Early spring in March.
The weather was still a little cold, and a drizzle fell on the moist soil, with a scent mixed with mist lingering in the air.
The man walked hurriedly. He was tall and sturdy, wearing a straw hat and a short cloth shirt. His eyebrows and eyes were sharp and resolute, like a long sword drawn from its sheath, shining with a cold light. His bulging arms were muscular and full of power, and his bronze skin color added a bit of ruggedness and unruliness.
"Brother Xiao, why are you closing your stall so early today?" The pretty widow at the village head saw the man and immediately showed joy in her eyes and eyebrows. "If you have nothing to do, come to my house and have some hot tea. Otherwise, if there is no woman at home to help, you will have to boil water yourself when you go back."
The aunt next door was weaving willow branches. When she heard what she said, she spat at her and said, "Please take back those seductive eyes of yours. Your body is twisted into a knot."
The aunt turned around and found that her man was also looking at her. The disgust on her face deepened. "Forget about it. If you want a man, I can introduce you to one."
The widow twisted her proud capital, put down the basket she was weaving, lay on the wall and started to curse.
"Mom, they all like Brother Xiaoyuan, so how can I marry him?" Cuihua, who was passing by, tilted her head and asked the woman next to her worriedly, "That widow dresses like that all day long. What if, what if Brother Xiaoyuan is seduced!"
The woman was determined to get him. "Don't worry, Hua'er. What's the point of her hanging around for so long? Your brother Xiaoyuan doesn't even look at her. Look around the village. You'll be a marriageable girl soon, and you're so beautiful. Who knows, your brother Xiaoyuan might have been fond of you for a long time."
The girl was still worried, "But last time I went to the county, I saw a girl who was more beautiful. Can I marry Brother Xiaoyuan?"
"He's not a saint, unless there's someone prettier than you hidden at home, but how is that possible?" the woman joked. "Don't worry, Hua'er. Just go to his house more often to bring him food and be gentle. Which man can stand it? He'll come to ask for marriage when the time comes."
As if she was convinced by the woman, Cuihua's face showed a girlish blush.
She glanced at the widow behind her again. Half of her proud white skin was exposed, making the people who saw it blush.
* Ji Xiaoyuan returned to his home.
Although the yard is not big, it is very clean and there are a few chickens in the chicken coop.
When he pushed open the door of the outer room, he smelled a faint fragrance and he stopped.
"Girl, are you awake?"
After a while, a female voice came from the inner room.
"...I'm awake," the woman said muffledly, and then whispered softly, "Can you come in and help me?"
The man took a deep breath and then opened the door.
The moment he opened the door, he was completely stunned and the scene inside came into view.
The girl fell to the ground, her light pink dress hanging all over the floor, with broken porcelain pieces beside her hands, and her black hair scattered. Her palm-sized face was snow-white, pitiful, with delicate features. She leaned against the foot of the bed, beating her leg with her right hand, her eyes moist.
Su Zhiruan finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him coming. She raised her eyes, her eyes were red, "I, accidentally fell down."
The man's throat tightened, "I'll do it."
He took two steps at a time and walked towards her, protecting her thin back with his big hands, picked her up horizontally and put her back on the bed.
With the warm and soft jade in his arms, Ji Xiaoyuan pulled the quilt over her and then fled, "You must be hungry. I'll make you something to eat."
Su Zhiruan nodded sullenly and watched him leave quickly.
Talking about this experience, she felt a little depressed.
She has been in this world for more than half a year, and although the task seems simple, it actually leaves her clueless.
The original owner was a princess that Wan Chao was going to present to the dynasty as a marriage partner, and she was going to marry the regent of the dynasty as a princess consort.
There were rumors that the regent had killed people like crazy and rivers of blood had flowed, and that everyone who entered the palace had a bad ending, so the princesses all tried to avoid him, and finally the job of marrying fell on the original owner, the unpopular princess.
Su Zhiruan couldn't find it in the system, but the task entry showed that the regent was the Son of the Plane, so she was named Princess Jialan and prepared for the marriage.
But she was more cautious and after several investigations, she found that the regent of the dynasty had disappeared long ago. Some said that he died of illness, some said that he retired to the countryside, and some said that he had gone to a temple to practice Buddhism because of his heavy karma of killing.
On the way to the marriage, she was chased and all her followers were killed. She fell off a cliff and broke her leg. She was found by Ji Xiaoyuan who was hunting and brought back.
Su Zhiruan woke up and was faced with two pieces of news, one good news and one bad news.
Good news, Ji Xiaoyuan is the son of the plane. Bad news, she has a broken leg.
Just as she was lost in thought, a man's voice came from outside the door, "The meal is ready."
Then he came in carrying a tray.
Su Zhiruan leaned over to look and saw a bowl of shredded chicken and meat porridge and two eggs. The chicken might have been cooked in advance and it smelled particularly fragrant, with the deliciousness of chicken soup and the sweetness of porridge.
"Eating meat today?" Su Zhiruan's eyes lit up and he tried to prop himself up with his elbows.
The man put down the tray and walked over to her, "Let me do it."
With that, he used his powerful muscles to half-lift her up and stuffed a soft pillow behind her.
He went hunting in the mountains all year round and was strong, so it was very easy for him to pick her up.
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The girl was slender, especially her waist. Perhaps it was because she was just beginning to grow up. She was thin but had a good figure. Her face was soft and tender, and it formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding environment.
When Ji Xiaoyuan first brought her back, he thought that she should not appear in a mud house, but should appear in the palace wearing gorgeous clothes and be pampered.
"I, I can do it myself." Su Zhiruan tried to move over gently by wrapping her arms around the quilt, but her legs were completely unable to move. Her eyes, which had been eager to try, finally dimmed. She looked at Ji Xiaoyuan pleadingly, "I..."
Ji Xiaoyuan put his arms around her waist and let her lean against the wall, and also straightened her legs as she couldn't move.
"My name is Ji Xiaoyuan. Since I saved you, you don't have to be polite. Call me when you need me."
Su Zhiruan nodded slightly.
"Your leg has been reconnected, but you still need to apply herbal medicine and a splint to help it heal." The man handed her the porridge, which was just the right temperature, neither hot nor cold. He watched the girl take the bowl and drink it in small sips, then he sat beside her to keep her company.
Su Zhiruan was drinking porridge and when she felt his gaze, she looked over.
He is very tall, at least 1.9 meters tall.
People in ancient times were generally shorter, but he was the tallest and most burly man Su Zhiruan had ever seen since he came to this world, with big muscles, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He looked like someone who worked frequently, and Ji Xiaoyuan also had a high and straight nose.
Her eyes continued to move downward.
At the intersection, she saw a bulging bag...
She immediately withdrew her gaze.
She has a thin body and it is easy to leave marks. If she really -
Su Zhiruan was a little worried about herself.
…
And so, she finished her porridge and put the empty bowl away.
The man, who was concentrating on peeling eggs, didn't notice her movements just now. When he saw that she had finished the porridge, he put the peeled eggs in her bowl and said, "Eat these two too."
"I'm full," Su Zhiruan supported herself on the bed with her hands, shook her head, and then looked at him again, "You eat now." (End of this chapter)