As night falls, only the twinkling stars illuminate the sky.
Wu Yunzhu sat outside the yurt, which was filled with furs and precious medicinal herbs, and tended a fire.
This was her solution: using heat to dry the goods that had become damp.
Although this method seems somewhat clumsy, it has proven to be effective in practice.
When they encounter something they urgently want to preserve, the tribe will gather the items together and burn them outside the yurt for several days and nights.
The high temperature inside the yurt allows items to be completely dried in just a few days.
However, this time the situation is different.
In the past, such work was usually accomplished through the joint efforts of the entire clan, but this time, not to mention that Wuyunzhu's father had given an order that no one was allowed to help her.
Even Wu Yunzhu herself was determined to make up for her mistakes.
At midnight, the temperature grew increasingly cold and biting.
To guard the crucial fire, Wu Yunzhu dared not leave for even a moment, and could only huddle in a small tent nearby.
Outside the tent, the cold wind howled past, like a ferocious beast roaring wildly.
Nevertheless, Wuyunzhu still couldn't bear to light a fire for warmth in her tent.
She had to tend the fire and search for firewood, which was too much for her, so she had to use it sparingly whenever possible.
Wu Yunzhu was so cold that she huddled under the covers, but she still couldn't stop shivering.
Suddenly, the tent was opened from the outside, and a dark figure appeared in front of them.
Wu Yunzhu was startled.
Upon recognizing the person, he angrily shouted, "Doron! Why are you out here in the middle of the night scaring people instead of sleeping?! Have you lost your mind?!"
Doron scratched his head. "I just came to check if you were slacking off. Who knew you'd react so strongly and be so mean to me?"
"Hmph! I'm willing, so why are you meddling in my business!"
With her hands on her hips, Wu Yunzhu glared angrily at Duolun, making a move to push him away.
It's unclear where Wu Yunzhu's hand accidentally touched on Duolun's body, but Duolun suddenly gasped and let out a painful "hiss—"
"What's wrong?" Wu Yunzhu asked hurriedly, her heart tightening.
Doron gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, and said, "It's nothing, just a minor injury."
Wu Yunzhu didn't believe him and said sternly, "Don't try to fool me! Come here and let me see you!"
Doron remained motionless, but Wuyunzhu stepped forward and, without a word, ripped off his outer garment.
The clothes inside the doll were tattered beyond recognition, stuck tightly to the flesh and blood, a horrifying sight.
In an instant, Wu Yunzhu's tears flowed freely.
She trembled all over as she slowly reached out, wanting to touch the boy's hideous wounds.
"How did you get beaten up like this..."
Wu Yunzhu choked up, her heart aching so much she could barely breathe.
Doron looked up, a seemingly relaxed smile on his face, and comforted her, "Don't worry, this little injury is nothing. Besides, it's not like it's the first time I've been beaten up."
"Do you take me for a three-year-old? This is clearly from the ancestral hall's disciplinary whip! That whip has dozens of barbs on it, how could you possibly be unharmed!" Wu Yunzhu questioned anxiously and angrily.
Seeing Wuyunzhu's tears, Doron felt a pang of sympathy and instinctively reached out to offer her some comfort.
However, just as he reached out his hand, he couldn't help but gasp.
"Is your wound hurting again? You should sit down and not move! Oh dear, it would be better if you lay down, but no, no, that will put pressure on the wound on your back... Or you could lie face down..." Wu Yunzhu was anxious and kept muttering to herself.
Doron pressed down on Wuyunzhu's incessantly chattering mouth, "You'd better hurry up and start a fire, or I'll freeze to death before I die from the pain!"
"Okay, okay, I'll go start a fire right away!"
Before long, the campfire roared to life, its warm glow illuminating the two men's faces.
But just then, Wuyunzhu plunged into the night.
Doron didn't even have a chance to stop her; he could only watch helplessly as she disappeared into the darkness.
However, in just a short while, Wu Yunzhu came running back, panting heavily.
"Don't worry, I'll go get you some medicine! You stay in the tent and I'll be right back!"
He said softly, "Okay, I'll wait for you here. Don't rush, or you'll fall again."
Doron stared intently at her, a tenderness in his eyes that was quite different from his usual expression.
"I know, why are you being so long-winded today!"
Wu Yunzhu replied coquettishly, but her pace slowed noticeably, as if she had really taken Duolun's words to heart.
Stepping out of the tent, Wuyunzhu gently patted her flushed and burning breasts, muttering, "What's wrong with Duolun today? Did he take the wrong medicine? Why has he suddenly become so gentle!"
This night was destined to be a busy one for Wuyunzhu.
At first, she was busy carefully treating Doron's wounds, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
After treating her wound, she hurriedly ran to the yurt to check the fire.
Seeing that the fire had subsided somewhat, she picked up some more firewood and added it in to make the fire burn even brighter.
When she hurriedly returned to the tent, she remembered it again.
Injured people shouldn't drink cold water!
So she searched around for a kettle to boil water.
After some effort, I finally found the kettle and boiled the water.
However, the matter was not over yet. The fire in the yurt needed to be constantly fueled to keep it burning brightly, so without taking a moment's rest, she turned around and ran back towards the yurt...
Doron, who had been repeatedly told not to move, could only silently watch Wuyunzhu as she spun around like a top, constantly busy.
At this moment, a part of my heart softened.
He thought, this must be the feeling that Mr. Wang had mentioned to him, the feeling called love.
Today, he left his people outside and ran back alone.
He knew that this action would surely incur his father's most severe punishment.
But he wasn't afraid at all.
After leaving the ancestral hall, he intended to go back and heal his wounds alone.
Unexpectedly, I ran into Mr. Wang on the way.
"You know what? All those so-called feelings you have for me are just out of temporary curiosity."
Mr. Wang's tone was calm yet firm.
He was stunned upon hearing this.
To be honest, he couldn't fully understand the deeper meaning behind what Mr. Wang said, but he still tried his best to listen.
But he understood the last sentence.
Mr. Wang asked why he was so worried about Wuyunzhu.
This question left him momentarily at a loss.
He opened his mouth, wanting to explain something, but ultimately became too clumsy to know how to begin.
So, like a child, he kept repeating, "Because...because she is Wuyunzhu!"
In that instant, he suddenly realized.
It turns out there was no reason or justification at all; it was simply because that person was Wuyunzhu!
This feeling was like a sudden awakening, instantly bringing him back to his senses.
However, at the same time, a sense of fear and unease welled up in his heart.
He had just infuriated Wu Yunzhu; she probably wouldn't want to talk to him again for the rest of her life.
Seeing him like a defeated rooster, it was as if all his energy had been drained away.
Wang Xiuxiu couldn't bear to see him like this and decided to help him out.
So, she rolled her eyes and came up with a "cunning" but ingenious idea for him.
A self-inflicted injury ruse!
He was initially confused, but after Wang Xiuxiu explained for a long time, he finally nodded in understanding.
However, even though he knew exactly what to do, the thought of putting it into practice made him blush and become shy.
Seeing his cowardly appearance, Wang Xiuxiu was determined to leave him alone this time.
Wang Xiuxiu shook her head helplessly, sighed, and turned to leave.
Seeing this, Zisu couldn't help but ask, "Patriarch, are you really not going to take care of this big oaf?"
Wang Xiuxiu stopped and turned around, a look of disappointment on her face. "This man, although he is a bit honest and simple, is not stupid. I have done everything I can, and even given him ideas. If he can't even seize such a good opportunity, then he will have a hard time getting Wuyunzhu back in the future!"
No sooner had they finished speaking than Wu Lin, unable to contain his curiosity, rushed over to join the fun. "Sir! Sir! There's something I don't understand either!"
Wu Lin scratched his head. "That Wu Yunzhu ruined all our goods. Not only did you not blame her, but you were even willing to step in and help mediate the emotional entanglement between her and this big oaf. What are you after?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiuxiu slowly raised her head, gazing at the distant sky, her eyes revealing a complex emotion.
After a while, she said slowly, "Perhaps it's my conscience that's bothering me!"
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The day I left Yunchuan.
Wuyunzhu and Kulun came together to see them off, and the two seemed to have reconciled.
Seeing Zisu's confusion, Wulin cheekily leaned over to explain, "Patriarch, you don't know, but Duolun was punished by the clan. The next morning, despite his injuries, he resolutely dragged his weak body to help Wuyunzhu chop wood. When Wuyunzhu woke up and saw this, she was deeply moved on the spot!"
On the other side, Wu Yunzhu held Wang Xiuxiu's hand tightly, her eyes filled with reluctance.
"I will remember you, sister, and please don't forget me either. If you have the chance, please come and visit me!"
Wang Xiuxiu smiled gently and nodded vigorously, "Yes! We will definitely meet again!"
After saying that, she gently hugged Wuyunzhu, feeling the sincere affection between them.
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