Jasmine and Xin Zhong, who had left not long ago, finished discussing the matter and then turned to the kitchen to get a midnight snack.
After returning to the living room, I approached and heard the sound of wood rubbing and shaking inside the house.
Her steps suddenly slowed down, and when she reached the door, the room returned to silence.
Wen Qingzhu's voice came out: "Come in."
Jasmine pushed the door open and saw Wen Qingzhu sitting at the table, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and his breathing slightly ragged.
When she reached the table, she saw Fu Lie lying on the rocking chair with a blanket covering his head.
"Can you please bring hot water here in half an hour?" Jasmine put down the supper and asked Wen Qingzhu at the same time.
Unexpectedly, Fu Lie suddenly lifted the blanket, intercepted Jasmine's words and said, "No! I will take the princess away later, and she will be back tomorrow morning."
Jasmine quickly agreed and retreated.
Wen Qingzhu stood up helplessly, walked to Fu Lie, and picked up the black hosta that fell beside the rocking chair.
He walked around behind Fu Lie and carefully pulled up his hair.
"Now that we have a clear understanding of the situation on the Xiongnu side, it will be easier for us to make plans and things will be much easier to handle if we have a clear understanding of the situation."
"But now is not the time."
Wen Qingzhu's hand paused, a little angry: "Then when is the time!"
Fu Lie turned around, grabbed Wen Qingzhu's hand, looked into her eyes, and said deeply: "I know what you are thinking. I, Fu Lie, swear that I will never leave you alone."
"Really?" Wen Qingzhu avoided his gaze and continued to tie his hair.
Not long after, with his hair in a bun, Wen Qingzhu walked around to him and straightened his messed up clothes.
After doing this, Wen Qingzhu went to the table to eat supper.
Fu Lie stood up, his steps a little unsteady, but he still went to sit next to Wen Qingzhu.
"Qingqing, listen to me."
Wen Qingzhu ignored him, took out the antidote, stumbled into the soup, and retreated to Fu Lie: "Drink."
Seeing her like this, Fu Lie hesitated for a moment, but he still wanted to take the antidote, so he drank it all in one gulp.
What he didn't expect was that as soon as he finished drinking, his vision became increasingly blurry.
Fu Lie quickly exercised his skills, but the feeling of fainting became stronger and stronger.
He looked up at Wen Qingzhu, and before he could call out her name, his sight disappeared.
The last feeling was falling into a warm embrace.
Wen Qingzhu hugged Fu Lie, looked outside and shouted: "Come in."
Jasmine brought Xin Zhong in and helped carry Fu Lie to the bed to sleep.
When they came back, Wen Qingzhu had already put on a black cloak.
She warned the two of them: "If he wakes up in the middle, don't say anything. He knows it and won't offend you."
Jasmine knew that her master had decided in his heart that since the prince couldn't persuade him, no one could.
So she didn't say anything and stepped forward to open the door for Wen Qingzhu.
Not expecting this time, Xin Zhong said unexpectedly: "Princess, I think you should discuss it with Fu Lie. Last time you went to the Huns yourself and disrupted his plan. You also know what happened next."
Wen Qingzhu stopped, looked back at Xin Zhong and said, "I know, but there are some things that will become more troublesome if I don't do them."
When leaving the Lu family, Wen Qingzhu met Lu Chuan at the door, who was coming with Xuan Wei.
"Hey, sister-in-law, where are you going?"
Wen Qingzhu looked back and saw that Xuanwei was also here, so he could only stop.
When they came over, Wen Qingzhu gave Xuanwei a Taoist salute: "I've met the Taoist priest."
Xuanwei looked at the sky and asked her with a smile: "So late? Where are you going? Where is Fu Lie? Didn't he go back with you?"
"He had something to do, and I had something to do here, so I came out alone." Wen Qingzhu explained vaguely.
Xuanwei looked at her with a pair of eyes that saw everything, just smiled and shook his head, and left here with Lu Chuan.
Wen Qingzhu looked behind him hesitantly, then turned to ask Beidou: "Am I being too arbitrary? Didn't I consider his feelings at all?"
Beidou didn't say anything, just pointed ahead.
Looking over, the Zhao family's carriage appeared in front of me.
Wen Qingzhu walked up to him, the carriage stopped, the curtain opened, and Zhao Lin walked out.
He bowed his waist and raised his hands, inviting Wen Qingzhu to come up: "Eldest brother is already waiting for the princess."
Looking at Zhao Lin like this, Wen Qingzhu didn't need to look at his expression to know that Zhao Lin must be holding it in and unwilling to give in.
Seeing that Zhao Qing suffered a big loss, Wen Qingzhu decided not to touch Zhao Lin.
After she got on the carriage, Zhao Lin personally drove her to Zhao's house.
All the way to Zhao Qing's room, Wen Qingzhu unexpectedly saw an old friend.
This man heard the movement at the door, turned around, and quickly bent down to salute: "Wei Chen has met the princess."
Wen Qingzhu walked through the partition and came to the inner room.
He nodded to Fan Rong first, and then looked at Zhao Qing on the bed.
Half of his body was wrapped in bandages, and there was blood seeping out of the gauze on his abdomen and head. It looked like he was seriously injured.
Seeing Wen Qingzhu coming, Zhao Qing wanted to stand up and salute.
Wen Qingzhu quickly raised his hand to stop him: "You are a wounded person, so there is no need to be polite now. Tell me how you were attacked by a sneak attack?"
There was silence in the room, and even Fan Rong's expression was a little strange.
Wen Qingzhu glanced around them and said with a smile: "General Zhao, doesn't he even know how he was attacked?"
The silent Zhao Qing raised his eyes and looked at her, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
Fan Rong next to him looked at Zhao Qing and then at Zhao Lin. The old god was motionless in his presence.
In the end, Zhao Lin knelt down with a bang and said resentfully: "Don't you know this, Princess? The person who attacked Zhao's army was He Lai!"
From what Zhao Lin said, it seemed like all of this was her fault.
However, Wen Qingzhu would not take on this responsibility for no reason. He glanced at Zhao Lin behind him and replied indifferently: "Of course I know, but I just can't figure it out. The most powerful people in the Xiongnu have been restrained, and General Zhao is still guarding the rear, how could he be successfully attacked by a small Hun army?"
Zhao Qing had already heard what Wen Qingzhu meant. She came here now to investigate the crime.
He quickly scolded: "Quickly step back! The princess is here, it's your turn to interrupt!"
"Brother! It was you who was in trouble! How come it was your fault instead?" Zhao Lin was unwilling to give in and stood up from the ground.
Zhao Qing's chest was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.
Now that he had spoken, Zhao Lin became more and more bold, and turned around and pulled Fan Rong: "Fan Shangshu, please comment! My eldest brother has dedicated his whole life for Daqi, does it make him feel cold now?"
Fan Rong was quite unhappy to be named, but he couldn't help but speak.
After thinking about why he was sent here, Fan Rong decided not to offend either party, but nodded and said: "Second General, don't worry, I have just come here, so let's listen to what General Zhao and the Princess have to say first."
A few words that were indifferent made Zhao Lin's heart become more and more depressed.
His face turned from red to blue, and his breathing became heavier and heavier. He was about to explode when Zhao Qing yelled: "Get out! You can't come in without my order!"
"Brother!" Zhao Lin didn't expect that his own brother would treat him like this.
Zhao Qing's face darkened and he scolded: "Get out of here!"
Zhao Lin gritted his teeth, turned around and ran out.
The room finally became quiet. Zhao Qing got up from the bed with difficulty, turned around and got off the ground, then knelt in front of Wen Qingzhu.
During this period, Fan Rong kept watching with cold eyes and didn't say a word.
Zhao Qing kowtowed and went down to plead guilty: "Princess, this is all my fault. I am willing to accept any punishment."
There was no expected excuse, but a clean admission. Wen Qingzhu raised his eyebrows in surprise: "This is indeed your fault, but I have the power to punish you, and I still need the emperor's order."
Zhao Qing couldn't express his pain, so he could only respond: "I'm waiting for my fate."
Wen Qingzhu turned around and walked to the chair next to her to sit down. There were some things she still wanted to make clear.
"I'm not afraid that you will know. I do know He Lai. I also know how capable he is. I even expected that you would fail, but I didn't expect that you would fail so completely!"
Zhao Qing lay on the ground, his dry throat rolled, but he still couldn't say anything.
He had been greedy for military pay before, and I had the leverage in Wen Qingzhu's hands.
It is certain that among the Zhao family, there is still collusion with the Huns, and the Wei family's nephew has also been implicated.
Now he and Jiang Yuancheng were secretly interacting, and they were even caught.
The most important thing is that he never thought that his army would be so vulnerable.
The 30,000-strong army was attacked by a thousand Xiongnu cavalry and was completely defeated.
At this moment, Zhao Qing felt that God was going to kill him.
After thinking about this clearly, Zhao Qing calmed down.
After all, he also came from a very poor background, and it was not easy for him to reach where he is today.
After pondering for a moment, Zhao Qing made a decision.
He admitted what he should admit, but he would never admit it was not his fault. As for what he should never admit, he refused to say anything. Anyway, it was only the beginning of his relationship with that person.
"Princess, the guilty minister will hand over all his military pay for the past years. Please see the guilty minister's sincere repentance and give the guilty minister a chance to atone for his sins!"
Zhao Qing raised his head, and after speaking, he raised his hands in front of him and made a big salute.
"Is this the only thing?" Wen Qingzhu reminded him meaningfully.
Zhao Qing straightened up and said with firm eyes: "There is only one thing!"
Meeting his eyes, Wen Qingzhu looked intently. Was he ready to burn the boat
After a moment of silence, Wen Qingzhu stood up, turned to Fan Rong and said: "Since General Zhao has found his way back, for the sake of the late emperor, we still have to give him a chance. Mr. Fan must take this matter seriously. The adults are coming back to assist you."
"I accept your order, Princess, please go slowly." Fan Rong bowed to see her off.
When he arrived at the door, Wen Qingzhu raised his hand to stop him: "Master Fan, there is no need to see you off. Since you are here with Zhao Jiajun, you must have many things to discuss with Zhao Jiajun, so I won't disturb you."
When Fan Rong heard this, his heart trembled.
He couldn't explain his current situation, so he could only watch Wen Qingzhu go away.
Looking back at the room, Zhao Qing was already lying on the bed, looking very weak.
After leaving the Zhao family, Wen Qingzhu directly changed the carriage and went to the Border Inn.
When she came this time, she did not disturb Su Lu, but quietly asked for a private room.
When Beidou sent the message, she began to wait patiently.
The windows were ajar, and a few strands of cold wind leaked in from time to time, reminding her that winter was coming soon.
About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door outside.
Wen Qingzhu replied: "Come in."
I thought it was Beidou and the others who came back, but it was Su Lu who didn't want to come in.
She closed the door and walked to sit opposite Wen Qingzhu.
He followed her line of sight and looked over, and could see some pedestrians coming up.
Su Lu looked away and asked with a smile: "Why do you have time to come here?"
Wen Qingzhu came over in a blink of an eye: "Madam must be very busy recently, why are you here?"
Seeing that she didn't give him any face, Su Lu said helplessly: "The prince came to see me."
"He's looking for you when he's looking for you. Why did Madam come to me?" Wen Qingzhu didn't want to answer the conversation. The problem between her and Fu Lie cannot be solved by others.