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Thus, Xiao Qing's attitude became completely humble. She kneeled down in front of her mother and begged for forgiveness as she said in a sincere tone: "Back then, this servant framed and framed Princess Wangfei and everything was ordered by Imperial Concubine Rou. This servant didn't dare go against this Imperial Concubine Rou's wishes and could only go against my conscience and do many things that disregarded Princess Wangfei, asking her to punish me."

Wen Yi helped her up, and said: "I have never cared about those things."

Seeing her being so generous, Xiao Qing felt even more guilty. This kind of generosity and openness was like a sweet spring that slowly flowed into her heart, attacking the principle that she had always believed in.

When Wen Yi asked about Xiao Qing's mother's illness, Xiao Qing said in a sad voice, "My mother's illness has been around for a long time. After my brother was beaten to death, she would often fall into a trance, with a frown plastered on her face. That day, when she saw his brother's straw hat in the field, for a moment she remembered that his son had gone mad and ran all the way to his brother's grave. He passed by someone else's field and was knocked over by a cow, causing him to fall to the ground and his left leg had a gaping hole in it, in which blood flowed like a river. At that time, a doctor was invited, but sometimes the wound was good and sometimes the wound was bad. During treatment, the doctor had treated the wound before, but he didn't say what the specific condition was. It's just that it's hard to breathe every day, the left hand is paralyzed, the chest aches and pains, sometimes erupting, almost dying. The recipe is also very expensive and requires a good ginseng to hang on to life. Once it flares up, you need to use the ginseng to press it to the bottom of your tongue in order to get over it. " She paused, looked at Wen Yi, and said softly: "Imperial Concubine Rou knows about this too, so she always uses ginseng to seduce me …"

She could not speak the next words, and could only lower her head in shame.

Wen Yi now understood her difficulties, and sighed: "It's been hard on you!" A filial person was not bad at all, it was just that sometimes he was forced to do so.

She turned around and said to the mama: "This time, when I left the palace, the palace had bestowed a thousand year old ginseng. Is it just that the wound on my leg has always been inflamed and pus? "

Xiao Qing nodded her head, "It's all rotten."

Wen Yi wanted to open it and look, but was stopped by Xiao Qing, who said, "Princess, please do not look. If you do, you will be afraid."

Wen Yi laughed: What's there to be afraid of? She had seen it many times in the past. How many times had she seen it in the emergency room? It was only a wound, and he could no longer feel fear towards her.

It was just that even if Xiao Qing didn't want to, her mother wouldn't let the wangfei see her wounds for fear of scaring her. Wen Yi didn't want to let the old man become flustered, so she could only give up and said: "I'll have the imperial physician come tomorrow to treat your mother."

Xiao Qing looked at Wen Yi in shock. These few words, to Xiao Qing, was like listening to a gospel. She immediately knelt down and cried, "This servant's life is going to be hers from now on.

Wen Yi saw that she was a little helpless kneeling and that her expression was still as serious as it was in the past. "You don't have to thank me, there is a condition to my actions, and that is that I want your father to do things for me."

Xiao Qing's eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Wen Yi gratefully. Forget about letting the imperial physician leave the palace to treat her, just the thousand-year-old ginseng was already worth her father's ten lifetimes worth of work for Wen Yi. Xiao Qing understood in her heart that the reason Princess Hua-Yang had said this was to make her feel better.

Xiao Qing's father returned very quickly. After knowing everything, his face was full of gratitude as she received the drawing respectfully. After looking at it for a moment, she asked in shock: "This, is it called a wheelchair?"

Wen Yi was startled, "You know about this?"

Xiao Qing's father said: "I have seen it before, there was a young master who came to our shop before, he pushed a chair like this to us and asked us to set the wheel for him. Furthermore, his chair is very strange, it is convenient to push, but it goes up and down, I really do not know how he made it."

Standing wheelchair? Oh my god, Wen Yi was stunned, there was already a standing wheelchair? As far as she knew, in the modern era, foreign countries had just begun to develop standing wheelchairs. They could rise up and make people stand up, but they were expensive and had yet to be introduced.

"Where is this young master? Can you take me to him? " He was secretly looking forward to it, and was a little excited. Maybe, she didn't just find a wheelchair, but also found a person who had fallen to the ends of the earth.

"Ok, ok. That wheelchair is currently in the store. Our shopkeeper personally made the iron wheel and iron wire for him. Young master said that he would come and get it tonight. We can still make it if we hurry over now." Xiao Qing's father immediately stood up and instructed Xiao Qing to take out her pipe, then hurriedly brought Wen Yi out.

Returning back to the shop, Xiao Qing's father asked the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, did Master Chen come to fetch the wheelchair?"

The shopkeeper's gaze fell on the richly dressed Wen Yi. Seeing that Wen Yi's complexion was outstanding and that she was dressed in a noble manner, she did not dare slight him and said: "I just left, is this esteemed person going to forge it as well?"

Xiao Qing's father said: "Yes, this lady wants to create one. Let's not talk about it anymore, let's go and chase after Young Master Chen."

With that, she led Wen Yi and the mama away hastily.

Along the way, when Xiao Qing's father saw that Wen Yi could keep up, she did not slow her pace down.

Finally, at the corner of West Street, he saw a carriage slowly advancing.

Xiao Qing's father looked happy, and immediately shouted: "Young Noble Chen, please wait!"

The carriage slowly stopped, Xiao Qing's father immediately ran over, and the people inside slowly opened the curtains, and asked: "Uncle Blacksmith, what's wrong?"

Wen Yi also followed him, she looked at the man dressed in green, with clear eyebrows and short hair. Due to the strangeness of his hair, he was tied up with a few black colored ribbons, looking a little arrogant and carefree. The most important thing was that there was a bullet hanging on his chest from a silver chain. It was used as a decoration. Bullets? Were there any in this era?

Wen Yi looked at his short hair, and then, for some reason, her eyes became red. She looked at the man and said softly: "Sir, can you give me your number to contact you in the future?"

West Street was usually very quiet. No one came because it was surrounded by residential areas. Other than the houses nearby, no one would walk this way.

The man extended his hand, "My name used to be Zhu Wen, now it's Zhu Fangyuan!"

Wen Yi held his hand, "The past Wen Yi, the present Yang Luoyi!"

The two hands held each other as the sun shone down from above their heads. Because it was almost dusk, the setting sun had a touch of gentleness and heaviness. After a thousand years, these two people who did not know each other had the feeling of being from the same hometown.

Under the gazes of the crowd, the two of them held each other as they emitted a dense and sad joy. It was very contradictory, but it also appeared to be very harmonious.

It was the mama who separated the two in front of him. The mama had his hands on his waist as he glared at Zhu Wen. Xiao Qing's father was also very surprised, as she stared blankly at the scene before him.

Zhu Wen smiled as he looked at Wen Yi. "Congratulations to the wangfei."

"Sigh, don't speak nonsense. Can you let me see your wheelchair?" When Wen Yi thought about it, if she wanted to reminisce about the past, this place was definitely not a good place. It was already late, and she didn't know what would happen in the manor. The prince probably wouldn't send people to visit, so if they did, would the little girl be able to handle it?

Zhu Wen pulled open the curtain of the carriage and said: "Are you interested? Do you have a disabled person at home? "

"In order to save me, my Prince injured his leg. I had already drawn a blueprint of the wheelchair and asked Xiao Qing's father to help me make it, but when she looked at the blueprint, she said that she had seen it before. I am so happy." Wen Yi spoke very quickly and she was a little confused, she was truly too happy, he knew his old friends from home, although it could not be considered as her old friends, but in this foreign era, meeting someone who spoke the same words, it was truly a happy and exciting thing.

"For you? There's actually such a righteous and loyal man? " Hearing that, Zhu Wen was impressed, he thought for a moment and said: Why don't you take the wheelchair first, I will do it when I return, in any case, I am not in a rush, I just need it as a backup. As he finished speaking, his tone was somewhat dejected.

"Standby?" Why do you need a wheelchair? Is there a patient at home? " Wen Yi thought it was strange, seeing that his expression was not good, she asked a few more questions.

Zhu Wen said: "My foster father is very sick, and will soon be in trouble. It's just that right now he can barely walk, but, according to the doctor, after the new year, his legs will probably not be able to walk anymore."

Wen Yi asked with concern, "How can this be? What disease is it? "

Zhu Wen said: "To be honest, my foster father is a retired military general, do you know Zhu Qianqiu?"

Wen Yi shook her head, "Sorry, I don't know."

On the other hand, mama said in shock: "Is Sir Zhu talking about Old General Zhu? Is he sick? "

Wen Yi asked mama, "Does mama know General Zhu?"

The mama laughed: "General Zhu, who doesn't know of him? General Zhu was the prince's master, and the two princes learned how to ride and shoot from him, General Zhu had great merits in battle, and had great merits in the imperial court. Although he has returned from his armor, his reputation is very high, and the military generals who are powerful in the imperial court are all former subordinates of General Zhu, even the Emperor has great respect for him. "

Wen Yi exclaimed: "So he actually has such an influential background. Then why didn't he invite the royal doctors to treat him?"

Zhu Wen sighed: "Foster father's character is strong, in the old days of heroes, how could he so easily tell others? In front of outsiders, he always had a strong appearance. Every time he received an imperial edict, he would always be in his best condition. How could he be willing to show the slightest bit of weakness? It's just that he was injured countless times when he was young, and the root of his injuries was damaged. Now that he's old, it's all sent out, so take this wheelchair away first, I'll go back and do it again. "

Wen Yi was dejected, the beauty was late in life, and the hero's later years were filled with emotions.

She thanked Zhu Wen and said: "In that case, thank you. I will look for you another time.

Zhu Wen acknowledged, "Okay, then I will wait for you!"

Zhu Wen let the two get on the carriage, while also sending them back to the residence. Seeing her old friend get a wheelchair, Wen Yi was overjoyed. She only thought of how to persuade Song Yunqian to use the wheelchair, but she never thought that the matter regarding her leaving the house would cause such a commotion.