to bother you. Miss and Xiaojiu, have a good rest. This is my token of love. If you and Xiaojiu need help in the capital, you can come to me." Lu Ping took out a jade pendant from his arms.

"Thank you, General." Qiao Shinian, who looked a little confused, quickly stood up and took the jade pendant.

Returning to the guest room and closing the door to block out some of the noise from downstairs, Qiao Shinian quickly put down the pitcher in his hand to prepare medicine for Wen Jiu, "Why did you lie to him? If he knew you were a prince, he would definitely send you back safely, and we would have less trouble on the way. At least your safety is guaranteed."

"I don't remember him, and I don't know which side he is on. Who knows if he will send me back home, or send me to reunite with my mother." Wen Jiu pulled Qiao Shinian's collar and whispered in her ear: "Sister, you performed very well today, so keep it up."

Qiao Shinian's hand holding the water trembled slightly, and some water spilled out.

She remembered the time when she first met Wen Jiu. At that time, Wen Jiu's eyes were very cold. She was afraid of being abandoned, so she tried her best to show her value in front of him.

Then he carried her around for several months, she completely let down her guard, and then she was sold.

That warm era did not require her to be constantly vigilant, nor did it require her to kill in order to survive.

That world has order and laws.

"Very good, this look is suitable for living here." Wen Jiu took the water and medicine from Qiao Shinian's hands.