After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

Chapter 22
"Kick the door, it doesn't feel right."

As soon as Cheng Weiyao finished speaking, Wen Chengyun violently opened the door, and both of them looked at the bed in unison.

"It looks like it's burned. I'll take care of it first. My husband will discuss it with the official messenger and we'll leave later."

Cheng Weiyao frowned slightly, and suddenly had an idea in her heart.

Those who should come will still come, it's just a matter of time, falling ill in an inn is better than falling ill in the wilderness.

With a slight movement of her consciousness, she slipped a gold-encrusted bracelet from the warehouse of the space, pretending to have withdrawn from her wrist, and gently stuffed it into Wen Chengyun's hand.

"lady?"

Wen Chengyun's long eyebrows were slightly frowned, Cheng Weiyao was responsible for all the money and effort to manage this journey, in order to pretend to be down and out, he didn't show any money.

As long as there are some small items, that's fine. Most of the items on this body are beloved items, and he feels a little guilty.

"It's a blessing to be able to delay saving people's lives for a little while, my husband, go quickly."

Cheng Weiyao smiled indifferently, but her thoughts had already drifted to the supplies that Li Yi sent last night, which seemed to contain medicine for fever.

Cheng Weiyao reached out and touched the imperial concubine's forehead, and then opened the closed doors and windows in the house for ventilation. It seemed that Li Yi's voyeurism frightened everyone, and they were shut tightly when they slept at night.

"What are you doing? My mother is ill. You should cover yourself and sweat at this time."

Wen Liyu obviously heard the news from Wen Chengyun's mouth, and rushed to see Cheng Weiyao who opened the window and wanted to stop it.

"Do you know why high fever is easy to kill people? Pedantism, sweating is not a panacea, just like I said that mushrooms can be eaten, do you believe me or not?"

Cheng Weiyao explained a few words helplessly, the movements of her hands were not slow at all, she twisted the wet handkerchief and put it on the forehead of the imperial concubine.

Physical cooling combined with drug treatment can be done in half a day, after all, the gold-encrusted bracelet won't last long.

Wen Liyu stopped talking, after all, Cheng Weiyao's words were often inexplicably believable, not to mention that she saw her mother's red face on the bed slightly improved.

"Is there anything I can do to help? Just ask."

"Yes, among the supplies sent by Mr. Li yesterday are Xinliang sweating medicines, such as bupleurum, cohosh, mint, etc., and it is written on the outsourcing oil paper, fry a portion and send it."

Cheng Weiyao couldn't help taking a high look at Wen Liyu. Although this sister-in-law was spoiled and spoiled, she was very filial.

"If you don't know how to start a fire and control it, ask the clerk at the inn for help."

The door was opened by Wen Liyu, Cheng Weiyao suddenly remembered something, and added that she didn't want the kitchen to be burned down by her sister-in-law.

"You don't know how to light a fire!"

Wen Liyu left in a huff after being told of the embarrassment in her heart.

The decoction and cold drink cooling method combined with the medicine quickly brought down the high fever of the imperial concubine, and she gradually became sober. When she woke up, Cheng Weiyao was going to change a veil for her.

"thanks……"

A weak voice came out from the hoarse throat. Although the imperial concubine was in a daze from the fever, she vaguely heard some conversations and knew that it was the daughter-in-law who saved her.

"Mother, you're being polite. The whole family doesn't speak the same language. You can drink some water before taking a rest. We have to hurry later, so I'll go out first."

Cheng Weiyao poured a glass of warm water and handed it to the imperial concubine, she closed the door and exited the room. When passing by the corridor, she glanced at the sky outside the window, feeling a little worried.

As soon as he went downstairs, Wen Chengming, who was sitting in the lobby of the inn, ran over, looked at Cheng Weiyao anxiously and asked, "Sister-in-law, is mother better?"

"It's much better. I've woken up. If I take a rest, I should be able to go on the road normally, but I need someone to support me."

Cheng Weiyao touched Wen Chengming's little head, and replied with a smile, her eyes fell on Wen Liyu's newly changed clothes.

Decocting medicine to make a fire is not a small challenge for a golden branch and jade leaf like Wen Liyu. The medicine is decocted, but the clothes are ruined and black, so I can't take it anymore.

"What? Looks good. These are new clothes I made before. You are about the same size as me. I still have new untouched ones. You can choose whatever you want, for the sake of saving your mother..."

Seeing Cheng Weiyao's gaze resting on her, Wen Liyu raised her chin triumphantly, and at the same time generously promised a benefit.

Her own clothes are hard to find among the people, and they are hard to come by. Now that she is wearing one less on the road to exile, if she is willing to share it, Cheng Weiyao should enjoy it secretly.

"I don't care about these, you like to keep them for yourself."

Cheng Weiyao rubbed her temples, and laughed a little dumbfounded.

She appreciates the sister-in-law's kindness, but not being used to the clothes is an excuse, and the inconvenience is the real thing.

Her eyes scanned the people in the hall. Although they were exiled, everyone basically maintained the clothes they wore when they were rich and powerful. It was good-looking, but it was not practical.

"I see that everyone's clothes are not very convenient. It is a small thing to hang on the road and break the ditch. If you stumble and bump, it is a big problem..."

Cheng Weiyao considered his words, and wanted to suggest that everyone change to a simpler attire, but as soon as he finished speaking, he received a lot of objections.

"Walking outside, don't be rude. Coarse clothes and linen are demeaning. You must never say this again!"

"Although we are exiles, we must not be disrespectful for a day, our heads may be cut off, blood may flow, and our clothes must be straight..."

Cheng Weiyao had no choice but to let go of the objections one after another. According to the way of thinking of these ancients, being rude is sometimes more terrible than dying. She would rather be killed than be rude...

Not only is her thinking solidified, but she is also quite paranoid about the aesthetics of dressing, and Cheng Weiyao feels a little depressed.

"What are you shouting about? You've had enough rest, right? Get ready to go, and call everyone upstairs!"

Wang Gang brought the officials in from outside the inn, and they all saw that they were full and had toothpicks in their mouths.

It just so happened that the imperial concubine had also rested, and a group of people lined up to start from the inn again and headed for the next resting place.

Cheng Weiyao pursed her lips as she looked at the somewhat gloomy sky, and when she lowered her head, she began to pay attention to whether there were any supplies that could be used on the road.

Although she may not be sure, it is always a good thing to be prepared. With this idea in mind, Cheng Weiyao collected a lot of materials with her spiritual sense, and at the same time made a little bit of cover by herself.

"What are you looking at, what do you collect these flowers and plants for?"

In the team of women's relatives, Wen Liyu is the closest to Cheng Weiyao, and her previous actions have taught her to be good, and she knows that it must be good to hang out with Cheng Weiyao.

So the first time she noticed Cheng Weiyao's abnormal behavior, she approached in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)