Chapter 22 Chapter 22 I tasted her.
The tip of her nose hit his collarbone hard.
The unexpected hardness made Zhang Jingxian's eyes moist in an instant. She took a small breath and slowly waited for the soreness to disappear.
However, Xie Yun did not do as she wished.
He leaned back against the wall, looking coldly at the peasant girl's eyes as they gradually turned red and tears hung pitifully on her eyelashes, looking like they were about to fall.
The whole person was enraged.
He suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, rubbing his fingers roughly on her lips.
The originally normal light red color became gorgeous and seductive after being ruthlessly ravaged by Xie Yun, as if sweet honey would flow out in the next moment.
Zhang Jingxian frowned in pain, and the tear finally fell, coincidentally landing on Xie Yun's finger bones.
His breathing stopped, but his deep and cold eyes moved.
Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Jingxian came to her senses and quickly backed away, leaning against his chest, until she reached the farthest door.
But that wasn't enough. She felt a tingling sensation of danger. Those dark eyes seemed glued to her face, cruel, cold, and excited, more terrifying than any wild animal in the mountains.
Zhang Jingxian hurriedly turned her head away, using the hair on her cheek to cover her appearance and block his sight.
It seemed that as long as she did this, she could pretend nothing had happened, and then deceive herself and others, suggesting that everything was as she expected.
Xie Yun stared at the top of her head, slowly raised his hand, placed the crystal teardrop to his lips, licked it with the tip of his tongue, and then swallowed it into his stomach.
"My dear, Aunt Qin is calling me."
Zhang Jingxian didn't dare to look at him at all, so she didn't notice his actions. She left in a hurry after saying a word, her back revealing a bit of panic.
Both feet are still bare.
Xie Yun's Adam's apple rolled rapidly several times, and his breathing became heavy.
He tasted her.
Just as he expected, it was like cool spring water, mixed with a faint scent of grass. It was not very sweet, but it was a fatal temptation to him.
I really want to...bite every part of it.
"A peasant girl from the mountains, not surprising."
Xie Yun gritted his teeth and spoke lightly, his low voice quickly drifting into the air.
"Why are you running?"
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Zhang Jingxian fled from her fenced yard with a pale face. Aunt Qin saw her and patted her chest in surprise.
"Ah Xian, what's wrong with you? Look at your pale face. Are you sick?" Aunt Qin touched her forehead with concern and felt cold sweat on her hand.
"...It's okay. I had a nightmare this morning and just happened to hear you, Aunt Qin, calling me. I suddenly couldn't tell whether I was dreaming or reality."
The girl answered blankly, her voice very erratic. The only thing that didn't look sick was her lips, which were rosy and quite gorgeous.
Actually, Ah Xian is quite attractive, isn't she? With this look... Aunt Qin couldn't explain it, but she felt that no one would dislike her.
Especially some unmarried young men.
"You had a nightmare. No wonder you're not wearing shoes." Aunt Qin asked her to go home and put on her shoes, otherwise she would not be able to walk barefoot into the village, although Xishan Village is a remote place and people don't care about these things.
Hearing this, Zhang Jingxian shook her head, casually pulled two broad leaves from the roadside, and tied them to her feet.
She would rather walk this way than go back and feel the danger that made her shudder.
"My uncle's return to the village is more important."
"That's right. Your second uncle rushed over as soon as he heard the news." Aunt Qin was worried. If the news brought back was good news, the villagers would be happy, but if it was bad news about someone's death, what would they do?
"By the way, Ah Xian, have you told the noble about this?"
"Ah? The noble man is still resting, so I didn't disturb him."
Zhang Jingxian pursed her lips, quickened her pace, and walked in front of Aunt Qin with her head down.
Seeing this, Aunt Qin knew that she was anxious to see her uncle, so she didn't ask any more questions.
The two walked on the morning dew and soon arrived at the village.
At this time, in the village elder's house, Zhang Shuanghu and five other people were surrounded by villagers who had heard the news. They were talking to each other and asking about the news they had heard.
Zhang Jingxian walked into the courtyard and heard her aunt's loud scolding before she saw her uncle.
"Why rush? Ah Hu will tell you once everyone is here."
Liu Pingniang was annoyed that these people were too noisy, so she asked them to shut up and wait for the villagers to arrive.
The village elder also spoke, and the people who were asking questions finally quieted down. Only a pair of anxious eyes stared at Zhang Shuanghu and the other five people without blinking.
Zhang Jingxian looked at her uncle. Except for his thinner face, there was almost no change in other aspects. She breathed a sigh of relief and stood silently under a mulberry tree.
The mulberries on the mulberry trees were ripe, each one purplish red and tasting three parts sweet and seven parts sour. But the villagers didn't like to eat them because they were everywhere in the village and they were not rare.
Zhang Jingxian picked a few and ate them slowly, and her complexion gradually returned to normal.
Soon, except for a few women and children who were unable to come, the village house was full of people.
Zhang Shuanghu looked around and saw his niece eating mulberries. He cleared his throat and finally spoke out the news they had found out in the past few days.
"Your Excellency is right. The matter of the relief money and food is real."
His first words made the villagers excited, and many of them wiped away tears of joy.
The relief money and food really existed, but their village had never received it. Doesn't this prove that every one of the thirteen people who were conscripted was fine?
Zhang Jingxian's heart beat faster, but she suddenly realized that something was wrong. If it was good news, her uncle's expression shouldn't be so calm.
Sure enough, the next moment, Zhang Shuanghu raised his intact hand and asked everyone to listen to him continue.
“But people from our village are not among them.”
The crowd was silent for a moment, then exploded.
What does that mean? Why is their village an exception?
"Shuanghu, tell me in detail what happened." The village elder could no longer sit still. He had watched all thirteen people grow up.
"Because the lives of common people like us are worthless!" Without waiting for Zhang Shuanghu to speak, Zheng Fu sneered and angrily threw out a sentence.
"humble."
These two words rang into Zhang Jingxian's ears. She tasted a sour taste in her mouth and her body couldn't help but shake.
Fortunately, Aunt Qin supported her.
"It's like this. We first asked around in the nearby villages, but didn't get any information about the relief money and food. Later, when we walked further to Wangpo, we found out that the village there had received relief money and food three years ago."
Zhang Shuanghu explained in a deep voice that the conscripts were divided into three groups. The first and second groups suffered casualties, and there was no news at all from the third group where Xishan Village was located.
"No news, how is it possible? They are all people who left Wuyang County."
"Yes, my son clearly left with the government officials."
"Is it... all gone?"
Panic began to spread among the crowd, and the village elder had to shout at the villagers several times before they calmed down.
"Why are you panicking? Can a living person just disappear? At worst, I can go find the village head or the county magistrate."
"The village head may not know about it either. Achuan and I have already looked for him. As for the county magistrate, I am afraid he will not tell us even if he knows." Zhang Shuanghu's face looked ugly. As long as one village in the same county has news, how could the county magistrate not know about it?
Upon hearing this, the village elder hunched over, looking as if he had aged several years. As the head of a county, the county magistrate must be the first to know.
If he doesn't say it, there's no way to find out.
"My dear! The dear in Ah Xian's family must know. Go find him." Zheng Fu spoke again amid sobs.
Immediately, everyone's attention was focused on Zhang Jingxian.
She stood under the green mulberry tree, looking a little weak.
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Muah, I won't torture Ah Xian~
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