Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

After Lu Jingsuo brought Song Jingshu into Chang'an City, the prosperous scene slowly unfolded before the girl's eyes like a colorful painting.

There are shops on both sides of the street, and the signs sway gently in the breeze, as if waving to passers-by.

The noisy voices intertwined together like a lively piece of music, with the hawkers' cries, children's playfulness, and adults' laughter.

The air is filled with the delicious aroma of food: the cumin fragrance of roasted lamb, the sweet aroma of steamed cakes, and the fresh fragrance of soups, all mixed together to form a unique and tempting taste.

The colorful silks in the shop are shining, red like fire, blue like the sea, purple like a dream, everything is like a dream.

For Song Jingshu, all this was like stepping into a fairyland that existed only in her imagination. Her eyes were wide open, and her face was full of amazement and curiosity.

She had never seen such a prosperous and bustling scene. Every new thing attracted her attention like a magnet. Those beautiful pictures were deeply imprinted in her mind, making her temporarily forget the hardships along the way.

Lu Jingshu looked at Song Jingshu's curious and confused eyes, and a warm feeling arose in his heart.

This girl is like a little deer that has accidentally strayed into the human world, innocent yet tenacious.

He chuckled softly and said, "Little girl, this is Chang'an. It's better than you imagined, right?"

Song Jingshu nodded vigorously, her eyes flashing with excitement and amazement. The light was as bright and pure as the stars twinkling in the night sky.

In her heart, she was full of gratitude to Lu Jingsuo. It was he who brought her to Chang'an and gave her hope of survival.

"How about this, since you've come all this way, I, as your host, will treat you to a meal in Chang'an."

Lu Jingsuo said enthusiastically.

This little girl must have suffered a lot along the way.

Before Song Jingshu could refuse, Lu Jingshu took her hand and led her into a small shop.

This small shop is not luxurious. On the contrary, the walls are a bit mottled and the tiles on the roof are damaged in several places. It has an old-fashioned atmosphere and seems a bit out of place with the bustling Chang'an Street.

Lu Jingshu chose this restaurant because he came here often and the food tasted good. He also didn't want Song Jingshu to feel pressured. A luxurious place might make this simple girl feel uncomfortable.

"Boss, give me a bowl of mutton soup and some liquid food."

Lu Jingsuo shouted.

"Okay, Master Lu, please sit down for a moment!"

The boss responded enthusiastically.

Perhaps because Lu Jingsuo's flying fish suit was too conspicuous, the diners dining inside couldn't help but look at him twice, with a mixture of awe and curiosity in their eyes.

Lu Jingshu was already used to this kind of gaze, but he still subconsciously glanced at Song Jingshu, worried that she would not be able to adapt.

As a large bowl of steaming mutton offal soup was served, the mutton offal rolled in the soup, and the hot steam with a fresh and fragrant smell hit the face.

Song Jingshu's saliva kept secreting in her mouth. She hadn't smelled such an enticing food aroma for a long time.

There was only one thought in her mind: This is food, I can eat it.

Lu Jingsuo glanced at her, took a large bowl, and used chopsticks to pick up most of the mutton offal into his own bowl.

Song Jingshu looked at Lu Jingshu's movements in a daze, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Why did he take most of the offal? Didn't he want me to eat it?

However, this thought only flashed through his mind. After all, it was a great blessing for him to give himself food.

"I'll eat more, you can eat less. Eat quickly, or it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Lu Jingsuo said.

Although most of them were picked up by Lu Jingsuo, Song Jingshu was already very satisfied.

At this moment, her heart was filled with joy of finally being able to eat something.

She said to herself: It doesn’t matter, it’s good enough to have something to eat, don’t be greedy.

She gobbled up the small portion of beef offal as if it were the most delicious delicacy in the world, and finished the bowl of beef offal in just a few bites.

Lu Jingsuo ate slowly, and reminded her: "Eat slowly, don't eat like a starving ghost, no one will snatch it from you."

He looked at Song Jingshu wolfing down her food, feeling both amused and distressed.

After Song Jingshu finished eating the beef offal in the bowl, she picked up the bowl and drank the soup in one breath. After drinking it, she pursed her lips, obviously still feeling a little unsatisfied.

She looked at Lu Jingsuo, who was eating leisurely, and said softly, "Thank you."

"It should."

Lu Jingsuo didn't even raise his head, and continued to pick up the mutton offal in the bowl with chopsticks.

"Then I'll leave first?"

Song Jingshu said tentatively.

Lu Jingsuo swallowed the mutton offal in his mouth, raised his head and looked straight at Song Jingshu with a serious look in his eyes.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Whatever you want to do, you have to wait until you're well fed and settled down."

He took another big bite of mutton offal, chewed it with big mouthfuls, and swallowed it.

Then he continued, "I brought you in. You can't leave yet. Sorry, but keeping an eye on you is also my job."

Song Jingshu looked at Lu Jingshu's eyes, which showed a firm and reassuring power. Her heart inexplicably calmed down, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of security from the bottom of her heart.

"Here you go, Master Lu. Here's the corn porridge you requested."

The boss placed a bowl of steaming corn porridge on the table.

Lu Jingsuo nodded, took out ten cents from his pocket and handed it to the boss.

Song Jingshu looked at the bowl of steaming corn porridge. The golden corn porridge exuded a sweet aroma, and she couldn't help swallowing.

This porridge looks delicious. I wish I could eat more.

Lu Jingsuo looked at her eager expression and pushed the corn porridge in front of her.

"I ordered this for you, but you have to drink it slowly. You have to say ten words to me after every sip."

He looked at Song Jingshu seriously.

"If someone hasn't eaten for several days and suddenly eats too much, they'll die. Just eat until you're half full, okay?"

Song Jingshu had never heard of the saying that eating too much would lead to death, but since Lu Jingsuo said so, she believed it.

She endured her hunger and ate the corn porridge in small bites. The sweetness of the corn spread on her tongue, making her unable to stop. But her rationality restrained her and prevented her from eating too much.

With every bite, she actually said ten sentences to Lu Jingsuo, some describing what she saw and heard on the road, and some expressing her feelings.

In this way, it took him half an hour to finish a bowl of corn porridge.

Seeing that she had finished eating, Lu Jingsuo asked her a question.

"Are you full?"

Song Jingshu shook her head.

Lu Jingshuo smiled and said, "That's good."

He stood up, looked at Song Jingshu, and thought about it.

"Look at you, you're so disheveled. I'll take you to the bathroom to take a shower. After that, I'll make you two sets of clothes. You need a doctor to take a look at the wound on your body."

"Your toes are already oozing pus, you know that?"

Song Jingshu listened to Lu Jingshu's nagging without saying a word, just standing there quietly.

She was a little confused, why was he so nice to me? I was just a stranger with no one to rely on.

"You have to pay me back for the money I spent on you today. I didn't give it to you for free! I ate most of that bowl of mutton soup. Consider it a gift from you, okay?"

Lu Jingsuo spoke deliberately viciously.

He actually didn't want Song Jingshu to feel that he was giving her charity, and hoped that she could maintain her self-respect.

After hearing what Lu Jingshu said, Song Jingshu raised her head and nodded seriously.

"Just consider it a treat!"

"I will definitely pay you back when I have money!"

Next, Lu Jingshu took Song Jingshu to a bathhouse.

The owner of the bathhouse was disgusted by Song Jingshu's dirty appearance and was reluctant to receive her.

Lu Jingsuo tried his best to persuade the owner of the bathhouse and spent a lot of money before he finally convinced her.

The proprietress muttered as she took Song Jingshu to the bathroom, prepared hot water and toiletries, and washed Song Jingshu thoroughly from head to toe.

After washing up, Lu Jingsuo handed the newly bought clothes and wooden slippers to the owner of the bathhouse and asked her to help Song Jingshu change into them.

When Song Jingshu came out of the bathroom, she was completely different from before.

Her hair hung down behind her like black satin, her face was rosy, her eyes were bright and clear, and although her skin was a little dark, it was a healthy wheat color. She wore clean and fitting clothes, and some people would believe that she was a lady from a noble family.

The only thing that didn't fit in was the wooden slippers, but that didn't detract from her beauty.

Lu Jingsuo looked at her toes that were still oozing pus, and his heart softened. He felt sorry for this strong yet pitiful girl.

"Come on, get on my back. I'll carry you to the doctor."

Lu Jingsuo squatted down and said.

"That doctor is really capable. He's my good classmate!"

Seeing Lu Jingshu bending down, Song Jingshu was still a little uncomfortable. She had never been treated like this since she was a child.

She felt a little hesitant, thinking that this would cause too much trouble for Lu Jingsuo, but at the same time, she felt a little warm. This feeling of being cared for made her want to cry.

Until Lu Jingsuo became a little impatient.

"Come up quickly, what are you waiting for?"

Song Jingshu slowly climbed onto his back. Lu Jingshu had broad shoulders and a large back, and lying on him gave her a sense of security.

Song Jingshu was so exhausted. The exhaustion from the past few days came flooding back. She said to herself, "Just take a break, just for a while." She didn't know what happened, but she fell asleep on Lu Jingshu's back.

Lu Jingsuo listened to the faint snoring coming from the little girl behind him, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He walked more lightly, afraid of waking her up, but at the same time he also enjoyed the feeling of carrying her on his back, with an inexplicable sense of responsibility rising in his heart.

……

"Lao Hu, Lao Hu, open the door quickly, don't sleep anymore, save people quickly!"

Lu Jingsuo kicked open the door of Renxin Medical Clinic, and the door hit the wall with a loud "bang".

A man who was drinking saw Lu Jingsuo rushing in. He was startled at first, but then he saw the girl he was carrying on his back, so he didn't say anything about kicking the door.

Instead, he said jokingly, "Oh, this is incredible, Old Lu, you brought a young wife to me! She looks underage. You must follow the laws of Xianyang. You are breaking the law knowingly! What is your punishment, sir?"

When Lu Jingsuo heard Lao Hu's teasing, he felt a little anxious and embarrassed.

"It's already this late, and Old Hu is still joking. This girl's foot injury can't be delayed."

"Besides, this is the person I need to keep an eye on. Is this necessary for my job? Please help her check if she has any injuries and treat them."

"Especially her feet. Her nails have all fallen off, and the soles of her feet are worn away and festering."

Seeing Lu Jingsuo's anxious look, the man called Lao Hu stopped joking. He knew that Lu Jingsuo was really worried.

He hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand and came over to help Lu Jingshu help Song Jingshu to the bed.

Song Jingshu, who was originally asleep, was also awakened by their quarrel. She opened her eyes in a daze, with some confusion in her eyes.

She felt a little scared and didn't know where she was.

Seeing Song Jingshu wake up, Lu Jingshu quickly comforted her, "This is the doctor I found. If you feel any discomfort, you must tell him. Don't be embarrassed, okay?"

"Just call him Doctor Hu!" Lu Jingsuo hoped to make Song Jingshu relax. He knew she must be very scared now.

Song Jingshu nodded as if she understood, and she looked at Lu Jingsu, feeling a little relieved.

Hu Bugui looked at Song Jingshu's foot with a serious expression, his brow furrowed. "This foot injury is too serious. If it's not treated properly, it may leave you disabled."

"Old Lu! You've given me a difficult problem!"

He said as he quickly walked towards the medicine cabinet.

"Go, get my scalpel and disinfectant!"

After hearing this, Lu Jingsuo hurried to help Hu Bugui get the scalpel and disinfectant.

There was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

He knew that Song Jingshu's foot injury could not be delayed any longer, but he didn't expect it to be so serious!