Judicial Doctor, Wild Princess

The wound was not deep, but the journey back was just too harsh.

Originally, Thousand Meng Yao didn't think much about it. But now that the surroundings had quieted down, the pain became even more intense. Yue Dansheng first wiped his wounds with a wet cloth and then smeared the red powder on his wound.

The medicine was something that Liu Wei had given him before, it was good stuff, it could form a scab in an hour, but it also had side effects, which was that it was very irritating, and it would hurt when she smeared it.

"Alright then."

His reply came so quickly that Thousand Meng Yao was left in a daze. "W-what?"

Yue Dansheng explained herself, "People in the martial arts world, when they see each other, they make promises to help and become allies. It is a common thing, in the early days of the year, I supported my family, so I often went out and walked.

Thousand Meng Yao finally understood. Being sworn brothers was not a big deal. There were many ways to become friends, and people in the martial world, as long as they could get along with each other, would all be considered brothers. Yue Dansheng had always been a carefree person, so she was already familiar with this way, but … Brothers were brothers, while relatives were relatives.

He could become sworn brothers with him, just like he did with other friends, but he wouldn't treat him as his own brother. In his heart, there was only one brother, and even if it was him, Heaven Breaker, he would only be a close friend.

Thousand Meng Yao was especially unconvinced. "Why not?" he asked.

Yue Dansheng furrowed her brows. This was the first time she had begun to reflect on whether or not she had made Thousand Meng Yao too reliant on him during these past two years.

After two years, he had helped to stabilize the conflict, and his footsteps became more and more stable. As long as it was something bad for him, Yue Dansheng would immediately eliminate all of them. This kind of peaceful environment for him to grow up into something he was not willing to part with.

However, this was not a good sign. All good things had to come to an end.

Yue Dansheng thought it through and reminded his in a serious tone, "We agreed upon it at the beginning that I would help you temporarily. You will have to walk your own path in the future."

Qian Meng Yao's eyes turned red and the tip of his nose also turned red. He wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth to speak, his voice turned hoarse. "What if I don't leave well? What if I die when you leave?"

Yue Dansheng spoke as if she was a senior to a junior: "Four Battalion Regiments, three people who are in direct combat formation. Just in terms of the capital, you already have over thirty thousand troops, and can use your clever little head to do good deeds with them. You must remember, the current you is no longer the you who had nothing at all two years ago."

He had initially decided not to cry today. He wanted to use all means at his disposal to hold Yue Dansheng back, but he had also considered using such a stratagem. He wanted to cry until his heart softened, but this method was rejected right after.

But now, he still cried, crying and sobbing. His head smashed onto the ground, burying himself in Yue Dansheng's embrace, pitiful and wronged.

Yue Dansheng patted his back, and slowly consoled him.

After his father died, his identity as the young prince would be feared by many, and when he stayed by his mother's side, he would feel a little at ease. But his mother would only be a mother, and her mother would gently protect him, and take care of him, but she wouldn't teach him how to kill enemies, how to seize power, and those were all things his father should have taught him.

He had wanted to rely on himself to figure it out, but it was too difficult, too difficult. As a young man, he lived under multiple surveillance every day without breathing in even the slightest amount of free air.

Men were ambitious and bold, and he did not want to hide under his mother's dress, to be a mediocre young master, to stand on his own two feet where his father had stood.

On the road, he was fortunate to know Yue Dansheng. In the beginning, he only saw that had extraordinary skills and wanted to keep them for himself.

He felt that the world was no longer dangerous, as if there was a huge mountain standing upright for him. When he was very young, this mountain had always been his father, but now, it seemed to have become Yue Dansheng.

In these two years, Yue Dansheng replaced his father, supported him, helped him, pushed him, helped him clear the way, and flattened his path ahead. The position that she previously thought was impossible to reach in her entire life now seemed to be right in front of him in an instant.

But, Yue Dansheng was going to leave, just like how his father was going to leave his.

He could not keep his father, nor could he keep Yue Dansheng.

It was a very despairing, very sad night. Thousand Meng Yao slept in Yue Dansheng's room, crying as he fell asleep, and Yue Dansheng helped him up onto his bed. After going through this crying and crying, he did not feel sleepy anymore, so he quietly checked his packed luggage. At dawn, he wanted to head out together with Liu Wei and the others.

Before the crowing, Yue Dansheng chose to leave without saying anything. He left a long letter to Thousand Meng Yao, detailing the military power that belonged to the Prince Jiang Palace, the various battalions, the ones waiting in line. She wrote all of the words that she could tell them in that letter, at least in the next year to two years, Thousand Meng Yao could use this letter's information to control tens of thousands of troops perfectly.

As for the longer term, he would need to rely on himself.

Yue Dansheng believed that she could do it. He was a very smart child, as long as he was willing to learn it, she would definitely be able to learn it.

Due to the ruckus from the night before and the alcohol, by the time he woke up the next day, it was already almost noon.

In the familiar room, nothing seemed to have changed. Even the decorations and the vase on the counter were exactly the same as before.

Thousand Meng Yao got off the bed in a daze. When he saw the unwaxed, thick envelope on the table, tears once again welled up in his walnut-like eyes.

He hurriedly wiped off the letter with his sleeve as he hatefully muttered, "In this life, I will never want to see you again!"

But as soon as he said that, he was stunned, because it was possible, really, that he would never see it again.

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