vstars Chapter 241: Substitute Village Girl
Chapter 241: Substitute Village Girl
During the five years that Nan Xi spent in Sunset City, she not only cured illnesses and saved lives, but also took in three apprentices.
These three apprentices were carefully selected by her. They each have their own strengths and ambitions.
The eldest disciple, Afu, has a steady personality and is good at treating various injuries and fractures; the second disciple, Xiaolian, is thoughtful and specializes in gynecology and pediatrics; the third disciple, Shitou, is smart and has an extraordinary talent for identifying and preparing herbs.
Under Nan Xi's careful teaching, these three disciples have achieved some success. After Nan Xi leaves, they will become the new guardians of Sunset City and continue to inherit and carry forward Nan Xi's medical skills and spirit.
On the day Nan Xi set out, her three disciples followed the residents to the city gate to see her off.
They bowed deeply to Nan Xi to express their gratitude and commitment.
"Master, don't worry, we will use the medical skills you taught us to continue to protect every life in Sunset City."
Nan Xi looked at these lovely disciples and enthusiastic residents, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.
The people here are really simple and honest. If it weren't for the unfinished karma, she really wants to stay here and take root.
Nan Xi earnestly exhorted: "Apprentices, I believe you can do well. Remember, medical skills are used to save lives, not to make profits. I hope you can keep your original aspirations in mind and use your medical skills to warm everyone in need."
"Yes, Master, we have made note of it."
Nan Xi nodded with relief, and the carriage slowly drove out of the city gate.
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When Murong Zhaohua heard the news of the rehabilitation of Tai'an Marquis' Mansion, she was stunned. She thought that she would continue to live as Liu Mengxi, grow up, get married and have children, and experience old age, sickness and death.
Unexpectedly, the Murong family was rehabilitated.
She cried with joy, for her family, for her grandfather, for her parents, for her brother, and for herself.
But now she can't go back. Five years ago, she and Liu Mengxi had exchanged identities, and she didn't know whether Liu Mengxi was alive or dead.
Murong Zhaohua was depressed and locked himself in the room and refused to come out.
Li was outside cursing, "You damned bastard, do you still think you are a fairy? What's wrong with Wang Da being a little older than you? The betrothal gift was ten taels."
"I have already agreed to this marriage. Wang Da will come to pick you up in three days. You will go with him."
Murong Zhaohua sobbed, her heart was broken. She touched her rough palms, the hands that once held a pen to write, played the piano and painted, were now covered with calluses and scars.
Tears kept falling, she was really miserable...
Liu Menghan gently pushed open the door and saw Murong Zhaohua sitting on the edge of the bed, her face full of tear marks and her eyes red and swollen, obviously she had been crying for a long time.
Meng Han's heart tightened, and she quickly walked to Zhao Hua and asked with concern: "Second sister, why are you crying? Are you feeling unwell, or are you not satisfied with this marriage?"
Murong Zhaohua looked up at Liu Menghan, her younger sister, the little girl who always followed her and called her "Second Sister" in a childish voice, now has grown into a sensible girl.
A warm current surged in Murong Zhaohua's heart, but more of it was grief and helplessness. She burst into tears and choked with sobs.
"Xiao Han, my second sister is fine, she just feels a little sad."
Liu Menghan sat next to Murong Zhaohua, patted her back gently, and said softly: "Second sister, just tell me what's on your mind. We are all family, there is nothing we can't talk about. How can I know if you don't tell me? Maybe I can help."
Murong Zhaohua shook her head. She had so many things to say but didn't know where to start.
She used to be the daughter of a marquis, but now she has become a peasant girl, and her life has changed dramatically.
She wanted to tell Liu Menghan her true identity, her family, and her past, but she knew that she couldn't say any of this.
Seeing that Murong Zhaohua didn't say anything, Liu Menghan continued, "Second sister, are you worried about Wang Da? Although mother has decided on this marriage, I think your happiness is the most important. If you don't want to, we can work together to find a solution."
Murong Zhaohua's heart moved. She looked at her younger sister with a determined and caring look in her eyes, and a sense of strength surged in her heart.
Murong Zhaohua took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. A feeling of unwillingness suddenly surged in her heart.
Is this how her life will be? Is she going to succumb to the fate?
No, she would not give in. She wanted to fight and strive for her own future.
She is the daughter of a marquis, and she wants to take her identity back!
"Xiao Han, are you willing to help me?"
Liu Menghan nodded vigorously.
At night, Liu Menghan and Murong Zhaohua were plotting under the dim oil lamp.
"Second sister, I've found out that a horse-drawn carriage carrying grain to the capital will pass by our village tomorrow night. That will be the best time for you to escape." Liu Menghan said in a low voice.
Murong Zhaohua's heart beat faster. The thought of escaping made her both excited and scared. Once she took this step, there would be no turning back.
"Xiaohan, when I leave, mother will definitely blame you." Murong Zhaohua looked at Liu Menghan worriedly.
Over the years, the two have developed a deep relationship.
Liu Menghan nodded firmly: "Don't be afraid, at most I'll be beaten by my mother. Second sister, you are my biological sister, how can I watch you marry someone you don't like.
Don't worry, I will make arrangements. When you get to the capital, go find Sister Hua's relatives and stay with her for a while. Come back when your mother has calmed down. "
Liu Menghan handed a silk flower to Murong Zhaohua and said it was a token of love.
Murong Zhaohua looked at Liu Menghan with complicated eyes. She would not stay in the provincial capital, she wanted to go to the capital.
Liu Menghan really treated her as an elder sister, but she hurt her second sister.
She decided that if her life became better in the future, she would come back to take Liu Menghan to the capital.
The next night, it was a dark and windy night. Liu Menghan brought Murong Zhaohua quietly to the entrance of the village.
A carriage full of grain was parked there quietly. The driver was a big man with a full beard. He looked rough but had kind eyes.
"This is the grain cart heading to the provincial capital. The driver is a distant relative of Sister Ahua's family. I have asked Sister Ahua to talk to him." Liu Menghan introduced softly.
Murong Zhaohua held Liu Menghan's hand tightly, tears in his eyes: "Xiaohan, I'm leaving, what will you do?"
Liu Menghan smiled and wiped away Murong Zhaohua's tears: "Second sister, don't worry about me. I have ways to deal with it at home. When you get to the capital, you must be careful and find Sister Hua's relatives. They will help you."
Murong Zhaohua nodded, climbed onto the carriage and hid behind the grain bags.
With the driver's shout, the carriage started slowly and headed towards the capital.
Murong Zhaohua tightly grasped the bag of grain, his heart filled with fear of the unknown and desire for freedom.
The road will not be smooth, but she can only find her own life if she escapes from this place that binds her.
The carriage went farther and farther away in the night, and Liu Menghan's figure became smaller and smaller at the entrance of the village until it disappeared into the night.
There was a trace of reluctance in Murong Zhaohua's heart, just a trace. As Liu Menghan's figure disappeared, Murong Zhaohua's heart was filled with expectations.
Beijing, I, Murong Zhaohua, am here!