She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space-Chapter 8 - Crown Prince Xiang Li, My Dear Brother

The Crown Prince holds a unique place in the hearts of the people of West Zhou.

Xiang Ying noticed that upon hearing the Crown Prince was in trouble, everyone seemed as if calamity was about to befall them as well, revealing expressions of bleak despair.

Someone went up front to inquire and came back shaking their head, sighing, and discussing with those around.

Xiang Ying also came to understand the whole story.

After the Emperor Xizhou abandoned the city and fled, Crown Prince Xiang Li insisted on leading his troops to resist the enemy forces.

Unexpectedly, when the Emperor Xizhou left, in order to take a large number of the City Guard Army and fine horses, the city gates were damaged.

Without much effort, the enemy forces broke into the Imperial Palace, and the Crown Prince was captured with serious injuries.

Those military generals of West Zhou who fought to the death, along with the Crown Prince, were escorted by the heavy troops of Nanyue.

But it seemed the Crown Prince was on his last legs, receiving no medical treatment.

The military generals' desire to protect their lord was incredibly strong, their emotions intensely agitated, attempting to rise up and resist multiple times.

The Deputy General in charge of the Exile Team believed it was unsafe to continue this way, and thus wanted to transfer the dying Crown Prince to the column of the Exile Team, which mainly consisted of frail women.

After learning the cause and outcome, Xiang Ying held her forehead.

It seems that among the entire Western Zhou Imperial Family, only Crown Prince Xiang Li was still decent.

Her Father, a cowardly Emperor who loved his life, was the first to flee; her sister was still flirting with handsome men at the moment of the nation's downfall and family ruin.

For the Crown Prince, it was the shameless Father, lascivious sister, and his shattered homeland and self.

It was too much for him to bear.

Under the scorching sun, about half an hour later, she saw Huang Huzi leading men, dragging a cart made of wooden planks over.

The dispirited nobility on both sides of the road, seeing the bloodied person on the cart, all broke down in tears.

"Crown Prince!" "Crown Prince——!"

Sobs and cries echoed back and forth. By the time Huang Huzi dragged the cart past Xiang Ying's group, she too gasped in shock.

This was a bloody man, his body covered with many scars, the most severe being both knees turned into festering flesh, a mess of bloody pus.

Xiang Li was unconscious, his lips pale, with blood dripping from the wooden planks onto the road.

Tao Xue knelt down on weak knees: "Crown Prince..."

Three children also rushed over, clinging to the wooden cart and crying non-stop.

"Uncle, sob sob, Uncle!"

Xiang Yuanshuo's pale little face was filled with hatred, his small fists clenched: "Whoever did this to my uncle will not die a good death!"

With that, the little guy didn't care for anything and rushed to fight with Huang Huzi, not allowing him to drag away the wooden cart.

Huang Huzi, in pain: "You little brat, you..."

He stopped midway, realizing Xiang Ying was present, and could only push Xiang Yuanshuo back angrily.

"Go ahead and mourn; he's not dead yet. What are you crying for!"

Immediately, Xiang Ying hugged Xiang Yuanshuo, looking down to find the little guy so angry that his nose was bleeding.

She wiped his little face: "Don't worry, he won't die."

Xiang Yuanshuo still clenched his teeth in anger, but after hearing Xiang Ying's words, he eventually did not continue to jump forward.

Huang Huzi was explicitly appointed by the Military Supervisor to be responsible for dragging the Crown Prince.

Thus, he went to extort money from these exiled nobles under his control.

Huang Huzi collected money one by one, cursing: "Hurry up, whatever you have to give, give it now, don't make us search your bodies."

"I'm not going to drag this former Crown Prince around for nothing. If you don't give Silver, I'll just throw him on the roadside and let him die!"

Xiang Yuanshuo clenched his little fists: "You dare!"

When Huang Huzi passed by Xiang Ying, he paused, intending to ask for money, but after seeing Xiang Ying's icy stare, he drew back his hand.

Xiang Qianqian, seeing this, was immediately displeased.

"Team leader, where do we still have Silver for you? It was all thoroughly searched before we hit the road."

"Big sister, the Crown Prince is in this state, and you don't make a move? For food, you were willing to surrender your body; now, you should also take on everyone's responsibility and appease the team leader to help the Crown Prince."

Within Xiang Qianqian's mouth, a woman's chastity was worthless.

Xiang Ying scoffed, looking at Huang Huzi: "Going back to the Forest again? Fine."

But Huang Huzi remembered her methods and broke into a cold sweat on his back.

He still hadn't cured the poison in him!

Huang Huzi hurried toward Xiang Qianqian, slapping her across the face.

"Ah——!" Xiang Qianqian fell to the ground, covering her face, a picture of grievance, "Why are you hitting me?"

Huang Huzi pointed at her and cursed: "When I'm doing my job, there's no place for a cheap slut like you to speak up. If it weren't for the jewelry you gave before, I wouldn't be courteous to you."

Xiang Qianqian bit her lip but dared not say anything.

Xiang Ying's faint voice came through: "That's about enough, if we don't set out now, the Military Supervisor will come to hurry us, and no one will have a good outcome."

A single sentence made Huang Huzi give up the continued scouring for Silver.

His heart was filled with resentment and unwillingness, and he loathed Xiang Ying so much that his teeth itched, yet he had no choice but to comply as she held his lifeline.

"Damn, what rotten luck, move out!"

Muttering curses, Huang Huzi ordered the soldiers to drag the wooden cart, following the Exile Team as they set off.

The intense sun was overhead, scorching the earth.

The blazing early summer heat parched throats and tongues.

The mountain roads were rough, and the Crown Prince on the wooden cart undoubtedly suffered even more.

The three children no longer followed closely by Xiang Ying's side but clung tightly to the edge of the wooden cart, following and tearfully calling out for their uncle in hushed voices.

Tao Xue said: "When the Princess was busy, it was the Crown Prince who taught the young princes their lessons and knowledge..."

That's why the three children were even closer to the Crown Prince.

Their own mother did not care for the children, but this loving uncle willingly took on the responsibility.

Such a person of loyal and righteous caliber, Xiang Ying admired and decided to save his life.

Having walked all morning, Xiang Ying hadn't changed her expression, but everyone else was already gasping for breath, their faces turning pale.

They hadn't eaten, naturally lacking strength.

Fortunately, the Military Supervisor up ahead commanded them to stop and rest; the horses needed to drink, so the main body of the exiles stopped by a stream.

The weather was fiercely hot, and many of the exiled people couldn't help themselves, plunging into the stream to drink deeply.

The soldiers dragging the Crown Prince were already exhausted, carelessly setting down the wooden cart and going off to cool themselves.

Taking advantage of the moment, Xiang Ying approached and first made Xiang Li drink a lot of clean water.

Afterward, she wet her handkerchief with stream water and wiped Xiang Li's cheeks and arms.

The blood quickly soaked the handkerchief, so Xiang Ying rinsed it clean in the stream and repeated the action.

She was examining the wounds on Xiang Li's body.

Too many knife wounds, some even appearing as if they were made out of anger, countless both big and small, probably more than a hundred in total.

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It was a miracle he had lasted this long; if left unattended, he would truly bleed to death.

But the most severe wound was on Xiang Li's knee.

The cloth covered the wound, almost sticking to the flesh.

If not treated now, it would completely adhere to the body, and tearing off the cloth would also peel away the skin.

Xiang Ying didn't hesitate and directly tore his clothes with her bare hands.

Xiang Yuanshuo panicked: "What are you doing!"

Xiang Ying's movements did not stop, her tone was calm: "If you don't want his clothes to grow into his flesh, you have to tear them off."

Xiang Yuanshuo was startled, then without hesitation, climbed onto the wooden cart, his small hands beginning to tear the trousers.

Xiang Ying, seeing him tear more and more, hurriedly stopped him.

"Leave some dignity for your uncle! Just leave the cloth from the hip bone to the buttocks position, exposing the knee is enough."

This little guy, he was about to strip Xiang Li bare!

Xiang Yuanshuo's little face was serious: "Oh!"

Xiang Ying bent down and quickly wiped Xiang Li's body with a handkerchief, cleaning the bloodstains from his body.

Soon after, another pair of hands joined her.

The other person moistened a clean handkerchief and started wiping Xiang Li's arms.

Xiang Ying looked up and saw it was the daughter of the Lin family from Qintianjian, the one who had spoken to her before.

It seemed to be their Second Miss Lin.

The other side didn't say anything, and naturally, Xiang Ying also kept silent.

The two of them tacitly divided the work; Second Miss Lin wiped the upper body, while Xiang Ying focused on below the knee, and Tao Xue kept feeding Xiang Li clear water in his mouth.

Moments later, one after another, exiled nobles began taking off their outer robes to offer them up.

"Elder Princess, please place our clothes under the Crown Prince, this will make the bumpy road ahead easier for him to bear."

Xiang Ying looked at them: "Alright."

Xiang Li, who had not abandoned the common people and his subjects at the time of national calamity, had indeed won the hearts of the people.

Before setting off, Xiang Ying took the opportunity when no one was paying attention and took out golden sore medicine from her space, sprinkling it all over Xiang Li's injured areas.

The medicine she used for him was the best from the Imperial Palace; as long as it didn't rain, hopefully, he would pull through.

However, Xiang Ying's hopes were too idealistic.

In the afternoon, it began to rain from the sky.