Nine out of ten gamblers lose; I've run into a jerk!

Chapter 130 Beauties, like renowned generals throughout history, do not grow old in this world.

Chunhui Hall —

Shen Yunxi used her left hand to hold the spoon and drink the porridge, not because she was left-handed, but because she was holding a wooden board hanging in front of her with her right hand.

"She was fine last night, what happened?" Li Su asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing, I just tripped and fell and bumped into a rock."

Shen Wanshi Qing: "..."

"How could you be so careless? It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone. You must be careful and take good care of yourself, otherwise you'll develop a chronic illness and suffer from wind and rain in the future." Li Su scolded her a few times, but was still worried and instructed Sang Ning to go to the storeroom to get bird's nest for Shen Yunxi to nourish her.

"Thank you, Mother. I am busy with matters at the Lu residence, and I should return now."

“You’re such a worrywart. Some things can be shared with your sister-in-law, or at the very least, there are seasoned managers. You don’t need to do everything yourself.”

"My daughter has learned a lot."

Shen Che's eyes darted around, glancing at his second sister who had an indifferent expression, and then at his third sister who hadn't said a word. His eldest brother's intuition told him that something was up!

On the way to see Shen Yunxi off, Shen Che asked softly, "Yunxi, how exactly did you hurt your arm?"

"I slapped my third sister."

"What!" Shen Che's voice rose eight octaves, then he quickly lowered it. "She hit you back?"

Shen Yunxi shook her head, looking at the arm in a sling across her chest with a complicated expression, and said, "It's from the shock."

"Did it shake?" Shen Che asked, puzzled. "What shook it?"

"Third Sister's shamelessness."

"..."

Watching Shen Yunxi's carriage slowly depart, Shen Che stood silently for a long time.

Yunxi could teach his third sister a lesson. To be honest, he had wanted to beat his troublesome third sister for a long time, but it was not appropriate for him, as the older brother, to hit his younger sister. His mother also spoiled his third sister too much. But what was most puzzling was his father's attitude. What was he waiting for?

Regardless of what he thought, Shen Che turned around and went to find Shen Qing with the twelve-compartment candied fruit box.

Shen Qing glanced at Shen Che, who was smiling somewhat obsequiously, and asked warily, "Brother, what's going on...?"

“Yunxi is just a bit short-tempered, but she actually loves you very much. Don’t hold a grudge against your second sister.”

"Stubborn? No, not at all~"

Shen Che thought Shen Qing was being sarcastic, but seeing her nonchalant attitude, he was at a loss for words. He had been preparing a whole speech, but could only manage to utter, "Third sister is magnanimous."

Shen Yunxi's slap had zero harmfulness and was not very insulting. At most, it only caused him to lose face. But a true hero is proud of his integrity, not his face. He would not argue with a weak woman who was bound by the shackles of the times and had no God's perspective.

“She was just too scared…” Shen Qing sighed softly, “This world is truly difficult to navigate.”

Time does not stop because of anyone's sadness or hesitation; in the blink of an eye, another seven days have passed.

When the two countries signed the treaty, the wedding ceremony in Le'an was quite grand. Soldiers cleared the way and maintained order on both sides of the street. The red bridal procession stretched for miles from one end of the street to the other.

Wearing a phoenix crown and gorgeous clothes, Le'an sat upright in the carriage, looking at the crowd of people gathering on the street through the gauze curtain. Her eyes were misty with tears, but she couldn't cry, or it would ruin her heavy makeup.

With no way back and no way forward, she has already taken a step at the crossroads of her life. Deyin, you must also keep moving forward.

…………

Jiang Se hadn't been on duty for seven days, and even his leave was requested by his personal attendants. Emperor Yongxi, having some humanity, granted him a month-long leave upon hearing the news.

At this moment, Jiang Se locked himself in a dark, airtight room, oblivious to the passing of days and nights. He simply couldn't bear to see Le An off and witness her marriage.

The wine jugs rolled haphazardly on the ground, with the remaining wine dripping from the bottle opening.

Jiang Se lay on the ground, looking like a lump of mud, his eyes blankly staring at the roof beams. What could he do? Even alcohol could no longer numb him.

His sister advised him, his subordinates advised him, saying there are plenty of fish in the sea, and he still has a bright future ahead of him.

Future prospects? But what use would he have for a future?

"Bang bang bang-"

The door was suddenly knocked on, but Jiang Se ignored it and casually threw a wine jug at it.

"roll!"

The knocking paused for a moment, then was followed by shouts from his entourage.

"My lord! Something terrible has happened! News has come from the palace that the Imperial Concubine has fallen from a building and is bleeding profusely. She may not make it through the day!"

"what!"

Jiang Se's eyes cleared instantly, and she stumbled to her feet and ran towards the door.

……

In an inn 300 miles from Xuandu, Lu Zhen looked with disdain at the medicine served by his personal guards.

"I have fought in the north and south for decades, why should I make a fuss about a mere old wound?"

"Yes, yes, Your Excellency is wise, brave, and invincible, but it would be a waste to waste the medicine that has already been brewed."

"Just as long-winded as Lao Liu," Lu Zhen muttered as he swallowed the bitter medicine, his face contorted with disgust.

Meanwhile, the northern barbican once again dispatched an urgent message, requiring travel at a distance of 800 li.