After being forced to leave the marriage, I became the wife of a top scholar.

Chapter 236 Choice
Lin Yunche and his group stayed in Xuancheng for a few more days. Wu Huan's injuries had almost healed, and the matter of the palace was quickly forgotten, as if it had disappeared as if it were just an ordinary house.

Wu Huan leaned against the window and looked outside, while Wu Shuang applied medicine to him from the side.

"Wushuang, what do you plan to do in the future?" Wuhuan asked.

Wu Shuang paused in applying the medicine, causing Wu Huan to grin. "I was just asking about your future plans, you don't have to make me suffer like this!"

Wushuang shook her head slightly, "No! I didn't!"

Wu Huan turned to look at Wu Shuang and said with a smile, "I know you didn't! I was just teasing you. You're still as easily teased as ever!"

Wushuang's hands began to move again as he applied the medicine, but this time his touch was gentle, and Wuhuan no longer felt any pain.

The two of them, one looking out the window with contentment, and the other doing his work with a heavy heart.

Suddenly, Wushuang withdrew her hand, the chill on her back disappeared, and Wuhuan turned around to see Wushuang staring blankly into thought.

"Wushuang?"

"What's wrong?" Wu Huan asked.

Wushuang turned her head and suddenly smiled, "Wuhuan, what do you think, shall we leave this place?"

"Go to a place where there are no people, and simply work at sunrise and rest at sunset."

Wu Huan turned around and said solemnly, "Wu Shuang, are you really willing?"

"You've endured so much hardship to learn this skill, and now you want to live in seclusion in the mountains? Are you really willing to do that?"

Wushuang lowered his head and smiled bitterly. Originally, he was unwilling, but now all his thoughts had been completely erased. What use was his crippled body?
Seeing that Wushuang remained silent, Wuhuan knew that he was unwilling to accept defeat.

“Since we’re not willing to accept this, let’s not live in seclusion in the mountains,” Wuhuan said.

Wushuang stared blankly at Wuhuan. He had always envied Wuhuan's carefree attitude. Just like how he had suffered so much, but still managed to stand up and live like a tenacious little grass.

But where can we go?

"Wushuang felt fear throughout the entire Northern Dynasty!"

They knew he was a monster, and they wouldn't let him go. If Xueqiao imprisoning him in Xueyan Palace was torture, then the strange looks others gave him were also torture.

Wu Huan knew perfectly well that in the Northern Dynasty, someone like Wu Shuang with a blue mark on his neck was an anomaly.

"Why don't we ask Mr. Yun?" Wu Huan suggested.

Wu Shuang frowned slightly. "Mr. Yun has already helped us too much. How can we trouble him again?"

Wu Huan twitched the corner of his mouth. "I was just asking. I didn't ask Mr. Yun to help us with anything."

"Moreover, I heard that Mr. Yun and his group seem to have come from other places."

"Perhaps this can help us get out of here."

Wushuang touched the blue mark on her neck and smiled helplessly, "An outsider is an outsider, no matter where they are."

Wu Huan remained silent, but his raised eyebrows clearly indicated his disapproval. He walked out of the room and circled around Lin Yunche's door a few times, but did not go in for a long time.

Hearing the noise outside the door, Lin Yunche spoke.

"You've been looking around for so long, come in and say what you have to say."

Wu Huan grinned and pushed open the door to walk in. "Mr. Yun! I knew you were a kind-hearted person."

Lin Yunche chuckled, "You can still joke around. It seems your injury has really healed."

Wu Huan hummed in agreement, then closed Lin Yunche's door again and sat down opposite him.

Lin Yunche was wiping his dagger when a cold light flashed in Wu Huan's eyes. Wu Huan tensed up slightly, suddenly unsure whether he should say these words or not.

Seeing him stammering, Lin Yunche smiled and said, "What? Scared?"

Wu Huan wasn't afraid at all. He dared to go alone to face Xue Qiao in place of Lin Yun Che, so what was he afraid of?
"Mr. Yun, do you need a doctor?"

Lin Yunche looked at Wuhuan, then thought of Wushuang. Yes! Wushuang's medical skills were probably the most amazing he had ever seen.

However, Wushuang's medical skills seem even more bizarre.

"What? You want to follow me?"

Wu Huan nodded immediately, then shook his head, which puzzled Lin Yunche. "Why are you nodding and shaking your head all the time?"

"Do you want to come with me or not?"

"If you wish, you can come with us when we leave tomorrow or the day after."

"If you don't want to, I'll have Mr. Yang give you some money, and you can leave."

Lin Yunche spoke frankly and readily.

Wushuang immediately explained, "We don't want to leave."

"However, we cannot go to the capital with you."

"You know, our identities are special, and Wushuang's identity is even more special."

Lin Yunche had already asked Pan Hu to investigate why Wushuang's body could recover so quickly. It turned out that there was a tribe in their Northern Dynasty called the Witch Clan.

The Wu tribe enjoyed a period of great power in the Northern Dynasty, but soon became a victim of the ambitions of various powerful forces.

However, because the people of the Wu tribe have different physical constitutions, they are considered outcasts by all the tribespeople.

Only someone with Wushuang's unique physique could satisfy Xueqiao's perverse needs.

If it were anyone else, they would have died countless times over.

"Wushuang, what exactly is his identity?" Lin Yunche asked knowingly.

Wu Huan pursed his lips. He couldn't say anything, in case Lin Yunche also couldn't tolerate Wushuang, then he would be harming Wushuang.

Wu Huan remained silent, while Lin Yunche kept staring at him, and the two were locked in a stalemate for a moment. Knock, knock, knock! A very soft knock came from outside the door.

The two exchanged a knowing smile, and Lin Yunche said "Come in," before Wushuang timidly pushed open the door and entered.

“I knew Wuhuan was here, so…”

Wushuang was afraid that Wuhuan would cause trouble for Lin Yunche, so she came to check on him.

Wu Huan smiled at Wu Shuang and made room for her.

"Wushuang, Mr. Yun wanted to know your identity, but I didn't tell him." Wuhuan was asking for praise like a child.

Wu Shuang glanced at Lin Yunche with some alarm, but when she saw that he was just smiling and showed no sign of annoyance, she relaxed.

“There’s nothing I can’t say! Mr. Yun, I am a descendant of a fallen ethnic group from the Northern Dynasty.”

“Our people are called the shamans.”

“We understand medicine and poisons, and our physical condition is also more special than others.”

“Mr. Yun, if you keep me here, it will probably cause you a lot of trouble.”

Wushuang didn't want to deceive Lin Yunche, so she made her point clearly.

Lin Yunche burst into laughter, which stunned both Wushuang and Wuhuan.

"It seems you are not suited to stay in the Northern Dynasty."

Wushuang and Wuhuan had vaguely guessed that Lin Yunche was not from the Northern Dynasty, and now it seems that their guess was correct.

Wu Huan looked at Lin Yunche with excited, sparkling eyes, waiting for Lin Yunche to say something next.

"You should go to the Shang Kingdom!"

“My wife can take care of you.”

Upon hearing that it was a woman, a hint of fear flashed in the eyes of both Wushuang and Wuhuan.

After Lin Yunche noticed this, he said, "She is not Xueqiao, she wasn't in the past, she isn't now, and she won't be in the future. You don't need to worry."

Wu Huan and Wu Shuang were relieved of half of their worries, but the remaining half could only be determined by seeing the person in person.

"Mr. Yun, the Shang Kingdom and the Northern Dynasty have always been irreconcilable enemies. How can we get to the Shang Kingdom?" Wu Huan asked.

Lin Yunche smiled wickedly, "You don't need to worry about that. We will be going to the capital tomorrow or the day after. I will have Mr. Yang make the arrangements. You can just follow his people."

Wushuang and Wuhuan exchanged a glance, then nodded heavily.

Two days later, Lin Yunche led his men to the capital, while Wushuang and Wuhuan returned to the Shang Kingdom with the people arranged by Yang Cong.

"Wushuang, I hope we haven't made a mistake this time." Wuhuan said, looking back at Lin Yunche as he rode away on his horse.

Wushuang didn't speak, but just looked south. Hope.

The State of Shang, Huaizhou City.

Ever since the Fang family was driven out of Huaizhou City by the Du family, the Du family's business has been getting better and better.

They now practically monopolize all the cloth business in Huaizhou City.

Fabric merchants from other cities flocked to the Du family, eager to inquire whether they could supply them with this high-quality fabric.

Of course, many of the fabric merchants came to find out more.

After all, they believed that the Du family had subsidized the fabric at such a low price.

But the Fang family has been gone for so long, and the Du family's fabrics have not only not increased in price, but have even shown a downward trend, which they find puzzling.

At this moment, Du Wei was sitting in the Lin family's house drinking tea. She had just seen Lord Cui being tormented by Master Luo, who made him cry bitterly.

"Wanqing, is Lord Cui's illness really that serious?"

"The treatment seems more frightening than the illness itself."

Bai Wanqing chuckled. Others might not know, but she did. Her grandmaster was deliberately making things difficult for Lord Cui.

A few days ago, Lord Cui had gotten used to the medicinal bath that Grandmaster Luo had given him, but before Lord Cui could catch his breath for even two days, Grandmaster Luo doubled the amount of medicine in the bath.

Master Luo seemed to enjoy falling asleep to the sound of Lord Cui's screams.

Bai Wanqing was also wondering if Lord Cui had offended her grandmaster when he was young, but this was ultimately her grandmaster's business, and as long as Lord Cui could handle it, she didn't intend to get involved.

"My master's temperament is different from that of ordinary people, so his methods of healing are naturally different from those of ordinary people."

"Aunt Du, haven't you noticed that Lord Cui's complexion has improved a little lately?"

Did she notice? Of course she noticed!

"Wanqing is right. I have noticed that Lord Cui's complexion has indeed become much rosier these days."

"You seem more energetic than before!"

Fengniang and Ruixin stood aside, secretly covering their mouths and laughing. If Lord Cui knew this, he would definitely be furious.

At this moment, Lord Cui was soaking in the bathtub, his face pale.

"Miracle doctor, could you remove only half of this poison?"

"As long as it doesn't harm my life, that's fine!" Lord Cui said pitifully to Master Luo.

Master Luo blew on his beard and growled, "As the doctor says."

"Having served as a subject for so many years, don't you understand this simple principle?"

"Are there things you can bargain about?"

What could Lord Cui say now? He could only endure it! Besides enduring it, could he really expect anyone else to cure the poison in his body?
(End of this chapter)