Married a proud husband after farming

Chapter 1091
Tang Qi injured his shoulder. Although he was recuperating at home, the villagers were talking about it, and he heard the news.

Mu Feng led people into the mountain to hunt again, and after a few days the snow stopped, he would bring the villagers into the mountain again, Tang Qi's eyes darkened.

I'm afraid that hunting is just a cover, these people must have gone into the mountains to investigate, Tang Qi immediately sent a message with a pigeon.

The pigeon flapped its wings and flew towards Panlong Mountain. Tang Qi stood under the window with a grim expression on his face.

He didn't do his errands well, and almost put an arm in. If the snow stopped one day and the guards brought the villagers into the mountain, the Xiao family's raising private soldiers in Panlong Mountain would not be able to hide it.

He assassinated Rong Jiu in the valley, but he didn't expect to help her instead, dispelling the rumors that the shady soldiers made excuses.

The wound on the shoulder was excruciatingly painful, and Tang Qi's expression became even more gloomy and ferocious, thinking about what to do next.

"Tang Qi, Tang Qi,"

At this time, the voice of the village head came from the yard.

Tang Qi injured his shoulder, and the village chief would come to deliver food and medicine every day. With a look in his eyes, Tang Qi had an idea in his heart.

The village head opened the door and came in. Seeing him standing under the window, he hurriedly said, "You haven't healed yet, why are you blowing the wind at the window? Go back and lie down. It's so cold in this cloudy and snowy day that you're going to freeze to the bone. Don't be careless."

Tang Qi suppressed the gloomy look in his eyes, and when he turned to look at the village chief, he had a simple and honest look on his face: "I've been lying down for a long time, and my whole body feels uncomfortable. My bones are hurting, so I'd better get up and move around, to feel comfortable."

The village head lifted the square cloth from the basket, brought out the breakfast and soup and put it on the table: "This morning, my mother made dumplings, stuffed with leeks, eat them while they are hot."

"I've troubled the village chief for the past few days." Tang Qi put the dumplings in his mouth, and said with a vague smile, "The dumplings made by the aunt are delicious."

"Fellows from the village, how polite are you?"

Rong Jiu went to the ancestral hall, changed the dressing for the villagers, and removed the gauze from Tie Dan's head. Tie Dan's mother was watching and asked nervously, "Princess, how is Tie Dan?"

Rong Jiu pursed her lips and smiled: "The wound has healed well, and the fever is no longer high. Don't worry, ma'am."

Tie Danniang's heart fell, and she said gratefully: "I am so grateful to the princess for saving Tie Dan's life. A few days ago, the doctor asked me to prepare for Tie Dan's funeral."

Tie Danniang said, with tears in her eyes, Tie Dan felt sore in her heart, and comforted her: "Mom, I'm fine, I'll get better soon, don't worry."

Tie Danniang wiped her tears and wept with joy: "Mother is not worried, there is a princess here, so mother is not worried."

Rong Jiu smiled, changed the medicine for Tie Dan, bandaged it up, and went to change the medicine for other villagers. The villagers were very grateful. When she came out of the ancestral hall, it was almost noon.

Between the sky and the earth, the snow fell like a curtain, Rong Jiu walked back holding an umbrella, a woman was standing by the window, looking out, saw her coming, and hurriedly opened the door: "Princess, princess,"

Rong Jiu stopped, stood outside the fence, and asked with a smile: "Madam, what's the matter?"

Aunt Zhang opened the fence door, invited her into the house, and said with some embarrassment: "My Tie Zhu has been suffering from chest pains. I have seen many doctors, but they can't cure them. I want to ask the princess to show him."

When Rong Jiu entered the room, he saw Tie Zhu standing cautiously, with his wife standing next to him, two little carrots hiding behind them, looking at her timidly.

"It's just a little effort, ma'am, you don't have to be polite," Rong Jiu said, sitting down at the table, and motioned Tie Zhu to stretch out his wrist, "Other than the chest pain, where else does it hurt?"

(End of this chapter)