Chapter 20 Chapter 20 (Supplement) I saw that Master’s wife was like this…
(The previous chapter was revised. The hero was willing to live for the heroine and take care of her in her old age. This was changed to the hero only living for the heroine temporarily, until he can protect her safety.)
Pei Zichen was not surprised to see this.
He glanced at the broken mirror. The mirror was dull and lifeless. He frowned. "Why did it break? Where are the other pieces?"
"this……"
Jiang Zhaoxue pondered for a moment, then hesitated, "Perhaps if I go back to the past, the Tracing Light Mirror will break? But that's not important." Jiang Zhaoxue replied seriously, "The most urgent thing is to repair your tendons and golden core. You can't ask me to carry them all the time, right?"
"Master's wife is right."
Pei Zichen's fingers were slightly curled, and were obviously a little stiff.
Anan couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, why are you being so direct? Don't you see how much he minds it?"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't say anything, just looked at him: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"
"Master's Wife, do you have any other medicine?" Pei Zichen spoke with some difficulty. "It's difficult to form a golden elixir, but it shouldn't be difficult to repair the tendons and veins of a mortal. I can't always let Master's Wife carry them."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and thought for a while.
When she came, she collected a bunch of talismans from Jiang Zhaoyue, and she didn't put back the luggage she had looted during her last escape. They were all in the Qiankun Ring.
But--
"The Qiankun Ring can't be opened without spiritual energy." Jiang Zhaoxue frowned. "I do have something in my Qiankun bag that can save you, but I have to open it."
"Master's wife can't use spiritual power?"
Pei Zichen was right on target when he heard this. He inquired carefully, "Is it unusable, or is it not available?"
"I can't use it," Jiang Zhaoxue said, sitting cross-legged and thinking deeply. "When I came back, my spiritual power just lay in my body, pretending to be dead, and it won't move at all. If I had spiritual power, I could open the Qiankun bag and our lives would be much better. Unfortunately, you don't have a golden elixir, and I have one but can't use it. What can I do?"
Pei Zichen listened without saying anything, just thinking silently.
Jiang Zhaoxue was a little curious when she saw this: "Why don't you say anything? Do you have a solution?"
"I think... if there's any spiritual energy left in other objects, it might be useful."
Pei Zichen spoke, and Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned: "What?"
As he spoke, Pei Zichen took out the jade token Jiang Zhaoxue had given her from his sleeve and handed it to Jiang Zhaoxue. "This jade token still contains the remaining spiritual power of my master's wife and me. Although it's not much, it should be enough to open the Qiankun Ring."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened, staring blankly at the jade token, and then reacted and exclaimed: "Genius, you really are a genius!"
Normally, she uses this kind of fragmented spiritual power everywhere, but she never thought that there would be residual spiritual power in this kind of storage device.
She rushed forward, snatched the jade token, and quickly stuck it on the Qiankun Ring.
She sensed the spiritual power at her fingertips, and hurriedly recited the spell to open the ring, and then she felt the Qiankun Ring open to her sea of consciousness.
Jiang Zhaoxue was overjoyed and quickly took out the things she needed. She then took out a box and handed it to Pei Zichen. "This spider is called the Regeneration Spider. It can regenerate human tendons and veins. I brought it from Penglai back then, and now it's finally coming in handy!"
Pei Zichen listened and looked down at the box. He had never heard of this kind of poisonous insect before. It was obviously extremely valuable. He looked at it with some hesitation: "Is it too expensive..."
"It's okay, it's not like it can only be used once."
Jiang Zhaoxue knew Pei Zichen's concerns and quickly said, "After it enters your body, it will travel through your tendons and veins. If it encounters a place it can't pass through, it will spit out silk to repair it. Although the repaired tendons and veins are not strong, they are usable for mortals. You don't need me to carry you anymore."
"So powerful? But is there any harm?"
Pei Zichen frowned.
Things always have a balance. Things that can repair tendons and veins must be expensive. The price is usually that they are rare and can only be used once.
But this resurrection spider can be used repeatedly, what is the cost?
"The downside is that it's expensive and not easy to raise."
Jiang Zhaoxue said seriously, "So if you use it, you have to promise me one thing."
"What is it?"
"Be my lifeguard." Jiang Zhaoxue said seriously, "You must protect me before you go back."
Pei Zichen was stunned by these words. Ordering servants was usually a contract between Taoist companions.
After the fortune teller and his servant make a contract, the fortune teller's fate becomes the servant's fate. When the fortune teller dies, the servant also dies.
Similarly, if the servant dies, the fortune teller will also suffer a serious blow.
The contract usually ends with the death of one of the parties. From then on, both parties share the same destiny and can enter each other's sea of consciousness unimpeded and touch each other's soul. It is an extremely intimate contract like the Taoist Companion Contract, so it only exists between Taoist companions.
Pei Zichen frowned and couldn't help but say: "Master's wife... didn't tell Master..."
"How could I possibly make a pact with him?" Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but ask, "He has so many enemies. If I really make a pact with him, won't I be the one to kill him in the future? Whether it's to protect him or myself, I can't make this pact. So I'll just make it with him..."
Jiang Zhaoxue shrugged. "At the contract-making ceremony, we signed a verbal contract, and everyone knows that. If he had truly signed a life-serving contract, he wouldn't have been able to become the head of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion."
Therefore, if she forms a pact with him now, she will cut off his path to becoming the heir to any major clan in the future.
Of course, he had no path in his life.
He and Shen Yuqing may have had brief similarities when they were young, but they were ultimately different.
Shen Yuqing has been a candidate for the leader of Lingjian Xian Pavilion since he was young, and from the moment he fell off the cliff, he became a permanent traitor to Lingjian Xian Pavilion.
"Do you want to do it?"
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at him: "Do you want me to carry you on my back, or do you want to sign a pact with me?" "Master's Wife," Pei Zichen thought for a moment and said, "I will escort Master's Wife back safely. Master made a verbal promise back then, so Master's Wife believed it. I dare to ask Master's Wife to do the same." Pei Zichen raised his eyes and said calmly, "For Master's sake, please trust me once."
This was tantamount to a rejection. Jiang Zhaoxue listened and pondered without saying anything.
Anan sighed: "It seems that he is still wary of you."
The Soul Locking Formation is a tool that transforms Pei Zichen from a human into a divine artifact, but if this tool resists, Jiang Zhaoxue can do nothing about it.
Only if she signed a life-servant contract would she have absolute control over Pei Zichen.
However, Pei Zichen is unwilling to do so now...
"It's not out of vigilance." Jiang Zhaoxue saw through it. "He's afraid that if he dies, I'll be retaliated against."
Understanding Pei Zichen's thoughts and feeling guilty about scolding him, Jiang Zhaoxue turned around and snorted softly, saying, "Men are all liars. How could I trust you?"
As she spoke, she still raised her hand and said, "Please reach out."
Pei Zichen's brows remained unchanged, knowing that Jiang Zhaoxue agreed. He handed his hand to Jiang Zhaoxue, who held his hand and cut a wound.
After the blood gushed out, Jiang Zhaoxue opened the box. A small red spider crawled out of the box and drilled into the box through the wound.
It penetrated into Pei Zichen's blood vessels, causing him to tremble instantly. Jiang Zhaoxue held down his arm and said calmly, "It does hurt a little."
More than just “a little”?
The spider drilled into his tendons and veins, moving forward aggressively in his tendons and veins like digging a hole in a mountain.
Pei Zichen was sweating profusely from the pain. Jiang Zhaoxue stood up and turned around, saying, "I'll guard outside the door. I can't hear you in pain."
"Ah?" Anan was shocked. "You don't care about him anymore?"
"You think he wants me to be in charge?"
Jiang Zhaoxue asked back and walked out of the cave.
Pei Zichen tried his best to control his body's trembling. After hearing Jiang Zhaoxue walking away, he finally couldn't control himself anymore and slammed to the ground. He felt like a rotten maggot, rolling on the ground.
Fortunately, Jiang Zhaoxue was not there and there was no one around.
Jiang Zhaoxue walked to a distance. She did not practice physical training, so she could not hear the sounds inside. She could only vaguely hear some collisions and occasional cries of pain.
She stepped on the snow, looked at the dead branches, thought for a moment, and then took out a jade flute from her Qiankun bag.
Soothing flute sounds came from outside the cave. Although it had no magical power, the music was able to relieve Pei Zichen's pain.
What doesn't require a price?
One of the costs of resurrecting a spider is the pain that is unbearable for ordinary people.
Jiang Zhaoxue played the flute silently for a long time outside, and felt that the room inside gradually became quiet.
She calculated the time and walked back to the cave, and saw Pei Zichen lying on the ground as if he had been pulled out of the water, surrounded by cliffs covered in blood where he had crashed into them.
Jiang Zhaoxue took a glance and said with a smile: "Oh, you know how to control your strength and not kill yourself." As she spoke, she walked to Pei Zichen, turned him over, cut open the wound she had sustained last night, and dripped blood onto his wound.
Pei Zichen was exhausted and his whole body was numb from the pain.
He felt Jiang Zhaoxue touching him. He opened his eyes tiredly and said hoarsely, "Master's Wife..."
"How do you feel? Can you move?"
Jiang Zhaoxue lowered her eyes and looked at the bulge that kept moving under the skin of his exposed arm, and asked casually.
Pei Zichen closed his eyes, swallowed, and said with certainty, "It's OK."
Every time the spider passed by a place, the perception there would be restored. As he found more and more places where he could struggle, he knew that it was almost time.
Although it is painful, it is better than dragging others down.
Jiang Zhaoxue watched the resurrection spider crawl out of his wound and enter his body along with the blood.
Jiang Zhaoxue said this as she put her hand away, hiding the wound in her sleeve, and then closed the box.
Pei Zichen heard the crisp sound of the box, and the bento spider had already put it away.
Jiang Zhaoxue stood up and kicked him, then said calmly, "Get up, let's go."
Pei Zichen listened, propped himself up, and said slowly: "Master's wife, please wait a moment."
"Don't waste my time..."
"Use this."
He took out a chair made of branches and vines from the corner. Although it was a bit simple, its structure seemed extremely solid. There were woven vines on the back of the chair, which was obviously used to carry people.
Jiang Zhaoxue finally realized what this was and couldn't help but ask, "You didn't sleep last night?"
Then he reacted: "Do you know you will be fine?"
"I guessed that Master's Wife couldn't open the Qiankun bag because she didn't have the spiritual power. I also guessed that Master's Wife might have other medicines that could be used, so I made preparations early."
Pei Zichen said as he spread the straw cushion he had made last night on the chair and said respectfully, "Master's Wife, please."
This chair was the shabbiest one Jiang Zhaoxue had ever sat on, but compared to the days she had been sitting on, it was already a very good treat. She sat down on the chair with an elegant posture, and Pei Zichen half-knelt down and carried her on his back.
The tendons and veins that had just been repaired still hurt a little, but when he stood up with Jiang Zhaoxue on his back, he felt that it was much better than the feeling of powerlessness that he could do nothing.
He carried Jiang Zhaoxue out of the cave. The wind was freezing cold outside. Fortunately, he had put a roof on the chair. Jiang Zhaoxue leaned against the chair and didn't feel too much. He took a soft blanket from his Qiankun bag to cover himself, took a piece of warm jade and pressed it on the blanket, then took the medicine and began to apply it to his frostbite in an elegant manner.
"I say..." Anan could no longer bear it. "It's out in the wilderness, and no one's watching. There's no need for you to do this, right?"
“Elegance is everywhere.”
Jiang Zhaoxue painted her long, beautiful fingers and said happily, "I finally got a chance to breathe. Let me pretend for a while."
"Can you please pay some attention to him?" Anan reminded, "I feel like something is wrong with him."
"Of course it's not right," Jiang Zhaoxue said, not taking it too seriously. "Who knew that his entire family died because of him, and he could still be fine after seeing the dog he had raised for seven years and the junior apprentice brother he had been with for seven years being killed? Even if he knew rationally that he should live, it would still be painful. When people are tortured by pain day and night, many people can't even care about the living, and just want to end it all. What's more, those who wanted him to live and cared about him are dead? He's just holding on to his last breath now, I guess..."
Jiang Zhaoxue thought about what happened last night. "As long as he gets me to a safe place, he'll kill himself. So I can't let him rest easy." Jiang Zhaoxue thought, and then she felt happy again. She changed the ointment and began to apply it on her skin. "He's relying on me to survive now."
"Wen Xiaoan and Gao Wen died too young." Anan understood and couldn't help but sigh, "Otherwise, you could have discussed with him about returning for revenge and encouraged him."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and felt a little regretful.
How come this sword is so accurate?
He actually killed someone in front of Pei Zichen. Now that his enemy was dead, what else could he have?
"How do you think he survived?"
Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but speak out.
If he had the same mentality as now, after falling off the cliff in the book, he would have committed suicide if he didn't die. How could he have such a strong desire to survive as in the book, and why couldn't he be killed even after so many people were sent?
Anan reacted quickly and immediately reminded: "At that time, he had Shen Yuqing as his enemy."
Oh yes.
Jiang Zhaoxue figured it out. In the book, Shen Yuqing didn't say that the Book of Destiny instructed him, nor did he talk about Pei Zichen's fate. Instead, he knew that he was innocent, but still killed him for Mu Jinyue.
He had hatred in his heart, and also for Mu Jinyue.
When Jiang Zhaoxue thought of Mu Jinyue, she immediately became gossipy and asked hurriedly, "Pei Zichen?"
"Disciple is here."
Pei Zichen responded upon hearing the voice, his breathing steady. Even though this body had no spiritual power, it was the result of diligent training through daily standing, sword swinging, and lifting stones... Even without using spiritual power, he could still hold a 300-jin heavy sword.
Even if his tendons and veins were only barely repaired, it would not be difficult to carry Jiang Zhaoxue on his back.
Jiang Zhaoxue could tell that this was extremely easy for him, and she couldn't help but curl her lips in envy. However, as soon as she thought about the effort she had put in, she immediately stopped thinking and focused on the question: "By the way, do you have someone you like?"
"I have been devoted to cultivating the Dao and have never thought about this matter."
Pei Zichen gave a standard answer expected of a disciple of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion. Jiang Zhaoxue didn't believe him and continued to ask, "How do you feel about your junior sister Mu Jinyue?"
"Master's wife, you can't talk behind people's backs."
Pei Zichen didn't answer. Jiang Zhaoxue looked up at the tree and muttered, "I'm not saying anything bad about her. I'm talking about you. Do you think she's pretty?"
Pei Zichen remained silent.
Jiang Zhaoxue urged: "Tell me, tell the truth, I won't tell anyone. Do you think she is pretty? Does it make your heart pound?"
“No.”
"Huh?" Jiang Zhaoxue was a little surprised by this.
Up to now, although he has not experienced Mu Jinyue pleading for mercy and saving others, he has been with Mu Jinyue for a period of time. When it comes to feelings, there should be some signs from the beginning, right?
She didn't quite believe it and quickly asked, "Are you lying to me?"
"I'm not lying." "Have you ever seen this happen to other people? You look at them and think, 'Wow, this person is so beautiful,' and all of a sudden your muscles tense up, your heart beats faster, and you stutter when you speak, having to organize yourself to keep a straight line. Have you ever seen this happen?"
Pei Zichen didn't say anything. Jiang Zhaoxue was suspicious: "Are you embarrassed? Actually, to Mu Jinyue..."
"Master's Wife."
"do what?"
"I see that Master's wife has this heart."
"What..." Jiang Zhaoxue was about to ask him what he was talking about, but suddenly stopped.
She instantly realized what Pei Zichen was answering, and then she heard Pei Zichen speak calmly and frankly: "If Master's Wife asks me if I have ever seen anyone like this, then Wu Yuelin was indeed like this when he first met Master's Wife."
Jiang Zhaoxue was speechless for a moment, Anan let out a "Wow", and the whole bird began to twist in Jiang Zhaoxue's sea of consciousness.
Jiang Zhaoxue cursed inwardly: "Don't join in the fun."
She suppressed her embarrassment and slowed down, realizing that Pei Zichen was referring to her state after they first met Wu Yuelin. She reacted and nodded, "That's normal."
As she spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly felt a long-lost confidence. Recalling her fame in the True Fairyland, she dipped a handkerchief in the snow water on the branches, took out a mirror and wiped the dust off her face, and boasted to Pei Zichen: "I was named the most beautiful woman in the True Fairyland when I was fifteen. At that time, young men your age couldn't walk when they saw me. Some people even said they would never marry after seeing me once. When I got married, I threatened to commit suicide to marry Shen Yu..."
Jiang Zhaoxue felt a little unhappy when talking about Shen Yuqing. She snorted and walked around him, continuing to maintain her composure and said, "Otherwise, I would have stayed in seclusion for so many years and rarely showed up. I would have to keep my position as the most beautiful woman."
"Master's wife is right."
Pei Zichen responded.
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue felt satisfied. Although she did not ask what position Mu Jinyue held in Pei Zichen's heart, she was still very happy to receive affirmation of her face.
It's been years since anyone praised her for her beauty.
She happily applied perfume to herself, and picked a few plum blossoms as she passed by, and put them on the tattered chair to dress up nicely.
She happened to come across a white plum blossom in full bloom, so she picked one and tapped Pei Zichen.
Pei Zichen turned around and saw Jiang Zhaoxue leaning over and handing over a plum blossom. She smiled and said, "Here, I'll give it to you."
Pei Zichen's eyes fell on the plum blossoms. He raised his hand to take the white plum blossoms and nodded: "Thank you, Master's Wife."
As he spoke, he took off the plum blossom and stuck it at his waist like a sword.
The two of them wandered the mountains for nearly ten days. Pei Zichen took care of everything each day. During the day, he carried her on his back to find the way and hunt. At night, he would find a suitable cave for Jiang Zhaoxue to stay in. He boiled warm water from the snow for her to bathe briefly. Afterward, she would change her clothes and place them at the cave entrance. Pei Zichen would take them to the nearby stream to wash them, and he would also wash his own clothes.
He would come out of the cave only after Jiang Zhaoxue fell asleep. He only had one set of clothes, so he would put on his wet clothes and use branches to hold up Jiang Zhaoxue's clothes, then block Jiang Zhaoxue behind his clothes. Then he would take off his own clothes and put them by the fire to dry.
Even so, he actually felt nervous every time.
Especially washing clothes for Jiang Zhaoxue...
Every time he touched her clothes, which had her scent on them, he felt nervous and embarrassed, even when she was not around.
However, he couldn't let Jiang Zhaoxue wash the clothes, so he had to bite the bullet and pretend that they were men's clothes.
But on the seventh day, Jiang Zhaoxue finally stood up and said vaguely, "I'll wash it myself today."
When Pei Zichen heard her say she would wash it herself, he remembered the frostbite on her hands when he woke up and opened his eyes. He immediately said, "It is my duty as a disciple to serve. How dare I let my master's wife do it?"
"No..." Jiang Zhaoxue said vaguely, "It's so embarrassing to ask you to wash all the time."
"I don't feel tired, so please don't worry, Master."
"It's not...it's not that I'm worried." Jiang Zhaoxue whispered, "It's just not very convenient."
Pei Zichen listened and understood immediately. After hesitating for a moment, he said softly, "Then Master's Wife, please come with me."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and followed Pei Zichen to the river.
The river surface had frozen solid. Pei Zichen used a stone to carve a hole in it, then stood aside with his back to Jiang Zhaoxue and whispered, "Master's Wife, wash up."
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the ice water, tentatively put the small clothes in and shook them vigorously, then took them out and wrung them dry, wrapped them in her coat, and said quickly: "Let's go, let's go, it's freezing."
Pei Zichen followed Jiang Zhaoxue back. Jiang Zhaoxue jogged all the way back to the cave. After quickly hanging the clothes on his coat, he returned to the fire and began to apply ointment.
Pei Zichen glanced at his fingers, which had turned red from the cold water. After hesitating for a moment, he said softly, "Master's Wife, please wash my clothes for me in the future."
Jiang Zhaoxue froze. Pei Zichen lowered his eyes. "They are all clothes. To me, there is no difference. My master's wife is in trouble because of me. If I let her suffer in the cold water again, I will not be at peace."
Jiang Zhaoxue was silent. Even Pei Zichen had let it go. What else was there for her to hold on to?
Jiang Zhaoxue immediately took out all the small clothes that she had hidden away for these days. She had changed all the clothes in her Qiankun bag until she had no more to change, so she was forced to go and wash her own clothes.
She hadn't washed clothes in two hundred years - no, she hadn't washed clothes before, she had a washing machine in the twenty-first century!
Jiang Zhaoxue was packing clothes in the back without saying anything. Pei Zichen felt a little embarrassed for a moment and said hurriedly, "It's my fault..."
Before he finished speaking, a small bag of clothes was thrown out. Jiang Zhaoxue walked out and said generously, "I only brought these few clothes. Don't ruin them by washing them."
Pei Zichen froze for a moment, then immediately said, "Yes."
As he spoke, Pei Zichen took the wrapped clothes and ran out as if it were a hot potato.
Jiang Zhaoxue sat by the fire and couldn't help but sigh.
“Young people are full of energy.”
Pei Zichen took a long time to wash the clothes, but Jiang Zhaoxue didn't wait for him and went to bed.
Pei Zichen stayed outside the cave until his heartbeat completely calmed down before he walked back into the cave. Jiang Zhaoxue had already fallen asleep. He suppressed his emotions, hung up the clothes, turned around and sat down to guard the door.
There is a warning trap set up in the cave. If something breaks in, it will sound immediately, so Pei Zichen can take a short rest.
These days, he is very tired every day, extremely tired, so he stops having wild thoughts.
Once he stopped, he would recall many past events. The dead in the past would wander back and forth in front of his eyes. The familiar pain overwhelmed him. The pain caused by suffocation made his internal organs feel torn. It was as if he was living in an interrogation room and being tortured every day.
Fortunately, I was too tired.
When my body was exhausted to the limit, I didn't think about anything and fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes. The only thing I could think about was that I had eaten rabbit today and I couldn't eat it again tomorrow. Jiang Zhaoxue had a picky taste and couldn't eat the same thing twice.
They stayed in the mountains for more than half a month, and walked through almost every corner of the mountain. Jiang Zhaoxue recorded every place they visited and drew a map. Looking at the only place they had not been to on the map, Jiang Zhaoxue said nervously, "There is no Jade Ganoderma here..."
“That’s probably because I was deceived.”
Pei Zichen responded, and Jiang Zhaoxue choked. Pei Zichen couldn't help but ask again, "Master's Wife, who told you there was Jade Ganoderma Lucidum here?"
"Uh..." Jiang Zhaoxue became nervous when asked, and she lied, "Don't ask that, let's go."
Pei Zichen listened and was almost certain that Jiang Zhaoxue had been deceived.
He didn't say anything, but just walked forward silently with Jiang Zhaoxue on his back.
By the afternoon, when the two of them were near their destination, the wind and snow began to subside.
"The snow seems to be getting lighter." Jiang Zhaoxue was a little happy. "I think there is hope!"
"Hurry up!" Anan collapsed in her mind, "I don't want to stay in this snowy mountain, it's so boring!!"
When it lived in Jiang Zhaoxue's sea of consciousness, all five senses were connected to Jiang Zhaoxue. It ate whatever Jiang Zhaoxue ate. It had a lively temperament and was almost driven crazy by this boring life.
"It's almost there," Jiang Zhaoxue reassured it, "No matter what the situation is, we must go down the mountain tomorrow!"
Anan listened and finally calmed down.
Pei Zichen carried her on his back and walked upstairs, observing the surroundings vigilantly.
Jiang Zhaoxue pondered and described it to Pei Zichen: "There should be an empty house in that place, right near the empty house..."
Before he could finish his words, voices suddenly came from the surroundings. Jiang Zhaoxue shut up instantly, jumped off the chair, and hid in the dark with Pei Zichen at the same time.
The two men listened carefully to their surroundings and saw a lot of noise in the distance. A sedan chair was slowly being carried down from a height. Both sides of the mountain road were full of people. Next to the sedan chair was a middle-aged man, chattering about something.
These people were dressed in gorgeous clothes, but they were obviously different from what Jiang Zhaoxue and the others were wearing now. Jiang Zhaoxue identified the clothes and watched the sedan chair slowly descend the mountain. From a distance, he heard the middle-aged man say, "Young Master, we are coming down the mountain today, so we should celebrate well. Young Master Wang is hosting a banquet in the south of the city and wants you to come over."
"No."
A young man's lazy and impatient voice came from the sedan chair.
The middle-aged man quickly smiled apologetically: "What about Master Zhao? He said he bought a new fighting cock..."
"Cockfighting, dogfighting, cricketfighting, he'll die if he doesn't fight, right? My mighty general is gaining weight recently, so I'll go after he's fat."
"Then Young Master Liu..."
"I won't go, I won't go, I won't go!"
The sedan passed by Jiang Zhaoxue. The wind blew up, lifting the curtain and revealing a bright young face.
The young man was dressed in goose-gold clothes and had a golden crown on his head. His facial features were very gorgeous. He looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. He had an arrogant and domineering temperament and was obviously the son of a wealthy family.
Jiang Zhaoxue and Pei Zichen held their breath and hid in the dark. The young man passed by while talking. When he passed by them, he suddenly took out a piece of gold in his hand and threw it at them!
The gold penetrated the tree trunk. Pei Zichen pulled Jiang Zhaoxue behind him, pulled out the withered plum branch from his waist, and swept it to hit the rapidly approaching gold nugget. The gold nugget flew back under the force, and instantly smashed through the curtain of the sedan chair, passed across the young man's face, and fell to the ground.
The young man turned around in surprise. Everyone stopped immediately and the guards drew their swords: "Who is it?"
"My master's wife and I got lost in the snowy mountains and stumbled into this place by mistake," Pei Zichen said calmly, his voice neither humble nor arrogant. "I hope you will forgive me, young master."
No one said anything. The young man glanced at the two people who appeared from behind the tree. One of them was obviously a woman. She was wearing luxurious clothes and must be from a wealthy family.
He looked back at the gold on the ground in thought, and guessed the strength of both sides. After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "From the sound of his voice, he seems to be a good person. Okay."
The young man lowered the curtain of the sedan chair and said coldly, "Go down the mountain."
Hearing the young man's order, everyone received it. Pei Zichen always kept standing in front of Jiang Zhaoxue, looking at those people vigilantly.
After everyone left, Jiang Zhaoxue immediately stood up, and Pei Zichen hurriedly caught up: "Master's wife..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhaoxue picked up the gold from the ground.
Pei Zichen was stunned when he saw Jiang Zhaoxue throwing the gold in her hand. Looking at the family flag with the word "Ye" written on it at the foot of the mountain, she said with some regret: "She is so beautiful, why is she so stingy?"
Upon hearing this, Pei Zichen followed Jiang Zhaoxue's gaze.
Jiang Zhaoxue lowered his eyes and looked at the gold in his hand. Although it was a little, it was better than nothing.
When you are away from home, you must be frugal.
She put the gold away, turned back and walked up the mountain, calling Pei Zichen, "Let's go, it must be nearby."
Pei Zichen listened, came to his senses, and followed Jiang Zhaoxue up the mountain.
It was obviously a different season here than in the snowy mountains. Jiang Zhaoxue was quite happy. Jade Ganoderma lucidum preferred warmth to grow, and she had always found it strange to see Jade Ganoderma lucidum growing in the snowy mountains. But if it grew here, it would be very natural.
She trotted up the mountain and saw an empty house. She was delighted and turned to Pei Zichen and said, "Look, I told you there's an empty house here. In the corner of the back wall of the empty house—"
Jiang Zhaoxue followed the path and recited what he had recalled countless times: "The hole behind the corner of the wall—"
She found the hole, squatted down, and said happily: "Jade Ganoderma..."
Before she finished speaking, Jiang Zhaoxue paused. Pei Zichen quickened his pace and followed, asking doubtfully, "Master's Wife?"
As he spoke, he lowered his gaze and saw Jiang Zhaoxue squatting on the ground, staring blankly at the roots of the Jade Ganoderma.
If the Jade Ganoderma Lucidum leaves its roots, it will grow again every hundred years, so no one will dig it up directly. After harvesting, it can be preserved using magic.
The root was still covered in mucus, obviously having just been cut.
Pei Zichen saw this scene, thought about it, frowned, and reminded: "Master's wife, it must have been taken away by that person just now."
"Nonsense!" Jiang Zhaoxue stood up instantly, shouting angrily, "He's so mean and mean, he even stole my Jade Ganoderma! Who the hell is he?" Jiang Zhaoxue rolled up her sleeves and chased down the mountain, "I'm not done with him!"
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The author has something to say: [Small Theater]
Jiang Zhaoxue: "You're so pretty, why are you so stingy?"
Pei Zichen heard: "She looks so good, so pretty, so pretty."
Jiang Zhaoxue: "He's stingy and mean, I'm not done with him!"
Pei Zichen heard: "He is indeed good-looking. Even though he is so mean, I can't bear to call him ugly. I'm going to find him and get to know him."
later--
Pei Zichen leaned on the couch and said, "My lady, who is more handsome, me or Ye Gong?"
Yesterday, I reviewed it and felt that Xiao Pei's sudden jump into the "I live for Master's Wife, even if she saves me for Master, that's fine" phase was a bit too fast. Now is the time when he most needs an anchor to the world, so I edited the last chapter, starting with his suicide attempt. You can read it or not. Just know that Xiao Pei's current plan is to protect the heroine until she leaves safely, that he finds life painful, and that he's free from all ties.
There is another chapter tonight, I will post it after it is finished.
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