And even if she were reported to the Government Office, what then?
It was the Zhao surnamed Coachman who tied Shujun to the horse and discarded the unconscious Shujun, yet she didn’t directly kill anyone.
They are evil; they indirectly caused the death of Shujun, but the law here can’t sentence them to death.
"Before, I was muddled, tangled up in minor grudges and affections, yet I had never been so clear-headed."
From now on, how should she survive in this world?
She might have thought about it before, but she had never had a clear direction.
She wanted to live freely, to a degree where no one dared to bully her, and her people, as long as she was protecting them, no one should even think about touching a finger!
This was her path for the future.
Power, money, anything was fine, as long as it helped achieve this goal, it was good!
Liang Zhichen slowly walked toward her, his gaze fixed on her, "Your wishes, I will help you achieve them." He gently stroked her cheek, her face very cold: "The connections in my hands, as long as you can use them, I give them all to you. And what you ask for, I understand as well. This matter, easy to say, is also difficult."
She sadly smiled at him: "No matter how difficult, I am not afraid, I already know what I want now. I realize I’ve been foolish, like a beggar who starves to death in front of Treasure Mountain."
She chuckled softly again, then gently, she grasped his hand which was against her cheek: "Liang Zhichen, I am not strong, not strong at all, but I will strive to change, in the future, be it He Su or anyone else, I will never let them hurt your brothers."
He responded this way, and as the two made eye contact, one could faintly feel that their hearts had perhaps drawn much closer...
Han Yue indeed did as Dong Huiying had thought; she had a "Doctor" verify the effects of the Spirit-replenishing Pill, then had someone test the medicine, and watched with her own eyes as a man gravely ill improved visibly fast after taking a single pill. Her excitement was imaginable, and after her husband took the Spirit-replenishing Pill, the man who had been bed-ridden for so long suddenly felt much better.
Although he was still very weak, he could walk a few steps with someone’s support.
However, the effects of the Spirit-replenishing Pill were temporary, and after an hour, her husband returned to his original weakened state.
Han Yue counted the bottle that Dong Huiying had given her; there were only ten Spirit-replenishing Pills in total. She knew this was a lifeline that she must hold on to tightly!
So, after asking Fang Lanshan, who had learned that the previous night Dong Huiying was staying at an inn, she went herself to find the person.
Dong Huiying was specifically waiting.
When Han Yue found Dong Huiying, she saw the young girl leaning by the window, holding a jug of wine, and with a detached look, she glanced out the window, her face bearing a smile that was neither quite a smile nor quite an expression of having seen through many things.
The girl’s demeanor had changed since yesterday.
It was a significant change.
Yet this change was not in appearance or outward look, but a kind of inner charm that, for some reason, made her seem somewhat less approachable.
"Han Yue rudely intrudes, may the young lady forgive!"
Dong Huiying turned her gaze back, she was very polite, invited Han Yue to sit, and patiently listened as Han Yue stated the purpose of her visit, she smiled and said: "My lord cannot take strong nourishments, for now, he must be slowly nursed back to health, just like my second husband, only when he is physically robust can we gradually increase the dosage of the medicinal prescription."