Because the location where the female lead found Wei Wuxiu and some of the circumstances in the original story were quite different from what Yan Xiao encountered.
Therefore, Yan Xiao, who did not have the third eye, did not know what she had missed or who she had saved. If she had known, she would definitely have chosen to return immediately.
After all, Wei Wuxiu was no ordinary person; he was the heir of the Liang King and the first member of the royal family to rebel against Emperor Qing.
If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad. He's also the person in the book with the best relationship with the male protagonist, so good that he could entrust his life to him.
That's not the point. The point is that Wei Wuxiu was the one who was ultimately put on the throne by the male protagonist, Shen Muzhi.
She just missed out on this top-tier second-in-command. How could she not be upset if she found out?
Moreover, if she had known all along that she was treating Wei Wuxiu, why would she have run away?
Wouldn't it be better to just hitch a ride?
However, she was unaware of all this at the moment, as she was currently sitting in the carriage with her eyes closed, resting.
It looks like he's closing his eyes to rest, but he's actually detoxifying himself; closing his eyes is to endure the pain.
Even so, her tightly furrowed brows and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead still betrayed some of her current condition.
When she opened her eyes after finishing her treatment for the day, she was met with Shen Qiyue's concerned and worried gaze.
Shen Qiyue, who had been watching her closely, rushed forward as soon as she saw that she had opened her eyes:
"Sister-in-law, how are you feeling?"
"It's okay, you'll get used to it."
Since Yanxiao had to spend every day with Shen Qiyue, she couldn't hide the situation during her detoxification process, so she just told Shen Qiyue the parts she could.
The gist of it is that she recalled some things from before she was seven years old, but she couldn't remember how she acquired the medical skills; they were probably passed down in her family.
Shen Qiyue had no doubts, after all, she couldn't think of any other explanation.
Or rather, none of that mattered to her.
Shen Qiyue took the towel and skillfully wiped the sweat from Yan Xiao's forehead. Just as she was about to say something, her gaze fixed on Yan Xiao's face.
Yan Xiao pulled her hand down, puzzled. "What's wrong?"
Shen Qiyue blinked, not answering immediately. After a while, confirming she hadn't misread, she exclaimed in surprise:
"Sister-in-law, why do I feel like you've gotten a little fairer?"
"Yeah?"
Yan Xiao immediately perked up upon hearing this. This was already the fifth day of her detoxification process. She had been paying close attention to her skin tone these past few days, but hadn't noticed any difference.
She raised her hand to touch her face, then looked uncertainly at her hand, her tone revealing a lack of confidence:
"Why do I feel like nothing has changed?"
"real."
As Shen Qiyue spoke, she looked at Yan Xiao's face again more carefully, "She really is a bit fairer, and not only that, the dark spots on her face seem to have shrunk a bit."
Yan Xiao knew that Shen Qiyue wouldn't lie to her for no reason. She just assumed that she was paying too much attention every day and hadn't noticed much difference.
Shen Qiyue didn't know that her skin would turn white after the detoxification, so she didn't pay much attention to it. Now that she suddenly noticed, she can see the difference.
So, at this rate, she'll soon be able to get rid of this ugly face.
Seeing the results, Yanxiao became even more motivated, since no girl would want to live with such a face for the rest of her life.
As the two women were talking, the carriage suddenly stopped, and then the coachman's voice came from outside:
"Gentlemen, there are some people blocking the road outside. They look like refugees. What do you think is the best way to deal with them?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Xiao's good mood immediately vanished by more than half.
She deliberately chose a sparsely populated route to avoid encountering refugees, but she still did.
She lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out, and sure enough, there were about a dozen ragged people blocking the road ahead.
"Sister-in-law, what do we do now?"
"Don't panic."
While comforting Shen Qiyue, Yan Xiao observed the refugees opposite them.
When her gaze fell upon the few young men hiding behind them, her expression immediately turned serious, and she quickly looked around at her surroundings.
At this moment, the refugees, seeing the carriage stop, began to tentatively approach them.
This made Shen Qiyue, who was already somewhat uneasy, instinctively shrink closer to Yan Xiao.
Yan Xiao withdrew her gaze, immediately lifted the carriage curtain, and coldly instructed the coachman outside:
"If I catch up with the carriage, I'll just ram it. If they don't dodge, they're asking for death. I don't think anyone will come after me for compensation."
"ah?"
Yan Xiao's words startled the coachman, who felt a chill in his heart.
In the past few days, he had only thought that the black guy was acting strangely and was hard to understand, but he did not think there was anything special about him. He never expected that the guy would be so ruthless.
There are elderly people and children blocking the road!
He's been driving carriages for more than a day or two. Usually, people who see this situation either try to give him some food to get rid of him or simply go around him. Who would actually run into someone like that?
Yan Xiao seemed to know what the coachman was thinking, and his tone turned cold:
"If I remember correctly, I'm the employer, and I have to do everything in the travel arrangements, right?"
"That's true, but..."
"No buts."
Yan Xiao interrupted the coachman directly:
"Have you and your family eaten your fill? How dare you have time to pity others? Put away your cheap sympathy, or you'll only hurt yourself and others."
As Yan Xiao spoke, he glanced at the refugees who were approaching them, his eyes already filled with murderous intent, and his hand reached for the dagger he had taken from the inn at his waist.
"Walk!"
The coachman, intimidated by Yan Xiao's imposing manner, instinctively started the carriage, and the refugees, seeing this, immediately quickened their pace.
In particular, a few strong young men hiding behind the crowd pulled out knives and iron bars from somewhere and charged over while shouting.
Not only that, there was also movement on the side of the carriage. Looking over, they saw several strong young men running towards them with various weapons.
The sudden situation startled the coachman, causing the horse to wobble and sway precariously, as if it might fall at any moment.
Upon seeing this, Yan Xiao slapped the coachman on the forehead and cursed:
"What's the panic? If you don't want to die, then keep your horse in check."
Yan Xiao's composure probably gave the coachman courage. In the next moment, the coachman tamed the somewhat frightened horse and sped forward.
Yan Xiao, seeing that the coachman had regained his composure, turned around and glanced at Shen Qiyue, whose face had turned deathly pale with fright.
"What are you afraid of with me here? Just hold on tight and don't fall out."
"Oh! I'm not afraid, I understand, don't worry about me."
Shen Qiyue's voice was trembling, but she still nodded obediently and grabbed whatever she could with all her might to try not to cause trouble for Yan Xiao.
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