Seeing Xie Jian raise his hook knife again, Shen Heng forced herself to stand up, hugging his lower back with both hands, enduring the fear of being strangled again: "Ajian, you still have to take the imperial examination. You have a bright future ahead of you. If you get stained with blood, your life will be ruined. If not for yourself, you have to think about your sister-in-law and Min'er."

Thinking of how his sister-in-law was nearly raped and how Min'er nearly drowned, and whether or not they could survive this time, Xie Jian's eyes were filled with bloodshot and hatred. "My sister-in-law and Min'er are such kind-hearted people. They could forgive these people's evil deeds and hope to live in harmony in the future. But what about them? Have they ever thought of letting us go? Have they ever thought of saying a kind word or doing a good deed?"

"Yes, they deserve to die. But Ah Jian, there's no need to sacrifice your life for these people." Chen Heng choked up, "You're only ten years old and still have a lot of time to live. I know you feel resentment, and so do I, but we shouldn't punish these evil people by sacrificing our own lives. It's not worth it."

Xie Jian sneered: "Chen Heng, you are just an outsider. Do you really think I don't know that you have been watching coldly? Go away, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

Yes, she has been watching from the sidelines. As a time traveler, it is difficult for her to fit in for a while, but she is a sentimental person. She likes Xiao Min'er calling her Auntie, likes her sister-in-law's thrifty management of the household, and also likes Xie Jian, a young man who has taken on the responsibility of supporting the family at such a young age.

Who cares about the historical trajectory, who cares about the treacherous ministers in the future, if nothing has happened, why bother thinking about it?

Before she knew it, she had integrated into the family and regarded them as her own.

"I'm not an outsider, we're a family." Chen Hengyu: "Ajian, we can work together to make our lives better and better, so don't do anything stupid."

Xie Jian remained unmoved and pried open the belt around Shen Heng's waist with his fingers.

"Ajian."

Xie Jian turned and looked at her.

Chen Heng wanted to hold his hand again, but felt timid under those black eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent.

Xie Jian looked at Xie Changgen, who had a desperate face, and a cruel smile flashed in his eyes.

"Xie Jian, you're not alone," Chen Heng cried out loudly, choking with sobs at his back, "Don't just think about the evil of others, don't just think about the bad things. Think about your parents-in-law's expectations of you, think about your brother's love for you, think about the hard work your sister-in-law put in to help you pass the imperial examination, think about how cute Xiao Min'er is."

She didn't want the boy's life to be ruined like this.

Xie Jian gripped the hook knife tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand.

"Xie Jian, think about them. They've loved you just as much. Even for them, you shouldn't do something irreparable. And me, from now on, no matter how great the difficulties and setbacks, hurt and oppression we face, I will face them together with everyone."

Xie Changgen's terrified eyes moved back and forth between the two people. The murderous aura on Xie Jian had faded a lot. He shouldn't kill him again, right?

Seeing that her words had worked, Shen Heng became bolder and walked up to Xie Jian: "Ah Jian, let's go. Maybe Min'er has woken up and is calling for her uncle. My sister-in-law must be waiting for you too."

Xie Jian pursed his lips tightly, gripped the hook knife tightly, and struggled in his heart. His mind flashed back to the love of his father and mother when he was young, the pampering of his brothers, and later the kindness of his sister-in-law and Min'er. Yes, in this life, they were the ones who most wanted him to live a good life.

"Ajian." Chen Heng carefully took the hook knife from Xie Jian's hand, took his hand, and said gently: "Let's go home."

At this moment, Xie Changgen's eyes fell on the kitchen knife that was knocked down by Xie Jian during the fight just now. Knowing that Xie Jian must have set an ambush here, he took the kitchen knife from his tribesmen just in case, but he didn't expect Xie Jian to be so strong.

As long as he held Chen Heng hostage, Xie Jian didn't dare to kill him. He took a few deep breaths without leaving any trace and used all his strength to pick up the kitchen knife.

"Be careful." Xie Jian protected Chen Heng behind him. When he was about to throw out the hook knife, he saw Xie Changgen suddenly kneeling on the ground with a painful look on his face. Two arrows were stuck in the back of his legs.