At this moment, a call came from far and near in the forest: "Master! Mistress!" "General Zhao!"
"It's Tian Hai and the others!" Her eyes lit up, and she ran to the entrance of the cave and shouted to the forest: "Tian Hai! We are here!"
Afraid that they would not be able to find their way, she picked up a branch as thick as a fist from the ground, finally lit a fire, held it in her hand and shook it desperately.
It didn't take long for them to find the right place. When they saw the hostess standing at the door of the cave with her face covered in blood and her clothes in tatters, Tian Hai and Xiao Huzi were frightened to death.
"Young mistress! What's going on? How did you do this?" Tian Hai shouted anxiously: "Where is the young master?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw someone lying in the cave.
Seeing Zhao Changyuan injured like this, the servants who had grown up with him were all heartbroken. They threw themselves at him and started crying.
Gong Yueyue said calmly: "Stop crying now and take him down the mountain quickly."
After saying that, several people were busy lifting him up.
Everyone took turns carrying Zhao Changyuan down the mountain. On the way, they saw a few broken dead wolves, and everyone knew it. These wolves were probably blind today, and even General Zhao dared to intercept them. This
General Zhao Changyuan was not the most valiant among the generals in the dynasty, but despite his usual gentleness and gentleness, he had a temper that was rare to see in ten thousand years. In terms of "axis", among all the generals in the dynasty, no one had the best temperament.
Even his father Zhao Xiong was defeated by him. But he usually doesn't have this problem, and if he does, it will definitely not be cured. So today he was injured all over, and he wanted to kill these wolf cubs, just to get stronger.
"You are stopping me from finding my wife, right? Then I will kill you, no matter whether you are a wolf or a husky!" He had similar psychological activities at the time. So no one could offend him.
When they rushed back to the city, it was already broad daylight. They carried him to the door of the hospital and banged on the door. When the doctor came out and took a look, he was stunned: "Oh, this... isn't this Master Zhao? How did you do it?"
This is? Come in quickly, come in quickly."
"I have already treated his wounds. They are not life-threatening. However, there are some very deep wounds that will definitely leave scars in the future. You guys need to take good care of him to avoid wound infection."
Yueyue asked: "The doctor is here. But...when will he wake up?"
"He suffered from excessive bleeding and lack of strength, which is why he collapsed and fainted. Go back and get him some liquid food, the thinner the better, feed it slowly. He will wake up soon."
The doctor said it was easy. When she returned home, Mrs. Liu saw her son with bruises all over her body and her daughter-in-law with blood on her body and face. She was so frightened that she fainted. When she woke up, she cried again beside her son's bed.
Don't you have to cry? Such a fair and clean son has never been bumped or touched in his whole life. In a blink of an eye, he is covered in injuries, and there will be scars in the future. His body and skin are passed down to his parents. This kind of heartache is really painful.
One can imagine.
Zhao Xiong was also distressed, but he was a grown man after all, so he had to comfort his wife: "Don't cry. What's the point of a man with a few scars? He is still a military general, and he may have to fight many battles in the future. If you get hurt, just cry, you can cry."
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Not only did Ms. Liu cry, but Gong Yueyue's tears also never stopped. The pretty face was so injured, and her body, which had been so dazzling to her, was riddled with holes, and she felt distressed. However, yesterday on the mountain,
She had just witnessed an act of brutality with her own eyes, and not even half a day later, she had experienced it in person. The perpetrator was her husband, who lived in the same room with her every day... How could this make her feel so embarrassed?
Zhao Xiong really couldn't stand the tears of the two women: "Okay, okay, stop crying. Boy, what on earth did he do?"
At this moment, Yue Yue Leng was just about to organize a reply to Zhao Xiong when Tian Hai immediately answered the old man's question: "Back to the old man, the young master and the young lady were passing by Longmen Mountain and accidentally met a few wild wolves. No, the young master killed them all.
It’s just... injured like this." He remembered clearly that the young master kept telling him before the accident that he was not allowed to tell the old lady about the late return of the young mistress.
When Mrs. Liu heard that her son had a fight with a wolf, she was frightened: "Ah? Wolf? Ouch...my poor son..."
Zhao Xiong looked at his pale son on the bed, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. This boy was fearless, and he was worthy of being his Zhao Xiong's son.
Then, he looked at his dumb daughter-in-law and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Are you injured?"
Yue Yue Leng said: "No..."
Looking at her look, Zhao Xiong knew that she was probably very frightened, so he stood up and said: "It's okay if you don't have it. Let's not just hang around here and let them have a good rest. My child, I'll leave Zhao'er to you."
Already."
She nodded and said softly: "Yes, Dad."
Although Gong Yueyue had not closed her eyes all day and night, she was still not sleepy at all at this moment. She just sat motionless on the edge of the bed with dry eyes open.
The pain in her body reminded her again and again of today's humiliating scenes replaying in her mind. The poor girl in Li Fengyan's hut, and then herself... shame and grievances crawled all over her body like vines.
She is his? Really? She is her own!
"Master, Master, are you awake? What do you think?" Tian Hai was the first person Zhao Changyuan saw when he woke up.
"Zhao'er, are you still in pain?" Mrs. Liu also stood by the bed with tears in her eyes.
Zhao Xiong was silent, but it was not difficult to see the concern in his eyes.
Then there are Xiaohuzi, Shitou...
But why is the face he wants to see most not around?
He moved his lips and cleared his throat. When he found that he could barely make a sound, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Where is Yiyi?"
Everyone was stunned and didn't speak.
His eyes were a little disappointed. He swallowed hard and moistened his throat: "She went out again?"
Zhao Xiong looked embarrassed, walked up and patted his son: "You take good care of him first, I have already sent a letter to Cao Rui for someone else."
He smiled slightly: "Thank you, Dad."
"Well, you guys, take good care of him. Be careful not to let him eat randomly!" After Zhao Xiong finished speaking, he took his wife and walked out: "Let him rest by himself. As long as he wakes up, he will be fine.
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Tian Hai asked tremblingly from the side: "Master, what do you want to eat? Or... do you want to read a book?"
"Where is the young mistress? When did she go out?" Zhao Changyuan still asked a question that no one wanted to face.
"If you have an itch somewhere, tell me and I will scratch it for you." Tian Hai pretended not to hear and deliberately interrupted him.
He seemed to sense everyone's strangeness, grabbed Tian Hai's sleeve, and asked in a cold voice: "Where is the young lady?"
Tian Hai knelt down in front of him with a plop: "Master! You take good care of your injuries. When you get better, the young mistress will definitely come back to see you!" After saying that, he started to cry.
"Come...come back to see me? What do you mean? She's gone?" He didn't understand what Tian Hai meant: "Don't cry! Talk!"
Tian Hai could no longer hide it, so he had to tell the truth hesitantly: "Young mistress...she told the master and his wife that she could not have children, and begged...begged...to abandon her..."
It was like someone poured cold water on his head in the middle of winter. Zhao Changyuan was already trembling with cold: "Where is she now?"
"She... went back to Yang Mansion at night." Tian Hai lowered his head, not daring to look into his eyes.
He was stunned for a long time, and finally laughed: "Haha... I can't have children... Hehe... Hehe... Yang Yiyi... Yang Yiyi!" With the heartbreaking cry, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
"Master, you'd better recuperate first. If you do this, you will kill the little ones!" Tian Hai and Xiao Huzi helplessly stopped Zhao Changyuan who was dressing and binding to go to the Yang Mansion.
His axis strength is rising again, who can stop him? In addition, he is covered in injuries, and no one dares to touch him.
He silently endured the throbbing pain in his body from time to time, putting on his clothes one by one. The expression on his face could not tell whether he was angry or sad, maybe both. His mind was very messy, with many negative emotions squeezed together. Jealousy,
Suspicion, but most of all... deep self-blame. Her last frightened look was still imprinted in his mind. He had done such an excessive thing to her, and she still wanted to save his face before leaving.
Put the responsibility on herself! He must bring her back!
As soon as I stepped out of the door, I met my father coming towards me.
Zhao Xiong's face did not have the majesty of the past. Instead, there was more kindness. He looked at his son with concern: "Why don't you lie down for a while?"
Zhao Changyuan said sarcastically: "Dad, my son is going to the Yang Mansion."
"Hey, you kid, it's not too late to go after your injury is better. Look at you, you're still a little lame when you walk. How rude is it to go like this?" Zhao Xiong stepped forward, held his arm and asked him.
Go inside.
Zhao Changyuan stood stubbornly and did not move: "Dad... Yiyi, she... she said she was infertile, but she lied to you. Besides... even if she can't give birth, I will not abandon her."
"Hi!" Zhao Xiong smiled and shook his head: "My parents know. Not only do we know, but the Yang family also knows that she is talking nonsense."
Zhao Changyuan asked in confusion: "Then...Dad, why did you let her go?"
His words made Zhao Xiong dumbfounded: "Hey, I said you are a bastard! Why do you mean dad let her go? She is your daughter-in-law. You lost your daughter-in-law and you ask me for it? Really! You
Don't even think about it. She didn't hesitate to make up such a lie and insisted on kicking you. It shows that she is not in a moment of anger. You must have seriously offended someone somewhere! Why don't your mother and I let her go? She
If she is still angry, looking at you will only make her angry even more! Why not let her go back and live in her natal home for a while. The two of you can calm down and open up any knots in your mind. Isn't that good? That is her natal home, where she lives.
What's wrong with you? Can you let your daughter-in-law live in someone else's house? You said you were limping away to pester someone before your injury healed, but you still let her live? Isn't it a shame?
Would you like to have a little career?"
The old man was full of taunts, and whoever it was would have listened.
But you must know that Zhao Changyuan, who came up with the Axis Force, was not an ordinary person. He listened to the old man's words without saying a word, and finally replied firmly: "Dad, I don't plan to run, I want to go in a carriage.
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After saying that, he left Zhao Xiong, who was so angry that he was about to vomit a large basin of blood, and limped to the stable. (To be continued)