Chapter 716 Planning to Visit Wuhuan

On the other side, Princess Anxi has spent a lot of time in Master Huang's house, but her life is really unsatisfactory.

On this day, the sun shone on the ground through the window lattice. Princess Anxi was struggling to carry a bucket of water, her beautiful face full of exhaustion and grievance.

She bit her lip, with stubbornness and helplessness in her eyes, thinking to herself: "I was originally a wealthy person, but now I am being bullied like this."

Several servants gathered around, with their hands on their waists and mean looks on their faces. One of them shouted loudly: "Hurry up! You can't even do this kind of work!"

Princess Anxi raised her head and glared at the man fiercely. There seemed to be anger burning in her eyes, but she finally endured it and continued to work silently.

On this day, Princess Anxi finished all the work and dragged her tired body back to the small and simple room.

She suddenly collapsed on the bed, looking at the dilapidated roof, tears finally bursting out of her eyes.

"What did I do wrong to deserve such treatment?" she asked herself over and over in her mind.

The next day, before dawn, Princess Anxi was roughly called to work by her servants again.

Her eyes were empty, and she repeated the arduous labor mechanically, as if she had lost her soul.

As the days passed like this, Princess Anxi became thinner and thinner, and her face became pale.

But those servants showed no mercy and continued to use her more harshly.

Finally one day, Master Huang somehow remembered the Anxi Princess Linglong.

Linglong is the name she took after entering the Huang family.

On this day, he strolled to the place where the servants lived, and saw many people sitting there laughing and joking, but Linglong was the only one working hard.

Young Master Huang frowned slightly, his face full of doubts, and asked, "What's going on?"

When the servants heard Master Huang's voice, they panicked and turned pale.

When Linglong heard Master Huang's voice, she seemed to have seen a savior. She stopped what she was doing and ran over quickly. With tears in her eyes, she said aggrievedly: "Master, these are not my jobs at all, but they insist on me to do them. "

Young Master Huang looked at Linglong's haggard face and scarred hands, and a surge of anger surged in his heart.

"You are so brave!" Master Huang yelled angrily, his eyes sweeping across the servants sharply.

At this time, the servants lowered their heads, their bodies were trembling slightly, and they did not dare to look at Master Huang.

Master Huang turned to look at Linglong, his tone softened slightly, and said, "Linglong, you have been wronged."

Linglong bit her lip, her eyes full of gratitude, and said softly: "Thank you, Master, for your insight."

Master Huang snorted coldly and said sternly to the servants: "From today on, whoever dares to bully Linglong again will not be spared!" The servants were obedient and nodded in agreement.

Master Huang looked at Linglong, with a hint of guilt in his eyes, and said gently: "Linglong, if anyone bullies you again in the future, please come and tell me directly."

Linglong nodded slightly, with a hint of reassurance in her eyes.

After Master Huang left, the servants glared at Linglong fiercely, and one of them muttered in a low voice: "Humph, don't think it's great to have the support of Master."

When Linglong heard this, her heart tightened, but thinking of Master Huang's words, she plucked up the courage and responded: "I'm just doing what I should do, don't go too far!"

In the next few days, although the servants did not dare to bully Linglong blatantly, they would still give her occasional rolls of eyes and cold words.

Linglong just pretended not to see or hear, and continued to work silently.

One day, Linglong was about to return to her room after finishing her work, when she suddenly heard the servants plotting in the corner.

"We can't just let her go, we have to find a way to make her suffer again."

"Yes, otherwise we will have no prestige in the future."

Linglong felt uneasy, but she secretly told herself that she must deal with it carefully.

The four of Xi Yu stayed overnight in Qingzhou. The night enveloped the small town, making it quiet and peaceful.

In the room, Cheng Yu sat beside the bed, his expression gloomy, his brows furrowed, and his heart full of sadness.

"I wonder when I will see the Prime Minister again tomorrow?" He murmured to himself, with deep reluctance and worry in his eyes.

Xi Yu noticed Cheng Yu's depression and comforted him: "Don't be so sad. As long as you do good things for the people and make some achievements, you are better than anything else."

The next day, Xi Yu and the four of them set off in the rising sun.

On the other side, in the dark and damp prison, Mrs. Huayue was imprisoned by Zhou Yu.

A few days later, after confirming that Zhao Yun was fine, Zhou Yu planned to release her.

At this moment, Mrs. Huayue looked haggard, her hair was messy, and her eyes were empty and lifeless.

She leaned against the cold wall, her heart filled with despair and regret: "I didn't expect everything to be ruined. What should I do in the future?"

When the jailer opened the cell door and told her that she was about to be released, Mrs. Huayue slowly raised her head, without any joy on her face.

When Zhou Yu saw her, he frowned slightly and said, "Go away. I hope Zhao Yun is fine this time and I won't hold you accountable anymore."

Mrs. Huayue stood up with difficulty, her voice hoarse: "Where can I go if I end up like this?"

Zhou Yu snorted softly: "You brought it upon yourself, so you can take care of yourself."

Mrs. Huayue staggered out of the prison and looked at the sky outside, her eyes blurred by tears.

Mrs. Huayue dragged her heavy steps and walked aimlessly, her past glory and current abjection constantly reappearing in her mind.

"I used to be able to call the wind and rain, but now I've ended up in this situation." She murmured to herself, with a wry smile on her lips.

At this time, a former subordinate passed by her and saw her current appearance. He was surprised at first, and then showed a look of contempt: "Humph, you have today too!"

Mrs. Huayue trembled and glared angrily: "You ungrateful thing!"

The subordinate sneered: "Do you still think you are the master? Your den is gone, you are nothing!" After that, he walked away.

Mrs. Huayue was so angry that she was shaking all over, but there was nothing she could do. She found a corner and squatted down, hugging her knees with her hands, and tears burst into her eyes again: "Is this really the end of me?"

After an unknown amount of time, night fell, and Mrs. Huayue was still squatting there blankly, full of confusion and fear about the future.

For a while, Mrs. Huayue was walking aimlessly on the street. Her eyes were empty, her steps were wandering, and she was completely lost.

The makeup on her face has long since faded, her hair is messy, and her former style is gone.

At this time, an old woman walking noticed her.

There was shrewdness and philistineness in this old woman's eyes. When she saw Mrs. Huayue's downcast but still somewhat beautiful appearance, she suddenly felt something wrong in her heart.

With a smile on her face, the old woman walked forward quickly and said politely: "Hey, girl, look at you, but what difficulties have you encountered?"

Mrs. Huayue raised her head, glanced at the old woman, her eyes were full of numbness, and said feebly: "What does it have to do with you?"

But the old woman didn't take it seriously, and still said enthusiastically: "Girl, don't be so outspoken, maybe I can help."

She secretly thought: "This girl looks good. If she can be used by me, she will definitely make a fortune."

Mrs. Huayue sneered: "Can you help me? Stop joking."

The old woman took Mrs. Huayue's arm, approached her and said, "Girl, believe me, tell me, maybe there is a way."

Mrs. Huayue remained silent, her eyes dull, as if she had not heard the old woman's words.

Seeing this, the old woman gritted her teeth and said directly: "Girl, I won't hide it from you. I am an old bustard. Seeing that you are beautiful, I hope you can enter my romantic place, and I will ensure that you are popular and drink spicy food. "

When Mrs. Huayue heard this, her eyes widened with anger, her face turned red, she raised her hand and was about to hit the old woman, and roared: "You shameless thing, how dare you humiliate me like this!"

The old woman was so frightened that she quickly took a few steps back, holding her hands in front of her body, and said in a panic: "Why are you so cruel? You can't just let it go." After saying that, she turned around and prepared to leave.

The old woman had just taken a few steps when Mrs. Huayue's trembling voice came from behind her: "Wait, I promise you."

The old woman turned around in surprise, only to see Mrs. Huayue biting her lips, her eyes filled with despair and determination, and tears welling up in her eyes.

She thought to herself: "That's it, there is no other way to go now."

A surprise smile immediately appeared on the old woman's face, she walked back quickly and said, "Girl, have you figured it out? Don't worry, follow me, I won't let you lose."

Mrs. Huayue took a deep breath and said coldly: "I just hope you won't lie to me."

So, Mrs. Huayue followed the woman to a place called Peach Blossom Court.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, Mrs. Huayue was shocked by the sight in front of her.

A group of women wearing heavy makeup were laughing and playing in the yard, and the scent of makeup mixed with the noise hit their faces.

On the other side, Xi Yu and others continued on their way, and unknowingly they were halfway through.

Xi Yu's heart suddenly moved, and he turned around and said to everyone: "I want to go to Wuhuan to see what Meng Huo is doing there." His eyes were full of concern and expectation.

Ouyang Linlin raised her head slightly, met Xi Yu's gaze, and replied with a smile: "It's rare to come out once, so go and have a look." Her face was filled with excitement, and her eyes were shining with curiosity.

Seeing how happy she was, Xi Yu was overjoyed and waved his hand: "Okay, let's go to Wuhuan now!"

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and the group of people galloped towards Wuhuan.

In Wuhuan, Meng Huo was extremely worried these days.

He was sitting alone in the room. The table in front of him was covered with wine bottles. He looked haggard and his eyes were bloodshot.

Mrs. Zhu Rong walked into the room and frowned when she saw Meng Huo's appearance. She walked forward quickly, grabbed the wine bottle from his hand, and said angrily: "Stop drinking! How can I solve this depression?" question?"

Meng Huo raised his head, his eyes blurred, and said drunkenly: "I'm in a bad mood, let me drink, let me drink to my heart's content!"

Mrs. Zhu Rong looked at his decadent look, feeling angry and pitiful in her heart. She sighed and said, "What can you change if you give up on yourself like this?"

Meng Huo pushed Mrs. Zhu Rong away, picked up a bottle of wine, and muttered: "I don't care, I feel miserable!"

Mrs. Zhu Rong shook her head helplessly and sighed again: "That's all, you can take care of yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

She stood outside the camp, looking at the sky, worried in her heart: "If this continues like this, what should we do?"

At this moment, a strong man walked over. He has a resolute face and determination in his eyes. It is Zhao Hainan, the soldier who has been loyally following Meng Huo and has now become a staff general.

Zhao Hainan saw Mrs. Zhu Rong's sad face, stepped forward and saluted with clasped fists, and said, "Madam, my lord has been in a bad mood recently, so I still need you to pay more attention to me." His tone was full of concern and anxiety.

Mrs. Zhu Rong frowned and said helplessly: "Why didn't I persuade him? But he didn't listen at all, and he is drunk now." After that, she sighed softly, with a sad look on her face.

Zhao Hainan gritted his teeth and said: "My lord is so depressed, there is no solution. The situation in Wuhuan is still waiting for my lord to cheer up and make a decision."

A trace of worry flashed in Mrs. Zhu Rong's eyes, she shook her head slightly and said, "I don't know, but there is nothing I can do about him like this."

Zhao Hainan then said with a smile: "Madam, in fact, the lord has left the matter to me and asked me to lead the troops to solve it. I can completely take charge of the lord alone. I just don't want to see the lord so depressed."

There was confidence and loyalty on his face, and he looked at Mrs. Zhu Rong firmly.

Mrs. Zhu Rong was slightly moved and said, "General Zhao is commendable for his loyalty."

Zhao Hainan looked serious, cupped his hands and said: "Madam, my loyalty to my lord will be revealed in the future. I only hope that my lord can regain his former glory as soon as possible and lead us to make a breakthrough in Wuhuan."

Mrs. Zhu Rong nodded slightly, with a hint of hope in her eyes: "I hope so."

Zhao Hainan frowned and said, "Madam, originally this matter could be reported to the court, but the Lord is just not happy and thinks it would be too embarrassing."

There was a hint of helplessness and anxiety in his tone, and his face was full of worry.

Mrs. Zhu Rong's eyes were deep, and after thinking for a moment, she said: "Now we can only take one step at a time, let's see how the situation develops."

She was also very torn in her heart. She felt sorry for Meng Huo's stubbornness, but she was also worried that the situation would get worse.

Zhao Hainan nodded solemnly and said: "Madam, the general will retreat first. If there is any order, he will be summoned at any time."

After speaking, he bowed respectfully, turned around and left.

Looking at Zhao Hainan's leaving figure, Mrs. Zhu Rong sighed softly, silently praying that things would turn around.

Mrs. Zhu Rong returned to the room again, only to see Meng Huo slumped on the table, mumbling something vaguely, already drunk.

Her eyes were full of love, she shook her head slightly, and whispered to herself: "Husband, why are you doing this?"

Mrs. Zhu Rong walked over slowly, brought a quilt, and carefully draped it on Meng Huo.

Seeing Meng Huo's drunken appearance, she frowned and thought to herself: "We can no longer hide things here. We should report them to the prime minister, otherwise I will go to Youzhou. But I can't bear to leave my husband. Alas, it is better to write the letter while he is asleep, otherwise he will not agree. "

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhu Rong no longer hesitated, quickly got a pen and paper, sat down and started writing.

Her expression was very focused, and every word she wrote was extremely serious. She silently prayed in her heart that this letter would be delivered in time to solve the current dilemma.

After a while, Mrs. Zhu Rong finished writing the letter, got up and walked out of the yard.

She looked serious, glanced around eagerly, and shouted: "Come here!"

A soldier hurried over with a look of confusion on his face.

Mrs. Zhu Rong handed the letter to him and said firmly: "Give this letter to Xi Yu and get back as soon as possible!"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, with a look of hesitation and embarrassment on his face, and whispered: "Madam, the Lord is unwilling to report what happened here to the superiors, little..."

Mrs. Zhu Rong glared at the soldier, raised her voice and said, "This is my order, I bear all the responsibilities!"

The soldier felt Mrs. Zhu Rong's determination and did not dare to hesitate any longer. He nodded quickly and said, "Yes, madam, I'll go right away!" After saying that, he took the letter, turned around and ran away.

Mrs. Zhu Rong looked at the soldiers' retreating figures and silently prayed in her heart: "I hope this letter can resolve the crisis."

The soldiers carried the letter in their arms and rode at high speed, not daring to delay at all.

He was also a little uneasy, not knowing what consequences his sending the letter would bring.

After the soldiers left, Mrs. Zhu Rong returned to the room, sat next to Meng Huo, gently held his hand, and murmured to herself: "Husband, don't blame me for making my own decisions. This is also for our future."

Suddenly, the sky began to darken, and the originally blue sky seemed to be quickly covered by a huge gray curtain.

The dark clouds rolled like raging waves, piling up layer upon layer, getting lower and lower, as if they were about to swallow the entire earth.

Immediately afterwards, dazzling lightning bolts shuttled through the dark clouds like silver snakes, instantly illuminating the dim world palely.

With such a deafening thunder, Meng Huo still slept like a dead pig, unaware of the violent wind and rain outside.

Mrs. Zhu Rong hurriedly closed the windows and murmured: "This thunder is so scary!"

Her face was full of nervousness and uneasiness, and she secretly said to God in her heart: "God, we must kill all the bad guys with lightning to make the world more peaceful."

After closing the door and window, she looked back at Meng Huo, who was still sleeping. She sighed helplessly and murmured to herself: "Husband, when will you wake up and stop escaping from reality like this?"

The rain came very violently, with big raindrops hitting the ground crazily, splashing water, as if it was going to submerge the whole world.

However, the violent rain came and went quickly, and it receded in a short time.

After a while, Meng Huo woke up leisurely. He rubbed his heavy head, opened his hazy eyes, and found Mrs. Zhu Rong beside him with a concerned look on his face.

A trace of guilt flashed in Meng Huo's eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Madam, you have worked hard."

Madam Zhu Rong had tears in her eyes and said softly: "My husband, you finally woke up. As long as you are well, I don't feel tired."

Meng Huo looked at Madam Zhu Rong's haggard face, and his heart was full of self-blame: "I am so depressed, and I have caused trouble for you." (End of this chapter)