The next day, Chu Qi's biological clock woke her up at 3:30 am.
Sitting cross-legged, she breathed in and out according to the rhythm of the technique of refining the mind and breaking the spirit. After practicing for about a quarter of an hour, she opened her eyes and a gleam of light flashed in them.
After letting out a breath, she stood up, put on her coat, and prepared to go to the kitchen to cook.
The two horses were led into the village together, and their reins were tied to a tree. They lay there sleeping with their legs spread out.
The noise of Chu Qi opening the door woke them up.
With a neigh, the horse stood up and walked back and forth excitedly, trying to get closer to its male owner.
Chu Qi went over and touched the horses' heads one by one, took out the beans and wheat from the bag, and poured them into the bamboo trough.
He also poured water from the water bag for them to drink.
After finishing all these, Chu Qi went straight into the kitchen to make breakfast.
After a month of traveling and more than two months in the valley, the dry food and difficult-to-store ingredients that Chu Qi had bought in the city had long been consumed.
However, not much bacon is eaten each time, and a lot is stored, so there are still three large pieces left.
Chu Qi cut out half a piece, cut it into thin slices, and stir-fried it with sauerkraut.
Keep the breakfast simple, with fried bacon with sauerkraut and a plate of stir-fried Chinese cabbage.
The sauerkraut and Chinese cabbage were given to Shang Shuyao by the villagers. Shang Shuyao didn't like cooking, so she just made them casually every time.
During the time that Chu Qi stayed in the valley temporarily, Shang Shuyao went in so punctually every day, inevitably with the intention of getting a free meal.
Someone had prepared food for her early in the morning, and Shang Shuyao got up when she smelled the fragrance.
Seeing Chu Qi shovel out the last dish, Shang Shuyao rolled up her sleeves and ran to wash the dishes.
After washing the three servings of bowls, Shang Shuyao placed the bowls on the dining table and asked in confusion:
"Hey, where's Yueyue? Why hasn't she gotten up yet? Is she staying in bed?"
"Would you like to go and have a look?"
Chu Qi took off her apron and hung it on the hook on the wall.
"Yeah." Shang Shuyao walked into Lin Yue's room with a little joy.
"Yueyue, wake up~"
She took a few steps to the bed and was about to tease Lin Yue for being a lazy pig, but she saw that the girl on the bed had an abnormally red cheek.
Shang Shuyao's face changed, and she put her cold hand on Lin Yue's forehead, which was frighteningly hot.
"Yueyue, Yueyue." She sat on the edge of the bed, pulled up the girl's fair wrist to feel her pulse, and called her softly.
Perhaps the calling worked, the girl's eyelashes trembled a few times and she slowly opened her eyes.
The eyes that used to be clear and moist now seemed covered with dust. The girl looked into nothingness and focused for a few breaths before she managed to regain some consciousness:
"Sister Shuyao..."
Her mouth was slightly open and her tone was weak.
"Why do you have such a severe fever all of a sudden? Does your throat hurt? Open your mouth so I can see the base of your tongue."
Shang Shuyao lifted a few strands of hair from the girl's cheek.
"Hmm..." Lin Yue felt as if her throat was burning with fire, and it was dry and tight. She tried to open her mouth, but still couldn't open it much.
Shang Shuyao became anxious, so she simply pinched the girl's cheeks, her fingertips sinking into the soft flesh. She pinched the girl's mouth open and lowered her head to carefully look at the condition of her oral cavity.
Seeing that there was no oral ulcer caused by the epidemic, Shang Shuyao breathed a sigh of relief and carefully felt the pulse for a long time. She said, "It's okay, it's just a common high fever."
However, in ancient times when medical care was backward, let alone a high fever, even a small cold could be fatal.
Shang Shuyao did not dare to delay and immediately ran to the pharmacy that the villagers had helped to build. She grabbed the anti-inflammatory and antipyretic drugs according to the dosage and started to boil them without stopping.
At the same time, he shouted, "Seventh Young Master, please give Lin Yue some warm water. She has a fever!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Qi quickly poured a cup of warm water and went into Lin Yue's room. Seeing her lying on the bed with a frown on her face, she felt inexplicably distressed.
Lifting her upper body, Chu Qi fed the water to her mouth: "Lin Yue, drink some water."
Lin Yue was really thirsty, so she opened her mouth and drank half a cup of water, which made her burning throat feel much better.
She opened her eyes slightly and gave a pale smile, "Sir."
It's great to be hugged by the young master again...
Her nostrils were filled with the young master's faint and cool fragrance. Lin Yue felt sleepy again and closed her eyes.
After half an hour, the medicinal soup was ready. Shang Shuyao brought it to the room to wake up Lin Yue, and she and Chu Qi took the responsibility of feeding him.
One person held her, while the other was responsible for blowing the warm medicine soup into her mouth.
After taking a bowl of medicine, Lin Yue felt much better. She said embarrassedly, "Thank you for your help."
"What's the big deal? I'm responsible for taking care of you." Shang Shuyao said, "When you feel better, eat some porridge to fill your stomach."
Now even if we ask her to eat, she can't eat. She can only swallow the medicine with great force. After drinking one bowl of medicine, she spits out half of it.
After taking care of Linyue, Shang Shuyao went back to the kitchen to eat. After dinner, she went out to check on the health of the villagers.
Lin Yue was still lying on the bed resting. Chu Qi didn't want to stay with her all the time, so she performed a set of sword techniques in the yard.
After warming up, she went back to the kitchen to eat something, then made a bowl of porridge, added some salt and fed it to Linyue.
Lin Yue was a little embarrassed, and struggled to stretch out her hand, wanting to hold it herself: "Sir, I can do it myself."
"Let me do it. You are sick and have no strength."
Chu Qi raised her hand, avoiding the girl's hand, scooped a spoonful of porridge, waited for it to cool down for a while, and then fed it into Lin Yue's mouth.
The latter had a bit of shyness on her face, but she continued to enjoy the feeding from the young master helplessly but sweetly.
***
Wujian Villa.
Chu Anping is the core disciple of Wujian Villa and the son of the most noble person in power. He has been born to enjoy the sect's resources.
At the young age of seventeen, he has already reached the pinnacle of the top-notch masters, and is expected to reach the grandmaster level before he comes of age.
He has been the apple of everyone's eye since childhood, and with his extraordinary talent, he was accepted as a direct disciple by the elders of the super ancient sect, the Yunshang Sect.
Naturally, his temper became increasingly arrogant. In the Wujian Sect, he looked down on his disciples with a condescending attitude. In the Yunshang Sect, he tried to please his senior brothers and sisters who had higher status than him.
The two different expressions and attitudes made the disciples of the Wujian Sect extremely disgusted.
Therefore, Chu Anping has a bad reputation in the sect and is not welcomed.
This time he came back from the Yunshang Sect and grabbed an inner disciple to ask where the sect leader had gone.
The arrested disciple said honestly, "I don't know."
"You don't even know this, you piece of trash." Chu Anping felt vaguely anxious, not knowing where this feeling came from.
This mysterious feeling made him feel irritated, so he let go of the inner disciples and strode back to the sect master's hall.
He sat in the special chair for the clan leader, ordered the maid to bring him food, and waited silently for the spy's reply.
Half a day later, the spy sent a message via carrier pigeon: The leader had gone to Yucheng a few days ago.
Yucheng?
Chu Anping tore up the paper casually and threw it into the kerosene lamp to burn it. He opened his mouth and ate the grapes that the maid had peeled and brought to his mouth. He lowered his eyes and thought.
Another carrier pigeon brought back a message. He opened the note and saw that it said: The sect leader went to Yucheng to look for the eldest son.
Seeing this, Chu Anping's heart was suddenly shaken. Is there any definite news about the brother who always lived in his mother's memory?
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