Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

Huo Jingya looked at the letter in her hand and chuckled.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yanzi actually had a Black Armor Army.

The Black Armor Army! Those are the Black Armor Army that inspires fear in all officials!

The best weapon for murder and robbery.

It's like a rabbit holding a sharp sword; I can't imagine what he'd be like leading troops.

"So you like Hua Buyan?" Cheng Ruoying was a little surprised.

She had met Hua Buyan, and he had gone to the palace to find Yan Mingyu.

He doesn't talk much, and when he does, it's just a few random, aimless words.

The young masters of prominent families in the capital flattered him to his face, but behind his back they cursed him as a fool.

After he left, Yan Mingyu also called him a fool.

He also said that once the Grand Princess died, he would seize control of the Black Armor Army.

Cheng Ruoying is a straightforward person, and she and Huo Jingya get along very well.

So he said, "Although he's good-looking, he feels... how should I put it? He's not stupid, but he's also quite strange."

She frowned, recalling Hua Buyan's expression at that time.

"I saw him staring at a parrot without saying a word. It felt like he was having a conversation with the parrot in his mind."

Then…the parrot spoke first. Guess what the parrot said?

say what?

Recalling the scene, Huo Jingya imitated a parrot's call: "You're quite good-looking, let's be friends?"

Cheng Ruoying shook her head. "The parrot said: Are you mute?"

I command you to speak! Speak! Speak! Speak! Say…

He's really angered the parrots!

Huo Jingya burst into laughter, laughing so hard she almost fell over.

But Xiao Yanzi kept talking to her, and they talked until midnight, reluctant to go to sleep.

Hearing the laughter, Feng Dali glanced at the tent.

She was so happy when a letter from the capital arrived; it seems she really likes those persimmons.

However, according to their recent analysis of the situation, the Grand Princess has already supported the young emperor's ascension to the throne, and the soldiers in the outskirts of the capital are training day and night, and they are likely to confront them head-on.

Will the persimmon tree break away from its family and stand on their side?

Feng Dali felt that he wanted him to stand on the Huo family's side, but he didn't want to either.

He really wanted to go to bed late.

Shi Shen will definitely tell him what to do.

He felt that his wife could also guide him, but was his wife's health getting worse?

Why haven't I seen her out for so long?

Even just basking in the sun would be good.

Holding it in all the time will damage your health.

He hunted another bear and, just like before, prepared its limbs and paws before sending it to Sang Ning.

However, the mistress was resting.

They must really be resting; the mistress would never play those games with these soldiers.

“Miss Yubai, this bear paw has already been boiled and peeled. You should cook it early to nourish the mistress.”

"Okay, thank you, General Feng." Yu Bai quickly took it and went into the tent.

Feng Dali grew increasingly suspicious. He noticed that Yu Bai's eyes were red, as if he had been crying.

He stood outside the tent for a while, then turned around to look for the three who were "never home".

Sure enough, they're never home; the three little ones have run off to play in a nearby town again.

Feng Dali went to find Ling Feifei again.

I learned that the mistress hadn't been taking any medicine recently, and that her coldness and blockages had cleared up considerably.

No, that's not right.

He could feel the heat emanating from the mistress's tent even while standing outside.

Moreover, the mistress was such a vibrant person.

You can climb a 100-meter cliff!

Why are they hibernating like bears now?

That's not right; something's definitely fishy going on.

Feng Dali still went to find Huo Jingya.

Huo Jingya had long suspected something was wrong, but every time she went there, her fourth sister-in-law would nag her about it.

She said her sleep schedule was messed up, she felt listless without her fourth brother, it was really boring here in the freezing cold, she probably had snow blindness, anyway, she just didn't want to go out.

“Jingya, why don’t you sleep with the mistress for a few days and see what’s going on? I really feel something’s not right.”

"Okay, I'll go."

So Huo Jingya took off her cotton-padded coat, rolled around in the snowdrift, and successfully caught a cold.

Then he moved his own bed into Sang Ning's tent, saying he wanted to keep it covered for two days.

Sang Ning was initially worried that she would discover her excessive sleepiness, but she didn't expect that her cold was so severe this time, with a runny nose, that she came back, wrapped herself in a blanket, and fell asleep immediately, having no energy to observe anything else.

It was warm inside the tent, and Yu Cui brewed medicine for her to drink. Huo Jingya sweated for two days and was better on the third day.

He carried her small bed back to his own tent.

"Madam, you slept for nine hours today," Yu Cui reminded her in a muffled voice.

Nine shichen is eighteen hours, and a day is only twenty-four hours.

She only had about half a day left to be conscious.

Sang Ning nodded. At this rate, she probably wouldn't live to see spring.

"The New Year holidays are coming soon."

"Last year, my whole family didn't spend the New Year together. This year... I want to spend it together."

"Inform the old lady and the others."

Inform the old lady that she feels she needs to…

Yu Cui lowered her head and walked out quickly.

As soon as she went out, Huo Jingya dragged her away.

"Yu Cui, my fourth sister-in-law, what exactly happened? Don't try to hide it from me anymore, I know everything!"

"Miss……"

Yu Cui choked up as she recounted the story of divine retribution.

Huo Jingya was stunned after hearing this.

Feng Dali emerged from the corner, his eyes also filled with shock.

“There will be a way. An old man in our village used to say that life and death are mysterious things. Some people are very healthy, but they die young, while others are sickly, but they live a long time.”

Between life and death, there is a turning point; if you find that turning point, you can break the mold.

"What do you mean?" Huo Jingya asked, as if grasping at a straw.

She couldn't understand it, just like she didn't understand any divine retribution.

Therefore, it seems that what Feng Dali said is a panacea that can cure divine retribution.

"It means... roughly like being poisoned by a snake, so you look for the antidote near its nest. Everything in the world is interconnected and mutually restraining. Where there is divine retribution, there must be something to counteract it. This is the rule of heaven and earth!"

"Yes, you're right."

Feng Dali is a skilled hunter. He is actually very intelligent and can glean many lessons from his past experiences in the jungle.

The two began to discuss it.

Such mysterious things naturally require mysterious people to solve them.

According to Yu Cui, Sang Ning had consulted many Taoist priests and monks, but most of them could not understand the situation, let alone find a solution.

When it comes to this kind of ability, Du Xin is the best.

Ke Du Xin is already dead.

"I'm looking for Hua Buyan."

"What do you want with him?" Feng Dali asked, puzzled.

"The Hua family has been a family for centuries, and has always held the position of Grand Historian. They must know who, apart from Du Xin, has the most powerful cultivation in this area."

"it is good."

In Hua Buyan's letter to Huo Jingya, he said that if anything happened, they should hide a message in a tree by the stream where they used to play and where the swing rope was tied.

He would have people check on him from time to time.

Huo Jingya had someone hide a letter in a tree and received the message quickly.

Hua Buyan was afraid that what happened last time would happen again, so he simply came to find her again!