Chapter 26: Don't repay with a gushing spring, I'm afraid of drowning!

Crying and crying, Lin Jiaojiao actually fell asleep on Lu Zhenting's shoulder. The sky outside was already slightly white, and dawn was about to arrive.

Lu Zhenting didn't dare to move at all, afraid of waking her up.

Seeing Song Shijie staring at him, he lowered his voice and explained, "The miracle doctor saved your life, and even drew her own blood and injected it into your body. After returning to the room to rest, she encountered an assassination, and was busy all day in fear. Even if a god were tossed like this for a day, they would be sleepy and need to rest."

Guo Shi echoed from the side, "Yes, yes, Master Song, our Mistress almost lost her life for you!"

"She was still in her confinement, and was arrested by you and brought to the Dali Temple for trial. You were injured and carried in covered in blood, but she was the first to rush up and take your pulse!"

Speaking of this, Guo Shi was moved. "Our Mistress sewed you up and gave you a blood transfusion. This confinement illness must have been left behind. You must repay our Mistress well. Even if the Emperor himself comes to kill her, you must block the knife for her!"

As soon as these words came out, Song Shijie felt guilty in addition to being moved. "I have noted her kindness, and I will definitely repay it with a gushing spring in the future!"

Guo Shi said quickly, "Don't repay with a gushing spring, I'm afraid of drowning! You first release our Mistress from the Dali Temple!"

"Fine, I will order people to release her home right away." Song Shijie wanted to get up, but as soon as his wounds moved, tearing pain came instantly, and he couldn't help but make a "s-ha" sound.

"Don't move yet," Lu Zhenting pressed him back onto the bed. "I have already fired a signal flare. Later, my mansion soldiers will come and surround the Dali Temple to protect it. During this period, we will leave here together and go to my mansion to take refuge." "Why do we still need to surround and protect—?" Song Shijie looked puzzled, and Guo Shi quickly took the words. "Oh, you don't know, assassins came to the Dali Temple in the middle of the night! They went straight for our Mistress and Zhu Geer!"

"The child and I almost lost our lives!"

"Fortunately, our Mistress reacted quickly and cracked the assassin's head with a pillow!"

"They came for you?" Song Shijie frowned and reasoned, "The bird things in the inner courtyard of the Pei Mansion are not worth sending people to the Dali Temple to assassinate a concubine?"

He looked up at Lu Zhenting. "It should be for me. Is it the pirates?"

Lu Zhenting pondered and replied, "It's not the pirates. The assassin committed suicide. I think it might be for me. I just wiped out a batch of fierce bandits a while ago."

Seeing Song Shijie wanting to get up again, he stretched out a hand and forcibly pressed him back onto the bed. "In any case, the Dali Temple is no longer safe."

He said solemnly, "You go back to the mansion with me. First, it's convenient for the miracle doctor to treat your injuries. Second, I have heavy troops guarding there, which is safe enough to ensure that you and I won't be ambushed."

"As for the rest of the Dali Temple's affairs, they have already written to the Dali Temple Minister. Although you are injured and fell down, there is still the Dali Temple Assistant Minister who can handle the follow-up matters. When your injuries are healed, it won't be too late to investigate the assassin matter."

The subordinate who went to get salt and sugar to add to the water entered the room at this time, obviously hearing these words. He walked over and persuaded, "Master Song, you should listen to General Lu's arrangements first!"

Song Shijie could only give up. After drinking the salt and sugar water, his subordinates brought a stretcher, wanting to move Song Shijie to the stretcher, but he insisted on walking out by himself.

But as soon as he got on the ground, his wounds tore painfully, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Finally, he could only let his subordinates put him on the stretcher and then carry him into a carriage at the side door.

Lu Zhenting signaled for Guo Shi to take Pei Tiezhu into the sedan chair, and carried Lin Jiaojiao up, preparing to leave.

When the two sedan chairs came out of the Dali Temple, Pei Aosong was whipping his horse to rush over, and missed the sedan chairs on the road.

Since Lin Jiaojiao was arrested and entered the Dali Temple, Pei Aosong's toothache had become worse. For the past two days, he hadn't eaten well or slept well, and he actually missed her as if he had entered a demon. At home, he originally wanted to visit Su Wanqiu, who was in confinement, but his footsteps unconsciously brought him to Jiaohua Garden, which was empty, with only Bai Zhi quietly cleaning.

He suddenly remembered what happened ten years ago. After the concubine was exposed as a spy, his father was also like this, unable to eat or sleep.

After this experience, he deeply realized the taste of love and had a new understanding of his father's behavior back then. Early this morning, he couldn't wait to go out to bring Wang Jiaojiao back from the Dali Temple.

When he was on the road, he heard passersby discussing the assassin in the Dali Temple in the middle of the night, and his spirit became even more tense.

Before he reached the Dali Temple, he saw from afar that the entire Dali Temple was guarded and patrolled by heavy troops. When he wanted to enter, he was blocked by the guards at the door. "There is an order from above, idlers are not allowed to enter."

"I am not an idler," Pei Aosong said anxiously, "I am Pei Aosong from the Ministry of War, and I want to go in to find Master Song."

"Master Song doesn't see anyone." The guard didn't let him in. "Master Pei, please return."

Pei Aosong wanted to enter the Dali Temple. He tried several methods but failed, so he could only turn his horse back, still thinking about who to find to let Wang Jiaojiao be released from the Dali Temple.

Walking on the road, he arrived home unconsciously. He felt as if he were a walking corpse. Listening to the Old Madam's words, he came to Jinxiu Garden where Su Wanqiu was, and happened to see a wet nurse holding Pei Zhaoyang in the courtyard basking in the sun.

Pei Zhaoyang was humming in the wet nurse's arms. Pei Aosong looked at his pair of watery apricot eyes, and the more he looked, the more he felt the child looked like Wang Jiaojiao.

The Old Madam happened to pass by Jinxiu Garden. She saw her son staring at the little infant in a daze, and even foolishly called out "Jiaojiao" to the child. Her whole face immediately collapsed. "Wanqiu actually raised this evil child so well!"

"Isn't it," Qingyin Nanny opened her mouth on the side, "But this is not the Young Mistress's fault, she doesn't know her child was swapped."

The Old Madam knew she couldn't move the child, so she turned to ask Jingyi, "Did you find the person I told you to find?"

"Found them," Jingyi Nanny nodded and said viciously, "As long as the witness speaks, we can definitely convict that vixen of a death sentence!"

"Good, very good," the Old Madam nodded with satisfaction and hinted, "By the way, deal with the cheap slave in that room. Remember, this time you can't have any lives lost in the mansion." ===== CHAPTER 27 =====