Mu Mingtang would never have thought that her second meeting with Wu 'an Marquis would be under such circumstances.
The young man saved her from the Jie people and told her that as long as she knew how to walk, she should move forward. Living was not easy, but dying was too easy.
Later, this sentence became Mu Mingtang's spiritual support. That's right, her parents had risked their lives to give her a chance to live. How could she die so easily? As long as she knew how to walk, she would move forward. As long as she was still breathing, she would crawl to a safe place.
Xiangyang was filled with bonfires. Mu Mingtang staggered as she followed the direction in which the young man had left on his horse. After leaving the city, she followed behind the young man's army and followed them north.
She only found out from the other refugees that the young man who saved Xiangyang was Wu 'an Marquis. Wu 'an Marquis was ordered by the Emperor to conquer Later Shu. When he was retreating, he found out that Xiangyang had been conquered. Emperor Wu of Zhou had prepared reinforcements for Xiangyang, but the governor of Xiangyang was a coward and ran away without any resistance.
Wu 'an Marquis, who had just finished conquering Later Shu, found that something was wrong on his way back to the capital. He was actually in a hurry to return to the capital, but he could not sit by and do nothing when a city was destroyed by the Jie people. Therefore, he took his most elite soldiers and left the main army to kill the Jie people who were causing trouble in Xiangyang.
Mu Mingtang was a commoner who fled with the crowd. How could she know that Wu 'an Marquis was in a hurry to return to the capital because Emperor Wu of Zhou, Guo Rong was seriously ill and the Xie family wanted to replace him. Therefore, Hsieh Hyun-chen wanted to return to the capital as soon as possible. Mu Mingtang did not even know that Wu 'an Marquis was Hsieh Hyun-chen.
Wu 'an Marquis was the title given to Hsieh Hyun-chen by Emperor Wu of Zhou, Guo Rong. Later, the Xie family replaced him and Hsieh Hyun-chen became Prince Qiyang. After that, Xie Yi died and Xie Rui ascended the throne. No one knew about Prince Qiyang's past, let alone a title from the previous dynasty, Wu 'an Marquis.
Mu Mingtang went all the way to Chenliu and decided to settle down in Chenliu with Granny Zhou. Along the way, she remembered her savior, Wu 'an Marquis. However, the social class suppression was too strong. How could a commoner from Mu Mingtang know what the upper circle's high officials and aristocrats were doing? At most, she would think about Wu 'an Marquis's name. When she could not hold on any longer, she would think about it twice, then grit her teeth and continue walking.
After that, she was accidentally adopted by the Jiang family. She entered the circle of officials in the capital, but she did not have the ability or status to match it. The Jiang family had never raised her as a daughter from the start. She had been locked up by Mrs. Jiang and had been trained daily. No one had taught her about the interpersonal relationships in the capital, nor had anyone allowed her to come into contact with the social circle. What she knew about the capital was all from the idle chatter of the maidservants.
What the maids and older women cared about was naturally the family affairs. They exaggerated how serious Prince Qiyang's mental illness was and how many people he had killed last time. As for the political meaning behind this, they themselves did not know.
Therefore, in Mu Mingtang's heart, Prince Qiyang and Wu 'an Marquis had always been two different people. She had secretly inquired about Wu 'an Marquis's whereabouts, but the maidservants did not know anything. She did not dare to ask Mrs. Jiang. Later, the disciplinary nanny had beaten her with a ruler, so Mu Mingtang did not dare to ask any questions.
She could only pray for her savior's safety in her heart. She did not have any delusions about Wu 'an Marquis. Some people stood at the top of the mountain, but more people crowded at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the hero. Mu Mingtang had such humble and ordinary admiration for Wu 'an Marquis.
It was the belief of an ordinary civilian in a troubled world for a hero. It had nothing to do with love, but was a spiritual pillar. She had thought more than once that her savior was young, handsome, and powerful. He did not look much older than her, but he had already become a Marquis. She thought that her savior's life must have been peaceful and smooth. He must have made great achievements and left his name in history.
She had never thought that he would become like this.
After Mu Mingtang cried, she wiped her tears and immediately rolled up her sleeves to think about what to do next. Her father had said that a person could owe anything in their life, but they could not owe a debt of gratitude. The Jiang family had only taken her in, but Wu 'an Marquis had truly saved her life.
So it was him. Since it was him, then now that he was unconscious, she should be at her savior's beck and call, serving him for the rest of her life.
Mu Mingtang was no longer afraid. This was her savior, the heroic youth in her heart. He was not some crazy murderer. Mu Mingtang wiped her tears and looked around, thinking about what to do now.
Jade Qilin Hall was big, but no one had taken care of it for a long time. Many places were covered in dust. In particular, there were many curtains hanging in the hall. Not only did they collect dust, they also blocked the light. The entire hall looked gloomy. Mu Mingtang went forward and pulled up all the curtains and tied them to the pillars. The hall was much brighter.
After that, Mu Mingtang went outside to fetch water for Hsieh Hyun-chen to wash her cheeks and body. Hsieh Hyun-chen had been unconscious for a long time. Her three meals a day and her hygiene were all taken care of by professionals. However, the maids and servants in the prince's residence had changed several times. Now, the ones standing guard outside were all soldiers. How could these boorish old men take care of someone? Hsieh Hyun-chen's basic hygiene was not a problem, but there were blood stains on her cheeks and body.
Mu Mingtang had wandered outside before, so she was very nimble in her work. When Granny Zhou was seriously ill, it was also Mu Mingtang who took care of her. Therefore, she was very experienced in taking care of patients. Fortunately, the guards outside did not dare to approach, nor did they let her out. However, they did not dare to neglect her orders. Not long after, the guards brought in a bucket of hot water and placed it at the entrance of Jade Qilin Hall. Then, they retreated far away.
Alright, Mu Mingtang could only bring the water in herself. During her half year in Chenliu, in order to earn money, she had done all kinds of work. Carrying a bucket of water was nothing difficult for her. In order to save a few trips, she brought the bucket of water to the innermost bedchamber. Then, she brought in a washbasin and mixed the cold water to just the right temperature. After that, Mu Mingtang took out her handkerchief and soaked it completely in the water. She wrung out the excess water and knelt on the edge of the bed. Then, she carefully washed Hsieh Hyun-chen's face.
First, she wiped Hsieh Hyun-chen's entire face. Then, she rubbed the handkerchief again, wrung it dry, and slowly wiped the bloodstains on his face. The bloodstains looked like they had been there for a long time. They had already turned black and hardened. Mu Mingtang did not dare to think about whose blood this was.
Mu Mingtang wanted to wipe the blood on her face, so she could only move her body closer. Looking at him from such a close distance, Mu Mingtang found that Hsieh Hyun-chen was really good-looking. Perhaps it was because he had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, but his skin was surprisingly fair. In the dim palace, he seemed to be shining. Moreover, the bones on the side of his face were smooth. His eyebrows were high, his eyelashes were long, his nose was high and straight, and his lips were very thin. Perhaps it was because he was weak, but at the moment, there was no color on his face.
After Mu Mingtang finished wiping his face, she sighed from the bottom of her heart. This person was really good-looking and his skin was really good. The famous Prince Qiyang, Hsieh Hyun-chen, was much better looking than those pretty boys who relied on their faces to make a living. Mu Mingtang washed the handkerchief again. Next, she planned to wipe the pretty boy's limbs. Oh, no, Prince Qiyang's limbs.
As for taking off his clothes, she did not have the courage to do so at the moment.
Mu Mingtang climbed back onto the bed. After she lifted the quilt, she found that Hsieh Hyun-chen's arms were chained.
Mu Mingtang was very surprised. She immediately pulled the quilt away and found that there were chains not only on his hands, but also on his feet.
These chains were pitch-black, rough, and cold. They looked extremely heavy. And unexpectedly, these chains were placed on Hsieh Hyun-chen, a patient.
He was so weak, and his wrists were so thin that they were only a section. How could they put chains on him?
Mu Mingtang suddenly could not hold back her tears. "How could they treat you like this? You are the hero who saved Xiangyang, and now you are seriously ill in bed. How could they treat you like a prisoner? "
Mu Mingtang cried as she looked at Hsieh Hyun-chen's wrists. The wounds on his hands were shocking. It seemed that he had struggled against these humiliating chains more than once, but his body was weak and he didn't have a key. He could only rely on his brute force to struggle, causing his wrists to bleed. The black blood covered his wrists in layers. In some places, scabs had formed, and they stuck to the quilt.
Mu Mingtang felt pain just looking at them. She wanted to tear away the cloth that was stuck to his wounds, but she was afraid that she would hurt him. She could only use a handkerchief to moisten the scabs, and gently remove the fine hairs and cloth.
Perhaps it was because she hurt him, or perhaps it was just the exposed chains that touched Hsieh Hyun-chen's bottom line. His hands suddenly moved. Mu Mingtang was shocked. She hurriedly retreated and fell to the ground. "Don't kill me!"
This fall was very hard. Mu Mingtang rubbed her waist in pain and stared at Hsieh Hyun-chen for a long time. When she saw that Hsieh Hyun-chen did not move, she slowly and carefully crawled back. "I am … uh, the new princess. I am here to take care of you. I can swear that I will not harm you no matter what. "
Mu Mingtang was too embarrassed to say that she was Hsieh Hyun-chen's wife in front of him, so she could only change her words. Fortunately, Hsieh Hyun-chen did not move after that. Mu Mingtang carefully cleaned his wounds, and he fell asleep peacefully.
Mu Mingtang silently sighed in relief. The basin of clear water quickly became dirty. Mu Mingtang ran out to pour it out, and then she added warm water. During this time, there was one place that was not easy to clean. Mu Mingtang tried to lift the chains, but it was just a lock that was used to heat his hands. Mu Mingtang had to use all of her strength to lift it.
She used all of her strength to move the iron chain up Hsieh Hyun-chen's arm, and finally exposed the wound. With just this movement, Mu Mingtang was so tired that her whole body went limp, and she gasped for breath.
Mu Mingtang held her waist and could not help but look at the iron chain. "What kind of iron is this made of? It's actually so heavy?"
Mu Mingtang looked at it for a while, and then she looked at Hsieh Hyun-chen's scarred hands. Such a heavy chain, no wonder his injuries were so serious.
She suddenly felt a sour and bitter feeling in her heart. The high-spirited young general of the past was now treated like this.
Mu Mingtang changed several basins of water, and even went out to ask the imperial bodyguards to boil a bucket of hot water. With great difficulty, she cleaned the blood on Hsieh Hyun-chen's wrists and ankles. Fortunately, Hsieh Hyun-chen was unconscious, and there were all kinds of medicines in the palace hall. Mu Mingtang rummaged through the box and took out some medicine for wounds. She carefully sprinkled it on his wrist. "The wound is so deep. It must have hurt a lot. They are really too much. Your hand is so badly injured, but no one bandaged it for you. You are a person who wields swords and spears, and you are a person who conquers the world. Your hand is precious, so you must not be injured. "
It was August, so Mu Mingtang did not dare to bandage him. She was afraid that it would not breathe, and it would be even more troublesome if pus developed. Fortunately, Hsieh Hyun-chen could not move. She diligently cleaned and changed the medicine, so it did not affect him.
By the time she finished sprinkling medicine on all the wounds on his hands and ankles, Mu Mingtang was so tired that she was about to collapse. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and laughed self-mockingly. "After being a rich young lady for a few days, even my body has become delicate. This is such a small matter, but I'm so tired that I'm sweating. "
Today was her wedding day. She did not sleep well last night, so she was woken up early in the morning and was tormented by all kinds of wedding ceremonies. At night, she was still busy alone. After doing so much physical work, Mu Mingtang could not bear it anymore. At this moment, she really wanted to bury her head and sleep. However, she looked at the messy water stains on the floor and the messy dirty cloth. In the end, she got up, threw away all the dirty cloth, and found a dry cloth to dry the floor.
Fortunately, there were coolies outside. She only needed to carry the water and trash to the door. If Mu Mingtang did everything by herself, she would not be able to sleep tonight.
After everything was tidied up, Mu Mingtang carried a brand new red brocade quilt and gently covered Hsieh Hyun-chen. She adjusted the quilt for Hsieh Hyun-chen and sighed. "Fortunately, I can't afford such a big house in the future. Otherwise, it would be too tiring to tidy it up alone."
She covered the quilt and gently climbed down from the foot of the bed. She picked up the lampstand on the side, turned around and smiled at Hsieh Hyun-chen. "Today is our wedding day. Although you don't know, and probably don't agree, it is still a good day. Newlyweds should cover themselves with a red quilt so that they can be healthy and prosperous in the future. "
After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, no one answered as expected. She did not care. She blew out the lights in the bedroom one by one. Holding a small lamp, she groped her way outside.
She marked out her territory and did not plan to sleep in the same bed as Hsieh Hyun-chen. After all, she was a young lady. She was embarrassed when she did not know Hsieh Hyun-chen's identity. Now that she knew that this was the person who saved her, she was even more embarrassed.
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