Now, Murong Jie has brought everyone's concerns to the surface. No matter who is wary of whom or who is afraid of whom, it doesn't matter anymore, because the decree of marriage has been issued. No matter whether Xiao Xiao is alive or dead, Murong Zhuangzhuang will not marry anyone else.
The day Zhuangzhuang woke up, Zi'an told her about Xiao Xiao's suicide for love. Zhuangzhuang just smiled and said one word with tears in her eyes, "Silly!"
Then, her tears fell hard and could not be wiped away, but she never said another word about their love suicide.
No one mentioned it.
Their love has come to this point, and it would be a real tragedy if they could no longer be together.
Zhuangzhuang's body had not fully recovered yet, so he did not stay in the palace for long. After sending him out of the palace and returning to the princess's mansion, Zi'an and Murong Jie sat for a while and then went back.
On the way, Zi'an asked Murong Jie, "Why don't you send both of them away? That way you won't be bothered by worldly affairs and can live your own life."
At least, she longed for that kind of life.
Murong Jie rolled his eyes at her, "You are idealizing. When people are in this world, they have to face all kinds of hardships. Zhuangzhuang was born here, grew up here, and will definitely grow old and die here. Of course, they can go out for a walk in the future, but they will always have to come back. Their love is natural, why should they hide? Moreover, all of Zhuangzhuang's relatives and friends are in Beijing, and she is not the kind of person who only cares about love and not friendship and family affection. How can she give up everything here?"
"Is that it? There is no other reason." Zi'an asked.
Murong Jie was silent for a moment, "There is another reason that is not a reason, but it is not worth mentioning. Strictly speaking, it is not a reason."
"Then tell me what this reason that can't even be called a reason is?" Zi'an asked awkwardly.
Murong Jie was silent for a while, "Xiao Xiao is the general."
"Then what?"
"The duty of a general is to defend the country. The Great Zhou Dynasty has many military generals and military families, but the only ones we can count on now are the Wu'an Marquis family, the Xiao family, and the Chen family. The old lady of the Chen family is too old to go on the expedition. The twelve generals of the Chen family are brave, but they lack actual combat experience. As for the Wu'an Marquis... his position is unclear."
"So, your reason, which is not a reason, is that Xiao Xiao must fight on the same front with you. If there is a war, he will go. If there is no war, he can scare people by being the general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, right?"
"That's right. Everyone has their own responsibilities, and you have them too..." He glanced at her calmly, "Didn't you also spend eight years as a military doctor?"
Zi'an's heart was beating fast, and then he forced a silly smile, "What are we having for dinner?"
"What did you eat at night when you were a military doctor?"
Zi'an put his hand on his forehead and said, "I have a headache. I need to rest when I get home. I won't eat tonight."
"Headache? Aren't you a military doctor? Treat yourself."
Zi'an remained silent and stopped pretending. He counted on his fingers, thinking about how to get away with it.
"If you are not telling the truth, don't say it. I hate the way you lie."
Zian's eyes widened, "When have I ever lied?"
"When do you stop lying?" Murong Jie asked with his eyes squinted.
This seems to be true.
Okay, this topic is over.
"By the way, Xia Lin went to Hanshan and will probably be back in two days. Then we will know about Xiao Xiao's situation." Zi'an changed the subject.
"Don't worry. As long as old Prince An Ran can take the person away, we can be sure he won't take a dead person away." Murong Jie said.
"This old prince's medical skills are very advanced."
"He is Wen Yi's successor."
Wen Yi, it's Wen Yi again. Zi'an really thinks that this Wen Yi is very legendary. Especially, the last parts of the book on golden needles are written in simplified Chinese. Could it be that she is really a fellow villager who traveled through time
"I wonder if I can visit this miracle doctor Wen Yi?" Zi'an asked.
"It's difficult. We don't even know whether she is dead or alive. Maybe you can ask the old prince some other time. If Doctor Wen is still alive, he should recommend you to go."
Wen Yi, Wen Yi, Zi'an pondered over this name in his mind, and always felt that it was very familiar.
Seeing her frown, Murong Jie said, "You don't have to worry about it. I heard from Lao Jiu that old Prince An Ran wants to accept you as the successor of the golden needle technique. If Doctor Wen Yi is still alive, you will definitely be able to see her."
"Did he really say that?" Zi'an's heart was excited. She was very persistent in medical skills. Although she had studied Chinese medicine and acupuncture with Professor Lin, the golden needle technique was really magical. She hoped that she could learn it. Although she could understand it by reading books, she could never grasp the essence of it. It would be very different if she had a teacher to teach her.
"Yes, I did."
"That's great." Zi'an said happily.
Murong Jie looked at the joy on her face and said, "So, everyone has their own responsibilities and missions. You have them, I have them, and Xiao Xiao has them too. Now you understand why they can't leave? Staying and facing the emperor's suspicion may be difficult, but life is so difficult."
Murong Jie suddenly became a life mentor. Zian was not used to this rapid change of identity. She smiled and said, "Okay, I'll learn from you, Master Murong."
Murong Jie said proudly: "Don't tell me, this prince is truly a man of both civil and military talents, and is worthy of the title of Master."
Zi'an laughed, this peacock is so proud.
When I returned home, I received an invitation from the Chen family.
The old lady from the Chen family has arrived and will hold a banquet to entertain relatives and friends tomorrow. Zi'an and Murong Jie are naturally among the invited guests.
Zi'an said, "It just so happens that we can ask the princess to attend so that everyone knows that she is well again."
Murong Jie frowned, "I don't really want to go, how about you go alone?"
Zi'an knew that he didn't like attending banquets, but Lady Chen had helped him a lot. Since she had invited him sincerely, he would be ungrateful if he didn't go.
"Go ahead. It would be so boring if I go alone. At best we can just eat and leave."
Murong Jie didn't say anything, but still looked like he didn't want to go.
Zi'an climbed on top of him, hooking his hands around his neck, "Go ahead. A lot of things have happened since we got married, and this is a good time for us to relax. Think about it, the Chen family's banquet cannot be complete without good wine, right?"
Murong Jie was very conflicted, wavering between going and not going. Wine, Old Lady Chen, wine, Old Lady Chen...
"Forget it, I'll go with you." In the end, the drunkard had the upper hand temporarily, although he cursed himself in his heart for forgetting the pain after the wound healed.
He pushed Zi'an aside and stood up, saying, "You should drink the soup!"
"I don't want to drink!" Zi'an frowned in disgust.
"If you don't want to drink it, force it down!" Murong Jie looked at her chest with disdain, "You're already in this state and you still don't drink the soup peacefully. This recipe was specially obtained from the judge. It will be good for you."
"Drink it, it will do you good."
"Okay, I'll drink with you, come on." Murong Jie opened his voice, "Mammy, serve the soup!"
(End of this chapter)