With a hiss, Cuiguo felt a chill on her body. Immediately afterwards, a rough, large hand covered her.

Cuiguo screamed wildly, "Ahhh! Let me go, let me go, you beast!"

She began to struggle violently again.

Gradually, Cui Guo's movements slowed down, her mind a blur. Then, her body became hot, as if a raging fire was burning in her chest, desperately needing an outlet.

"It's hot, so hot!" Cuiguo squirmed, her little mouth agape as she murmured.

Finally, she took the initiative, wrapping her slender arms around him...

*

When Jiang Wanwan and Qi Zhao returned to Dashui Village on horseback, it was still dark.

"Let's dismount." Qi Zhao helped Jiang Wanwan down from the horse, then tied the horse to the big locust tree at the village entrance. The two then quickly returned home, pretending that nothing had happened.

Qi Zhao called out to Jiang Wanwan, who was walking ahead, "Jiang Wanwan, wait a moment, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Wanwan stopped and turned to look at him, her smile bright and radiant. "What is it?"

"I'll be setting off for Anhuai County before dawn. While I'm gone, you must be extra careful in everything you do." A dark glint flashed in Qi Zhao's eyes.

Jiang Wanwan nodded. "Okay, I understand. Go back to your room and pack your things."

After saying that, she hurriedly walked into her room.

Seeing that Jiang Wanwan didn't seem to miss him at all, he felt a pang of disappointment.

How heartless! They had been through thick and thin together, yet they so callously urged him to leave.

Qi Zhao stood there for a long time before walking into his room.

He quickly packed his only two sets of clothes, put the medicine Jiang Wanwan had given him the night before into his large bundle, tied it neatly, slung the bundle over his shoulder, grabbed his sword, and left the house.

Qi Zhao looked into Jiang Wanwan's room; there wasn't a single candle lit inside. He chuckled, thinking that the heartless girl was probably asleep.

Well, he's never liked farewells anyway, so let it be.

Qi Zhao walked quickly toward the gate. He stopped and looked back at Old Jiang's courtyard with some reluctance.

Although the Jiang family is large, there are very few conflicts. The whole family lives in harmony and peace. They work together to prosper.

This peaceful life was what he longed for. The time he spent here were the most beautiful memories of his life.

To be honest, he was really reluctant to leave his life at Old Jiang's house, and also reluctant to leave the little girl who exploited his labor.

Thinking of Jiang Wanwan, Qi Zhao's lips curled into a faint smile. A tenderness, unnoticed even by himself, appeared in his eyes.

Not daring to delay any longer, Qi Zhao carried his bundle and walked quickly towards the village entrance.

To his great surprise, the horse that was tied under the locust tree had disappeared.

Qi Zhao searched everywhere but could not find any trace of the horse.

Suddenly, a clear and familiar voice rang out from behind. "Young master, are you looking for a horse?"

Qi Zhao paused, turned around in disbelief, and found that it was Jiang Wanwan.

Jiang Wanwan was leading the horse, carrying a bundle on her back, and looking at him with a smile.

Qi Zhao frowned and looked at her seriously, "Why are you carrying a bundle?"