"And then what happened? What became of that Miao girl?"

Ever since the Qixi Festival, Huo Shuwen has been like a tree growing in He Yi's courtyard. On nights when no one is around, the girl sits by the window in the house, and the boy sits on the branches.

Huo Shuwen lowered his head and smiled, a smile hidden in the darkness, unnoticed by He Yi.

"Later, the man died, apparently lost in the miasma forest outside Miao territory. However, it is widely rumored that he was killed by people from Miao territory."

"The Miasma Forest, is that the forest in the storybooks where you get dizzy if you go in?" He Yi asked with a face full of curiosity.

Huo Shuwen nodded.

"Um."

"It's so nice outside, I want to go out and see it too." He Yi's voice gradually softened, becoming a little hoarse, and drowsiness welled up in her eyes.

Yes, one day you will go out and do what you want to do.

"Go to sleep, it's late."

The girl nodded and then closed the window.

Master He has come to Aunt Suifang's place again. Every time he comes, He Yi is unhappy.

Huo Shuwen also noticed this.

He then asked:

Why don't you talk to your father?

"Because he doesn't care about me, because I'm not his son."

"That's your own father too."

"So what? Haven't you noticed yet? Every time he comes to my mother's courtyard, several maids from my stepmother's side will come and bully me. She can't touch my mother, she can only touch me."

Huo Shuwen was enlightened by these words. No wonder the housekeeper always told him to rest. It turned out that He Yi had been bullied while he was not looking.

The boy didn't say much, but his cold, bright eyes revealed a hint of displeasure.

"I don't know anything about the inner quarters of the household."

Hearing this, He Yi assumed he didn't want to deal with the filth in the mansion.

The girl was already used to it.

Even her own parents don't love her.

Can you expect others to feel sorry for you?

The girl smiled nonchalantly, and was about to speak when she heard the person beside her say:

"But I said I would take care of you, and I wouldn't let you be bullied."

He Yi knew some medical skills, and she always made herself look frail and delicate in order to suffer less so that the maids could report back to her.

The young girl didn't understand how Huo Shuwen wanted to protect her. Under the eaves, how could she possibly go against the mistress?

What do you think?

Who can blame them when they're eagles?

He's so aloof now.

Whoever you want.

You absolutely cannot touch the person I love.

I can't beat you in anything else, but just look at whether I have any friends in the underworld.

That day, the maids from the mistress's courtyard did not come to He Yi's place, but were taken away by Huo Shuwen on the way.

They lifted it by force, like up a tree.

But the girl only had him by her side. No matter what, Huo Shuwen couldn't follow He Yi around every day. He also had to go to the bathroom and had his own things to do.

Just as he left, He Yi was beaten by her elder sister again.

The bright red handprint on his face was glaringly obvious.

The eagle doesn't understand, so you just stand there and let her hit you?

Will they not resist?

But these words were not spoken aloud.

No matter what the mistakes were, it was all my fault.

It's because I'm not by her side.

Huo Shuwen looked at the red mark on He Yi's face, and involuntarily touched it, asking:

Does it hurt?

"It doesn't hurt, I'm used to it."

The eagle turned its head and looked towards the main courtyard, then turned around and went to send a message to its friends in the martial arts world.

Killing someone is definitely out of the question, but scaring them is.

Those skilled in martial arts, with their light-footedness, would stroll around your courtyard every night dressed in white and red.

He can come in turns, no problem. He knows a few people from Miao area, they can come as long as you pay.

He Yi was sitting in the yard washing clothes today. She didn't want anyone else to do the washing. The girl had read in a book that many things would cause itching if you wore them after washing them, and in severe cases, you could scratch your skin raw.

She was afraid.

So I dare not.

He Yi sat on a small stool, listening to her hospitalized stepmother's terrified screams. Then she looked up and asked the person on the roof:

"What's wrong with my stepmother lately?"

Why do you shout every night?

"The noise is getting louder every day, it's driving my mother crazy."

Huo Shuwen lowered his head and replied:

"If you do something wrong, you'll be afraid of ghosts coming to your door."

He Qing also didn't make things difficult for He Yi these past two days.

The boy, seeing He Yi's hands red from being splashed with cold water, climbed down from the roof and asked her:

"Are you washing your outer clothes or your inner clothes?"

"ah?"

The girl was a little shy when asked the question.

"coat."

"Then leave it there, I'll wash it for you."

"How can this be? Men and women are different."

The eagle lowered its head, its handsome face showing a blank expression, and upon closer inspection, there was a hint of grievance in it, especially in its voice, which had become much softer.

"Are we... still different?"

He Yi was baffled by his behavior.

The girl had never seen anything like this before.

So he quickly explained:

"No, of course... of course not, but..."

"Since that's not the case, it's no big deal for me to wash your clothes. Get up, I'll do it."

He Yi obediently moved aside and watched Huo Shuwen sit on her small stool, rubbing his clothes.

"Guard Huo," the girl called softly.

"It doesn't sound good."

"What?"

The eagle looked at the girl and replied:

"Second Miss, I feel it's not very polite for you to call me Guard Huo; it sounds a bit distant."

"Then why do you still call me Second Miss?"

"I can choose not to call out."

"Then what should I call you?" He Yi asked in return.

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