princess come to my arms

"The minister's residence is shabby, and Her Royal Highness has been wronged." Wen Shifei, the prefect of Zhangzhou, said with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"It's good to have a place to live. I am very satisfied. I have subordinates here to serve me. Prefect Wen should step down and treat and settle the adults in the mansion well." When all the officials were crowded in the small Zhangzhou mansion Only then did Li Weixi realize how sensational his disappearance was. Officials from the three provinces almost came out in full force.

Oh, that's not what she meant!For the first time, Li Weixi began to ask himself, was he not thinking thoroughly?Caused countless people to worry.

"Baiji, bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I want to write a letter to my father and mother." Li Weixi ordered.

"Yes, this subordinate will take it now."

Stepping through the low wooden threshold, the smell of firewood and burning charcoal comes to your face.Li Weixi frowned silently.The smell of these two is really the smell she hates the most in her life, but she has no choice but to rely on them to continue her life.

Li Weixi sighed inaudibly alone, and then walked to the table full of stoves.The raging fire made the whole room red, which is a color that Li Weixi is very familiar with and reassuring.

She opened the heavy cotton shirt, put her hands above the stove, and baked them. After she felt a little bit of sensation in her hands, she slowly stretched and stretched her stiff fingers, rubbing them back and forth to make them flexible again.

"Princess, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are here." Baiji sent the writing tool.

"Put it on the table."

"Yes."

Seeing that his fingers were already flexible, Li Weixi clenched his fist vigorously to dispel the remaining stiffness in his palm.She let Fu Ling grind it up, and she wanted to write a reflection letter and send it to the palace.

The thick black ink smudged on the yellowed letter paper, and with a wave of Li Weixi's pen, he began to write the letter in a fluttering manner.

But the family letter only wrote two lines, and the heartache came from the palm of his hand. Li Weixi shook the pen he was holding, and a few drops of scattered ink fell on the letter paper.

Her hands froze again.

"Fu Ling, take the pen from Ben Gong, hurry up!" Li Weixi clenched her fists in pain.

Fu Ling, who was waiting at the side, immediately stepped forward and stopped her heartbrokenly: "Princess, please write this letter tomorrow."

"No. I need to finish writing tonight, and send it to the capital as soon as possible." Li Weixi was in pain, but he did not retreat.She ordered Baiji to bring two movable stoves, and when her hands started to feel stiff, she would bake them near the stoves and then continue to write.

Just keep writing like this, the short family letter is finally finished.The maids who watched in fear at the side breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that it was late, they hurriedly reminded, "Princess, the hour of You has arrived."

"I understand." Put the letter in an envelope properly and hand it to Baiji.Only then did Li Weixi lie down on the bed with peace of mind.

Lifting off the heavy quilt, Li Weixi curled her feet into the quilt, put her hands to her mouth and breathed out.After blowing twice tightly, Li Weixi gave up, the cold poison had already set in, and even the breath coming out of Ha was cold.

Li Weixi smiled wryly.

"Princess, hurry up and take Gu Huang's doctor's anti-cold medicine." Bai Ji took out the kit bag that Li Weixi carried with him, took out two medicines from it, held a glass of warm water, and brought it to Li Weixi's lips.

Li Weixi took a sip of warm water lightly, took the pill into his mouth, and swallowed it with a slight effort in his throat.Then she obediently lay on the bed, waiting for this storm to come.

Outside the house, seeing that the princess was already lying down, more than a dozen servants started running.Moving firewood, transporting firewood, and adding firewood, we must not slack off for a second.

The bed under Li Weixi was built temporarily, imitating the kang in the north, which can be heated by adding firewood from the outside.Zhangzhou family members added firewood one by one, and the burning fire reflected on their faces. Their constant running and approaching the fire also reduced their clothes one by one.

Even if everyone works together, they are still no match for the cold poison.

On the bed, Li Weixi was pale.She couldn't control her limbs, so she could only squirm her lips, and said to Fu Ling who was at a loss.

"Let them add... some more firewood, Ben Gong Leng..." The weak tone and face forced Fu Ling to tears, she covered her face with her hands, ran out in a hurry, and hurriedly ordered the servants.Baiji and Zelan, who were also waiting on the sidelines, were not idle, and rushed to join the army of adding firewood.

In Li Weixi's tightly closed eyes, the figures of servants running hurriedly swayed, the cold poison invaded her whole body, and she could no longer move the corners of her mouth.Her body trembled like a sieve.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the magistrate summoned another ten servants to frequently change the firewood in the stove in the house.In the case of abundant human and material resources, the whole room was baked like a stove, and everyone running around was sweating profusely and panting.

In this state where the whole room was almost burned down, Li Weixi's pain was relieved.

Her chaotic consciousness gradually became clearer, and the sweat of struggling left her neck, and she also felt the strange feeling left when it slid across the skin.

The cold poison soaked her body and exhausted her body and mind, she once again carried it.

For some reason, Li Weixi, who was looking at the roof in a daze, missed every scene and thing of Wushi Mountain surprisingly, more because of that night, there was no pain.

Deep exhaustion enveloped Li Weixi, her brows gradually softened, her breathing gradually became flat, and she fell asleep as usual.

Poria and Baiji, whose clothes were completely wet, looked at each other and smiled, sighing: This night of war and chaos is finally over.Then he slumped down on the woodpile.

The lights of the Zhangzhou magistrate's mansion gradually went out, and the tired people went back to their rooms to rest.

In the Yanping magistrate's mansion, several lights are still brightly lit.

"Mother, I want to check something in Daddy's study." Gu Ziyou thought of the strange cold poison he encountered yesterday, and couldn't wait to find out.

"Ziyou, what else do you need to check at this late hour? You've had a hard time traveling today, so you should rest early. There's still time to check tomorrow." Seeing the faint black shadows under Gu Ziyou's eyes, Mrs. Gu naturally didn't want to He reads at night with a lamp.

But after arguing twice, Mrs. Gu still couldn't resist Gu Ziyou's desire, so she nodded and agreed.Gu Ziyou also made a promise: no later than Xushi.After listening, Mother Gu readily agreed.

Flipping through the heavy medical books, Gu Ziyou read the footprints of his ancestors.After reading the whole book, Gu Ziyou didn't get the answer she wanted.

The same is true for several other books.

Then, there is one conclusion: this cold poison has never existed since ancient times.

As the appointed time approached, Gu Ziyou closed the book dejectedly, planning to continue studying tomorrow.

The candle lamp was blown out, and everything was silent. Gu Ziyou lay on the bed with his eyes open, his arms behind his head.When everything was quiet, Gu Ziyou began to worry about the girl he met during the day: the cold poison must have been accumulated for many years. I don't know if the girl is safe tonight, and how to resist it Stubborn cold poison?

Even if she is full of worries, it can't be worth meeting once. Even if she breaks the cold poison at this moment, it won't help. In the vast sea of ​​people, meeting again is like a fantasy.

Pulling off the thin quilt, closing his eyes, Gu Ziyou fell into a deep sleep.

**

The next day, the sky was cloudless.Amidst Fuling's soft call, Li Weixi woke up leisurely, and her underwear was already wet behind her back.

"Princess, it's getting late." Fuling called for hot water for washing and placed it beside the bed.Most of the stove in the house has been removed, and the sunlight pours in, making the room spacious and bright.

"When?" Li Weixi moved her feet and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Mao Shi. Did the princess sleep well last night?"

"Shang Ke." Li Weixi propped up her elbows, sat up from the bed, and turned her slightly stiff neck.

Looking at the basin of clear water beside him, Li Weixi said: "I sweated all night last night, I want to take a bath and change clothes." The sticky feeling on his body made Li Weixi very uncomfortable, and he lay down in the wilderness for a Su, his body must be dirty.

"Slave will make arrangements."

Just as Fu Ling went to arrange the bathing, the maid Ze Lan hurried in, apparently she had something to say.

"How is it? I asked you to investigate. Is there any result?"

"Reporting to the princess, the slaves have gone to investigate. Gu Xinnai, the magistrate of Yanping Prefecture, is an upright official. He is not a flatterer. There is no corruption or bribery. It is true that he loves flowers and plants."

"Then he has something to hide?"

"Yes, according to the investigation by the servant girl. Gu Ziyou, the third son of Gu Xin, had accumulated poisonous gas since he was a child. He was sent to Wushi Mountain in Xinle in 20 years to study medical skills. He returned home yesterday."

"Oh?" After listening, Li Weixi was surprised, and asked again: "Then how old is this Gu Ziyou?"

"17 is old."

After listening to Zelan's report, Li Weixi fell into deep thought. She slowly superimposed this Gu Ziyou's identity information on the mountain man from yesterday, and found an unexpected match.

Could it be that the person who hugged him yesterday was the third son of Gu Zhifu - Gu Ziyou?

"Ze Lan, give me the map, I'm going to visit Yanping Mansion for a while."

"Princess, this Yanping Mansion is on the way back to Beijing. Let's start immediately, and we can spend the night in the prefect's mansion tonight."

"By the way, it couldn't be better. Zelan, you send someone to inform the magistrate of Yanping Prefecture that I will spend the night in his residence and let him make preparations."

"Yes, princess." Ze Lan couldn't guess what Li Weixi was thinking.Since the master ordered so, she can only do as it is.

It's just that when she went out to do errands, she avoided eyeliner and wrote another letter, which Feige sent to the capital.

Last night, Gu Xin, the magistrate of Yanping who was too drunk to entertain and drink, hadn't sobered up yet, and his subordinates rushed to report that Princess Yongle was passing through Yanping Mansion on her way back to Beijing, and wanted to stay overnight in the Mansion of Yanping Prefect.

After hearing the news, Gu Xin jumped up from the bed immediately, before he could even put on his clothes, he hurriedly ordered his servants to clean up the room, and then cleaned the mansion thoroughly, taking care of all the tea and food properly.

Soon, the news that Princess Yongle was coming to the mansion spread from ten to hundreds, and it just spread in Gu's mansion.

The one who was most excited about this news was Zun Wang Li Yuqi.Of course, this kind of excitement is not biased towards the joy type, but the fear type.Princess Yongle often used her young age as an excuse to play tricks on Li Yuqi, which often disturbed His Royal Highness.If she wanted to come here this time, she would definitely not be able to escape her claws again.

The one who was least worried about this news was Gu Ziyou who returned home last night.Princess?Could it be the Monkey King?Why don't you just come and stay overnight?Why is the whole family in a hurry, as if facing a big enemy?

Gu Ziyou was really puzzled.