The rain fell like a curtain, pouring down from the eaves.

Liu He brought the plate into the room and placed it on the table. There were several people in the room, so it was a little crowded.

"My dear, the ginger soup is ready."

The traveler was caught in the rain, and in order to prevent him from catching a cold and getting sick and infecting himself, Rong Xi asked Liu He to cook some ginger soup and send it to him.

Their rent was generous, so Rong Xi decided to treat them well.

There were five travelers. One of them had injured legs and feet and had difficulty walking. He was now lying on a couch. A man traveling with him was applying medicine and bandaging him.

Judging from his skillful technique, he must have been practicing medicine for many years. Since he has a doctor accompanying him, his status should not be underestimated.

Among the remaining three, one has a handsome face and a tall figure, and should not be even twenty years old. The other two people, who had been serving him, were both tall, straight, and mighty.

Several people were wearing plain clothes.

"It's a chilly night. You might as well drink some ginger soup first, then wash your hair and body, and change your clothes." Rong Xi suggested slowly.

Fortunately, the house is spacious and has enough bedrooms, otherwise there might not be enough accommodation for five people.

"Thank you for your concern, young master." The handsome young man smiled. His black hair was soaked and stuck to his temples and cheeks, making him look a little pitiful.

Having said that, he did not reach for the soup.

The doctor suddenly stood up, picked up the bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and smiled at Rong Xi with his eyes curved, handsome and generous.

"My dear young master, you are so kind. Thank you very much."

As soon as he finished drinking, the other three took action.

Liu He brought another bowl of sugar water to the bedside and said, "This gentleman is injured and should not eat ginger."

The handsome doctor took the bowl with a smile, looked into the man's amber eyes, and said, "Sugar water replenishes the blood."

The man stared back sternly.

The young man did not give in at all.

Only then did Rong Xi see the man's face clearly.

Her appearance was extremely beautiful, and although she was as delicate as a beautiful girl, she did not show any weakness at all. She had handsome eyes, thin eyebrows, a nose like a hanging gall bladder, and perfect lips. Her lips were pale due to blood loss, and she refused the sugar water at this time, which made her look quite delicate.

Such a beauty is truly a rare treasure.

Perhaps because Rong Xi had been staring for too long, the man's gaze turned, and the white bird lying quietly beside the couch also looked at Rong Xi.

It is the nature of pet birds to follow their owners.

The man's eyes were as dark as ink, and under the flickering candlelight, they looked even more hazy and rosy. He stared at Rong Xi for a long time before he opened his mouth to ask, his voice as loud as the sound of a chime.

"I'm sorry to bother you so much late at night. I'm very grateful for your hospitality." He spoke softly but forcefully, "I was traveling with my brother for business and encountered robbers on the road. Luckily, we survived. I feel at ease now that you've taken care of me."

Rong Xi didn't believe a word of it.

Since we encountered robbers on the road, where would the rent come from? This person must have been making it up on purpose. If Rong Xi was wise, he would have known there was something fishy going on and would not have asked casually.

There is only one master and two servants in the house. It is easy to control and there is no need to worry about the news leaking out.

"The hot soup is ready. If it's not enough, the kitchen is only a hundred steps away, so you can prepare some yourself. It's late at night, so everyone should go to bed early." After Rong Xi finished speaking, he left.

The five people in the room were silent for a while.

After a while, a handsome young man came to the bedside, his eyes red and his nose sore, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother, it is my fault that you have to suffer this punishment."

The man's right leg was cut by a sharp knife, deep enough to see the bone. If an ordinary person were to suffer this, he would definitely feel unbearable pain and be terrified. But he had experienced countless bloody battles, so this injury was nothing to worry about for him.

"Don't think too much about it. It's the culprit's fault. It's just that the trip will be delayed, and there may be more trouble at night."

Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, flickering in the light.

The handsome doctor spoke at the right time to break the heavy atmosphere.

"The sugar water is warm, you'd better drink it in time, Brother Sizhi." He held the bowl close to the man's lips with a playful smile.

The man frowned and said in a cold voice: "Chen Chuangu, I think you are tired of living."

The handsome young man and Chen Chuangu formed a united front and advised: "Brother, I know you don't like sweet things, but you are injured now, so it's better to follow the doctor's advice."

Chen Chuangu raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Erlangjun is absolutely right. Brother Sizhi, please."

The man stared at her for a long time before he said, "The sugar water is cold, let's leave it there."

"Hahaha," Chen Chuangu handed the bowl to one of the servants, "Heat it up in the kitchen, then bring it to serve Brother Sizhi."

The strong servant was about to take it after getting the handsome young man's approval, but he saw the man on the couch quickly snatch the pottery bowl, drink it in one gulp with held breath, throw the bowl into Chen Chuan Gu's arms, wipe his lips with his sleeve, and stare at him fiercely.

"Help Erlang bathe." The man ordered two strong servants.

The strong servant retreated after receiving the order.

The handsome young man leaned against the bed with a solemn expression, "Brother, please don't worry. Your body is more precious than anything else. I only regret that I can't see your father's face."

They traveled day and night, changed their route, and luckily escaped the assassination. They arrived at Linxi, Qingzhou, and stayed in this house on a rainy night.

Qingzhou is about half a month's journey from Shengjing. The man is now recuperating here for at least half a month. In such a month, the situation in Shengjing may be turned upside down.

The white bird pecked at my sleeve with its beak, as if to comfort me.

The handsome young man stroked the bird's head and said, "Luckily, Bai Shuang is smart and can lead the way for us."

Bai Shuang dodged by tilting her head, then pounced on the man's chest and lay motionless.

"Mr. Erlang, the hot soup is ready, please take a bath." The strong servant suddenly came to the door and reported.

The young man stood up after hearing this and said, "Brother, just calm down and take a rest."

The next morning, the cold rain stopped.

The water gathered in the depression of the black tiles and dripped down the eaves. Liu He returned from the morning market with a sack on his back and bought a lot of rice according to Rong Xi's instructions.

If others ask curiously, just say that your husband and Zishi have a good appetite and buy some more as a reserve. When others see that the man is fat and strong, they don't worry too much.

He could see that the five travelers were of extraordinary status and acted cautiously, so there must be something fishy going on. Fortunately, the house was in a remote area and it was late at night, so no one saw it.

He only wants to live a peaceful life and doesn't want to be disturbed.

"Uncle, my husband said he wanted to have porridge this morning." Liu Zishi took the sack and carried it on his back easily.

Liu He smiled and nodded, and the two went to the kitchen together.

In the kitchen, Rong Xi was cooking porridge on the stove. Considering the guest's injury and blood loss, he planned to cook some blood-replenishing porridge.

When the sun reaches noon, breakfast is served.

Five people gathered in the guest room. The Liu family's grandparents and two strong servants came with a case. The lacquered plates on the table were neatly arranged, with porridge and cakes available.

"The food is simple, please forgive me."

Rong Xi originally wanted to just go through the motions, perform his duties as a host, and then leave. Unexpectedly, the injured patient on the bed took the initiative to speak.

"Things were urgent last night, please don't blame me if I was impolite."

After a night, the man's energy and blood recovered and his face became more eye-catching. Although he apologized, he was still very imposing, as if he was used to giving orders.

Rong Xi shook his head and smiled, and because of his fat face, he even looked a bit silly.

"My surname is Chen, and I'm the first one." The so-called Chen Dalang looked at the handsome boy again and said, "This is my younger brother."

After he finished introducing himself, Chen Chuangu continued, "I am the doctor of the Chen family."

As for the two "strong servants", I will not elaborate on them.

It sounded fake, but Rong Xi remained calm and said, "My name is Rong, and I'm the first one. I'll go first and won't disturb you guys from eating."

After he left, Chen Chuangu suddenly burst into laughter.

"Mr. Rong is such a wonderful person!"

After he finished speaking, he scooped up the porridge and swallowed it in one gulp, giving a thumbs up and praising: "It is indeed sweet! Young Master Rong is very considerate and thoughtful. He knew that Brother Si had lost blood and specially made this porridge. He is really kind-hearted."

Chen Erlang was helpless. He had long been accustomed to Chen Chuangu's unreliability, so he said, "If you don't like sweet porridge, you can have salty cakes instead."

He wanted to laugh, but seeing how pitiful Chen Dalang was, he told his servant, "Bring some tea."

The strong servant received the order and left. After a moment, the plate arrived. The cups were arranged on the plate, Jian fell down and poured out three cups, which were divided among the three masters of the Chen family.

Chen Dalang had no choice but to swallow the cake with water and did not eat a single bite of the sweet porridge.

After the meal, the strong servant picked up the lacquer tray and went to the kitchen.

Rong Xi had finished his meal and was about to cook some pork bone soup. Seeing that the bowl of porridge was not touched at all, he couldn't help but ask, "Which gentleman doesn't eat porridge?"

The servant's expression remained calm, and he answered honestly, "Mr. Dalang doesn't like sweets."

Rong Xi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He really meant well but did the wrong thing.

"Mr. Rong is kind-hearted. My master appreciates it." The servant showed gratitude on his face.

Rong Xi laughed and asked again: "Is it possible to avoid eating bone soup?" Bone soup can also be used to replenish blood. If Chen Dalang still doesn't like it, there is nothing he can do.

Jian Pu was stunned for a moment, "I'll go ask."

The tall figure left, and Rong Xi's lips curled up.

The servants have no idea of ​​Chen Dalang's taste, but they serve Chen Erlang closely. This group of people is really interesting.

The author has something to say:

Our Dalang is a beautiful and kind person~ Hahaha