The Two Hundred and Eighty Pound Fat Girl and Her Five Husbands

Chapter 133

Chapter 133

However, when Little Xibei looked up at Han Ye's increasingly cold eyes, he could only cower back a step.

If he didn't leave now, his legwork would be unsafe.

This national teacher was worthless in front of his brother!

"Brother, I sneaked out, now I have to go back to Canglan," said Little Xibei, taking a few steps.

Han Ye's cold voice came from behind him.

"Han Xibei, when you return to Canglan Country, don't interfere in the matters between Third Prince Ye Yi and his mother the Empress.

The Third Prince will have to resolve the issue with his patriarch soon."

"Brother, but the situation with the Third Prince and his clan is very bad now. They are barely hanging on.

We’ve come this far already. If I don't help, I don't know if they can hold on until the day Zhuzhu returns to Canglan.” Little Xibei said, puzzled.

"Han Xibei, the Third Prince Ye Yi was not born to be an emperor. He is too soft-hearted and lacks the ruthlessness and decisiveness of an emperor.

Even if we help him to the supreme position, he won't be able to keep it.

Furthermore, the Canglan Empress has karmic ties with Zhuzhu. We cannot interfere unless absolutely necessary," Han Ye said coldly.

"Then Brother, what should I do now? Just make sure Ye Yi and his clan survive until Zhuzhu returns to Canglan?"

"Correct. Ye Yi and his clan must live until Zhuzhu returns to Canglan. This is their ordeal and we cannot interfere.

Since Zhuzhu cares for him, I will help obtain him for her. Tell the Third Prince that if he wants his father and clan to remain safe, he must swear lifetime allegiance to Zhuzhu after the deed is done, with no betrayal."

"Brother, I thought that after Zhuzhu wakes up, I could directly pull those wretched women off their thrones in Canglan and Fengshuo, then return to Han Country!

Now I can't interfere between Zhuzhu and them. So when can I go back to Han Country?"

"Wait a little longer! We've already waited this long, what's a bit more time?"

Han Ye gently caressed Lin Zaozao's face and said gently.

"Brother, I really don't want to continue posing as national teacher in Canglan and Fengshuo. Having to see those old hags' shameless deeds every day, I just want to slap them dead.

But I can't, for Zhuzhu's sake. And I really don't understand, those measly thrones in Canglan and Fengshuo are not even worth a cabbage, so why must you give them to Zhuzhu!?

That so-called supreme position, as I see it, is all downside and no benefit.

Just dealing with all that messy business daily is annoying enough."

"Did I not tell you that after Zhuzhu recovers Canglan and Fengshuo, you will handle all those messy affairs?

You’re used to dealing with such vexatious things anyway, so what's one more time?"

Facing Han Ye's cold and serious eyes, Little Xibei's eyes instantly bulged out.

After Zhuzhu takes Canglan and Fengshuo, he has to deal with those petty things!?

He'd already spent a lifetime in that position before. This life, he doesn't even want to touch it.

He didn't expect his brother to still make him handle that stuff. Heaven help him, just thinking about it gave him a headache.

"What, you're unwilling?" Han Ye said coldly.

"Ah! I, I'm very willing to help Zhuzhu in any way I can." Little Xibei quickly kowtowed.

Little Xibei was about to reach out and touch Lin Zaozao's fat round face when he caught Han Ye's glare and instantly retracted his hand.

"Brother, you’re fine now, so I'll get going first?" Little Xibei asked carefully.

"Scram!"

"Alright, scramming now!"

Little Xibei bowed to Han Ye before turning and disappearing into the peach blossom woods in a few leaps.

Watching Little Xibei vanish instantly, Uncle Zhang couldn't help an amused smile. It was truly bland tofu bringing down spicy dish – they kept each other in check.

The usually swaggering national teacher fears the high priest, and the high priest fears their little mistress most.

"Lord Han Ye, shall we go back now?" Uncle Zhang asked respectfully.

"Let's go back."

Han Ye picked up Lin Zaozao and headed towards Border City.

"Lord Han Ye, the little mistress wanted this gold coffin. Should I bring it back or not?" Dashan asked.

Han Ye halted and glanced down at the softly snoring Lin Zaozao, chuckling lightly.

"Dashan, since Zhuzhu wants it, take it back."

With that, he disappeared with Lin Zaozao in his arms after a few breaths.

"Uncle, shall we go back too?" Dashan shouldered the gold coffin and looked to Uncle Zhang.

"Let's go back!"

Uncle Zhang gazed at where Han Ye had vanished, inwardly rejoicing.

Now that Lord Han Ye could be revived, their little mistress could do as she pleased in the future without fear of harm.

As for Canglan and Fengshuo, they would only serve to temper the little mistress’ growth from now on.

How wonderful indeed!

Thinking so, Uncle Zhang's eyes nearly disappeared from joy.

He looked back at Dashan with a smile, frightening Dashan into reflexively retreating a step.

Uncle's smile was truly terrifying.

Uncle Zhang rolled his eyes at Dashan before striding off on the homeward path, soon vanishing from sight.

Only after Dashan could no longer see Uncle Zhang did he heave a long sigh of relief.

Lord, even regular angry Uncle was scary, but Lord Han Ye's wrathful countenance was way more terrifying!

When those two narrowed their eyes, Dashan felt like all those years of martial arts training were for naught.

After some thought, Dashan hefted the gold coffin and raced towards Border City. He had to catch up to them quickly.

Upon reaching Border City, when Han Ye laid Lin Zaozao on the bed and turned around, he was met with Ji Fantian's incredulous gaze.

"Lord Han Ye, you, how did you..."

"I died but Zhuzhu revived me. Doctor Ji, come help me examine how Zhuzhu is now.

She suddenly grew so fat that I'm a little worried. Also, Doctor Ji, my return from death must remain locked in your heart."

"Of course, Lord Han Ye. I Ji Fantian am no blabbermouth."

Ji Fantian swiftly suppressed his shock and strode over to Lin Zaozao.

How could the dead come back to life!?

But seeing Lin Zaozao’s sudden weight gain, his heart tightened involuntarily.

To save Lord Han Ye, she must have paid a price!

Reaching the bedside, Ji Fantian gazed at the now fat Lin Zaozao, and a suffocating feeling gripped his heart.

Ji Fantian swiftly pressed two fingers to Lin Zaozao's wrist. After a long moment his tightly knitted brows finally relaxed.

"Doctor Ji, how is she? How's Zhuzhu?" Han Ye asked anxiously.

"Lord Han Ye, apart from the sudden weight gain, she’s fine. Zhuzhu is just sleeping now. When she wakes, she will naturally be alright." Ji Fantian said gently.

"That's good as long as Zhuzhu is fine. Doctor Ji, have your clan of divine doctors settled in properly?"

"Yes, Lord Han Ye, very properly."

"I heard that Princess Qianyue hamstrung your clansmen. Can they recover?"

"Just minor injuries. With our clan's medical skills and the right medicinal ingredients, my clansmen's leg injuries will heal within three months."

“Doctor Ji, when Zhuzhu wakes, I'm bringing her back to Han Country. You'll guard Border City then and protect everything here on Zhuzhu’s behalf.

After I resolve Canglan Country’s affairs, I’ll naturally send someone to bring you to reunite with Zhuzhu in Han City.

Of course, if Zhuzhu insists on bringing you back to Han Country then, just listen to her. I’ll send people to handle matters here in Border City."

"Thank you immensely, Lord Han Ye."

"No need to thank me. Thank Zhuzhu instead! If not for her, I wouldn't have cared if you all lived or died."

With that, Han Ye strode out.

"Doctor Ji, take good care of Zhuzhu. I'm stepping out for a bit."

"By your will."

Now that he had not died, the plans he had originally laid out could no longer be used. The too radical methods were not very good for Zhuzhu's reputation.

As Ji Fantian watched Han Ye's back as he left, he turned around to look at Lin Zaozao sleeping on the bed.

Looking at this familiar face, Ji Fantian's heart was filled with mixed emotions.

This time in Border City, if it hadn't been for Zaozao, now Princess Mingzhu, arriving in time. Then he and his clan would have died from the plague if they hadn't been tortured to death, or they would have been burned alive because of the plague, or starved alive.

At the most powerless and darkest moment in his life, his little girl, his wife, had brought people to save him.

It was also no wonder that the national teacher of Han Xibei would say that as long as Zaozao was there, they would definitely succeed.

Because the current Zaozao has the strength to save them from fire and water.

Ji Fantian held Lin Zaozao's hand and said softly,

"Zaozao, no matter if I still deserve you or not now, I still want to stay by your side for the rest of my life and guard you.

Now, the Shenyi clan also has the protection of Han Country, and I can let go of the burden on my back. For the rest of my life, I will wholeheartedly guard and keep you safe."

Ji Fantian looked at Lin Zaozao's sleeping face and couldn't help but laugh mockingly.

What was the use of him saying these now! Zaozao couldn't even hear it.

Furthermore, he, Ji Fantian, was a failure. What could he use to guard Zaozao except for his medical skills?

He also wondered how Ye Yi and Murong Hai were doing. If it hadn't been for Zaozao here, his Shenyi clan would have completely disappeared from this world.

Now, he hoped that Ye Yi and Murong Hai were safe. At least, they could survive under the hands of that crazy female emperor Cang Lan.

Ji Fantian looked at Lin Zaozao's sleeping face and suddenly remembered what the national teacher had told them in Liushui Village.

As long as Zaozao was there, they would definitely succeed.

Now his Shenyi clan was safe, and he had succeeded in his wish. Then Ye Yi and the others...

Ji Fantian thought about it seriously, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

This time Zaozao was able to successfully save him in Border City, it should all be specially arranged by Han Ye, the High Priest of Han Country!

He looked outside and couldn't help but laugh lightly.

It is said that the High Priest of Han Country is the wisest man in the world. As long as he wants, there is nothing he can't do.

Surely, the reason why they were able to meet Zaozao was also arranged in advance by him!

Otherwise, he wouldn't believe that the silly wife who married them coincidentally became the empress of Han Country.

From the beginning, the five of them were pawns in the hands of Prince Han Ye!