Zhao Yun didn't know what to say, so he immediately said goodbye.

Jia Xu sat alone in the study, frowning with his eyebrows, and his thoughts surged like a tide.

He knew that Xi Yu was coming back soon, and when he thought that Xi Yu might know about this, his heart was filled with anxiety.

"If the Prime Minister knew, what would he think of me? Will he believe me?" Jia Xu asked in his heart.

He recalled the reason for his drunkenness and couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart.

He realized that his imbalance and jealousy made him lose his mind after being drunk and now he regretted it.

"How could I be so stupid? It caused a disaster because of a moment of impulse?" Jia Xu blamed himself.

Wu Guotai and Zhao Qiang still lived in that quiet small village.

Now Wu Guotai has become very well-behaved, and Zhao Qiang's eyes are no longer full of hostility.

However, at noon that day, the situation changed.

Wu Guotai sat in the yard, muttering something in his mouth, and started chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Her voice was clear and loud, echoing in the air.

When Zhao Qiang heard this voice, he immediately understood Wu Guotai's intention.

I just want to change myself in this way, how is this possible?

His face turned gloomy and he shouted angrily: "Stop shouting! Otherwise I will kill you!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Wu Guotai's eyes, but she did not stop chanting the scriptures.

Her voice became more firmer, as if she was confronting Zhao Qiang's threat.

When Zhao Qiang saw that Wu Guo was too unmoved, his anger became more and more burning.

He clenched his fists and was about to walk towards Wu Guotai.

"I just want you to understand that kindness and tolerance are the true meaning of life." Wu Guotai said calmly.

But Zhao Qiang still plans to solve the problem by force.

He finally attacked Wu Guotai.

After being beaten, Wu Guo couldn't stand it, so he had to stop.

After a while, Wu Guotai slowly stopped chanting scriptures, and her heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and the pain was unbearable.

"Why should I suffer this? If I had known it, I should have stayed at home and not see my daughter." She murmured to herself.

Her thoughts were chaotic, and her heart was filled with regret and self-blame.

What would they think if the son and daughter knew about the suffering she suffered?

Will you feel sad for her?

Wu Guotai's tears slid down his cheeks, dripping like pearls with broken threads.

She cried silently, and the pain in her heart surged like a tide.

On the other side, Zhuge Jin was anxious and galloped on the road to Youzhou.

He was extremely anxious, and Wu Guotai's disappearance made him worried.

Long-term running and worrying made Zhuge Jin's body gradually lose its support.

At a intersection, he suddenly felt dizzy, his body lost balance, fell off his horse, and then fainted on the ground.

After a while, a hunter passed by.

He saw Zhuge Jin lying on the ground and hurriedly stepped forward to check. The hunter frowned and said to himself: "Looking at this person's outfit, he is either rich or noble, how could he faint here?"

He gently shook Zhuge Jin's body and tried to wake him up.

Seeing that Zhuge Jin had no reaction, Hunter decided to carry him back to his home.

He carefully carried Zhuge Jin and walked steadily towards the home.

The Hunter's home is located in a small wooden hut in the mountains surrounded by dense woods.

The house is simple and tidy, exuding a faint smell of wood.

The hunter placed Zhuge Jin on the bed, then brought a basin of clean water and gently wiped his forehead.

He looked at Zhuge Jin with concern and said, "Sir, you must get better soon."

In the evening, Zhuge Jin's consciousness gradually recovered, and he slowly opened his eyes and saw the hunter.

The hunter told him what happened after he fainted.

Zhuge Jin said gratefully: "Thank you for your help. I was in a hurry and my health was out of control. Thank you for your help."

The hunter smiled and shook his head: "You have to be polite, saving people is your duty. How do you feel now?"

Zhuge Jin moved his body for a while and felt a little weak.

"By the way, where is my horse?"

The hunter said that he was only concerned about saving Zhuge Jin at that time, and had long forgotten that the horse probably had run away now.

Zhuge Jin frowned and said worriedly: "I must find the horse as soon as possible. I have such a thing."

The hunter nodded.

"I understand your mood, but your body needs to recover. It's not too late to rest here for a few days and wait until your body is better before setting off. Now I'll look for your horse, I don't know if it can be found."

So the hunters came to the place where they discovered Zhuge Jin.

But there are no horses here.

The hunter also felt a little careless.

At that time, I was only concerned about saving people, so how could I ignore the horse?

The hunter walked back, and suddenly, a tempting fragrance wafted over, attracting his attention.

The fragrance seemed to be coming from the woods ahead.

Out of curiosity, the hunter decided to go into the woods to find out.

He walked in the direction of the fragrance and gradually saw several figures sitting around, baking something.

When they got closer, the hunters found that what they were baking was horse meat.

A sense of confusion surged in his heart, and he asked quickly: "How many, where did this horse come from?"

One of them raised his head and replied with a smile: "During the daytime we found a horse without a master on the road, so we brought it. The horse meat is so fragrant!"

The hunter's face suddenly became solemn, and he thought to himself that this might be Zhuge Jin's horse.

However, he understood that he could not blame these people.

He took a deep breath and tried to keep his expression calm.

"Oh, so that's it." Hunter said lightly, then turned around and left the scene.

When he left, his heart was filled with helplessness and contradictions. He originally wanted to find the horse for Zhuge Jin, but reality made him helpless.

He walked silently, his thoughts flying.

A few people with barbecue felt very strange.

"What happened to this person just now? Why did you come and ask what meat we roasted?"

"I guess I'm greedy, so I want to come over and ask for some meat."

"But why did he leave without opening his mouth?"

"Is this a matter of saying? He must have spoken embarrassedly and hoped that we would give him some, but we didn't do this, so he had to leave."

The person who said this was a handsome man, and his companions felt that what he said made sense.

But then, a burly man shook his head.

"I guess he might be the owner of the horse and then come to question us."

"It's impossible. If this is the case, how could he leave so peacefully?"

"Obviously, he can't beat us so many."

"Forget it, what's the use of saying so much? Let's eat meat as soon as possible!"

The hunter was very confused. He knew that telling Zhuge Jin this might make him heartbroken, but he was worried that Zhuge Jin would not be able to bear the blow.

"That man looks gentle and weak. How could he have the strength to fight those people? If he told him the truth, it would probably make him even more painful and helpless." The hunter thought to himself.

He hesitated, and there seemed to be two voices quarreling in his heart.

A voice said, "You should tell him and let him know the truth."

Another voice retorted: "No, that will only make him in a desperate situation, so let him continue to recover from his injuries with peace of mind."

In the end, Hunter decided to bury this secret deep in his heart.

The hunter wandered outside for a long time before slowly returning home.
To be continued...