After the three of them worked together to help An Ruiqi to the room and settle down, the leader immediately took out the life-sustaining pill that Ning Yue had returned to him earlier, and handed it to the divine doctor. The divine doctor immediately ordered someone to bring the prepared ginseng soup to An Ruiqi to take the pills. An Ruiqi didn't like to be waited, so he didn't have a close entourage. Now the situation is urgent, life is at stake, there is a huge marshal's mansion, dozens of slaves, and none of them dare to come forward to feed the medicine, for fear that if they are careless, this dying prince will die in Huangquan. Seeing the two martial artists who were so anxious that their faces were red, pacing back and forth on the side of the bed, staring at the old man who was hesitant about the pills in his hand, he lost his usual calmness, and the prime minister could no longer hold his breath. He decisively pushed away the two people in the way, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his arm around An Ruiqi's shoulder, and firmly supported his body.

"Feed the medicine!" The prime minister suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and shouted in a deep voice.

The divine doctor responded, and immediately stuffed the pill into An Ruiqi's mouth, and then poured the ginseng soup into it indiscriminately, causing An Ruiqi to choke and cough. Seeing this, the prime minister's face sank, the divine doctor was frightened, his hands shook, and most of the bowl of ginseng soup was poured on the sleeves of the prime minister's clothes. Suddenly, the room was silent, so quiet that even the faint sound of soup dripping on the ground could be heard clearly. The prime minister pursed his lips and was silent, and the heavy anger in his eyes made people feel cold. The divine doctor was shocked by the prime minister's anger, but he felt that his whole body was stiff and unable to move, and the leader instantly turned blue and hurriedly bowed his head to avoid it. Fortunately, An Dingguo had already ordered a few bowls of ginseng soup to be served, and the divine doctor knocked over the ginseng soup for a while, so a servant served another bowl with both hands.

"Let me come." The prime minister couldn't help but say that he snatched the ginseng soup and fed An Ruiqi little by little with a spoon. After quietly wiping the cold sweat from his face, the divine doctor took a few steps back in amusement, so as not to add to the chaos.

It wasn't until the soup bottomed out that the hearts of the three of them returned to their original positions. The divine doctor escaped under the pretext of prescribing prescriptions and catching medicines, leaving the leader alone to face the angry prime minister.

"Why is there only one life-sustaining medicine left?" The prime minister wrung out and folded the handkerchief soaked in warm water and put it on An Ruiqi's forehead, and asked in a low tone in a flat tone.

Sensing the murderous intent implied in the prime minister's words, the leader hurriedly knelt down and said: "The subordinates are not doing things well, please condemn the prime minister!" "The medicine is kept by myself, and now that it is gone, no matter what the reason, I can't escape the blame. In that case, why bother others.

"Go down and take your own punishment!" The prime minister covered An Ruiqi with a quilt, and after looking at it carefully, he turned his head to look at the leader, his eyes were extremely sharp. "If anything happens to the prince, you, look up and see you!"

"Subordinates take orders!" With that, the leader stood up and walked away, and disappeared into the darkness outside the door in an instant.

An Dingguo knew that he was not as careful as the prime minister, and he saw that the miracle doctor was clumsy and made jokes, so he had been standing silently beside the prime minister, watching worriedly, and did not dare to approach and disturb. At this time, seeing that An Ruiqi had taken the medicine boiled by the divine doctor, and there was a little more blood on his face, he asked cautiously: "Xiangye, Ruiqi, is he okay?" ”

"Thanks to taking the life-sustaining pill in time, the prince's life was saved. It's just that...... The prince is in critical condition, and it is not easy to recover. The divine doctor secretly glanced at the prime minister and replied hesitantly. The wind and cold enter the inside, the cold condenses the heart, and it is difficult to get better without a year and a half. If Miss Ning was by his side, the prince would not have any reason to be restless, but it is a pity that he is ...... now Ay...... I don't know who else can persuade him to calm down and recuperate......

Listening to the words of the divine doctor, the prime minister secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his frowning brows inadvertently stretched. "Don't worry, the prince still has an unfulfilled wish, and he is reluctant to die." After finishing speaking, the prime minister snorted and threw his sleeves away.

When the prime minister returned home, it was already midnight. The leader knelt motionless outside the door of the study for a long time, dressed in black shrouded in the bleak moonlight, exuding a sad aura.

"What?" The prime minister pushed open the door and asked coldly.

"Xiangye, my subordinates have something to ask for." The leader replied in a hoarse, gruff voice.

"Come in and talk." Hearing this, the prime minister didn't look back, and walked straight inside.

The bronze lampstand was lit with a bean-sized lamp, and in the faint light it was faintly discerning the blood stains on the corners of the leader's mouth, as well as the red footprints left by his every step. The leader knelt silently not far from the bookcase, blood flowing down his hands on the ground, pooling into a puddle of murky water. It seems that the injury is not light, but the black clothes cover up the injury without leaving a trace. No matter how much blood it stained, it was still as black as ever.

"Ask the master to be fulfilled!" As soon as the words fell, there was a muffled kowtow in the study.

The prime minister looked indifferently at the bleeding leader, and a hint of mockery appeared in his eyes. However, in a few months, he was able to make his subordinates who had been carefully cultivated for many years so loyal to him, and now he even did not hesitate to die to intercede for him, it seems that the royal family's ability to control people's hearts is really innate, even if no one teaches him, he can use it freely.

"Joke! What can the old man do to hinder the good deeds of the prince? He was determined to marry the woman, and he had a thousand ways to deal with it. With his current power and prestige, it is really easy to hide her life experience, even if he accidentally leaks the news, he has to go his own way, except for the emperor, who can help him? Pray that the king is criticized, and the emperor may not be unhappy. After all, although King Qi has no intention of usurping the throne, the testament of the first emperor is still there, and the emperor will inevitably be wary of him. If King Qi marries a woman from the Yue Kingdom, his descendants will lose the qualification to inherit the unification, and he will get rid of a big trouble without spending a single soldier, how can the emperor stop it? Seeing that he was doing everything he could to protect that woman today, he wanted to leave everything behind immediately, and then take her back to the mountains and forests, and never ask about the world. At worst, it will end up with an infamy. But that woman will be regarded as a disgrace and spurned by the world because of his casual behavior. He was so forbearant and self-denying, in the final analysis, he was just reluctant to let her suffer the slightest grievance. "The prince is strategizing and far-reaching, so why bother us. As long as the time comes, someone will help the prince achieve his wish. "After the war, the vitality of Qingfeng Cottage was greatly damaged, and it was already unable to maintain the stability of the northern border, and if the imperial court did not send troops to defend it, it was difficult to guarantee that the enemy country's soldiers and horses would not come back. In this way, he found a high-sounding rhetoric, and it was logical for him to settle in the north. Thinking of this, the prime minister took out the black lacquered wooden card given to him by the war dragon from his arms, and held it tightly in his hand, feeling both helplessness and emotion. If it weren't for what he saw today, the old man would still really believe that he would spare no effort for the stability of the Great Song Dynasty. Although he and the generals of the Yue Kingdom are maneuvering around, the emperor and the lord of Yue do not give in to each other, and they do not know when the peace will be achieved. Of course, the prince can wait for ten years and eight years, but what about the woman? The old man wants to see if she is worthy of the prince's attention. The prime minister looked at the leader with a blank face, but felt exhausted. He slowly closed his eyes, sighed, and waved his hand, "Stand down." ”

In a half-dream, An Ruiqi seemed to see An Ruixiang's figure, and he was anxious, blurting out: "Big brother......"

"Ruiqi!" An Ruixiang hurriedly turned around and held An Ruiqi's hand, and the sorrow in his eyes became a little thicker. Listening to the messenger's report, An Ruiqi was critically ill, An Ruixiang didn't care about violating the military order, and immediately rode his horse out of the camp and rushed back to Anfu, and it was already the third watch when he arrived. Seeing that his father, who had been guarding the bedside, was tired and very haggard, An Ruixiang felt more and more uncomfortable. For fear of delaying for a while, he refused to say anything and refused to groom and change clothes, and took over the responsibility of taking care of An Ruiqi with a suit of armor.

Recalling An Ruiqi's refreshed appearance half a month ago, An Ruixiang didn't believe what the divine doctor said anyway, after all, An Ruiqi is a person who practices martial arts, and although his body is not stronger than himself, he is not so weak. However, An Ruiqi's cold hand without a trace of warmth made An Ruixiang have to believe that his fate is indeed hanging by a thread.

"Big brother...... Please help me...... Otherwise...... Otherwise, it will be too late......"

Hearing An Ruiqi's vague words, An Ruixiang immediately came back to his senses and reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense!" It wasn't until he heard An Ruiqi muttering that An Ruixiang realized that he had accidentally used too much force and almost pinched his hand. Ruiqi, take good care of your illness, eldest brother depends on you for everything...... "As long as you can live, you can do whatever you want me to do...... Thinking of this, An Ruixiang couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

In the early morning of the next day, An Ruixiang quietly left with the military roster compiled by An Ruiqi, and An Dingguo was furious when he learned about it, and sent his generals to summon him back to Beijing several times, but he returned in vain.

Since the government returned to Ning Mansion, Ning Xue has been closed all day long, except for her closest relatives, and she has left Fang Tao alone to serve. But even so, she will inevitably hear gossip about her from the mouths of the former domestic servants. Although they did not witness the trial, they only had to inquire a thing or two from the officials and add some vinegar to themselves, which was enough to become their after-dinner conversation. In this way, within a few days, the romance of the second lady of the Ning family and the son of the Duan family spread all over the streets and alleys of the capital. The rumor is nothing more than that the two ignored the etiquette and secretly had a private meeting, and Duan Ming, who was poisonous, accidentally fell and lost blood due to being too excited. The most hateful thing is those words that are fabricated out of thin air and unbearable, and their words are so conclusive that they seem to have been seen by the person who said the matter, and make people believe that they are true. Ning Zhenhai, the second lady and Ning Feng were afraid that Ning Xue would kill herself because she couldn't withstand such humiliation, so they often used excuses to accompany her, and they stayed for a long time. Seeing that Ning Xue's expression was no different from usual, every day she either read and wrote or turned out the embroidery pictures that Ning Yue made for her and compared them to the practice of female red, she seemed to be leisurely, so she thought that she was really so broad, and she didn't take this matter to heart. Unexpectedly, a month later, Ning Xue accidentally heard that An Ruixiang had returned to Beijing to visit the seriously ill An Ruiqi, and then left in a hurry, but she didn't know anything about it, and the grievances and grief that had accumulated in her heart suddenly poured out, and she couldn't help crying to death. It was only at this time that everyone understood that Ning Xue didn't care about those bad words, but her arrogance did not allow her to show weakness to those rumor-mongers. And An Ruixiang's ignorance of her made her disheartened and powerless.

I don't want him to look at me the way anyone else does...... He must have disliked me and didn't want me...... It's just that she has never promised him anything, so why abandon him? Thinking of this, Ning Xue felt pain.

The two of them are right together, it was a godsend, but now An Ruixianggui is the righteous brother of King Qi, and he was recently promoted to general, and the future is immeasurable. When it comes to honor, it is the most indisputable. Now, even the daughters of famous families who used to have a close relationship with her in the past are also contemptuous of her, and they are afraid to avoid her, let alone those official eunuchs who flatter her just because of their beauty and family background. After being mentioned by the second lady, Ning Zhenhai knew Ning Xue's thoughts, however, the matter had come to this point, how could he dare to expect An Ruixiang to cherish his poor daughter as always. Seeing that Ning Xue was getting thinner and thinner, Ning Zhenhai sighed all day long, and the second lady washed her face with tears every day, and Ning Mansion fell into a gloomy mist again. After another month, Ning Zhenhai finally made up his mind to go to Anfu to ask for help from An Dingguo. As long as General An is willing to marry Xue'er, even if she is relegated to be a concubine, he will admit it. Just as he was thinking about how to beg for mercy, the housekeeper hurriedly came, and General An's deputy general An Shou asked to see him. After a few words of greeting between the two, An Shou made his intentions clear to Ning Zhenhai. It turned out that these days, An Ruixiang was unskilled in the deployment of troops in the north, and he had no time to visit. Now that he heard that Ning Xue was sick, he was very worried, so he ordered him to come and send a handwritten letter to talk about his heart. Ning Zhenhai was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately took the letter and sent it to Ning Xue in person.

The dowry is ready, and if you understand it, send me a letter. Waiting for the good news.

Ning Xue stroked the familiar name at the end of the letter with her trembling fingertips, and unconsciously burst into tears.

Half a year later, General An Ruixiang rode a high-headed horse and led thousands of elites under his command to Ningfu to propose marriage. The magnitude of its momentum and the magnificence of the dowry shocked the capital. The people were so busy talking about the marriage between the two provinces that they completely forgot all the speculations about Duan Ming's murder. Ten days later, An Ruixiang and Ning Xue got married. On that day, Anfu put up lanterns and set up a banquet to welcome guests, which was very lively, except for a pair of good couples, the happiest thing was Ning Xue's parents.