Mu Mingtang never thought that the second time she and Marquis Wuan would meet, it would be under such circumstances.
The young man rescued her from Jie Ren, and told her that as long as she can walk, she can move forward. It is not easy to live, and it is too easy to die.
Later, this sentence became Mu Mingtang's spiritual pillar. That's right, her parents risked their lives to give her a chance to live, how could she say death easily. As long as you can walk, go forward. As long as you have breathlessness, you will climb, and you should also climb to a safe place.
Xiangyang was full of fire, and Mu Mingtang stumbled to the ground, following the direction the young man had left on horseback. Later, when she left the city, she followed thousands of refugees, adorned behind the youth's army, and followed them north.
She also learned from other refugees that the boy who rescued Xiangyang was the Marquis of Wu'an. The Marquis of Wu'an was ordered by the emperor to conquer Houshu. During the withdrawal, he discovered that Xiangyang had been captured. In fact, Emperor Wu of Zhou had prepared reinforcements to assist Xiangyang, but the cowardly guard of Xiangyang fled without resistance at all.
Marquis Wu'an of Houshu just finished the fight and found something wrong on his way back to Beijing. He was in a hurry to return to the capital at that time, but a city was ruined by the Jie people in front of him. The big troops, hurriedly killed the Jie people who were in chaos in Xiangyang.
Mu Mingtang, a commoner, fled with the crowd. How could he know that the Marquis of Wuan was in a hurry to return to Beijing at that time. In fact, it was because Zhou Wudi Guo Rong was seriously ill, and the Xie family wanted to replace him, so Xie Xuanchen had to rush back to the capital as soon as possible. Mu Mingtang didn't even know that the Marquis of Wu'an was Xie Xuanchen.
Marquis of Wu'an was the title given to Xie Xuanchen by Zhou Wudi Guo Rong. Later, the Xie family replaced him, and Xie Xuanchen became the king of Qiyang. Later, when Xie Yi died and Xie Rui ascended the throne, no one even knew the past of King Qiyang, not to mention the title of a former dynasty, Marquis of Wu'an.
Mu Mingtang went all the way to Chen Liu, and she and her mother-in-law Zhou decided to settle down in Chen Liu. She always remembered her savior, the Marquis of Wu'an. But the class repression is too severe, how can Mu Mingtang, a plain-headed commoner, know the movements of the high-ranking officials and nobles in the upper circle. At most, she was just thinking about the name of Marquis Wu'an. When she couldn't stand it on the way to escape, she recited it twice, and then she gritted her teeth and walked on.
Later, she was adopted by the Jiang family by accident, and she entered the circle of officials in the capital, but she did not have the ability and status to match it. The Jiang family didn't raise her as a daughter from the beginning. She was locked up by Mrs. Jiang, and she was trained every day on food, clothing, housing, and walking. No one taught her about interpersonal relationships in the capital, and no one allowed her to contact the social circle. The only thing she knew about the capital was all she heard from chatting with the maids and old ladies.
Naturally, the maids and wives are concerned about the lack of parents, and they add fuel to the madness of King Qiyang and how many people he killed last time. As for the political significance behind this, they themselves do not know.
Therefore, in Mu Mingtang's heart, King Qiyang and Marquis Wu'an were always two people. She quietly inquired about the whereabouts of Marquis Wu'an, but when the maid asked three questions, she didn't dare to ask Mrs. Jiang. Later, the ruler of the mother was knocked down, and Mu Mingtang didn't dare to ask random questions.
She can only pray for the peace of her benefactor in her heart. She has no delusions about the Marquis of Wu'an. Some people are standing on the top of the mountain, but more people are crowding at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the hero. Mu Mingtang's humble and ordinary admiration for Marquis Wu'an.
That is an ordinary civilian's belief in heroes in troubled times. It has nothing to do with love, but a spiritual pillar. She thought more than once that her savior was young, good-looking and powerful. He didn't look a few years older than her, but he had already become a marquis. If you want to come to the benefactor's life, you must be safe and smooth, make achievements and make a name for yourself in history.
She never thought that he would become like this.
After Mu Mingtang cried, he wiped away his tears and immediately rolled up his sleeves to think about what to do next. Her father said that you can owe anything in your life, but you can't owe kindness alone. The Jiang family just took her in, and the Marquis of Wu'an really saved her life.
It was him. Since it is his words, then he is in a coma now, and she should be a benefactor and serve her whole life.
Mu Mingtang was no longer afraid in an instant, this was her savior, the heroic boy in her mind, what kind of lunatic murderer could be. Mu Mingtang wiped away his tears, looked around, and thought about what to do now.
Yulintang has grown, but it has not been taken care of for so long, and many places are covered with dust. Especially the many curtains hung in the hall, not to mention the accumulation of dust, but also blocking the light, the whole hall looks gloomy. Mu Mingtang stepped forward, rolled up all the curtains, and tied them to the pillars, which made it look much brighter.
After that, Mu Mingtang went outside to fetch water and scrub Xie Xuanchen's cheeks and body. Xie Xuanchen was in a coma for a long time, and three meals a day and health care were all in charge of special personnel, but the maids and servants in the palace changed several times, and now the guards outside are all sergeants. How can these rough men be expected to take care of people. There is no problem with Xie Xuanchen's basic hygiene, but there are bloodstains condensed on his cheeks and body.
Mu Mingtang had been wandering outside, and his work was extremely quick. When mother-in-law Zhou was seriously ill, Mu Mingtang was also taking care of her, so she was very experienced in caring for patients. Fortunately, the guards outside did not dare to approach or let her go out, but they did not dare to neglect her orders. After a while, the guards brought a bucket of hot water and placed it at the entrance of Yulin Hall, and then backed away from duty.
Okay, Mu Mingtang had to bring the water in by himself. During the half year she was in Chen Liu, she did everything to make money, and it was not a problem to carry a bucket of water. In order to avoid walking a few times, she kept raising the water to the innermost bedroom, then brought the washbasin, and used cold water to heat it to just the right temperature. After that, Mu Mingtang took out his handkerchief, soaked it completely in the water, wringed out the excess water, knelt on the edge of the bed, and carefully cleaned Xie Xuanchen's face.
She first wiped Xie Xuanchen's face as a whole, then rubbed the handkerchief again, wringed it dry, and wiped the blood on his face little by little. Those bloodstains looked a little old, they had all turned black and hardened. Mu Mingtang really didn't dare to think, whose blood is this.
To wipe the blood from his face, Mu Mingtang could only bring his body closer. Looking at it from such a close distance, Mu Mingtang realized that Xie Xuanchen was really good-looking, perhaps because he didn't see the sun all the year round, he was surprisingly white, and he was about to shine in the dim hall. Moreover, the bones on the side of the face are smooth, the eyebrows are high and straight, the eyelashes are long, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, and the lips are very thin. It may be because of weakness, and there is no blood at the moment.
After Mu Mingtang finished wiping it, he sincerely sighed that this person is really good-looking and has really good skin. The famous Qiyang King Xie Xuanchen is much prettier than the little white face who eats with his face outside. Mu Mingtang washed the veil again, and then planned to scrub the little white face, oh no, the limbs of King Qiyang.
As for undressing, she doesn't have the guts yet.
Mu Mingtang climbed back onto the bed and lifted the quilt only to find that Xie Xuanchen had chains on his arms.
Mu Mingtang was very surprised, and immediately pulled all the quilts away, and found that not only on his hands, but also on his feet.
These chains are pitch black, rough and cold, and look very heavy. And these were actually added to a patient of Xie Xuanchen.
He is so weak, with only a thin wrist, they even put an iron chain on him
Mu Mingtang suddenly couldn't hold back tears: "Why do they treat you like this! You are the hero who saved Xiangyang, and you are still seriously ill in bed, why do they treat you like a prisoner?"
While crying, Mu Mingtang looked at Xie Xuanchen's wrist. The injury on his hand was shocking. He seemed to have struggled with this humiliating brand more than once, but he was weak and had no keys, so he could only struggle with brute force, leaving bloodstains on his wrist. Layers of black blood, and blood scabs formed in some places, sticking to the bedding.
Mu Mingtang felt pain when she looked at it. She wanted to tear the fabric from his wound, but she was afraid of hurting him, so she had to moisten the blood scab with a handkerchief and gently loosen the fluff and fabric. .
It may have hurt him, or it may have just exposed the chain, touching Xie Xuanchen's bottom line, and his hand suddenly moved. Mu Mingtang was startled, hurried back, and fell to the ground with a thud: "Don't kill me!"
This time it fell hard, Mu Mingtang rubbed his waist in pain, stared vigilantly for a long time, and seeing that Xie Xuanchen did not make the next move, he slowly and cautiously crawled back: "I'm... uh, the new princess, I'm here to take care of you. I swear I won't hurt you no matter what."
Mu Mingtang was really embarrassed to say that he was his wife in front of Xie Xuanchen, so he had to change his words. Fortunately, there was no movement after Xie Xuanchen, Mu Mingtang took his heart to clean his wounds, and he always fell asleep peacefully.
Mu Mingtang breathed a sigh of relief. A basin of clean water quickly became dirty, Mu Mingtang ran out and poured it out, and refilled it with warm water. During the period, there was a place that was not easy to clean. Mu Mingtang tried to lift the iron chain, but it was only a lock ring of the roasting hand, and Mu Mingtang had to use all his strength to hold it.
She used her milk strength to move the iron ring up Xie Xuanchen's arm, which could be considered to expose the wound. Just this action made Mu Mingtang so tired and sore, panting heavily.
Mu Mingtang held his waist and couldn't help but look at the iron ring. "What kind of iron is this made of to be so heavy?"
Mu Mingtang looked at it for a while, then looked at Xie Xuanchen's scarred hand. Such a heavy brand, no wonder he was injured so badly.
She felt a sour and astringent feeling in her heart. The high-spirited young general was now being treated like this.
Mu Mingtang changed several basins of water, and even went out to let the guards burn another bucket of hot water, and finally cleaned the blood on Xie Xuanchen's wrists and ankles. Fortunately, Xie Xuanchen was in a coma, and all kinds of medicines were complete in the hall. Mu Mingtang dug out the gold sore medicine from the box and carefully sprinkled it on his wrist: "The wound is so deep, it was so painful at the beginning. They are really, you have suffered such a serious injury on your hand, and no one will give it to you. Bandaging. You are the one who dances with knives and guns, and conquers the world. Your hands are precious, but you must not be injured."
In the weather in August, Mu Mingtang did not dare to wrap him with gauze, for fear that it would not be breathable, and it would be even more troublesome to cover it with pus. Fortunately, Xie Xuanchen didn't move. She scrubbed and changed dressings more diligently, but it didn't affect her.
By the time all the wounds on his hands and feet had been sprayed with medicine, Mu Mingtang was so tired that he was about to collapse. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled to herself: "After being a daughter of a daughter for a few days, even my body has become delicate. It's such a big deal, I'm actually sweating from exhaustion."
Today is her big wedding. She didn't sleep well last night. She was quarreled early this morning and was tossed by various wedding ceremonies for a day. At night, she was still busy all alone, doing so much physical work that Mu Mingtang couldn't take it any longer. At this moment, she really wanted to sleep with her head down, but she looked at the messy water stains on the ground, the messy dirty cloth, and finally got up, threw all the dirty cloth out, and found a dry cloth to dry the ground.
Fortunately, there are coolies outside. She only needs to bring the water and garbage to the door. If Mu Mingtang does it all by herself, then she won't want to sleep tonight.
After everything was cleaned up, Mu Mingtang brought a brand new red quilt and covered Xie Xuanchen lightly. She tucked Xie Xuanchen into a quilt and sighed: "Fortunately, I can't buy such a big house in the future, otherwise it would be too tiring to clean up alone."
She covered the quilt and climbed down gently from the foot of the bed. She picked up the light stand that was put aside, turned around and said to Xie Xuanchen with a smile: "Today's wedding, although you don't know, I don't think you agree. But after all, it's a good day. The newlyweds must cover the red quilt before they can be prosperous. Fire, be healthy."
After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, no one answered as expected. She didn't care, she blew out the lights in the bedroom one by one, clinging to a small lamp, and groping outside.
She encircled the site for herself, and did not plan to share the same bed with Xie Xuanchen. She is a young girl after all, and she was embarrassed if she didn't know Xie Xuanchen's identity, but now she is even more embarrassed when she learns that this is the one who saved her back then.
After Mu Mingtang left, the room returned to silence. Because the light suddenly disappeared, Mu Mingtang's eyes did not adapt to the darkness, and he fainted for a while. Naturally, Xie Xuanchen's fingers flicked slightly.