ebookland Chapter 100 Princess Qiulan
Chapter 100 Princess Qiulan
The woman's lips curled up slightly, forming a gentle smile, and she looked softly at the people in front of her.
He asked softly, "You all must have come here to escape this torrential rain, right? There's quite a bit of space in here, why don't we all stay here and take shelter from the wind and rain for now?"
The woman's words were as gentle as a spring breeze. As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of raindrops pattering came from afar, growing louder and more sparse.
As if the heavens had heard the woman's invitation, they couldn't wait to shower down rain.
Seeing this, the maid standing next to the woman quickly opened an oil-paper umbrella and carefully held it over her head to shield her mistress from the increasingly dense raindrops.
Then, she gently took the woman's arm and led her slowly into the ancestral hall.
Li Shiting raised his head, looked up at the gloomy sky, frowned slightly, and said with a worried expression.
"Judging from this, this rain is going to be heavy! Everyone needs to step up their efforts and help out."
After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the ancestral hall.
Upon hearing this, the others followed suit and filed in.
However, when they entered the ancestral hall, they found that a relatively dry corner had already been occupied by the people of Sichao.
Just then, those who had not yet entered the ancestral hall suddenly saw a dazzling bolt of lightning streak across the sky like a silver snake, instantly illuminating the entire sky.
Immediately afterwards, a deafening thunderclap resounded, like ten thousand horses galloping, with overwhelming momentum.
At the same time, faint screams of terror from a woman and the innocent cries of children could be heard from afar, which evoked pity in one's heart.
Before long, large raindrops began to fall densely, like beads from a broken string.
In the blink of an eye, the world was shrouded in a white curtain of rain, blurring one's vision and making it feel as if one were in a cloud of mist.
Just as the rain was pouring down, a dozen villagers rushed over with umbrellas in hand.
Without a word, they quickly joined the busy crowd, some helping to hold the horses, while others worked together to neatly arrange all sorts of items.
In a short time, the somewhat noisy and chaotic scene gradually became orderly.
In the torrential downpour, the rain pounded wildly against the ground, splashing up sprays of water.
After everyone had finished getting ready, including the brave and fearless soldiers...
No one from Daya's side was spared; they were all drenched by the sudden downpour, becoming veritable "drowned rats."
They were soaking wet, as if they had just been pulled out of the water, and ran frantically toward the ancestral hall in a disheveled state.
As soon as she entered the ancestral hall, Daya anxiously asked the village chief, "Grandpa Village Chief, is there a doctor in the village? This rain came too suddenly, and everyone got soaked. It would be terrible if we all got sick."
To everyone's surprise, the village chief nodded and replied, "Yes, our village does have a barefoot doctor."
Upon hearing this, Daya felt somewhat relieved. She quickly took out a small piece of silver from her pocket and handed it to the village chief. She then rattled off the names of three or four common medicines, asking the village chief to help her fetch some.
However, the village chief looked at the gleaming silver in front of him and waved his hands repeatedly, resolutely refusing to accept it.
He said with a look of panic, "Oh dear, no, no! How could I accept money from such a noble person?"
These ordinary people would rather avoid officials than accept bribes from them; they just want to live a few more years.
After a brief exchange of pushing and shoving, seeing the village chief's insistence, Daya decided not to force the issue any further.
Then, the village chief called a few people to get the medicine.
At this moment, several enthusiastic villagers came in one after another, carrying bundles of dry firewood and a brazier.
They quickly lit two roaring bonfires inside the ancestral hall, and the warm firelight instantly illuminated the entire hall, bringing warmth to everyone.
Not long after, the village chief returned with the medicinal herbs that Daya needed.
Daya and her companions immediately got busy, starting a fire to brew the medicine.
After all, so many people were soaked in the rain. If measures are not taken in time to prevent illness, the consequences could be disastrous if someone catches a cold or fever.
Daya specially cooked two pots of medicinal soup, enough for forty or fifty people to drink, but in reality, not everyone had to drink these medicines; it was just in case.
At the same time, a fragrant aroma wafted from the other side of the ancestral hall.
It turned out that several other quick-handed people were busy cooking.
With the weather suddenly turning unusually cold, a hearty meal is especially important for everyone at this moment.
After the medicine was cooked, Da Ya kindly shared some with the soldiers of the opposing dynasty.
It was still the same imposing General Fu, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed, staring suspiciously at the steaming bowl of medicine in front of him, and he said sternly, "What kind of medicine is this? It's poisoned."
Upon hearing this, Shanzi, who was standing to the side, flew into a rage. His eyes widened, and he roared furiously, "You ungrateful wretch!"
We meant well, painstakingly prepared the medicine and shared some with you, worried that you might catch a cold after being soaked in the torrential rain. And yet you turn around and accuse us of poisoning you.”
On the other hand, Daya appeared quite calm, and she quickly reached out to stop the emotionally agitated Shanzi.
He then explained to General Fu in a gentle tone, "General, these are just medicinal soups for treating colds and flu."
Unfortunately, the weather turned bad, and everyone suffered from this torrential rain.
We specially prepared these herbal decoctions only to prevent colds and fevers; there is absolutely no intention to harm them in any way.
However, General Fu seemed unmoved, coldly snorting, "Hmph, how could this general so easily trust you..."
Before he could finish speaking, the woman on their side finally spoke up: "General Fu, please don't be impatient. In my opinion, they should have no ill intentions."
After speaking, the woman nodded slightly to Daya and said apologetically in a soft voice, "I'm really sorry, young lady."
Our caution is not intended to make things difficult for you two; it is simply General Fu's way of protecting me.
Shanzi's anger vanished instantly after hearing the woman's reasonable words.
Without saying a word, he snatched the pot full of medicine from Da Ya's hand, poured himself a full bowl without hesitation, and then drank it all in one gulp.
Looking at General Fu, she said, "Well, do you believe me now?" Then she ignored him and walked back.
Da Ya looked at the woman and said, "Young lady, please take the medicine over and let everyone drink it. They just got caught in the rain, and drinking some medicine will prevent them from getting sick."
After Da Ya finished speaking, she returned to her spot, while Hong Pijing, who was not far away, was watching the woman intentionally or unintentionally.
When Afu saw Daya return, he brought out a bowl of food and said with a smile, "Come, come, Daya, eat quickly, don't catch a cold later."
Daya simply smiled and nodded at him, then took the bowl from Afu and began to eat.
After everyone finished eating, it was still pouring rain outside, so they had to wait there until the rain stopped.
A short while later, the woman arrived, accompanied by General Fu and two soldiers, presumably his deputy generals.
A woman dressed in gorgeous clothes and with a beautiful face walked gracefully towards Da Ya. She spoke softly, "Miss, thank you for bringing this bowl of medicine."
Upon hearing this, Daya quickly waved her hand and replied with a smile, "This young lady is too kind. Everyone encounters difficulties when traveling, and it is only natural to help out."
Seeing that Daya was so straightforward, the woman nodded slightly and said, "Since that's the case, then I won't stand on ceremony anymore, otherwise it would seem that I'm being too formal."
After speaking, the woman turned slightly to the side, her beautiful eyes sweeping over the imposing Spirit King beside her.
After a slight hesitation, he asked softly, "May I ask if this young master is His Highness the King of Ling Kingdom?"
When King Ling saw the woman asking him a question, he nodded slightly and said slowly, "Oh? I didn't expect anyone to recognize me. That's quite unexpected."
The woman smiled gracefully and replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, when I was young thirteen years ago, I had the honor of seeing Your Majesty's splendor in the palace, which is why I was able to recognize you at a glance today."
After a brief pause, the woman bowed again and continued, "Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Princess Qiulan of the Sichao Kingdom."
Upon hearing this, King Ling remained calm and composed, simply replying, "Hmm... I do have some recollection of this matter."
Back then, when I met your father, I think I also saw a beautiful little girl, who must have been you.
Time flies. In just over a decade, the little girl has blossomed into such a graceful and captivating young woman.