"Since I bandaged your wound, could you please send someone to fetch an antidote for me after your eyes are healed? I can only truly feel at ease if I have the antidote with me."

They say the poison won't easily take effect, but you can't be too afraid of the unexpected. Having an antidote will give me peace of mind.

The man probably knew what she was thinking, so he didn't refuse and agreed.

"Don't worry, young lady, I will definitely have someone send the antidote over, along with a thank-you gift."

Xiao Yunying silently pursed her lips: "Forget about the thank-you gift, the antidote is enough."

She wasn't expecting any reward; she just wanted to live a good life.

The man didn't say anything more, so Xiao Yunying didn't ask anything else. She carefully wiped the dried herbs around his eyes and applied fresh medicinal mud.

He tore off a clean piece of fine cotton cloth, folded it into a long strip, wrapped it around the other person's eyes, and tied it loosely at the back of their head.

"I don't have any black cotton fabric at home, so I'll make do with blue for you."

The man touched the strip of cloth: "Any color is fine, I don't care."

Xiao Yunying was packing her things and chatting with him casually: "I thought you only liked black because you were dressed in all black."

The man replied earnestly, "I was in a hurry, so I wore black just for convenience."

Xiao Yunying understood; black is dirt-resistant, so it's not very noticeable when clothes are dirty.

After tidying up the bottles and jars, Xiao Yunying was about to say that she was going out to pour out the dirty water when she heard a series of gurgling sounds.

Her eyes shifted to the man's stomach, noticing his slightly furrowed brows as he sat upright on the stool, pursing his lips without speaking, while his hands on the table slowly clenched.

Oh, she's shy.

When I first met this person, his cold and murderous aura was quite frightening, but after spending some time with him, I didn't find him so scary anymore.

How come the occasional little expressions she makes are kind of cute?

Xiao Yunying, still retaining her senses, didn't dare to tease him. She picked up the wooden basin and said, "Are you hungry? Wait here for a while, I'll go make you something to eat."

The man wanted to refuse, but before he could even open his mouth, his stomach growled again, rendering him completely unable to say no.

Xiao Yunying didn't wait for his reply. She took the basin to the yard, poured out the water, rinsed it several times with well water, and, still feeling uneasy, turned the wooden basin upside down in the corner of the wall.

"Forget it, just to be safe, let's chop it up and use it as firewood tomorrow."

She doesn't understand toxins, and she doesn't know if disinfectant will work. Anyway, she has plenty of wooden basins at home, so one more won't make a difference.

After washing my hands, I went to the kitchen, thought for a moment, and took out the chicken soup I had made earlier from the supermarket, intending to make a bowl of chicken soup noodles.

Footsteps came from the kitchen doorway. Xiao Yunying turned around, glanced at the sound, and continued preparing the food.

"Why aren't you sleeping? Are you worried?"

Luo Yang walked in and grunted, "Did a thief break into the house?"

"It's neither true nor false."

Xiao Yunying didn't intend to hide the matter: "He fled to our house to escape the assassin. He can't be persuaded to leave, and I can't use force against him anyway. He's quite skilled in martial arts, so I can only try to coax him. I hope he'll leave before dawn, just like he said."

She had already considered her options. She had taken Xin'er into the supermarket before, which showed that if she wanted to, others could also enter the supermarket.

If that person goes back on their word, she can put them in the supermarket and then release them from a sheer cliff.

It's a bit cruel, but saving lives is the priority.

Xiao Yunying boiled water, guessing that the man's appetite was probably greater than hers, so she cooked more noodles, blanched two green vegetables, and poached two eggs.

Fried meatballs and braised pork belly are also good, so I just heated them up together in the soup.

Xiao Yunying scooped out the noodles and put them into the hot chicken soup. She then added the green vegetables, poached egg, and meatballs and crispy pork to the noodles, and took off her apron.

"Don't overthink it, everything should be fine. Go back to sleep. If you're worried, lock the door."

Luo Yang knew there was nothing he could do, and that rashly doing something might backfire and anger the other party. The best course of action now was to remain vigilant and continue to pretend ignorance.

The important thing is that he trusts his mother. His mother said that everything should be alright, so... everything should be alright, right?

"Then, Mother, be careful."

"Okay, go back inside now. Don't put out the candles, I'll return them in a bit."

Xiao Yunying carried a large bowl of noodles back to the man's room, placed the noodles on the table, and then closed the door.

"You're injured and poisoned, so you can't eat many things because they might interfere with the medicine or cause adverse reactions. I can only make you a simple bowl of chicken noodle soup, some blanched vegetables and poached eggs, and some meatballs that I fried today. Eat them while they're hot."

Xiao Yunying pushed the bowl of noodles in front of him and stuffed the chopsticks and spoon into his hands.

The man simply said "thank you" again.

"You can eat slowly by yourself. I'll go to the kitchen and make something."

Back in the kitchen, Xiao Yunying deftly took out a few steamed buns, cut a few steamed sausages, wrapped them together with fried meatballs and crispy pork in oil paper, and put them into a clean cloth bag along with a few salted duck eggs.

She remembered that the big, simple-minded man named Wan Jun had said they didn't have much money left and that it was still a long way to the capital. Preparing some food for them was a small token of her appreciation.

Carrying the cloth bag back into the house, the man had already finished eating the noodles, even drinking the soup clean.

Xiao Yunying thought to herself: She ate quite quickly; she must be really hungry.

"Are you full? Would you like another bowl?"

"That's enough, thank you, young lady."

To be fair, this person was quite polite, constantly saying thank you.

Xiao Yunying placed the cloth bag on the table: "I heard from your subordinate Wan Jun that you don't have much money left. It's quite a distance from here to the capital. I've prepared some food for you to eat on the road. Don't mind it."

The man tilted his head slightly: "Thank you for your kindness, young lady."

They actually asked for it directly?

Xiao Yunying touched her nose; she had thought the man would refuse.

They absolutely must get back to the capital safely.

Should she ask him to lend her some money?

Just a reminder that you absolutely must send over a copy of the antidote.

How much should you lend? Ideally, you should be able to lend in a way that doesn't make you seem stingy, but also doesn't hurt your feelings if the other party might not repay it.

Xiao Yunying was lost in her own thoughts and didn't notice that the other person claimed to be surnamed Luo.

At this moment, the man suddenly spoke up: "Miss, I would like to ask you some questions."

Xiao Yunying snapped out of her daze and asked, "Hmm? What is it?"

"I'd like to ask if there's a single household in this village..."

Clang!

The sound of debris falling to the ground outside the window interrupted his words, and both of them tensed up at the same time.

Xiao Yunying panicked for a moment. Could it be that the assassins had caught up with them?

The man listened intently, and after a moment said, "Don't panic, young lady, Wan Jun is here."

"are you sure?"

Xiao Yunying carefully walked to the door, opened it a crack, and listened carefully.

A deliberately lowered but still rough voice came from the backyard, gradually getting closer.

"Master, Master, where are you? Master, can you hear me? Make a sound!"

Xiao Yunying suppressed a laugh and turned to look at the man whose face had clearly darkened.

"Your subordinates came to pick you up, weren't you going to say a word?"