Ah?
Bunny Heroine and Yan Qing both froze.
He looked at Yaoshi Yuan on the screen. She was travel-worn and covered in grime, even her lovely, fair face stained with dirt. Although she could have bathed last night, Yaoshi Yuan probably did not trust the inn's reputation, nor did she dare remove her clothes and leave herself defenseless. At most, she had wiped herself down.
It was not that what Yaoshi Yuan had managed to do was particularly amazing. Wu Qiu and Shi Dong had done the same, and they had even needed to attend to Yaoshi Yuan.
But Yaoshi Yuan could endure all this because she held a grand wish in her heart, one she was even willing to die for.
That was to restore the Ba River Medicine Master line and return to the Zhou Kingdom court.
Compared to that, revenge was not even Yaoshi Yuan's highest priority. She could accept her father's death—the court's struggles were a matter of the victor becoming king and the loser becoming a bandit. Had her father spared his political enemies when he was in power? But she could not accept the fall of Duke of Jin Manor, nor could she accept the end of the Ba River Medicine Master line. This foundation had been passed down by her ancestors; it did not belong solely to her father.
If Yaoshi Yuan gave up this wish, she could have lived very well. Shi Dong had secretly discussed persuading her young mistress to flee to another country with Wu Qiu more than once.
Qi Kingdom and Liang Kingdom would absolutely be delighted to shelter a persecuted member of an enemy country's imperial clan as a moral symbol. What was more, Yaoshi Yuan was a Third Rank Herald.
Even if she did not seek refuge