inspire-indiana Chapter 393 The General's Child Bride (End)
Chapter 393 The General's Child Bride (End)
"Ouch... stop hitting me, ouch..."
Cui Zhi rolled over on the ground in pain. The whip had barbs on it, and when it hit someone, it would tear off a piece of flesh and draw blood.
Yang Wumei was also whipped a few times nearby. Nan Xi flicked her fingers and a trace of spiritual energy entered Yang Wumei's body. Due to the pain from the whip, Yang Wumei did not notice it.
After a few whips, Cui Zhi was completely exhausted. He glared at Nan Xi fiercely, but he could do nothing to her.
Cui Zhi frowned. From what the escort said, he knew that he and Zhou had already divorced, but he had no idea about it.
Zhou is really capable.
Cui Zhi was so angry that his teeth were itching, and Yang Wumei was no less angry.
Zhou was originally the one who took the blame for her, and now she is a prisoner while Zhou is still alive and well. How can she accept this?
"Sister-in-law, please take care of Brother Zhi. He is dying."
The expression on Yang Wumei's face suddenly softened. Zhou was the most soft-hearted person, and maybe if she softened her heart, their lives would be better.
But Nan Xi was not moved at all. Yang Wumei gritted her teeth and continued to persuade her.
"Sister-in-law, when you disappeared, Brother Zhi and Auntie were very worried about you. Now Auntie is gone, and you didn't even see her for the last time. Don't you feel guilty?"
Nan Xi ignored them. She was happy to see their miserable state and was too lazy to argue with them.
Yang Wumei's muscles and bones were already broken, and she could not make much waves.
The escort thought that Yang Wumei could persuade Nan Xi to take action, but the woman ignored them and he stopped paying attention to her.
"Hurry up and don't dawdle. If you keep dragging your feet, be careful that my whip won't have eyes."
Yang Wumei was a little afraid. The whip was really painful. She quickly helped Cui Zhi up and caught up with the team.
After leaving the Shili Pavilion in the capital, the people who were seeing them off stopped and the prisoners went away.
Nan Xi returned to the palace. She lived very comfortably in the cold palace. She would sleep when she was tired and go to the imperial kitchen when she was hungry. There were also exotic flowers and plants, birds and animals in the imperial garden for her to admire.
At worst, there are three thousand beauties in the harem, and there are different dramas to watch every day. Life is so wonderful.
The old emperor was also living a very happy life. Lately he had been feeling light and healthy, and felt extremely relaxed every day. He was even more energetic than when he was young.
"This is the life an emperor should live!"
After handling government affairs every day, the old emperor still had time to visit the harem and make contributions to the royal family by having more babies.
Soon, children were born in the harem one after another, and the old emperor had ten children within a year.
The old emperor looked younger and younger, and he actually turned from an octogenarian into a burly middle-aged man.
The imperial doctors were all amazed that the old emperor's body had actually regained his youth and was full of vitality again. Naturally, his lifespan had also increased a lot. He would have no problem living another thirty years.
This was great news for ministers and concubines, but not good news for the adult princes.
The second prince was the most excited. Ever since his elder brother, the crown prince, got into trouble, he had the greatest chance of succeeding to the throne. Now that the old emperor was still alive, he might even live longer than him. Was he going to be a prince all his life?
The old emperor is not in a hurry to give up power now. He still has to be the emperor for several decades, so naturally he wants to keep a firm grip on the imperial power.
He would deal with whichever son was the most anxious first. Finally, all the adult princes were exiled, and their supporters were also dealt with. Now the capital was quiet and the old emperor was satisfied.
Yang Wumei, who was far away in the southwest, finally reunited with the third prince. She went through a lot of hardships along the way. Cui Zhi died tragically in a wild beast attack, but she paid a heavy price to survive.
Unfortunately, the Third Prince was in a difficult situation at the moment, and he did not believe Yang Wumei’s promise at all.
His father is old but still strong. Now all the adult princes have been exiled. His grandfather's family, his greatest support, has been dismissed from their posts, and there is no possibility for him to return to succeed to the throne.
"Third Prince, you must cheer up. You will be in that position in the future. Don't give up."
The third prince curled his lips. He wanted to, but now he could barely afford to eat. The most important thing was to stay alive.
"Do you have any money?"
Yang Wumei was stunned, "Ah~~~"
The third prince looked at Yang Wumei's tattered clothes and thought that she probably had no money, so he asked again.
"Are there any cakes?"
Yang Wumei was still in a daze and couldn't recover.
The third prince turned his head away. What kind of person is this? He was asked to risk his life while she wanted to follow behind and enjoy the good life. Is he so easy to use?
The third prince staggered away.
Yang Wumei watched the third prince go away, and for the first time, she felt a chill in her heart.
Can such a person really take that position? She didn't know what was the point of persisting like this.
Yang Wumei couldn't help but feel sad. She suffered countless tortures along the way and paid a price that ordinary people could hardly imagine before finally arriving in the southwest.
But the land here is barren and not suitable for growing crops. How can she survive here?
"Wow, wow, wow... I have such a miserable life..."
Yang Wumei's hard days were still ahead. She listened to people praising the old emperor and talking about the prosperity of the royal family.
Later, the old emperor served as emperor for another twenty years before he made his youngest son the crown prince.
At this time, the third prince had already died, and Yang Wumei was also barely alive.
She looked towards the direction of the capital and died with her eyes open.
"Why? How could this happen? If this is the case, what is the point of my rebirth?"
Yang Wumei closed her eyes in despair.
?
Nan Xi took good care of the old emperor's health, and when the little princes were born, she left the palace.
She is no longer needed here, she wants to go see the scenery outside.
The original owner was sold because her family was too poor, so Nan Xi decided to devote the rest of her life to improving the famine in this world.
She wants to use her power to give hope to those who suffer from poverty like the original owner.
Wherever there is drought, she will go there to bring rain.
Nan Xi used what she learned and combined it with the local climate and terrain to design a reasonable irrigation plan.
She personally led the villagers to dig wells for water and build small reservoirs to alleviate the drought.
Wherever there was flooding, she would go there to dig ditches and control the water.
Nan Xi went deep into the disaster area to investigate the cause of the flood. She organized manpower, dug channels, dredged rivers, and reduced the damage caused by floods to farmland.
She would build bridges and roads wherever the place was remote and difficult to travel.
Nan Xi led the villagers to build bridges and open roads, connecting the originally isolated village with the outside world.
Merchants began to travel back and forth, materials were able to circulate, and the lives of the villagers were greatly improved.
She not only helped people fight natural disasters, but also taught them planting techniques and studied soil improvement. Gradually, people's lives became better.
Nan Xi's fame gradually spread far and wide. People didn't even know her name, but praised her as a "living Bodhisattva" and a messenger sent by God to save the people.
Many people erected monuments to worship her and burned incense to offer sacrifices to her.
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