Withstand careful investigation, and then our family is convicted, your father is imprisoned, your mother and I can hang ourselves with dignity, and you are sent to the army and returned to Sichuan, that means that none of this will happen. How is this possible, Emperor?

The reason we hate our family is because we are trying to support the Prince of Yanping County. This is actually nothing. Before a conclusion is reached, the ministers can naturally choose their loyalties. There is nothing wrong with it. At most, we hate and dislike the expulsion and suppress the matter. But the Queen and us are not just

It’s as simple as hating or not liking it.”

Qin Hu put down the letter in his hand and picked up the tea soup again. The spicy heat blurred his face.

Yes, Zhou Hui almost died in his hands, no, not almost, but dead.

In order to save the dead Zhou Hui, she almost took her own life.

Although they all survived in the end, in his heart, they were still killed by him.

How can the hatred of life and death be as simple as disgust and dislike?

So why is she doing this?

yes….

Just as the thought of speculation was about to cross his mind, Qin Hu shook his head and shook the thought away.

It depends on what she says, what she thinks is just what she thinks, it has nothing to do with her!

Qin Hu put down the tea soup and lowered his head to read the letter.

"She said, repay me for giving me water."

Give water?

Qin Hu was stunned for a moment.

Did her mother feed her water? Was it that time? When she fell into a coma after receiving a letter from Chen Shao.

In the dark room, the maids looked puzzled, in the dark days when there was no hope.

The patient who had been comatose for half a month did not have any objection to being dirty. The luxurious lady stepped forward to help the woman and feed her water, as if she was taking care of her own child.

In fact, a nobleman like her would not even take such personal care of her children. She would have servants, wives, and wet nurses around her.

Qin Hu suddenly felt a sore nose.

Is she so reluctant to forget every bit of kindness?

The letter in front of me became a little blurry.

There are traces of tears on the letter. The person who wanted to write this letter stopped writing and shed tears when he wrote this.

"...With her like this, the Qin family has nothing to worry about, so your father is at ease. Let's go back to Sichuan and do whatever we can, and be at ease."

"Oh, by the way, before leaving, she asked me to tell a joke..."

Qin Hu took away the paper and looked at the next one.

"This time, she smiled."

The corners of Qin Hu's mouth curled up.

I just don't know if she is laughing as lightly as before.

"Afterlife."

A voice said in his ear, interrupting Qin Hu's reverie.

He raised his head and looked at the traveling merchant beside him.

"Do you want more tea?" the traveler asked with concern.

Qin Hu smiled and shook his head while putting away the letter paper in his hand.

"No need, I'm going to the city." He said, grabbing the crutch beside him.

There were too many people in the room and the space was small, so the traveler hurriedly got up and helped him.

Qin Hu stood up with some difficulty and stabilized his crutches.

"Thank you very much, husband." He said.

"No, no, no, no," the traveler waved hurriedly.

"You have to pity me for being a cripple?" Qin Hu looked at him and smiled.

The foot merchant was stunned for a moment when he was told this, and then started talking again.

Yes, he did pity the lame man...

But it is difficult to distinguish between pity and contempt in the eyes of disabled people.

It must have excited this young youngster.

While chatting with each other, he saw this young man saluting towards him.

"But pity is also kind-hearted. Thank you very much, father-in-law." He said.

The traveler was stunned for a moment and then laughed.

"You're welcome," he said. "It's a big effort, but I don't want to thank you for it."

As he spoke, he hurriedly turned around to help him block the people walking around the room.

"Give way, give way."

What is rare is not the effort of others, but the trust and acceptance of others' efforts.

It is actually quite easy to accept and believe, and the result is not terrible. He has been living a pretty good life along the way.

Qin Hu smiled and walked out with the foot merchant on crutches, saluted again outside the tea shed and left.

Not long after, there was a lot of excitement on the road.

Two horses came galloping from the city. The passers-by had already dispersed. When the passers-by saw these two men, they did not recognize them as the people who had been welcomed into the city by a group of officials.

"Sir, did you read that correctly?" the boy shouted, "How is this possible! How come Master Qin is here?"

Zhou Hui ignored him and went directly to the tea shed.

He won't be wrong, he won't be wrong.

After entering the city and sitting at the banquet prepared by the officials of the city, he felt more and more uneasy as the sight in front of the city gate kept flashing across his face.

It's him! It must be him!

That bastard is always the one who attracts the most attention even if he is thrown into a mud pit full of people.

"Sir, would you like some drink..." The store owner greeted the person rushing towards him enthusiastically. Before he finished speaking, the person walked past him and stood in the room.

The joking people in the room stopped and looked at this heroic young man.

Zhou Hao's eyes swept over, but he didn't see the person he was looking for.

"Where is the person sitting here just now? He is a young man with a Sichuan accent." He stood in front of a building and asked.

The foot merchant said.

"Young master, are you talking about the young master with handicapped legs and feet?" he said.

He said that the young man would not be alone, he must have relatives and friends all over the world.

Zhou Feng's expression was startled.

"Having trouble with your legs and feet?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm on crutches. I just walked..."

Naturally, people with handicapped legs and feet will remember it better, so they talked about it one after another.

Zhou Hui couldn't hear anything else they said, only the repeated sentence buzzed in his ears.

How could it be? How could it be!

"Sir, go find someone from the government office and come together to find him."

"Since Mr. Qin has entered the city, he must not have left yet. No matter how big the city is, it can only live in these places. Once the city gate is closed, he can't escape."

The boy said loudly, urging the horse to follow.

Zhou Hui suddenly stopped his horse again.

"No need to look for it." He said, looking in one direction, "He can't go far like this."

The boy followed his gaze blankly and saw a young man sitting in front of a letter writing stall not far away, with a bamboo tube, a bow and a cane at his feet.

This crutch is particularly conspicuous.

People who use crutches naturally cannot walk fast or far.

The boy's eyes turned to the young man. He was sitting cross-legged, leaning slightly, lowering his head and writing something with the pen and paper on the letter stand. His expression was focused and his profile was handsome.

"What a young master of the Qin family." He couldn't help but murmured.

It’s really him!

Why is he here?

Zhou Hao suddenly raised his feet and took a step, but stopped again.
To be continued...