Chapter 99 Will you still push me in the future?

The soup was ready, and the yamen runner ladled out a bowl and brought it to Liu Min to drink.

Liu Min thanked him and reached out to take the bowl. His fingers had already touched the foot of the bowl when, with a loud bang, it shattered, and soup splashed everywhere. Even though he reacted quickly and withdrew his hand instantly, he was still drenched. Fortunately, it was very cold outside, and the soup wasn't too hot, so he didn't lose his composure.

After silently wiping his fingers clean, he straightened up and turned his head to look to the right.

The stone just flew in from the right.

Actually, you don't even need to look to know what's going on.

He couldn't think of anyone else who would do something so pointless.

Just as he thought.

He Jing was constantly angry, angry at Shan Lai. Shan Lai had offended him, and had been offending him all along. He was never one to suffer in silence; he always wanted a clean break. Even if his father made him suffer, he wouldn't tolerate it. He would glare at him, give him a hard time, and sometimes even bite back, making his own father so angry that he wanted to draw his sword to kill him. But his father wouldn't actually kill him; he was just putting on a show to scare him, hoping he would beg for forgiveness so he could save face. If he were sensible, he would have gone along with it. How could he let his father lose face? But he was just insensible; he just wouldn't give him face. That day by Ling Lake, his father, in front of the prefect, berated him for being brave but reckless, foolish and reckless, almost ruining a great deal. He should be dismissed, investigated, punished, and imprisoned… all those were harsh words, spoken with a burning rage, his brows furrowed in anger. Even the prefect had to come out and mediate. This was far too harsh; how could it have come to this? It's just a small matter, calm down, calm down... Actually, it's not a small matter; there are injuries and deaths, so it's still troublesome. That's why his father scolded him. The harsher the scolding, the harder it is for the prefect to investigate. He knew this in his heart, but he just couldn't bear the humiliation, being belittled in front of so many people... In front of everyone, he coldly threw his waist token on the ground, turned around, and left. Even if it was for his own good, he wouldn't appreciate such humiliation. If he treats his own father like this, how can he expect to be well treated by others? But Shanlai is someone he loves, the kind of love that's cherished in his heart. No matter how angry he is, he doesn't want to hurt her.

Liu Min was different.

Liu Min was someone he disliked.

If there is fire, it must be ignited.

He admitted he was jealous of this person. She was clearly good for nothing except for her looks, yet she had won her heart. Why? And she didn't even appreciate it. She was so lucky but didn't know how good she was. It made him even angrier!

Of course I need to teach him a lesson! Ideally, I should provoke him into beating me up; I've been wanting to beat him up for ages!

Let's just say this person is utterly useless! He suffered humiliation but didn't dare utter a sound; he was cowardly, weak, and incompetent.

How could you fall for someone like that?

Today I'll make her see his true colors! He's nothing but a pretty face, a silver-plated spearhead!

But he didn't give them a chance; he just glanced over and then turned and left.

It turns out they really didn't intend to retaliate.

This only made him more contemptuous.

"Why did you leave so suddenly? Did you stop breathing? Or are you just useless? No matter who hits you, you just endure it. Are you even a man?"

This is outrageous!

Liu Min was so angry that his lungs ached.

But I don't intend to do anything.

He wanted to make himself look pathetic, so that people would be disappointed in him.

That way she will leave.

He'd do anything as long as she was happy.

Therefore, he couldn't help but feel jealous of He Jing.

This person has a face that looks like he's never been bullied, and he acts recklessly and without restraint.

She's very different from him.

What a brute! So vulgar! How could he possibly be worthy of being called a kind man?

But no matter what, I'm still better than I am now.

He is definitely not worthy.

I really hate it.

My life is just too bad.

If that day ever comes...

That day will never come… He'll never have the chance to take the exam, and he can't become an official. If he doesn't become an official, what can he do? A businessman? That's not good… He could join the army, if he earns military merit…

Just as he was thinking about how to make a contribution, he suddenly fell to the ground, somewhat dazed, and was easily pinned down by someone's knee against his chest, unable to move.

"I'm asking you! Are you even a man?! Why are you running away?"

Someone grabbed his collar.

"You cowardly bastard!"

If I were to endure this any longer, it would be far too unbearable; I might as well be dead.

Liu Min was not someone to be trifled with. After all, he had been a young master for ten years, a true young master. If Old Madam Qin hadn't gone, he would have stayed in Pingcheng...

It's okay if you can't get up. The snow has already melted, and there are stones everywhere on the ground. I've never heard of anyone's head being harder than a stone!

He Jing was questioning him face to face, and since he already looked down on him, he didn't expect this move.

It really hurts.

But he stubbornly remained silent.

If I were to scream in such a terrible way, wouldn't I lose all face?

"Fine! Fine! Let me tell you! My fists are harder than rocks! I'll show you today!"

Without any hesitation, he immediately threw a punch.

Liu Min wasn't stupid. When he saw the fist coming down, he immediately tilted his head, so he was only grazed on the cheek and didn't suffer any serious injury.

Two constables arrived at this moment, obviously to help Liu Min.

One grabbed He Jing by the armpits and dragged him backward, while the other rushed forward to help Liu Min up from the ground.

The situation turned upside down overnight.

The two constables were indeed skilled, but He Jing was no pushover either. He immediately broke free and kicked Liu Min squarely in the leg, sending Liu Min crashing back to the ground. He then pounced on him again, but this time he had lost the initiative and his complete dominance was gone. Moreover, Liu Min saw blood in his mouth and tasted it...

Both men wanted the other dead, so the two constables couldn't separate them...

This caused quite a commotion; some members of the caravan saw it and pulled their companions to see, and those companions pulled their companions in turn…

So Shanlai also found out.

Anyone with eyes could easily discern the complexities of the relationship between her, He Jing, and Liu Min.

Also, wanting to see a bigger spectacle, he urged her to hurry over: "Miss Yao, your two lovers are fighting over there, aren't you going to go and take a look?"

Shanlai was learning to make pastries from the caravan's cook when he heard this. He forgot to take off his coat and ran straight in the direction the person had come from. No one needed to ask where it was; everyone was rushing to the same place to watch the spectacle.

They not only watched, but also praised and offered suggestions.

"Kick him in the lower body! Kick him!"

"Bite him! Ouch! I told you to bite him!"

Shanlai hates these people to death.

"Get out of the way! Everyone get out of the way! Get out of my way now!"

No one would let her pass, so she had to squeeze in, but luckily she was thin enough.

Squeeze in and rush forward.

Of course she was on Liu Min's side. She rushed over and pushed He Jing, loudly questioning, "Why did you hit him?" As she finished speaking, tears fell down her face.

Her tears were far more powerful than her fists.

Looking at her, He Jing didn't bring down his raised fist. He awkwardly got up from Liu Min and stood there, looking rather helpless, hesitant to speak several times.

Shanlai quickly helped Liu Min up from the ground, biting his lip as he looked at him. He raised his hand to touch the injury on Liu Min's face, but was afraid of hurting him, so he just held up his hand, silently looking at him, tears streaming down his face.

He Jing's easy retreat displeased the onlookers.

"Oh dear! The game isn't over yet!"

The outcome was already decided; how could Liu Min be a match for He Jing?

These people!

"Get out!" Shan Lai gritted his teeth in hatred. "What are you looking at? Get out of here!"

There were some who disagreed and spoke rudely, but seeing that their companions had all left and there was no more excitement to be had, they also left.

The crowd dispersed in a short time.

Liu Min was beaten quite badly; he was covered in injuries, both visible and invisible, so he was starting to lose his balance and was about to faint.

Shanlai sensed it and quickly turned to ask him, "How are you?" She was being very careful, but seeing that he was dizzy and looked like he couldn't take it anymore, she felt a mix of love and resentment and couldn't help but yell at him, "Why did you fight?" Then she cried even harder.

Although Liu Min was about to faint, he did not actually faint. He was still conscious, and even with his eyes half-closed, he could see her tears.

He wanted to lean over and hug her, but when he actually tried, he pushed her away.

Go away, why don't you leave? This place isn't worth your lingering...

He pushed her again.

Shan hadn't expected this, so he fell to the ground without any warning, letting out a short cry of pain.

The snow had melted, and the ground was covered with pebbles.

When Shanlai fell, he braced himself with his left hand.

The pain in her cries suddenly brought Liu Min, who was still feeling dizzy, back to his senses. He looked down at her blankly.

He Jing had already run over and helped Shan Lai up. He saw that her left hand, which was being supported by her right hand, had bloody welts like whip marks on its palm, and was covered with bits of grass...

"I'll take you to clean your wound."

He truly loved her and cared for her deeply. He didn't want her to walk and wanted to carry her to find water. However, as soon as he bent down, he was pushed aside.

Liu Min remained dazed, staring blankly at the wound on Shan Lai's palm.

Does it hurt a lot?

He asked in a trembling voice.

Shan Lai was in great pain, but she gritted her teeth and didn't cry out, not even shedding a tear.

He asked again, his voice even more unsteady than before.

Shanlai didn't answer, but simply raised his hand a little higher so that he could see it clearly.

Will you still push me in the future?

He couldn't speak, he was just trembling.

In the end, He Jing carried Shan Lai away horizontally.

He Jing had lived in the barracks before and was very experienced in treating wounds. He first rinsed the wound with clean water, then with liquor, patted it dry, sprinkled on wound medicine, and then bandaged it. The bandage was very good, tight, and didn't look bad.

As He Jing was packing his things, Shan Lai stared blankly at the laceration. He Jing noticed and asked her, "What are you looking at?"

Shanlai replied, "If Sister Chu were here right now, that would be wonderful."

Upon hearing this, He Jing asked, "Who is this? Why do you want her here?"

"Sister Chu is a very skilled doctor. She can prescribe medicine that won't leave scars. I don't have any scars on my feet..."

He Jing understood what she meant and laughed, "Scars are unsightly. If you're so afraid of scars, you should find a way to avoid getting hurt."

Shanlai didn't speak, but turned to look at the injured person who was standing with his head down in the distance.

He Jing looked over at her and asked, "If he leaves a scar, will you resent him?"

Shan Lai shook his head.

"Why?"

"He definitely didn't want me to get hurt; he did that to me for my own good..."

He Jing didn't understand, "Pushing you and causing you to get hurt was also for your own good?"

“He didn’t mean to hurt me. He just felt that it was better to push me away and get me far away from him than to suffer with him.”

He Jing actually understood, but he just didn't want to admit it.

"Is this how you love someone?"

"I really love him..."

When she said "I love you," her eyes were on him, her tone and expression were gentle and affectionate, which was very touching.

"I'd sacrifice anything for him."

He Jing sneered, "Does loving someone mean sacrificing yourself? And so willingly? I think you're completely deluded!"