Chu Lixuan absolutely obeyed Jiang Xinyan's words. He immediately jumped off the carriage and walked to the beggar's side. He lightly kicked the beggar twice but there was no movement.

"Could he be dead?" Chu Lixuan squatted down on his noble legs, stretched out his slender index finger to detect the beggar's breath.

"Husband, are you still angry?" As long as there is breath, she can save her life.

Chu Lixuan sensed that there was still half a breath left. He originally wanted to say that he was out of breath, but when he saw the expectant look in his little wife's eyes, he said in a strange way: "There is still half a breath left."

"That's good, give him some water quickly." Jiang Xinyan also jumped off the carriage and handed Chu Lixuan a water bag, which naturally contained spiritual spring water.

She was indeed excited. She had already imagined a scene about rescuing the prince of another country. It was written like this in TV series and movies.

If a person who travels through time is saved on the road, he is a big shot with an indescribable status.

If she saves the prince of another country, she will simply help him ascend to the throne. In the future, that country will buy the food of their castle...

Haha... I am getting closer and closer to the richest man in the world, and I will strive to be the richest man in the world within five years.

She was originally sitting in front with Chu Lixuan to catch the carriage, taking a look at the scenery along the way, thinking about entering the space at night and teleporting to the castle.

There are not many people on this road, but there is a beggar. He must be the noble person sent to her by God.

Chu Lixuan didn't understand why his little wife was so excited. Wasn't she just a beggar? If she was short of people, just go to the southern border.

Thousands of refugees there are waiting for people to rescue them! There is no one who wants them!

Hey! As long as she is happy, she is just a beggar, so just save her! With the spiritual spring water in their space, it is not a problem to save a dying beggar.

Chu Lixuan saw that the beggar couldn't even drink the water, so he pinched both sides of his cheeks and poured the water directly into his throat. How could he not swallow it!

"Ahem." The unkempt beggar raised his head, his face so dirty that you couldn't tell his age.

Only a pair of bright eyes were filled with struggles, pain, hope, anger, and other emotions.

He raised his head and saw two men and women wearing half-masks. The women were so beautiful that they looked like fairies descending from the earth.

The man's three-dimensional facial features were as handsome as a knife, and his whole person exuded a kingly aura that shocked the world. There was a hint of surprise on his handsome face.

Chu Lixuan did not expect that the effect of the spiritual spring water was so good. He drank it and woke up without a cup of tea.

He also shouted in a good mood. He usually talks to serious people, but he might be too shocked at this time, "Xinxin~ Look, people are awake."

"Do you still remember who you are?" Jiang Xinyan asked pretending to be calm. It was the first time she saw such a surprised expression on Chu Lixuan's face.

"My name is Jiang Zihao. Are you gods? Did I die and ascend to heaven?" Jiang Zihao didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Jiang Zihao? Where are you from?" Jiang Xinyan was shocked. She has a half-brother named Jiang Zihao.

Jiang Zihao didn't dare to say anything. He heard what his eldest sister said to that terrible woman that day, and he couldn't believe it was true.

Before he could digest those things, he was locked into a small dark room by a vicious woman. Jiang Zihao escaped overnight with the help of a book boy.

He didn't even have time to tell his father, but before he left the capital, he saw the housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion leading the nursing home looking for him everywhere.

Jiang Zihao had an idea and changed clothes with a beggar who was about the same height as him. He lay on the ground wearing the beggar's tattered clothes.

The beggar thought he was getting rich, so he put on Jiang Zihao's noble clothes, but because his face was dirty, he had no place to wash it.

The housekeeper stepped forward and asked tentatively: "Master? How did you become like this?"

When the beggar heard a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes calling him Master, he wanted to take advantage of him and said, "Hurry up and give me some money so I can wash up."

With a look from the housekeeper, several nurses came forward, held the beggar down and beat him up without saying a word, while the people on the street looked on indifferently.

That beggar is not afraid of trouble either. "The old man has the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard. I will beat him up. I will tell my father when I get back."

"Humph! I want you to go back with your life! Madam has ordered me to beat you to death if I see you." The housekeeper said in a low voice.

Jiang Zihao witnessed with his own eyes that the beggar was beaten to death by the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion and then thrown to the funeral mound.

Fifteen-year-old Jiang Zihao was so frightened that he ran away towards Youzhou alone.

On the way, he didn't dare to tell anyone that he was Jiang Zihao from the Prime Minister's Mansion because he didn't know whether he was in heaven or hell.

So he told Chu Lixuan that his name was Jiang Zihao. He saw his fairy-like sister looking at him in surprise, as if she would eat him if he said he was from the capital.

Jiang Xinyan: "..." Which of your eyes saw that I was going to eat you?

"Ouch! My head hurts so much, I can't remember anything." Jiang Zihao had never lied before, his bright eyes were spinning.

"Husband, throw him into the river and wash him clean. Here is a set of clothes for him to change into." Jiang Xinyan guessed that this person might be her half-brother.

Chu Lixuan pursed his lips, did not pick up the clothes, and directly twisted Jiang Zihao and threw it into the river past the farmland next to the official road.

That set of clothes was worn by his wife, so how could it be worn by this beggar? "Wash yourself well in the river, and I will go get the clothes."

Chu Lixuan returned to the roadside again and said to Jiang Xinyan in a flattering manner: "Xinxin, give him a set of husband's clothes to wear."

"He is about the same height as me. Your clothes are too big, and my clothes are about the same size for him."

"But how could the clothes you wore be worn by other men?" Chu Lixuan refused to give in.

"Haha, you! You are worrying about this with a child. I have a new set of men's clothes here for him to wear."

Jiang Xinyan thinks Chu Lixuan is too childish, but he is quite cute like this, so just follow him!

Chu Lixuan happily took his wife's unworn clothes to the river and saw the beggar washing his head.

But the dirt on his face was not washed away, "You don't want us to know who you are?"

Jiang Zihao: "..." What kind of magical figure is this? He knows all this? He really doesn't dare to let others see him clearly.

After leaving the capital, you could still buy dry food in that county, but he didn't dare to go through official channels, so he couldn't buy food even if he had money.

For the first twenty days, he walked along the small road and relied on steamed buns to satisfy his hunger. However, for the past ten days or so, he couldn't support it any longer, so he went to the official road.

What a pity! There are not many pedestrians on the official road. Occasionally, I see a few people who are just big men in a hurry.

Jiang Zihao didn't dare to speak at all, which led to him fainting on the official road. He held his neck and refused to admit it, "Didn't I tell you that my name is Jiang Zihao?"

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