Chapter 50
After this incident, Jiang Yuner caused dissatisfaction among many refugees, and Fu Jue had to order her to be banned as a warning.

He personally came forward to comfort the refugees, and the refugees felt a little better, and praised repeatedly: "My lord, please take good care of that young lady."

"It's really annoying, and even destroyed Miss Wei's wing. I don't know where Miss Wei will live tonight..."

Some refugees complained about Wei Qianqian, Fu Jue was taken aback for a moment, thinking that it was indeed Yun'er who did something wrong this time.

He looked at Wei Qianqian who was standing quietly by the side all the time, his thin lips slightly parted, and was about to speak, but Wei Qianqian took the initiative to hold out his hand and said, "Don't worry, the prince, the grass people have their own places to go."

Being slapped in the face for no reason, Fu Jue was a little worried, his eyes darkened a little, and he said coldly: "If that's the case, then the king will be fine."

Seeing her nodding her head in acquiescence, Fu Jue inexplicably felt a gloom gathering in his heart, making him even more uncomfortable.

He directly looked away at the refugees, and said comfortingly: "In a few days, the disaster will be relieved, please bear with it for a few more days."

The Prince Regent made the promise in person, and the hearts of the refugees warmed up, their eyes shone with joy, and they were all very excited.

"It's saved, it's saved." They cheered repeatedly.

At night, Wei Qianqian silently restored everything in the room to its original state. Originally, she planned to ignore it, but she thought that she would trouble the waiter in the shop in the future.

She restored it by herself, and she was the only figure working hard in the chaotic room.

On the big tree outside the window, Fu Jue sat on the trunk, quietly watching her tidy up.

He thought that the woman would move to rest with the refugees, it seemed that he was overthinking.

Shaking his head, Fu Jue let go of the suspicion in his heart, and left quietly.

Three days later, as Fu Jue said, the disaster has been effectively contained, and the refugees were overjoyed, with joyful smiles on their faces.

Regarding this, Wei Qianqian also breathed a sigh of relief, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Now that the disaster has slowed down, why didn't I seize the time to meet with Zhao Zhao?

What tortured her the most during this period was not the number of refugees, nor the severity of the disaster, but the longing for Zhaozhao.

She didn't know that she had developed such deep feelings for Zhao Zhao.

After this long absence, Wei Qianqian finally tasted the taste of longing, like a feather scratching his heart, all kinds of tastes.

Seeing that the refugees' bodies were gradually recovering, she was very relieved, and at the same time, she couldn't wait any more, and rushed back to the room immediately.

I spent the whole afternoon locked in the room and concentrated on developing the remaining antidote, which made the refugees quite puzzled.

At the same time, worried that Wei Qianqian's body would not be able to bear it, she carefully knocked on the door and said softly, "Miss Wei, you haven't eaten lunch yet, so you have to stop eating dinner."

He said and put the tray in his hand at the door, "We will put the food in front of the door, Miss Wei, you must remember to eat."

Hearing this, Wei Qianqian felt a warm feeling in her heart. It just so happened that her antidote had been successfully made, so she opened the door, smiled at them and said, "Thank you for your concern."

"No, no, it's thanks to Miss Wei that we escaped danger this time." The refugees said shyly.

Then they found a reason to leave, Wei Qianqian hooked her red lips lightly, picked up the food and closed the door.

After dinner, she couldn't wait to find Mr. Li with the antidote.

Mr. Li was cooking soup and medicine, and when he saw her coming, he said happily, "Why is Miss Wei here? Could something have happened?"

"It's nothing, I'm here to deliver the antidote." Wei Qian smiled and shook her head.

Passing the medicine in his hand to him, he did not forget to ask: "These should be enough for the antidote that the refugees will need in the future."

Li Laoxi smiled and nodded while observing the antidote in his hand.

It took him a long time to realize something was wrong with his words, and when he raised his head to ask, Wei Qianqian's figure had long since disappeared.

After the antidote was delivered, Wei Qianqian took his luggage and left quietly.

She never told anyone, even everyone thought she was still there.

The next morning.

As usual, Fu Jue came to check the disaster situation in person, silently scanned the crowd, but did not see Wei Qianqian's figure, and a doubt flashed in his eyes.

Mr. Li walked in front of him and said loudly: "My lord, the current situation is getting better and better. I believe that Anshun and peace will be restored in the near future."

Hearing this, Fu Jue nodded slightly and heaved a sigh of relief. The disaster is too serious, and it is a blessing for the country that it can be alleviated.

When I met the refugees by chance, they all looked grateful and knelt down in front of Fu Jue, weeping in trembling voices:

"Thank you, my lord! If it wasn't for my lord to come to rescue the disaster, we don't know how long we will have to suffer."

"Exemption." Fu Jue replied in a gentle voice.

After a while, Mr. Li suddenly remembered the strange things of last night, and the chat started for a while, so he couldn't help saying: "I don't know why Miss Wei sent all the antidotes over yesterday, and specially asked me to take good care of the refugees."

Fu Jue was startled, and subconsciously asked: "Last night?"

"Exactly." Mr. Li replied.

Fu Jue turned to leave, and Mr. Li looked puzzled. Could it be that his slip of the tongue offended the prince?

Pushing open the door of Wei Qianqian's room, Fu Jue looked at the quiet and empty room, feeling inexplicably melancholy.

Did she leave without saying goodbye?

He walked slowly to the bed in the room, his thoughts continued to flow in his mind, but he obviously didn't know her, why was he so sad?

After a while, the guard ran to the door and shouted, "My lord, someone wants to see you."

Fu Jue put away the turbulent emotions, and responded lightly, "This king knows."

He got up and walked out of the wing room, feeling more and more bored, if not for the business at this time, Fu Jue thought, maybe he would chase the person who left quietly.

When the refugees found out that Wei Qianqian had left without saying goodbye, they were also a little unhappy and rarely mentioned her.After some time, Fu Jue learned about her deeds from them.

They gathered together and whispered, "Miss Wei is such a kind person, why did she leave suddenly?"

"From the first day I saw Miss Wei's face, I knew she would leave." One person responded, feeling the doubtful eyes of others, and explained:

"Miss Wei had a pretty face when she first came here, and she was wearing the newly-released red gauze skirt from Jinsi Pavilion, which made her look like a celestial being."

Fu Jue stood behind him, his pupils dilated slowly, and the red gauze skirt was engraved!
It was Wei Qianqian's favorite piece of clothing some time ago, and she ran a few times for it.

Fu Jue suddenly felt a burst of remorse. It turned out that the person he had been looking for for so long was so close to him, but he actually...wasted this golden opportunity in vain!

(End of this chapter)

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