Two hundred and fourteen

Yu Ying knelt for a long time and felt that her legs were no longer her own. They were stiff and numb.

She had inquired and learned that even a fast carriage journey from Cangwu to Yu County would take nearly two days. She felt that having to sit on her knees for two days would be somewhat torturous.

After two hours of kneeling, he could no longer bear it and quietly looked up at Fu Wei, who was reading. He had been reading since he got on the carriage and had hardly spoken a word.

Seeing that Fu Wei was focused on the book, Yu Ying secretly pressed her sore calves.

After pressing for a while, the pain was relieved a little.

Whether it was a coincidence or Fu Wei was simply tired, he suddenly spoke up: "Have the carriage stop and rest here."

Is this for her to pass on the message?

After pondering for a moment, he realized the carriage hadn't stopped yet. He replied, "Yes," and then he straightened his stiff body, turned toward the carriage door, opened the curtain, and said to the driver, "The Marquis said we should rest here."

The coachman raised the "stop" chess piece, and the troops behind him also stopped.

Fu Wei still didn't raise his eyes, and just said: "Go down and let Zhu Qi come in."

Zhu Qi is Fu Wei's follower.

Yu Ying slowly got out of the carriage, holding on to the wall, and then went to call for help.

Rest on the spot, not knowing when to rest.

Everyone in the army brought their own dry food and ate around.

Yu Ying came in a hurry and did not bring any dry food.

After a while, the attendant beside Fu Wei came over with a bamboo box and a water bag: "This is the lunch that the Marquis gave to the young lady."

Yu Ying glanced at the carriage and said, "Thank you, Master Qi."

The young servant was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Young lady, just call me Zhu Qi."

Although I don't know the master's intention of suddenly asking for such a maid, this girl is the first woman who has been with the master in all these years. It is hard to say how high her status will be in the future.

But for now, to the master, this girl must be special.

How could he bear to be called "Seventh Master"?

Yu Ying nodded slightly without saying anything more.

I walked under the tree, found a stone to sit on, opened the food box, and found exquisite plum blossom pastries.

Yu Ying looked towards the direction of the carriage, feeling a little depressed.

The male protagonist suddenly thought that if Governor Shen wanted her, would he want her to be his concubine or a maid?

But she felt that neither of them looked alike.

If she is neither, then what do you think of her?

Yu Ying could only wait and see.

In this era, if she escaped, she would be a fugitive slave without household registration, and it would be difficult for her to settle down. If she was caught, she would be beaten to death with sticks, and the government would not care.

He looked away and started eating.

Because they were in the wilderness and she was the only female in the army, it was not easy for her to go to the bathroom. Yu Ying did not dare to eat too much and even took only small sips of water.

Fu Wei lifted the curtain and looked out, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The only way to find out whether this "Sixth Mother" is the same Ah Ying in his dream is to test her herself.

It’s not difficult to test it.

The woman in the dream is not the kind of person who would stand by and watch someone in need without helping.

Thinking of this, Fu Wei lowered the curtain, closed his eyes, and his mind was filled with the image of the woman.

The woman was resilient and not impetuous, and her mind was meticulous but full of positive thoughts, so positive that she seemed like the complete opposite of him.

He opened his eyes and looked down at his hands.

As time passed, his hands were stained with countless blood.

I don't know how dark his mind is.

If his fate is like in the dream.

His relatives are still here, and although life is difficult, it is not humiliating. He has his beloved by his side. Would he still think like this?

But, there is no if.

Everything has already happened.

After resting for half an hour, we started our journey and stopped at a small town to rest before sunset.

Yu Ying returned to the carriage, still kneeling.

The person who had been reading in the morning sat on the carriage with his eyes closed to rest in the afternoon. She could relax for a while by observing occasionally.

Dusk fell and the sound of crows rose up.

Yu Ying was tired and saw Fu Wei, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes. He raised his hand and lifted a corner of the curtain with two fingers to look out, and then put it down after a moment.

Yu Ying only felt a moment of solemnity in the carriage.

The carriage slowly entered the town and stopped outside the only inn in the town.

Zhu Qi carried the person down from the carriage. The driver carried Su Yu down without the need for Yu Ying's help. She just stayed by Zhu Qi's side and went into the inn together.

All the remaining rooms in the inn have been booked.

Yu Ying didn't know how to arrange it.

Zhu Qi entered the house with Fu Wei. When Zhu Qi was about to leave, Yu Ying also prepared to leave with him and asked her where she would rest tonight.

Just as I reached the door, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly came from behind me: "Tonight, you will serve in my room."

Those who had stepped out of the door and those who had not stepped out of the door all stopped and thought in unison - it couldn't be them.

The two of them stopped and turned around, looking inside the house.

Fu Wei frowned slightly and glanced at Zhu Qi.

Zhu Qi reacted instantly and said, "I'll take my leave."

After saying that, he closed the door and turned to leave.

Yu Ying lowered her head, feeling uneasy.

Although she felt that the male protagonist did not want her to be a concubine or a maid, his purpose in letting her sleep in the same room with him was very clear.

Did she obey or not?

It seems that she has no ability to resist in her current identity.

To survive, you have to face reality.

But considering that the male protagonist has disabled legs, if she obeys, she will be both passive and active.

While Yu Ying was lost in thought, Fu Wei spoke up: "Let Zhu Qi prepare some hot soup. Come back in an hour to serve."

Yu Ying felt very heavy in her heart. She replied "yes" and then went out of the house to call for help.

Zhu Qi heard the order and said, "The six-character room at the end is unoccupied. I've already had hot soup prepared for you. Please wash up first, young lady."

Yu Ying's expression froze slightly, and she nodded slightly.

The luggage was still in the carriage. Yu Ying went to get the luggage before going to look for the house that Zhu Qi mentioned.

After taking a bath, my body felt comfortable, but my heart felt uncomfortable.

He returned home only after a while. After knocking on the door, he heard a calm voice saying "Come in". Yu Ying pushed the door open and walked in. After a greeting, she stood aside, lowered her head and said nothing.

Night had already fallen. Although two oil lamps were lit in the room, it was still dim, and the silence seemed even more depressing.

Yu Ying responds to all movements with stillness.

I don't know how long it took, but a voice that seemed far away but close came from the bed: "Come here."

It finally came.

Yu Ying clenched her palms slightly and took heavy steps, moving towards the bed step by step.

Yu Ying froze beside the bed. Even though she knew that the ancient times had clear distinctions between high and low, she was facing the male protagonist. He was a man who had once been innocent and a good man. She wanted to give it a try.

"My lord, I am of low status and unworthy of serving you..." Before she could finish her words, she was choked by the dagger that suddenly appeared in front of her.

Is this giving her two choices?

Was it to serve in the emperor's bed or to commit suicide?

Yu Ying raised her eyes with trembling fear and met Fu Wei's calm gaze.

After a long while, he finally made up his mind and put his hand on his belt.

Fu Wei saw her action, his eyes darkened for a moment, and he said: "I didn't ask you to sleep with me."

Yu Ying paused, confusion in her eyes.

Fu Wei's gesture of handing over the dagger remained unchanged: "Self-defense."

Upon hearing this, Yu Ying's thoughts suddenly became complicated.

Although I was overthinking it, it was still strange that he gave me a dagger for self-defense.

In the later part of the novel, Fu Wei has become a powerful official. He implements new policies with thundering means, and countless people have lost their lives due to obstruction.

In his position, doing these things is neither right nor wrong, but it shows that he is not a good person. But how can such a person care about an insignificant maid?

Yu Ying took the dagger with both hands: "This servant thanks you, my Lord."

Fu Wei tilted his head and said, "Lie on your side."

Yu Ying...

Didn’t you say that you don’t have to sleep with me?

Is that just sleeping together?

It would be best if you just sleep with her instead of having to sleep with her.

Yu Ying took off her shoes, went to the innermost side from the end of the bed, and still knelt.

"Lie down."

The man next to her, whose presence could not be ignored, suddenly spoke, and Yu Ying lay down and closed her eyes.

Fu Wei watched the woman's every move indifferently.

Although he was alert during the action, he did not show any sense of panic.

The temperament of the person in the dream is surprisingly similar.

Yu Ying closed her eyes, but she could feel the person sitting outside the bed lying down. She didn't know why, but she didn't fall asleep either.

It was even more unbelievable that he was holding the self-defense dagger he had just given her in his arms.

If he gave her a dagger, wasn't he afraid that she would assassinate him?

The world has been settled, but there are still people who want to take Fu Wei's life.

Is it a test?

Or is there some other intention?

In this situation, Yu Ying couldn't fall asleep at all, and just kept her body stiff and alert.

I don’t know how much time had passed, and I don’t know if the person next to me was asleep. The candlelight in the room gradually dimmed, and one was extinguished, leaving only one flickering light.

Just then, the cold wind blew the window open, and a creaking sound was heard through the bed curtains.

A cool breeze blew in, instantly extinguishing the candlelight in the house.

Although Yu Ying and Fu Wei were far away, they could feel the person beside them suddenly make a slight movement, as if he had grabbed something.

She quietly opened her eyes, and the room was filled with darkness. Moonlight shone through the window, and she could see the fluttering bed curtains in the shadows.

The atmosphere was strange and solemn.

Yu Ying swallowed secretly and gripped the dagger in her hand tighter.

"Don't move for a moment."

A voice as soft as the breeze fell into Yu Ying's ears, and she paused slightly.

The next moment, even though it was silent, Yu Ying felt that something had entered the room that shouldn't have entered.

She looked outside the bed and saw a dark shadow approaching. The next moment, the person next to her suddenly raised his hand, and something shot out from his wrist and penetrated the bed curtain.

The sharp weapon broke through the air, making a whistling sound, followed by the sound of it being inserted into the human body and a muffled groan.

In just two breaths, the door was suddenly pushed open.

In the dim light, through the bed curtains, Yu Ying could clearly hear the sounds of fighting.

Fu Wei supported himself on the bed and tried to sit up. Yu Ying quickly put down the dagger and stepped forward to help him.

They were all stunned when they touched the man's warm arm through his clothes, but Yu Ying calmed down quickly and helped the man sit up.

The flash of swords and sabers appeared in the tent, and Yu Ying quickly grasped the dagger in her hand again.

Fu Wei glanced at her in the dark.

The next moment, he seemed to realize something, his eyes became fierce, and he suddenly pressed her shoulders and pushed her down.

Yu Ying hardly reacted. She only felt a chilly wind passing through the back of her neck, blowing her black hair up, and a strand of her hair was cut off by a sharp weapon and fell on the couch.

As soon as he bent his waist slightly, the hidden weapon had already penetrated the inner bed railing.