In her sea of consciousness, steam was rising from the center of the spring, and five drops of transparent and moist water were hanging just above it, trembling as she looked at it.
Ye Nuan was a little excited. It seemed that Qi Wuze's jade was good jade.
I could put a drop directly on her mother's wound at night, but on second thought, I felt it was not a good idea. If the wound healed immediately, it would definitely arouse her mother's suspicion. If someone else accidentally found out, it would be even more troublesome.
It was completely dark, and everyone lit a fire. Gao Zangfeng and six soldiers sat alone beside the donkey cart, eating steamed buns with simmering wine. With them around, the remaining dozen or so people were obviously not as frightened as before. Although hungry, they felt at ease.
Ye Xiaohu wasn't shy either. He approached Gao Zangfeng and stared at his wine gourd, poking it from time to time. Gao Zangfeng was amused. He shook the wine gourd and approached him and asked, "Little kid, want to have a taste?"
Ye Xiaohu quickly turned around to look at his elder sister and mother. Seeing that they were not paying attention, he took a sip from the wine gourd. His whole face wrinkled like a bun in an instant. He stuck out his tongue, his little face flushed, and he felt a little dizzy. His short legs could not keep him steady, and he fell down.
Gao Zangfeng caught him and laughed. Su was originally sitting down, and when she saw this, she hurried to hug him, but was stopped by Ye Nuan.
"Mom, I'm going."
She stood up and walked towards Gao Zangfeng. When Gao Zangfeng saw her coming, he immediately shut up, handed the person to her with some embarrassment, and stuffed a steamed bun into the little baby's arms.
From the smell of alcohol, she knew this man had tricked the child. Since he had saved her life, she couldn't bear to argue with him. She picked up Ye Xiaohu and walked towards Su. Su took the child and saw that her son's face was red like a drunk cat. She glared at Gao Zangfeng and the others in anger.
After everyone else fell asleep, Ye Nuan walked around behind Su with the medicine bottle and said, "Mother, bear with it. I'll apply the medicine for you."
Out of Su's sight, she dropped a drop of spiritual spring water into the powder and shook it twice, thinking that after mixing it this way, sprinkling the powder on the wound would dilute it.
The clothes on Su's back where the wound was were torn. During the day she had always put on an extra coat, but now that she had taken it off, the hideous wound was exposed in the firelight.
Reaching out to pull the clothes around the wound open, Su grimaced in pain. It was no different for her. Wei Qian's whip had sharp barbs, scraping off a long strip of flesh. Su was already weak, and the torment only made her face paler.
Ye Nuan carefully sprinkled the powder on the wound, staring at the wound with her black eyes without blinking.
She wanted to see to what extent this powder mixed with spiritual spring water could heal the wound.
The medicinal powder gradually melted into the wound, and the protruding skin and flesh became visibly flattened, but it did not heal directly. Ye Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, but was also slightly disappointed.
After drinking the water mixed with spiritual spring water, she felt much more energetic, and the scar on her face was a little itchy. Why was the effect not so obvious on her mother's wound?
Shouldn't it be mixed with powder and dripped directly onto the wound? But where is the best place to drip the medicine on such a long wound?
"Are you ready?" Su asked with his back hunched.
Ye Nuan quickly sprinkled some more medicine powder and helped her pull up her outer garment. She took Xiaohu from her arms and said, "Mom, you should go to sleep too." Her mother hadn't slept well because of the pain from her wounds during the whole journey. If this continued, she would definitely fall ill.
Su tidied her clothes and lay down on her side to sleep, while Ye Nuan held Xiaohu in her arms and slept next to the pile of straw.
The fire crackled and smoke billowed into the night.
Before it was fully light, I heard Su next to me move twice, as if she had woken up.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Su muttered, "My back is a little itchy." Just as she was about to reach out to scratch it, Ye Nuan immediately got up and held her down, "Don't scratch it, let me see the wound."
Lifting Su's coat, in the dim light, the reddened wound had already healed and would be visible in a few days. She was momentarily surprised to find that the powder mixed with the spiritual spring was much more effective than ordinary powder.
It’s worthy of being called a spiritual spring!
"Mom, the wound is probably about to scab over, please be patient and don't move."
Just as he finished speaking, Gao Zangfeng shouted twice, and everyone started to get up. Ye Nuan carried the sleepy Ye Xiaohu and walked towards the donkey cart. The donkey cart began to shake, and the fog made it difficult to see the road ahead.
After walking for a while, the child lying on her shoulder rubbed his eyes and muttered softly, "Sister, I'm hungry."
Ye Nuan stuffed a sea buckthorn fruit into his hand, and after he finished eating, she stuffed the steamed bun Gao Zangfeng had given him yesterday into his hand. She patted his back and said softly, "Eat slowly, don't choke."
Gao Zangfeng in the front heard the noise, slowed down his horse, turned his head to look at the little kid eating, and couldn't even suppress his smile.
Ye Nuan found it a little funny. This man liked children so much, so he must be a good person.
As he watched, he suddenly sighed, "I wish I could have a chubby son like this one someday. It makes me happy just looking at him."
Ye Nuan asked casually, "Is Mr. Gao married?"
Hit the bull's eye!
Gao Zangfeng finally lowered his lip and ran forward a few steps with a bitter face. Ye Nuan chuckled: "Okay, you want to have a baby even though you don't have a wife yet."
The donkey cart traveled through the wilderness for another two days. When the sun rose on the third day, they finally saw Dahuang Village.
"Get off the bus. Dahuang Village is half a mile ahead. You can walk there by yourselves." The people of Luomu City don't like the criminals from Dahuang Village. The people of Dahuang Village also don't like people from Luomu City. It's impossible to go any further.
Among the dozen or so people, only Ye Nuan's family was better off. The rest were so hungry that their legs were shaking, and their eyes began to blur when they helped themselves down the donkey cart.
From here, Dahuang Village was built on a high slope, forming a neat circle. There were some trees around the village, though they were a bit burnt green. From the village, roosters crowed, smoke curled up, and the aroma of food wafted in, drawing the starving people into the village.
Ye Nuan was the last one to get off the donkey cart holding Ye Xiaohu. Gao Zangfeng jumped off the horse and walked closer. He couldn't help but reach out and pinch Ye Xiaohu's pouting face.
Ye Xiaohu showed him his two little canine teeth and called sweetly, "Uncle."
The eight-foot-tall man, his eyes curved with laughter, patted his head and asked, "What's your name?"
Ye Xiaohu replied in a baby voice: "Xiaohu."
"Xiao Huzi, what a nice name! Uncle has something for you." He untied the only remaining steamed bun from the horse's side and stuffed it into Ye Xiaohu's hand. "This is for you."
Ye Xiaohu wanted it very much. He held the cloth bag and looked at Ye Nuan and then at his mother.
Food was what they lacked most right now, so Ye Nuan declined, saying sincerely, "Thank you, thank you and thank your city lord. Please pass on a message to your city lord: 'A drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring. I will definitely repay you when I have the chance in the future.'"
Her eyes were dark and bright, full of seriousness.
Gao Zangfeng thought to himself: This family is not bad, much better than other criminals, at least they know how to repay their gratitude.
Then he thought of something and waved his hands loudly: "Forget it, don't drop any water, and don't even think about using your body to...whatever, never mind, next time you see our city lord, don't take his clothes off or touch him!"
Ye Nuan's face flushed, but she didn't know how to explain. As she watched the others walk away, she could only respond softly.
Gao Zangfeng returned to his usual rough behavior, mounted his horse and rode away.
"Mom, let's go." Ye Nuan carried Ye Xiaohu forward. Su Shi, holding the bag, asked with a puzzled look on her face: "A Nuan, when did you strip the city lord of his clothes?"
Ye Nuan: “.......” Why can’t I get through!
"Mom, don't listen to his nonsense. He would have fallen off the horse if I hadn't held him. It was an accident."
Gao Zangfeng led his men back to Luomu City, where they finally saw a hint of greenery. He ordered the donkey cart to return on its own, dismounting and heading for the City Lord's Mansion. Inside, the mansion was silent, a strange atmosphere. Two servants were carrying a bunch of flowers and plants that looked like they had been gnawed by dogs, while Butler Chen followed behind, repeatedly urging caution.
He hurriedly went up to him and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Chen, what happened?" He remembered that this pot of flowers seemed to be placed in the city lord's study. The city lord always cherished it and liked to water it when he had nothing to do.
"You've come just in time. The young master took the Emerald Orchid and fed it to Huajuan while the City Lord was away. Now he's being punished for taking the blame. Please go and persuade him."
Huajuan is the wolf raised by Qi Wuze, but the name was given by the young master.
Why are you trying to persuade me? I should punish you!
Then again, the city lord was reluctant to punish the young master. At most, he would just pretend to do it. The young master had been making trouble all day long. He had just caused him to fall into the cesspool last month.
Outside the study, I really saw the young master standing motionless with a huge water tank on his head with a wooden face. Huajuan was squatting beside him, with a small water tank on his wolf head as well. He looked so funny no matter how you looked at him.
"Young Master."
When Qi Ya heard him greet him, his face remained expressionless, not even blinking, standing there like a lifeless wooden sculpture.
Gao Zangfeng complained: It’s a waste of this face, it’s not cute at all.
It would be better if the little kid could be like Little Tiger!
He knocked on the study door and received a response. As soon as he entered, he saw Qi Wuze feeding a falcon on the table with a piece of air-dried beef. The falcon was holding a glowing gem in its claws.
"City Lord, the young master..."
Qi Wuze said impatiently: "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't speak for him." If A Ya had spoken a word, he would not have been punished by standing in the corner.
Gao Zangfeng muttered, "Even if Huajuan doesn't eat the flowers, the city lord will feed him. Although Luomu City is close to Luomu Mountain, it is still desolate." The city lord rides a horse with a sword in hand and is invincible, but he just likes delicate things such as flowers and plants.
But whatever their city lord raises dies, he can't even keep weeds alive!
Qi Wuze stretched out his leg and kicked him, sneering: "You mean the flower rolls are delicious? If you have something to say, say it. If not, get lost!"
Gao Zangfeng didn't hide either, and said in a rough voice: "The person has been sent to Dahuang Village. The girl asked me to bring a message. What is it..." He scratched his head and suddenly couldn't remember, and Qi Wuze didn't urge him.
"Even a drop of water is a kindness, what should I do in return?"
Qi Wuze frowned: "Promise?"
"It seems so." He was not sure, "But I told her not to covet our city lord. Don't try to take off our city lord's clothes when we meet in the future, let alone touch our city lord."
Qi Wuze sneered and tapped the tabletop. On the tabletop lay the belt from before, and the peace knot, with only the golden thread remaining. If memory served him correctly, there was also a jade pendant underneath the peace knot.
"The City Lord means that she didn't touch you, but touched the jade?"
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