Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

"Qing'er! Qing'er! Can you hear me?" Lu Yi rode his horse into a woods and shouted.

Qing'er, who had fallen into the pit, was calling for help. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice calling her name. She quickly responded, "Is anyone there? I'm here, please save me!"

She accidentally moved her dislocated arm, frowning in pain and unable to utter a word. Based on the response he had heard earlier, Lu Yi dismounted and ran to the edge of the pit, "Qing'er, is that you? Are you here?"

It was dark and I couldn't see anything.

After about two or three breaths, a trembling voice sounded, "It's me, Yongqi, I'm Qing'er. I'm in the pit. It's so deep and pitch black that I can't see a thing."

It's easy as long as the person is around. Lu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, found a suitable stick to light nearby, and said something to comfort Qing'er.

"Qing'er, talk to me. You can talk about anything. Don't worry, I will be able to rescue you soon."

"Yongqi, I... I was riding a horse, and it rushed forward for some reason, and then I fell into this pit. I... I don't know what to say." Qing'er's forehead was sweating, and her arm felt more and more painful.

Lu Yi put the lighter back into the space, held the burning torch and walked to the edge of the pit, trying to see where the person was.

"Qing'er, stay close to the edge of the pit and don't move."

Lu Yi jumped down, and the torch brought light to the pit. Qing'er's face was dirty and her mouth was pouting. "Yongqi, my arm hurts so much, can you help me check if it's broken?"

Lu Yi took off a wine jug from his waist and said, "It's not broken, it's just that I need to connect it. Qing'er, just bear with it, it will be fine soon."

She took a deep breath, sprayed a mouthful of wine on it tentatively, and started to act according to her experience.

After his arm was reattached, it was very cold at night. Lu Yi hugged Qing'er and jumped out of the pit. They only felt a little warmer by the fire.

A large group of people came over with torches in hand.

Lu Yi was delighted. "Qing'er, are you okay? They are coming to find us. Wake up. You can't sleep."

Qing'er opened her eyes in a daze, and could not hear clearly what Lu Yi said. Why couldn't she sleep? She felt so warm and comfortable that she wanted to sleep.

When she came to her senses, her arm had been treated again and she was placed in a thick blanket.

Ziwei's face was full of apology. "Qing'er, how are you? I'm sorry. This is all my fault. If it weren't for me, Erkang Ertai and the others wouldn't have abandoned you, and you wouldn't have been hurt."

Xiaoyanzi brought a bowl of medicine and said, "Qing'er, drink the medicine. You'll be fine after a good sleep. Don't blame Ziwei. She loves Erkang too much, so..."

"I want to rest."

Qing'er's eyelashes trembled. She picked up the bowl of medicine and drank it all in one gulp. She didn't want to say anything to them.

No matter what the truth of the matter was, she didn't care now. Qing'er wrapped herself in the quilt, trying to find common ground with that warm embrace in this warmth.

Have a good night's sleep.

Qing'er's arm took two days to heal, and after it had slightly improved, the convoy set off and stopped at a beautiful place for a picnic. The entourage prepared meals, and the emperor laughed and talked with several children.

Not long after, the good weather suddenly turned cloudy and it started to rain heavily.

The emperor took the umbrella from Fulun's hand and held it above Ziwei's head nonchalantly, showing concern and care.

Erkang's face darkened, and he didn't care that he was getting wet in the rain. He stared at them with a hurt expression.

While Lu Yi was happily watching the show, he did not forget to hold an umbrella for himself and Ruolan, and glanced at Qing'er, Jinsuo and the others.

Well, I didn’t get wet.

The rain stopped and the sky cleared. Erkang stood under the pavilion, his shoulders trembling as he said viciously, "Did you all see the look in the master's eyes when he held an umbrella for Ziwei? That's the look a man gives a woman."

"Erkang, don't be anxious. Maybe you misunderstood."

"Yes, the master is just holding an umbrella for Ziwei."

The more everyone tried to persuade him, the more annoyed Erkang became. He pounded his fist on the pillar and said angrily, "In my opinion, just tell it directly! Let the truth come out, so I don't have to worry all day long!"

Lu Yi was looking at the rainbow in the distance when she suddenly noticed that the conversation had stopped. She turned around and looked at everyone.

"...Why are you looking at me?"

"Yongqi, don't you have anything to say?"

Lu Yi coughed twice and said, "Well, I don't agree. Have you ever thought about how angry the emperor will be when the truth comes out?"

Seeing Erkang's unconvinced expression, Lu Yi continued to argue: "The Emperor is the Son of Heaven. If he gets angry, everyone who knows about this incident, including your entire family, Concubine Ling, and countless others, may be implicated. Erkang, are you sure you want to be so impulsive?"

"Then what should I do? When the emperor looks at Ziwei with those lustful eyes, tell me what I should do?!"

With a bang, Erkang punched the pillar again.

Lu Yi sighed softly, turned his head and continued to admire the rainbow in the distance, "I don't know."

"Ahhh!"

Erkang went into a frenzy and smashed the pillar, so Benjamin Ertai and the others quickly pulled Erkang down.

"Alright, Erkang, calm down. Things are not as bad as you think. The emperor treats the two girls as his right-hand men. Don't let your imagination run wild."

After the picnic, the wheels started moving.

"This market is bustling, let's go down and take a look."

When the emperor is in a good mood, no one would be stupid enough to spoil his fun, and everyone comes to support him.

Xiaoyanzi wanted to get close to Lu Yi to express her feelings, but when she saw Hu Ruolan following closely beside him, she felt uncomfortable, so she simply moved away and went out with Ziwei.

"Ziwei, look, there's a stall over there that says Selling Myself to Bury My Father. Let's go and take a look. Let's go!" Xiaoyanzi became excited and pulled Ziwei over.

"Sir, do you think this hairpin is unique?" Hu Ruolan held an ancient wooden hairpin with her fingers as thin as scallions.

Lu Yi took out some silver from his pocket and said, "Buy it!"

"Sir, I want to buy this for myself."

Hu Ruolan shook her head slightly, a hint of shyness appearing on her face, "I want to give it to Concubine Yu as a gift when I return to the palace."

Lu Yi was speechless and put the purse back into his arms. "Then buy it yourself. It doesn't matter what it is. My mother is a kind person. She will be very happy with anything you give her."

Hu Ruolan suddenly became even more shy, "Sir!"

The bank's owner came out, his face wrinkled with a smile as he introduced them, "Young Master and Madam, you have excellent taste. This hairpin is made of golden nanmu wood and is priced at one hundred and sixty-six taels of silver."

Hu Ruolan took out the silver note to pay, and said to Lu Yi with a smile: "This hairpin will definitely suit Concubine Yu very well. Look at how auspicious the price is."

"Yes." Lu Yi looked at the uniquely shaped hairpins. The shopkeeper had just wrapped the hairpins for them when a commotion broke out outside.

Seeing the fight break out, Lu Yi somersaulted over to join the fight on his side.

After the villains left, they left behind Xiaoyanzi and Ziwei, whose faces were swollen and red, and a little white flower girl.

The emperor looked at Ziwei with pity and said angrily, "Xiaoyanzi, what's wrong with you? I trusted Ziwei to you, how did you make her like this?"

"Those guys were so vicious just now. What did you take Ziwei to provoke?!" the emperor scolded.