Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 392: Chapter 174: Husband and Wife Reunited! The Future Crown Prince Will Surely Be Him!

In the fields.

Besides Mrs. Zhao planting rice, there was also Wu Lizheng.

As always.

On the day Mrs. Zhao arrived at Sha Village, Wu Lizheng was the one who took her in.

After that.

When Mrs. Zhao went to the fields to work, Wu Lizheng assisted her.

So many years had passed, Wu Lizheng was already old. As the benefactor of Zhao Feng’s family, Wu Lizheng also received Zhao Feng’s full gratitude, but Wu Lizheng refused it all.

Back then, when he helped Mrs. Zhao, it was out of care, and he never expected anything in return.

Even now, it remains the same.

To Wu Lizheng.

Being able to bring up a Shangjiangjun for Qin and serve Qin, he felt it was enough; it was completely worthwhile.

Now, all of Shaoqiu County knows.

The fourth Shangjiangjun of Qin was raised by him, this highly decorated Shangjiangjun was raised by him.

No one could know how proud Wu Lizheng was.

With this, he thought it was enough.

In the future, when he meets his sons in the underworld, he can proudly tell them that he raised a Shangjiangjun for Qin.

"This year, with good weather, there will surely be a good harvest."

Wu Lizheng said with a smile while planting rice.

"Indeed."

"Good weather."

"If the world were without war, everyone could live and work in peace, farming and supporting their families, how wonderful that would be," Mrs. Zhao also had a hint of a smile on her face.

"There will be such a day."

"Young Zhao is so capable, he will definitely be able to help the Great King achieve this," Wu Lizheng said with a smile.

Mentioning the Great King.

There was also a flicker of emotion in Mrs. Zhao’s eyes, and a trace of helplessness in her gaze.

At that moment.

In secrecy.

A pair of eyes had already fallen on Zhao Sheng.

Even though there was some distance, even after so much time had passed, the owner of that gaze recognized him at a glance.

"Efang."

"I finally found you."

From afar.

Outside a field, Ying Zheng watched from a distance, a complex wave of emotions surging in his eyes.

But at that moment.

He did not startle anyone.

"Great King, should we go directly over?" Dunruo asked respectfully.

"She avoids the spotlight and doesn’t want to see me right now."

"Let’s wait for the evening, we’ll enter the mansion quietly."

"Do not alert anyone," Ying Zheng said in a deep voice.

This might be due to deep affection.

Even though he had the power to control a nation, when faced with the one he loved, Ying Zheng still showed restraint.

Because he understood clearly why Efang would refuse to see him.

Why, knowing he was in Xianyang, she didn’t go there.

Why it was clear her father-in-law would prefer to stay far away from Xianyang to avoid him.

The reason was her sense of insecurity, the massacre back then deeply affected her.

If he went up now, it would draw attention, and once people knew he personally came to this Shaqiu for a meeting.

Those old foxes at court would surely know why.

Although many years have passed.

There were still many witnesses from back then, Wang Wan, Huai Zhuang, they all knew, don’t be fooled by how they are now secure at court, they witnessed the events back then, and perhaps lived through them as well.

Those who participated back then, even though they experienced a bloodbath, many survived.

Time went on.

Ying Zheng kept watching in silence, having finally found her again after losing her once.

His eyes didn’t want to look away even for a moment.

Until evening came.

"Let’s go, heading back."

Wu Lizheng smiled gently at Mrs. Zhao.

"Uncle Wu, come to the house for dinner," Zhao Sheng said tenderly.

"No, no, I’m used to being alone," Wu Lizheng waved his hands repeatedly.

He didn’t have such notions of enjoyment.

"Uncle Wu, you’re being too distant."

"Without you, our family wouldn’t be here anymore."

Seeing Wu Lizheng like this, Mrs. Zhao also felt a bit helpless.

Since their family became capable, Mrs. Zhao had always wanted to repay the kindness, but no matter when, Wu Lizheng never accepted it.

Because in his view, his kindness towards Mrs. Zhao’s family was without expecting reward.

"It was just a convenient act, don’t overthink it."

"Let’s go, heading home," Wu Lizheng smiled and waved, his bent figure walking towards the village.

"Madam."

"The water has been drawn."

"Wash up before returning to the mansion."

The housekeeper beside her spoke respectfully.

Mrs. Zhao nodded, washed her hands, and went home.

However.

Turning her head for a moment.

Mrs. Zhao seemed to sense something, suddenly turning her head to look in a direction.

But upon looking.

She didn’t find anything.

It was as if someone was secretly watching her.

But seeing no one, Mrs. Zhao calmed down without thinking much about it.

Night fell!

There were still guards on duty outside the Zhao Mansion.

Although the village was very peaceful, after all, it was the General’s Mansion, with high status and authority in Qin, if people from another country wanted to harm Zhao Feng’s family, it would be problematic.

So besides having guards at the Zhao Mansion, there were also prefecture soldiers on guard.

These prefecture soldiers were mobilized by the Prefectural City, especially to protect Zhao Feng’s family.

But at that moment.

A group quietly entered the village, heading for the back door of the Zhao Mansion.

But as soon as they approached the rear garden gate.

"Stop."

Several figures suddenly appeared outside the gate, looking cautiously at the newcomers.

"We are here on orders, urgently seeking an audience with Mrs. Zhao."

Dunruo stepped forward and immediately said.

"What matter needs to be addressed at night?"

"And entering from the back door, so stealthily?"

The blocking guard said coldly, not believing them at all.