The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1292 - 1372: Encountering an Old Acquaintance
Her eyes were red, then she rubbed her frozen hands and slowly walked into the inn of Huizi Store.
She asked for a room and had a young attendant bring her a tub of hot water. She slowly took a hot bath, and then lay down on the clean bed.
Turned over and over...
How should she enter the Imperial Palace?
With her aged and declining appearance, she’s afraid that not even anyone would want her as a palace maid or nanny.
She needs to think of another way.
Days passed in a flash. Dong Huiying had been in the capital for several days now, but she was still at a loss. The Ninth Princess was erratic, confined to the Imperial Palace for years, and she herself had no connections and didn’t know how to get into the palace. If her body was still in peak condition, she might consider sneaking into the palace at night, but the problem now was, she’s just a useless old lady, her body frail, of no use.
Even a mischievous child could push her to the ground, and she wouldn’t be able to get up.
For several days, Dong Huiying stayed at an inn at night and wandered aimlessly during the day. One day, she came to the stone quarry in the suburbs of the capital. Originally, it was because there was a snowfall this morning, and she heard that the scenery here was nice, so she came over.
Who knew she would meet an acquaintance.
"Hurry up!"
"Get moving, start working!"
"Do you want to eat or not, huh?"
"We don’t keep idlers here!"
A woman who seemed to be a foreman waved a whip to drive a group of people. These people were the workers of the quarry but looked quite like slaves. The snow was heavy in winter, the weather was cold, yet these people were barefoot, with iron chains on their ankles, wearing thin clothes, their hands and feet were blue and purple from the cold, some were pushing carts, some were carrying stones, and if they walked a bit slower, they’d get whipped.
Dong Huiying sat on a hillside, sighing incessantly, then unscrewed a small wine flask and took a sip of the strong spirits to warm herself a bit, otherwise, the cold outside was too much, and her old arms and bones might really not hold up.
Suddenly, someone swayed and fell headlong to the ground, then the foreman, whip in hand, started whipping the man lying on the ground fiercely.
The man’s back quickly became covered in blood, causing a minor commotion.
"Dead?"
"Useless!"
The foreman said disdainfully, "Alright, you two, throw him into the mountains, so I don’t get annoyed seeing him." The foreman commanded two subordinates, one held his head, the other his feet, carrying the man up the mountain.
Dong Huiying felt like her eyesight wasn’t working well. Maybe it was because this body’s functions had degraded too much, a bit of presbyopia.
But...
Coincidentally, the two carrying the man were moving toward her.
At first glance, the man who seemed lifeless, looking as if he were already dead, seemed somewhat familiar to her.
Had she seen him somewhere before?
Hmm, now that she’s older, her memory seems a bit dull, she appears to be somewhat forgetful recently.
The two didn’t notice Dong Huiying, after disposing of the body they immediately returned to the foreman, while Dong Huiying, with the help of a small stick, slowly moved to the man’s side.
She squatted down, squinted her eyes, and leaned in to take a closer look at the man.
Hmm, indeed he looked familiar.
"Ah!"
She suddenly remembered.
"Isn’t this Su Lang?" She hadn’t seen him for years, almost forgot what this guy looked like.
When they first met, he was a sickly youth, but with extraordinary martial arts skills. Years had passed, and Su Lang had grown up, transformed from a boy into a man, and he’d grown taller as well, except... now it seemed Su Lang had lost his breath, as if he were dead?
