Chapter 619 How to handle this matter?
The Taoist priest's left eyelid twitched violently. He raised his hand and pinched it, his heart sinking.
"Okay, let's hurry up then."
With that, the two men raised their whips and shouted, "Giddy up, giddy up!"
The people in the woods panicked. "Quick, fire a signal flare and stop them!"
Shortly after, Song Chunxue heard a loud bang above her head.
She realized something was wrong and lashed the whip even faster.
But the sound of horses' hooves behind her and the shouts coming from the hillside in front of her sent chills down her spine.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, an arrow flew towards her.
"Whoosh!"
Three arrows struck one after another; one of them grazed Song Chunxue's shoulder, then her clothes and arm.
"Boss, the other one is a Taoist nun, and she's got a pretty slim waist. It's a shame to kill her!"
As they drew closer, Song Chunxue heard the man's joyful voice.
Her heart skipped a beat. She flung the short sword from her waist backward and said in a deep voice, "Kill him!"
"Whoosh~"
The short sword grazed past her ear, and she heard a short scream behind her, followed by the heavy thud of a horse falling to the ground.
"Junior brother, hurry up, let's change horses!"
Looking at the extra troops appearing on the road in the distance, Song Chunxue said resignedly, "It's too late, Senior Brother."
She clutched her arm and reined in her horse with one hand, "This time escape won't be easy, they're bandits!"
"Act according to the situation, don't panic. I might know their backers, and we can negotiate while we're at it to avoid trouble. Don't do anything foolish."
Song Chunxue understood what her senior brother meant. "Don't worry, with Wuyou here, I'll be fine."
"Worry-free?" The Taoist priest saw the flying short sword and knew that she was referring to the name of the sword.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Song Chunxue felt a sword strike in her back, but she couldn't feel any pain. Just as she was starting to wonder, she felt dizzy and her head tilted to the side.
"Junior brother!"
Song Chunxue's eyelids were so heavy she couldn't lift them, and she fainted the next moment.
She thought, "Falling off the horse must have been quite a fall; I hope it's just a bloody accident."
...
When she woke up again, she had a terrible headache.
She sat up instantly, terrified, wanting to check if she was alright.
"hiss……"
I jumped up too suddenly and aggravated my wound.
Suddenly, someone pressed down on her forearm. "Don't move, it's safe here."
The voice was very familiar, and the words were enunciated very clearly. She subconsciously looked up.
"Xie Zheng?"
How did he end up here?
“It’s me,” he said with a gentle smile, pulling the thin blanket over himself and softly comforting her. “Lie down and rest. You’re injured. Your senior brother is outside. You’ll see him soon.”
Song Chunxue immediately looked around. This seemed to be an inn.
What exactly happened? Why did I run into Xie Zheng?
"Didn't we run into bandits?"
Xie Zheng took a bowl of medicine and sat down by the bed. "It's a long story, but thankfully my senior brother bought you time and prevented you from being taken up the mountain. A general leading troops passed by and rescued you. Our carriage happened to be passing by, so we brought you to the inn."
Song Chunxue breathed a sigh of relief. "Then, Senior Brother, are you injured?"
“He didn’t, but because he forcibly used his sword to injure someone, he was exhausted and needs to rest for two days.” Xie Zheng held a porcelain spoon to her lips. “Take your medicine first.”
Song Chunxue panicked slightly afterward, "I'll drink it myself."
But as she sat up on the edge of the bed, she found that her arm hurt so badly that she couldn't hold the bowl.
"I'll feed her, it's nothing." Xie Zheng held the medicine to her lips again.
Embarrassment overshadowed the joy of the reunion; Song Chunxue's neck was burning hot.
She reached out and took the bowl, saying, "I'm not a princess, just drink from this bowl."
As she spoke, she tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp, then handed the bowl to him, saying, "Mmm."
Xie Zheng took the bowl, but before he could hand her a handkerchief, he saw her raise her sleeve to wipe her mouth.
It seems she hasn't gotten used to this change yet.
Actually, he didn't know how to get along with her either.
Two people nearing fifty, like young people experiencing their first stirrings of love, their eyes met and then immediately looked away, unsure of what to say.
"Does it hurt?"
Why are you still here?
The two spoke at the same time.
Song Chunxue thought to herself, "Luckily, I didn't ask my senior brother why he hadn't arrived yet, otherwise he would definitely have misunderstood."
What should she do? Why is she so comfortable with her senior brother, but feels awkward and out of place with Xie Zheng?
"I'm not in pain."
“I was held up by some matters. I didn’t expect you to go to Chang’an instead of Jiangnan,” Xie Zheng hesitated for a moment, “Chunxue, would you like to come with me to the capital?”
"..." Xie Zheng actually invited her to the capital, to his hometown?
Putting aside how he should introduce her to others, if his relatives ask and find out that their relationship is somewhat ambiguous, they will definitely scold her for being shameless and trying to climb the social ladder.
"I'm not going!"
As soon as she said it, she realized she had been too direct and quickly explained, "It's not that I don't want to go, but that I can't. Even if I go as a fellow disciple, they'll still gossip. It's better not to go."
Xie Zheng was clearly disappointed. "We'll all go, but how about we don't go to my house for now? You and your senior brother can stay at the inn, and I'll show you around the capital for a while."
His voice was gentle, "I'm worried that this trip to Beijing might not allow me to return to Jincheng quickly, and there's even a possibility that..."
"Is it possible we can't go back?" Song Chunxue's mouth was faster than her brain. "Actually, this is for the best. It means we are not meant to be, and it's right to cut our losses in time."
"After all, you haven't been to the capital for many years. Back then, you were young and impetuous and were often demoted, but you might find something when you go back this time..."
"No, Song Chunxue, are you changing your mind?"
Xie Zheng moved the stool forward, eager to grab her hand, but afraid that she would be disgusted, he placed his hand on the quilt. "Even if you are just being soft-hearted or acting on impulse, my feelings are not just a whim, but the result of accumulated feelings over time. You can't just cut it off like that, it would be too cruel to me."
Song Chunxue lowered her head and rubbed the brocade pattern on the quilt, her heart pounding erratically.
Scholars are different; their words are so profound that you dare not listen too closely.
That's fine. He needs to realize that she's just like that, so it won't seem like she started something and then abandoned it.
She realized she was being a little heartless, falling for him at certain times, and then only feeling a headache after that point.
If she were a man, she would definitely be a heartless man. What should I do? She's not that kind of person.
Even she herself couldn't figure out her own thoughts; it seemed to depend entirely on her mood.
"Cough cough cough..."
Xie Zheng's cough interrupted her troubled thoughts, and she couldn't help but look up. "Have you caught a cold? Why are you coughing?"
"It rained last night, so you might have caught a chill. Just drink another bowl of medicine and you'll be fine." Xie Zheng stood up. "You should rest well first. I'll have someone bring you dinner. Your senior brother will come and change the medicine on your arm."
"..." She felt like he was angry.
"Wait a minute," she said, only then noticing that he was unsteady on his feet and walking with a limp. "Are you injured too?"
"It's nothing, I just accidentally fell off the horse..."
"Huh? Why are you still running around? Let me help you back to rest."
As she spoke, she threw off the covers and got out of bed, her tone as gentle as possible, "Don't be angry, I'm just not used to this change. After all, I'm not young anymore, unlike a young girl who only thinks about love and romance..."
“But you are close to your senior brother, yet you are distant and polite to me,” Xie Zheng said, walking around her and insisting on leaving. “Perhaps you should think it through. The person you like may not be me.”
"..." Help! Why is he acting all wronged?
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