The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

"How did you find out?" Xiao Ji squeezed out the question from between his teeth. He once again felt that the descendants of Mohism were really not simple.

"Don't be so surprised. Our village chief is very capable. Lie still and let me bandage your wound."

Yuan Zhen's voice has always been pleasant. After all, he is a doctor, so even when he scolds people, it won't be offensive.

Xiao Ji looked up and saw a very familiar person grinning at him.

His eyes were clear, revealing a vitality like wild weeds. Wasn't this the imperial physician he had met when he was a child?

The man before was very similar to the prince in his memory, and the man in front of him was 80% similar to the imperial physician in his memory.

What exactly is going on?

Xiao Ji frowned in thought, his fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Could it be that those people back then didn’t die, and drinking the well water in this mountain village can make people immortal?

The two women said that the well water in Mojia Village could make crops grow quickly.

No wonder King Chen sent a carrier pigeon to his grandfather, asking him to lead troops to find the descendants of Mohism.

But the descendants of Mohism did nothing wrong?

If his grandfather did not send troops, Prince Chen would definitely ask other generals to bring troops.

Thinking of this, the anxiety and uneasiness in Xiao Ji's heart was like an invisible hand, tightly grasping his heart and suffocating him.

"General, your kneecap is dislocated. Do you need me to straighten it?"

Yuan Zhen could tell at a glance that the village chief was showing mercy, so he asked Xiao Ji.

However, Xiao Ji was so focused on his inner thoughts that he didn't hear what Yuan Zhen said at all.

"Ah! What did you say?" Xiao Ji blurted out the question, and when he opened his eyes, he was shrouded in a shadow. The person was looking at him very closely.

The more I look at this face, the more familiar it looks!

"Hey, what are you daydreaming about? Do you need your bones straightened?" Yuan Zhen raised his voice and asked again.

"Yes, I really need it." Xiao Ji said instinctively. He didn't want to become lame. That would be more serious than taking his life.

Huo Ziyuan is such a handsome man, but his wife wants to abandon him just because he has a limp!

"Crack...Crack." With two sounds, Yuan Zhen straightened Xiao Ji's kneecap.

"Brother Yuan... have we met somewhere before?" Xiao Ji asked with a dazed mind.

"Don't try to get close to me. I've never been out of Mo Village. You must have the wrong person!"

After saying this angrily, Yuan Zhen turned around and walked out. After his wound was bandaged and his kneecap was healed, he was going to find his wife.

"Hey, wait... wait a minute." Xiao Ji called out to Yuan Zhen, but the other party walked even faster.

Xiao Ji was stunned for a long time, and his mind became even more confused.

Isn’t this the former imperial physician whom I met when I was a child?

If it was the former imperial physician, he would definitely remember me!

But why did he forget...

Forget it, luckily he was kind enough to heal his leg!

When Mo Lengzhou came in with Lu Zhitao, he saw Xiao Ji lying on the wooden bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"Why don't you go and rest? Are you hungry?" Lu Zhitao took a few quick steps forward and asked.

"Oh, I didn't feel it until you said it. Now that you said it, I'm really hungry." Xiao Ji said towards the roof.

"Brother Tianyou has brought the porridge over. Let me wipe your hands before you eat!" Mo Yunfei said, holding a wooden plate in his hand.

"Thank you." Xiao Ji took the hot towel from Mo Yunfei's hand and slowly wiped his face and hands.

When Yan Tianyou saw Xiao Ji wipe his hands and face clean, he handed the porridge to him and said, "Here, drink it yourself."

Xiao Ji hadn't had such delicious white rice porridge for a long time. Although he was a general, there had been a drought in Nanzhao for a long time and there was no rice at the border.

Mo Lengzhou saw Xiao Ji wolfing down the food and knew that he was fine, so he spoke coldly.

"It's late tonight. Let Yuan Zhen check your pulse tomorrow. You should rest early after you have eaten."

He said as he took Lu Zhitao out, "Tao'er, I guess we won't get anything out of you today, so let's go back and rest."

If it weren't for his wife insisting on coming to see this man, Mo Lengzhou wouldn't want to waste his night.

"Yeah." Seeing that the man couldn't wait to leave, Lu Zhitao didn't say anything else.

Before she left, she couldn't help but look back at Xiao Ji who was drinking porridge.

After washing his face, he had sharp features and his eyes were like an eagle, emitting a sharp light.

It was a far cry from his previous miserable appearance when he was chasing the wild wolf, as countless soldiers were following closely behind him at that time.

They all looked solemn and imposing, like soldiers going to war.

The reason why Lu Zhitao wanted to meet Xiao Ji was because the original book said that the Xiao family was the largest military family in Nanzhao.

Hundreds of years ago, the ancestors of the Xiao family fought together with the male emperor Xuanyuan of the Zhao Kingdom to build the country.

The Xiao family is like a guardian to Nanzhao, a family of military commanders with hundreds of years of glory and ups and downs.

It can be seen that the Xiao family is full of talents. The Xiao family is not only a symbol of military generals, but also a lofty belief in the hearts of the people of Nanzhao City.

Their ancestors defended this land like an iron fist, and their fighting figures stirred the hearts of the people.

The legend of the Xiao family flows like a trickle of water in the hearts of every ordinary person.

Whenever the "Xiao family" is mentioned, people's eyes can't help but reveal awe and reverence, as if they were referring to a supreme god.

The male and female protagonists stepped on the shoulders of Xiao Ji, the young master of the Xiao family, and reached the pinnacle of their lives.

Xiao Ji, the young master of the Xiao family, guards the border all year round and rarely appears in public.

All his credit was taken by the scheming heroine. Ancient people were not as cunning as modern women!

Lu Zhitao couldn't help but feel proud in her heart. She had snatched the opportunity from the heroine and took over Yuanzhen first.

So the man became lame!

If I could conquer Xiao Ji again, would I be the one to reach the pinnacle of life?

Thinking of this, Lu Zhitao's heart was ignited with an inextinguishable fighting spirit, and she had already outlined a picture full of strength and hope.

From then on, the future of Nanzhao City seemed to be forged into a glorious legend in her hands.

Mo Lengzhou saw his wife frequently looking back at Xiao Ji with a smile on her face. He asked unhappily, "Wife, what's so good about him?"

"He's certainly not as good-looking as my husband. I was just wondering, if he were captured by us, would those soldiers outside be in chaos?"

"It will definitely be chaotic, but it has nothing to do with us." Mo Lengzhou's voice was a little gentle.

As long as my wife doesn't look at that man, everything is fine. I heard Lu Zhitao praising his good looks.

Mo Lengzhou couldn't help but straighten his chest and hold his head high, with a flame of passion flashing in his eyes.

"Wife, I'll take you to see it again tomorrow." Mo Lengzhou's voice was low, like a breeze passing through Lu Zhitao's eardrum.

"Okay, I'll reward you nicely later..." Before Lu Zhitao could finish her words, Mo Lengzhou carried her back...