King, Queen Wants Divorce Again! - Chapter 375

When the rain stopped, the rain on the eaves meandered down and splashed a drop of water under the corridor, which brought the boundless spring scenery to a close and turned into summer fanghuai.

In the early morning after the rain, Jiangsu and Zhejiang had packed up all their bags and wanted to go to the north and south of the Yangtze River.

At this time, my sister walked the journey.

He didn’t let his sister know when he left home, because he knew that he would be nagged and that he couldn’t see the scene of parting. It’s better to take a light ride and go to see the great rivers and mountains with his husband like this.

“Father, it’s time to go back.” Su Zheyuan hugged Su Qianshan. The ferry in the morning had already been crowded. Many people like him were saying goodbye to their family and friends, stepping on the waterway and heading south.

Su Qianshan was pleased, but insisted on seeing him on board.

“I don’t know how to go here. I can’t stop you if you insist on going. Just don’t give up your studies. If you encounter difficulties on the way, you have to listen to your husband’s advice.”

He has been foolish for many years. Now he has not studied Scriptures for a year. Because of his great sense of responsibility, he is forced to stay in the Su family courtyard to study poetry and handouts.

The Su family, the richest man in the Qi Dynasty, needs a qualified heir, not a scientific scholar.

Su Zheyuan told himself and his father that he wanted to grow up quickly. After knowing all the words and simple scriptures, he wanted to grow up and learn all the way. He wanted to become the backbone of the Su family in two years.

In May, on the way to Jiangnan, I heard that my brother-in-law ascended the throne and thought again and again, but he still didn’t return to Beijing. Once the trip started, he didn’t want to be interrupted again and again.

He went to the salt shop in Jiangdong, to the weaving workshop in Suzhou, to the coast, and to Fuzhou. The real little owner came. He had heard of it for a long time. On the one hand, he compared the difference between the little owner and the current queen, and on the other hand, he began to share with Youyan what the queen did in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Although exaggerated, Su Zheyuan also learned how capable her sister was at the beginning.

After sighing, she felt pity. This should have been her brother’s responsibility. She should have been a carefree young lady. She only had to enjoy the love of her father and brother all day.

Although Su Zixuan is happy with this, as a brother, he always feels that his sister pretends to be happy just to avoid guilt.

Approaching winter, after two seasons, he came to Nanzhao.

The Su family’s business came all the way. He learned a lot. While teaching him scriptures, his husband did not forget to teach him the truth of being a man. The housekeeper who went with him also told him the way of doing business.

Su Zheyuan thought that this was the greatest harvest of his trip. He learned scriptures and was familiar with business. When he returned from his trip, he could really reassure his father and sister.

But fate stresses coincidence, and fate comes suddenly.

At this moment, the woman in coarse clothes and cloth, with a silk scarf hanging on her face, is taking good care of the patients everywhere.

Nanzhao has a lot of miasma. These men of Qi Dynasty came here all the way. They are acclimatized. Many people in the team can’t support and fall down. It happened that a war broke out on the border soon. Now they don’t even have time to return home.

I knew I wouldn’t go all the way south. I blame him for listening to people all the way. He couldn’t help but want to come to Nanzhao to find out.

The woman in front of me was the doctor picked up by the undertaker on the road.

They did not dare to expose their identity as Daqi people. They have lived here for several days, and they did not dare to ask for directions and find a doctor easily.

It was not easy to find a woman doctor on the road, so no one said anything.

It was su Zheyuan who came out of the inner room. Because he had used too many good things for diagnosis and treatment, he was not poisoned by malaria, but he looked familiar at the appearance of the female doctor.

“Miss Tao.” Su Zheyuan’s eyes stopped on the figure of the woman in front of her, saw her pause for a moment, and then looked back in doubt.

With bright eyes and curved eyebrows, Su Zheyuan was surprised by such eyes and looked into his heart.

“It’s you, little fool.” Tao Muyun changed his cold doctor’s appearance and showed a lively little face to Su Zheyuan. He didn’t expect to meet acquaintances.

“Why are you here? It’s all your people,” Tao Muyun began to talk to himself before waiting for Su Zheyuan to speak. He found that there was something wrong with his anger for a while.

Those men stared at themselves with bad looks. Tao Muyun looked at the source of Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Su Zheyuan was quite helpless and bowed to the audience, “don’t get me wrong, this is the miracle doctor Tao girl who cured me.”

Everyone knew that Tao Muyun’s eyes were not as bad as before.

Others say that the owner must be a fool, because it is against the scales. Miss Tao is right, because she is a life-saving benefactor.

The Nanzhao in October had already been threatened by the cold wind. After being diagnosed and treated, the people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang got better, and they had to talk about Tao Muyun all the time.

Tao Muyun found them a new residence and asked the little boy he saved to run errands for them.

“This is eleven. I saved it on the border of Nanzhao.”

11. His parents died early. He did some speculation by virtue of the convenience of the border market.

He was the eleventh man recruited by a shopkeeper’s staff. Therefore, he gave up his scattered name and named it eleven.

However, the exchange market was closed later, and the shopkeeper hurried back to his hometown, ignoring their buddies, so he left. He had no way out and no livelihood. He was almost unable to live when he was seriously ill. He happened to meet Tao Muyun, who had nothing to do, so he was saved.

Eleven is two years younger than Tao Muyun. This year’s 16 and a half year old boy is very diligent, but Su Zheyuan vaguely feels that his eyes are always full of vigilance and preparedness.