Chapter 729: with translation of chapter title

In an inconspicuous village near the outskirts of the capital, a remarkably beautiful noble lady has arrived these past days.

However, the surroundings were heavily guarded, and a village woman accidentally bumped into the noble lady who had gone out to pick wildflowers; merely that fleeting glance left her astonished as if seeing a celestial being.

The woman couldn't help but silently marvel, thinking that such a beautiful person actually exists in this world, as if a fairy maiden had descended to earth.

Over time, the villagers said that a noble person had come to their village, kind-hearted, helping the poor and relieving suffering, and she even taught her unique embroidery skills to the girls of the poor families in the village.

These embroidery techniques were even several notches better than those of the palace's imperial embroideresses; after learning this skill, the girls no longer had to worry about food and clothing.

Thus, the villagers grew ever fonder of this noble lady who had come to live in seclusion here.

Jinzhi leaned by the window, embroidering tiger-head shoes for a pair of children.

Yesterday Jinzhi had already passed on the final stitching technique to the village women; now she found herself idle, yet an inexplicable panic welled up in her heart.

These days she constantly keeps herself busy, simply because she fears that having nothing to do will make her anxious, leading her to think this and that; if she thinks too much, she can't be sure she won't do something.

Initially, Zhao Lang had instructed her to remain rational no matter what news she heard.

But now, how can she possibly hold herself steady?

Just yesterday, news came from the village that the illustrious general, famed for his military exploits, had actually encountered bandits, been forced to jump off a cliff, and now left no trace of his remains.

Upon hearing this news, Jinzhi fainted on the spot; fortunately, the maid and servant by her side were Zhao Lang's trusted confidants placed with her, and they quickly helped her into the room, thereby avoiding arousing suspicion from the perceptive.

Even until now, Jinzhi's expression remains somewhat dazed.

She several times wanted to get up, take people with her, and return to the place where Zhao Lao met with misfortune to have a look, but the words Zhao Lang had repeatedly urged upon her at their parting flashed through her mind.

Zhao Lang had once told her that no matter what happened, no matter what she heard, even if someone said he had died and fallen into an irredeemable abyss, she should not believe it; he would surely come alive to fetch her personally.

But now more than half a month has passed, and even the princess's consort, Gu Kang, has begun to appear overseeing the state; everything seems to be slipping out of control, and Jinzhi grows increasingly worried that something has gone awry.

She suddenly let out a muffled groan, and in her absent-mindedness the embroidery needle fiercely stabbed her finger, creating a bloody hole.

Bloodstains clung to the pattern; how could Jinzhi possibly continue embroidering?

She set aside what she held; even the piercing pain of all ten fingers linked to the heart could not compare to the worry and anguish in her heart at this moment, good night, ah, hurry up.

He has all been illuminated, he is that sort of bright moon's little general, pulling him step by step out of the dark abyss; how could one say that if he's not there he's not there? Moreover, the Prince of Zhao's martial prowess is formidable, even able to match the emperor; likewise, a few go to study maozi, forcing him to fall off the cliff—that too is impossible. But now Zhao Lang shows no intention of appearing at all, not even a single letter reporting safety has been sent to him; under the scenic area he can no longer sit still, he hurriedly rose and rushed toward the door of Warm Brother; the maid attending him was busy, carefully accompanying him with a smile: 'Lady, please greet; lady, please stay; the general had previously settled and worked hard; I beg the lady, please do not act impulsively, if only for the parents and the lady after the incident, stirring the grass will scare the snake, not only will it fail to save Zhao. The general fears it will bring new trouble; indeed arranging things this way for the general, I hope the lady can see and help cope.'

"You don't need to keep stopping me; I must go see for myself. How about this: the two children stay here, I alone will take two attendants and go back, then return to that cliffside to have a look. Usually I just glance and come back."

She has always been gentle, of a mild and kind disposition, but this is the first time she has adopted such a stern attitude toward the servants around her, allowing no rebuttal; those who disobey secretly curse in their hearts, the suffering general; they all left, yet they dumped this mess onto the woman—but the lady, though gentle-natured, is actually quite strong inside, and no matter what oppression she endures, she retains her own ideas and insights.

Moreover, since the outside servants could no longer be stopped, they could not forcibly detain the lady; after all, they were the maids of their master lady, a few of them anxious to the point of tears, they hurriedly returned, and just as the master and servants were tangled in confusion, the courtyard gate suddenly sounded with hurried footsteps; then a young attendant led in a hunched, disheveled-faced man, hurrying inside.

The man's body was covered in wounds, his hair disheveled, not covering up, making his face unclear, his body hunched; from afar he looked like a beggar from Xinjiang's Nine Pastures, and moreover a beggar unable to care for himself; this time he slowly, too fiercely looked toward, prohibited meaning, he let out a tight exclamation, hurriedly lunged into that person's embrace.

The maids all around suddenly grew large, also incredulously looking at what was before them.

Simply only holding the waist of the photo, the rope wanted to say what indeed they smelled a strong stench of blood; their people had already busily retreated to look into the past with lowered heads, but after hitting however many, no wonder Zhao Lang came in hunched; originally the cockroach suffered severe injury, left hand covering the wound, some already seeped out, bloodstains dyed the fingertips red.

"Husband!" From now on, mother, you put the blessings on it, attached it to the bedsheet you borrowed, then let him lie flat on the bed; he busily had a confidant come over, which one held the medicine box and rushed over; sister used scissors to cut open Zhao Lang's old clothes. Yet discovered a sword wound horizontally across the wealthy lady named Zhao Lan, from the street all the way poured into the lower lower abdomen, feeling like giving Zhao cold sugar, also thanks to, this wound did not cause fatal harm, but looking at it is very frightening.

Husband! Just is from now on mother you put welfare illuminated, will him attached on your borrowed bed sheet, then let him lie flat on the bed, he busily was heart and abdomen one pass come over, which pass carrying medicine box quick steps walked over, older sister use scissors to undo Zhao Lang's body worn-out clothing. But discovered a sword wound horizontally traverse recruited wealthy woman, from street all the way poured to lower left lower left abdomen, feel will give Zhao cold open sugar like, also must loss, this wound did not cause fatal injury, but looking at but frightening people's very.

The prohibited voice carried several hometowns; unexpectedly, Teacher Zhao was this heavy; originally I thought Zhao Long was acting, but how could this performance produce such a big mistake? Zhao Long, facing the doctor, couldn't say anything; the doctor helped Zhao Lang treat and bandage the wound's medicine. Then he rose and took his leave.

The prohibited one sat at the bedside, tightly gripping the cockroach, slender hands crying red the eyes.

"You shouldn't have said at first that you had everything under control, also being within the emperor's calculations, absolutely no mishaps would occur, nor would you suffer such severe injuries now; look at your whole body covered in wounds—if I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have let you take that risk in the first place."

It's rare to be able to say so much in one breath; having no money makes this both painful and distressing; online I really can't help but use his money merely to repay myself on this; although the wound hurts terribly, after all the man standing before me is still that same person, so let's just expose both sides' sweet potatoes.

It's rare to be able to say so much in one breath; having no money makes this both painful and distressing; online I really can't help but use his money merely to repay myself on this; although the wound hurts terribly, but after all the man standing before me is still that same person, so let's just expose both sides' sweet potatoes.