Bind health system after exile

Qin Shumei was horrified. Dayu's movements were already very light. After entering the room, the two of them remained motionless and turned to silent mode. How did this person know that someone else had entered the room?

She was quite timid in her hometown, and even though she was called out, she hesitated and refused to take a step.

Dayu had long guessed that the man in the room was the person Qin Shumei wanted to see. He originally wanted the two to meet, but seeing her like this, he immediately pushed Qin Shumei, but he fell out of the window

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She was unprepared and was pushed violently. She stumbled and fell forward two or three steps. She just happened to step out of the wing and into Yang Zhaoquan's sight.

Because Gan Yiwen came in just after nightfall, and before all the lights were in the room, there was only a candle in the corner, flickering with a weak flame and slowly weeping candle tears.

Yang Zhaoquan heard the noise and looked up. The person gradually became clearer in his sight. He could no longer maintain his calm gaze, and his dark brown eyes trembled slightly.

"Shu Mei?"

Qin Shumei didn't have time to adjust her clothes and hair, so she just tightened her sleeves blankly. She was a little embarrassed, and because she was too excited, she could only clench her fists harder to restrain her trembling.

"It's me."

She responded, her voice as stiff as her movements. But as soon as she opened her mouth, a spring hole seemed to break in her heart, and a spring of joy named "Reunion" gurgled out, moistening her heart.

Her eyes seemed to be echoing this inner spring, and salty tears welled up, gathering like a stream and gathering at her chin, forming a crystal drop.

"It's me...it's me!"

For a moment, Qin Shumei couldn't feel the pain on her body. She took a few steps and rushed towards Yang Zhaoquan, who was also struggling to get up from the bed.

"Are you okay? Are you injured? How did you get it?"

Yang Zhaoquan completely lost his indifference towards Gan Yiwen. Although he was not good at expressing his inner emotions, he could not suppress his instinct to care about the people he liked.

Regardless of the involved shoulder injury, he held her hand in his palm and looked at her whole body up and down.

"I'm fine. I'm not hurt much. Someone brought me here."

Qin Shumei answered his three consecutive questions with a trembling voice. A pair of eyes scanned him back and forth, and finally fixed her gaze on his left shoulder.

"It's much better now."

Touching her hand, Yang Zhaoquan felt that his body and mind were at ease, and even his immobile calves were no longer so annoying.

"How did you get separated from the team that day?"

Yang Zhaoquan asked gently, and his movements were even gentler. He stretched out his thumb, gently rubbed off Qin Shumei's dirty face when she climbed over the wall, and then trimmed her hair.

"I dropped my head, and I don't remember much about that day. I just remembered that someone opened the carriage door and put me into a sack." Her voice became softer. "I was beaten a few times and then I fainted.

When you wake up again, you will have left the team."

Although Yang Zhaoquan's smile remained unchanged, the veins on his forehead were already bulging out.

"They put a sack on you and beat you?"

Seeing that he was angry, Qin Shumei quickly stood up and showed herself around.

"Look, isn't it good for me now? It's all over now!"

Of course she couldn't get over this matter. She was not a holy lady with a big heart. After being hit several times, she even asked the assailant if his hand hurt.

But now, you still have to endure when you should.

Yang Zhao's body was seriously injured and he was still dragging his half-disabled arms and ribs. Three Yan even didn't know what the situation was. No matter how angry he was, he couldn't fight back. Why bother thinking about this revenge at the moment?

I feel uncomfortable. Wouldn’t it be nice to wait until the day I can beat him back and then beat him back happily?

A gentleman's revenge is never too late.

Yang Zhaoquan lowered his head and was silent for a moment.

He has been mostly bedridden since he was injured. He was only wearing pajamas at this time, and his black hair was hanging down. His shiny hair under the weak candlelight overshadowed his face, which was pale due to excessive blood loss.

"Shu Mei, let's go."

Qin Shumei was in a daze and sat back down by his bed again.

"Go? Where?"

Yang Zhaoquan lowered his head, no longer as happy as before.

"Someone must have helped you get into the house, right? How could you sneak into this room on your own without alerting Gan's house?"

Before Qin Shumei opened her mouth, Yang Zhaoquan pressed his index finger on her lips.

"If I'm not wrong, that person hasn't left yet?"

It is true that Dayu will not leave. Lai Ge ordered him to be the messenger for both parties. He will not really leave before receiving the agreed thank you.

Seeing her nodding, Yang Zhaoquan took out a box from beside his pillow.

"Shu Mei, go out with that man, take this money, and go far away."

"But, we were exiled together. How could I do this while you are here? We have just arrived in Liangzhou, and this..."

Qin Shumei was a little incoherent. She did not pick up the box. She only caught Yang Zhaoquan's evasive eyes and tried hard to see what was in his eyes. She didn't understand how the conversation turned into this if it was fine just now.

"This is not as simple as you think. If you follow me, you will only get more hurt."

"But…"

"In urgent matters, the emperor is just using your marriage as a cover. Even if you leave now, no one will pursue it. This whole matter has nothing to do with you. You don't have to be involved in it!"

"But I'm already involved!"

Hearing the intention of clearing up the relationship in his words, Qin Shumei's voice became louder uncontrollably, her eyes widened, and when she looked at Yang Zhaoquan's face through her tears, she found that his face was distorted and blurry.

"Your Highness?"

Her voice alerted the guards outside, and some people with high vigilance started asking.

"Nothing."

Yang Zhaoquan's voice was calm as he sent out, and the outside became quiet.

The guards glanced at each other. The His Highness inside had a bad temper and was very angry. They were not allowed to enter the house at will. Their husband also asked them to do everything according to His Highness's instructions. They did not dare to enter the house rashly, but they were also suspicious of what they had just said.

After hearing the sound, I could only leave the hospital to find my husband to report back.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yang Zhaoquan spoke faster.

"They have gone to report back. Gan Shouyuan will be here soon. You have to leave quickly!"

Seeing that she was just shedding tears, Yang Zhaoquan simply opened the box and stuffed the thin banknotes inside into her purse.

"You are involved, but don't you have a chance to escape now? Why follow us through blood and fire? The battlefield is nothing but child's play!"

"But we..." Qin Shumei couldn't accept his words.

"Nothing about us!"

Yang Zhaoquan grabbed her shoulder blade with his right hand, his fingers were like eagle claws, and his eyes looking at Qin Shumei were lustful and a little erratic. He spoke every word as if he was telling himself.

"From the beginning, there was no us. There was only you and me."

These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Qin Shumei on the head hard, even harder than the one she hit in the carriage, and her whole head was covered.

"This is my way, don't get involved anymore."

Yang Zhaoquan moved his body slowly, leaving his back to Qin Shumei, no longer keeping his eyes on her tear-strewn face.

"Walk."

The voice was low and decisive, leaving no room for maneuver.

Her staggering steps disappeared in the direction of the wing. Yang Zhaoquan raised his sleeves and wiped away the water marks on his face.

Now that his legs are unable to move independently and he is trapped in an enemy camp, there is no way to guarantee her safety. What's more, what he is going to take next is a road of no return with mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Yang Zhaoquan was unable and unwilling to put the one he loved in such a dangerous place. Instead of ending up with both of them covered in bruises, it was better to let her go now and let her enjoy the rest of her life. During those times, she would not be herself.

will be better.