When the consciousness recovered a little bit, I felt my whole head was swollen. I tried hard for a long time but didn't open my eyes. I only heard a few intermittent voices around me.
"The princess actually ate something in the morning."
"I also specially drank a small bowl of yam and corn porridge."
"My lord is very happy, I added the extra money for everyone in the dining room!"
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After finally opening his eyes, he felt that his mouth was extremely bitter and thirsty. At this moment, a crisp voice sounded not far away: "Young master is awake!"
A hot towel was handed over, Li Yi wiped his face indiscriminately, looked at the two maids standing in the room, and said in a hoarse voice: "Water..."
After a while, I took the teacup from the hand of the maid, and after drinking it all, I still didn't feel my thirst was quenched. After drinking several full cups, the feeling of thirst subsided a lot.
At this time, a maid promptly brought up a tray covered with a red cloth, and said with a smile: "My lord, this is a thank you gift that the lord ordered the servants to prepare for you, please accept it."
"Thank you, what the hell..." Li Yi had just woken up, his mind still a little unclear, and he casually removed the red cloth, and was almost dazzled by the neat pieces of silver ingots on the tray.
"Thank you, my lord!"
Li Yi took the tray from the hand of the maid with a smile on his face, and the trace of sleepiness was swept away immediately, and even the whole person became much more energetic.
The maid was taken aback when she heard the words, as if she didn't expect Li Yi to agree to this one simply.
Just now the prince specifically asked her that if the other party insisted on not accepting it, she must persuade him to accept it. For this reason, she made a little preparation in her heart.
The real situation made her a little dazed.
Didn't it mean that scholars treat money like dung... This young man doesn't seem to be like that...
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Li Yi came out of Prince Ning's Mansion with a small burden on his back, waved to the woman named Yanzhi behind him, and strode away.
Last night, after taking a sip of wine, he passed out on the table drunk. He was so ashamed. He didn't wait for the little prince to wake up, so he couldn't wait to leave the palace.
In the small bag on his back, there was a total of one hundred and ten taels of silver. Although it was only about 50,000 yuan when converted into RMB, this was indeed the first huge sum of money that Li Yi had obtained in the true sense since he came to this time.
A son of a rich man must have a father of a rich man.
Li Yi likes such a bold prince, it's too troublesome to talk about feelings, it's better to just talk about money.
My wallet is bulging, and even my heart is fuller.
I just don't know how anxious Lao Fang and the others would be if they didn't see him yesterday.
It's better to go back to the village earlier.
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In the willow leaf village, the little maid was sitting in front of the door, her eyes were red and swollen, and her formerly beautiful big eyes had also lost their spirit, with two dark circles under her eyes, her eyes were staring straight ahead.
Not long after, a burly figure came from a distance, a big man surnamed Fang held a cloth bag in his hand, walked up to the little maid, sighed, and said, "Xiaohuan, this is the money for selling candied haws yesterday. You take it back and put it away."
The girl didn't speak, but bit her lip tightly and shook her head.
"My uncle came up with the idea, and I bought the icing. We just put in a few efforts, and it's not safe to hold the money in your hands. You... you'd better keep it."
Lao Fang put the cloth bag at the girl's feet, turned around and left slowly without saying anything after all.
The girl sat quietly in a familiar position, as if there was a figure beside her, telling her those nice stories and teaching her how to cook delicious meals as before... That was almost the best time in my life.
Thinking that that figure would never appear again in the future, the girl's nose couldn't help but feel a little sore, and she held back her tears.
After all, she was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. After an unknown period of time, the tears in her eyes could no longer be controlled, she buried her little head between her legs, and there was a whimpering sound.
"Why is Xiaohuan crying? Who messed with you?"
A voice suddenly came from the front, the girl's body trembled involuntarily, she raised her head suddenly, and saw that familiar face that could no longer be familiar.
A gleam of light suddenly appeared in the girl's eyes, but it quickly dimmed.
From yesterday to now, this scene has appeared countless times, from the surprise at the beginning to the numbness at the end, because she knows that no matter how real the illusion is, it is only an illusion after all.
Seeing the little girl's crying face, Li Yi couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, and hurried over, wiped away the tears on her face, and said softly: "Say, who is bullying you, my uncle will help you vent your anger!"
The girl stared blankly at Li Yi wiping her tears away, and the real touch on her face made her realize that this was not an illusion.
"Uncle!"
Tears welled up in the beautiful big eyes, and in an instant Li Yi felt a delicate body in his arms.
The normally shy little maid would never do such a thing. At this time, Li Hua was holding his body in the rain, and it seemed that she had exhausted all her strength, which made Li Yi a little confused.
At this time, the courtyard door opened from the inside, Li Yi saw Liu Ruyi's figure appear, pointed to the sad little maid who was crying, and asked, "What's wrong with Xiaohuan?"
Liu Ruyi stood at the door with her sword in her arms, looking at Li Yi like that. Although there was nothing unusual on the surface, she seemed to suddenly relax.
The appearance of Liu Ruyi stopped Xiaohuan's sobbing. With her head lowered, she stood beside Li Yi with a blushing face, tightly holding on to the corner of his clothes, unwilling to let go.
"Uncle!"
Lao Fang's gong-like voice came from behind, and anyone could hear the endless surprises contained in the voice.
"Uncle, you are back!"
Seeing that Lao Fang, who was as excited as if he had married several concubines, wanted to give him a big bear hug, Li Yi immediately backed away vigilantly.
Having enjoyed Xiaohuan's soft and soft embrace just now, no matter what, he doesn't want Lao Fang to touch him.
"Uncle, where did you go last night?" Xiong Bao failed, and Lao Fang was not angry. He looked at Li Yi and asked with a puzzled expression.
"Last night..." Li Yi was halfway through the sentence, only to realize that if he said that he went to the brothel to listen to music last night, it seemed a little inappropriate, and then said: "Last night... I got lost in the city last night and couldn't find it anywhere. You guys stayed at the inn for one night and came back at dawn."
From last night to today, Lao Fang has always thought that if it wasn't for him, my uncle would not have lost him. He was deeply trapped in his inner torment and had no sleep all night. It was not until today when he saw Li Yi that all the self-blame and regret were wiped away. And empty, feeling that life is suddenly full of light again.
Li Yi took off the burden on his shoulders, handed it to Xiaohuan, and said, "Take this back and put it in my locker."
Xiaohuan reached out to pick it up, but she didn't expect the weight of the small bundle to be much heavier than she imagined, and accidentally the bundle fell out of her hand and fell to the ground.
Crash!
The bundle was scattered, and a pile of silver ingots rolled out of it. Under the sunlight, it almost dazzled Lao Fang's eyes.
Xiaohuan covered her mouth in surprise, her pretty face was full of disbelief.
Liu Ruyi clenched her sword hand involuntarily, with a moved expression on her face.
Not far away, Mrs. Wu came out of the house, and just poured out a basin of dirty water, suddenly felt that the ground not far from her was dazzling, and turned her head to look...
bang!
The copper basin in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.