Both worlds are like dreams

In the evening, General Lu sent someone to pick up Xue Huang, saying that he had some important matters to report to her.

Xue Huang said goodbye to everyone and returned to the general's mansion.

In the conference room, Lu Wenxuan, Hua Yu, and several military generals were all there. When they saw her come back, they all wanted to salute her.

Xue Huang waved her hands quickly, "No need to be polite, let's get down to business first."

Lu Wenxuan signaled the soldiers to stay outside, and then said solemnly: "Princess, there are not enough medicinal materials in the city. It can only last for about two days at most. And there are also a lot of sick soldiers in the army."

Xue Huang calculated the time. A new batch of wine had arrived. Hua Yu and his men continued to refine the alcohol. Currently, it was barely enough to supply the whole city. But alcohol could only disinfect, but it could not cure diseases. It would not work without medicinal materials.

Hua Yu frowned and asked, "Is there no one else who can help us?"

The generals under Lu Wenxuan advised him to send someone to Jiuxiao City to negotiate with Zhou Tianyu in person. After all, if something happened in Muhua City, Beiling’s first barrier would collapse.

Xuehuang sat on the chair without saying a word. Suddenly, she picked up a piece of paper and a pen and wrote a sentence: Is there any other medicine that can cure it?

The young man naturally knew that this question was directed at him, so he said, "There are some folk remedies that you can try. Listen carefully..."

Xue Huang crossed out the words on the paper and copied several folk prescriptions on the paper one by one according to what the boy said. This was a prescription that used almost all the herbs used to treat coughs, but in different combinations.

After she finished writing, she handed it to Lu Wenxuan and asked, "Does the city still have these medicinal herbs in stock?"

Lu Wenxuan looked at the whole page of various medicinal herbs written by Xue Huang, thought for a while, and said, "Some of them should be available. I will go to the medicine shops in the city to buy them."

“Send this prescription to Doctor Wen. He is a disciple of the Medicine Immortal Pavilion and the last hope of the people.” Xue Huang said.

"Okay." Lu Wenxuan immediately ordered the captain beside him to go and deal with it.

"If this prescription works, it should be able to last for a few more days." Xue Huang said.

"But what should we do if the medicinal materials from Shangyang City don't arrive?" Hua Yu asked.

Everyone was silent.

At this time, a soldier came running over, panting, "General, there is someone at the city gate... at the city gate who wants to see the princess."

Xue Huang looked at him in confusion, "Who is it?"

The soldier shook his head. "He was seriously injured and had fainted outside the city gate, but he kept chanting the princess' name."

"Let's go and take a look." Xue Huang said.

Seeing this, Lu Wenxuan and Hua Yu followed, and the three of them rode fast horses all the way to the city gate.

The seriously injured and unconscious man was temporarily placed in a clean place in the soldiers' camp, and the military doctor had simply treated his wounds.

Xue Huang approached his bed and took a closer look. He looked familiar. She tried to recall and suddenly remembered that she had seen him outside Wei Yunzhou's window.

When Xu Yao was going to assassinate the Crown Prince of Xiyue, he was the one who delivered the information late at night. But why is he here?

"How is he?" Xue Huang asked.

"To answer your question, Princess," the military doctor said, "this young man had multiple knife wounds on his body, but none of them were fatal. It's just that he probably didn't rest for several days, and he didn't take good care of his wounds. His tired body and the inflammation of his wounds caused him to have a fever, and that's why he fainted."

"Princess, do you know him?" Lu Wenxuan asked.

Xue Huang nodded, "He's my friend. When will he wake up?"

"I've just given him some antipyretic medicine. He will be able to wake up after a day's sleep," said the military doctor.

Lu Wenxuan said, “Since he is the princess’ friend, take him back to the general’s mansion and take care of him.”

The military doctor added: "It's just a little strange. There are two arrow wounds on this young man's back. They were caused by the bows and arrows used by the Jiuxiao City army. The knife wounds on his body were also caused by the weapons used by Jiuxiao City."

"So, he came from Jiuxiao City and was chased." Lu Wenxuan said.

Xue Huang frowned slightly. This man was a spy from the Shanhe Sect. He was calling her before he fainted. He must have known she was here. Why did he risk his life to come and see her?

Could something have happened to Shanhemen and Wei Yunzhou?

"Take him back." Xue Huang said.

Lu Wenxuan quickly arranged for someone to carefully lift him onto a carriage and transport him to the general's mansion, and asked someone to keep an eye on his condition at all times.

Xue Huang was filled with worry and did not sleep all night.

The young man sighed, "Calm down, Wei Yunzhou has Mo Ruilin and Gu... Well, I mean, he is a descendant of Guigu, a person that the royal family is competing to win over, so he will be fine."

"I'm afraid he will do something unexpected." Xue Huang sighed.

"Wei Yunzhou is not like you, who takes risking your life as a common occurrence."

"That's enough," Xue Huang twitched her lips, "You're addicted to bullying me, aren't you?"

The young man smiled and said, "I just want you to relax and not panic. You are the backbone of Muhua City now, and everyone is watching you."

"But I didn't help at all." Xue Huang raised an eyebrow, "If you hadn't told me how to treat them, I wouldn't know what to do."

"But without you, the situation won't be stable. And you're the only one who can hear my voice, so without you my prescription won't work."

"That's right!" Xue Huang said with a smile. "We are a perfect team."

"Believe me," the boy said seriously, "They will come."

Xue Huang never doubted the boy's words.

She took a bite of breakfast and when she heard that the man had woken up, she hurried over.

The man was struggling to get out of bed, but was stopped by the maid next to him. Especially when he saw Xue Huang, he wanted to kneel down.

Xue Huang quickly stopped him, "Lie back down."

After a lot of struggling, the wound on the man's body split open again, but he insisted on leaning against the head of the bed, saying that he had something to say to her.

Xue Huang had no choice but to obey him and asked someone to call a doctor.

Seeing how weak he looked, Xue Huang transferred some of her internal energy to him.

"Young Master, it was the Sect Master who asked me to come find you." The man whispered.

"Looking for me?" Xue Huang felt surprised, but relieved. "So, Second Uncle is okay?"

"Master, there is nothing wrong. I was ordered to come here to pick up the young master."

"How did Second Uncle know I was here?"

"It was Mr. Rong Yu. He sent a letter to the Sect Master, saying that the young master had returned to Beiling, so the Sect Master sent me to pick him up."

Xue Huang withdrew her palm power, poured him a glass of water, and said, "Then what happened to your injury?"

"I arrived at Jiuxiao City four days ago, but was trapped in the city. I heard that Muhua City had suddenly suffered from a plague, so I inquired about the news and found out that the young master was also here. So I had no choice but to break out of the city gate, which took some effort."

Xue Huang sighed, "You're not just wasting your time, you're almost losing half your life. And you knew there was a plague here, so why did you come?"

The man said nothing.

"What's your name?"

"Zhuo Yang."

"Rest well first. I'll have someone escort you out of the city in the evening."

"I won't leave." Zhuo Yang shook his head firmly.

"Just say it was my decision. My second uncle won't blame you."

"If the young master wants to drive me away, I will commit suicide immediately." Zhuo Yang looked at her firmly. "If the young master feels that my current situation is tiring, you don't have to worry about me."

Xue Huang was helpless. Are all the people under Wei Yunzhou so stubborn? She sighed, "Then you should take medicine and heal your wounds well. Don't kill yourself. Otherwise, I will complain to my second uncle that you are disobedient."

"Yes." Zhuo Yang said. "Young Master, I have another piece of news, which must be very important to you."

"What news?" Xue Huang asked.

"Not long after I left Shangyang City, I intercepted a secret letter from Phantom to the General's Mansion, and another letter to Hanxi Palace. The letter to the General's Mansion was about the plague in Muhua City, and the second one was about the young master, and it mentioned the whereabouts of the young master."

Xue Huang was not surprised by the content of the second letter, because Mo Yunchen had been sending people to hunt her down since she left Shangyang City, but she and Rong Yu had gotten rid of them long ago. Three years had passed, and she thought Mo Yunchen had given up, but not long after she returned to Beiling, his men showed up again.

Those people she had dealt with near Muhua City were Mo Yunchen's men. I don't know what went wrong in his mind, and he has been haunting her for so many years.

At the moment, Xue Huang was most concerned about the first letter. "Have you informed my second uncle of the contents of the secret letter?"

Zhuo Yang nodded, "All my subordinates have reported back to Shanhemen."

"That's great," Xue Huang said with a smile, "So Second Uncle must know the situation here, and they will definitely support Muhua City. Now it's just a matter of time."

Xue Huang asked him to rest first, and then went to tell Lu Wenxuan the news.