Chapter 22 Corpse, Alluring and Cheap
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That eagle was quite strong; it hadn't been fully tamed and still retained a lot of its wildness.
“You’re bleeding…” Lin Xihe repeated.
"Um."
My neck is burning. Wen Zhixu touched it; it felt smooth.
When you open your palm, there is a touch of red.
Before he could even cover his wound, the girl came crashing down on him like a broken tree.
"..."
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The Lin family mansion was in complete chaos.
"Oh no! The young lady has fainted!"
"Go get a doctor! A doctor!"
Wherever trouble arises, the Min family mother and daughter will be there.
Lin Zhirou followed the sound and saw the Lin family steward leading the way, while Wen Zhixu carried Lin Xihe and walked briskly forward.
Her light blue dress billowed like waves parted by the wind, the hem adorned with shards of gold scattered by the sunlight. Wen Zhixu's face was tense, his usual composure completely gone.
Lin Zhirou stared blankly at this scene: the Second Young Master Wen's heroic rescue of the beauty... made her even more fascinated.
But he was holding a slutty, cheap woman in his arms. That spot should have been hers!
Lin Zhirou went up to him, feigning concern: "Brother Zhixu, what happened?"
Wen Zhixu glanced at her sideways, deliberately avoiding Lin Zhirou as if she were a plague, and only said to Madam Min in a gentle voice: "There are people causing trouble in front of my mansion, which has frightened Miss Lin."
Min forced a smile: "I'll go fetch a doctor."
"Wen has already sent someone to invite Doctor Qian."
There was a moment of silence before Madam Min continued, "Then I thank you, Second Young Master. I will certainly inform you when my master returns to the manor."
"No need for you to trouble yourself, Madam. I have already sent someone to inform Lord Lin."
Min's smile froze completely on her face, and she could no longer utter a word.
The sunlight was dazzling, and her skin felt slightly warm. Lin Xihe heard Wen Zhixu's voice, as he was dealing with Madam Min—wouldn't it be a little awkward for her to wake up now?
Having never experienced being carried in a princess carry before, she was a little hesitant. The scene before her made her steel her resolve, silently reciting in her mind: If Wen Zhixu were a coffin, my main task right now would be to cosplay as a corpse.
Having made up her mind, she simply relaxed her body and nestled comfortably into the depths of that solid "coffin".
As Wen Zhi was walking, he suddenly felt the person in his arms gently nuzzle against his chest.
He looked down, his eyelashes fluttering, clearly awake.
"Alright, stop pretending. I've made them leave in anger."
Lin Xihe stubbornly persisted, becoming even more engrossed in her feigned death.
“It’s really heavy,” Wen Zhixu stated calmly, “I need to lose weight.”
He returned Lin Xihe's strange remarks verbatim.
Lin Xihe was shocked. Was this ancient person a parrot reincarnated? He learned to speak quite quickly!
Wen Zhixu's arm suddenly went light, and the corpse in his arms slid to the ground.
The girl's face flushed red and then turned pale, and after a long while she finally snorted, "Only pigs are on a diet!"
Speaking of pigs—this reminds me of something else.
He casually followed her lead, saying, "Oh, only pigs that grow by sucking their tongues need to lose weight."
Lin Xihe laughed: "Peppa Pig is still young, she doesn't need to lose weight."
Peppa Pig.
For a moment, Wen Zhixu thought that the name Peiqi was quite good, catchy, and better than Cuihuang, Chunlv, and Mohu.
In the pond beneath the covered bridge, a carp searching for food quietly stirred the surface of the water.
The water shimmered, and the reflections of the young man and woman were shattered on the surface.
"Linxi He".
"Um?"
"Why is there a pig's head next to my name on the bird-finding notice I ordered to be posted?" Wen Zhixu said calmly.
Lin Xihe: "..."
Just what I feared most came to pass. It turned out that Wen Zhixu had indeed found the notice that she had drawn Peppa Pig on in a fit of anger.
Wen Zhixu stepped forward, not intending to let her off the hook: "Explain yourself?"
The warm spring breeze blew in at the right time, ruffling the girl's long hair, the strands forming a curtain that concealed her disheveled state.
"ah……?"
"Don't pretend."
During the standoff, Lin Xihe thought of Wen Zhixu's letter of annulment. Ha, he had already written a letter of annulment, what right did he have to question her?
She was furious and raised her chin: "Yes, I drew it. I admit it. What do you want?"
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Lin Xihe sneered, "What kind of relationship do we have? You want to control me? Dream on." Even her cheap father can't control her.
Wen Zhixu choked on his words. Who cares about her?!
Not far away, Dr. Qian, carrying his medicine box, was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to go in or back.
The youngest apprentice in the group, seeing Wen Zhixu's ashen face, hurriedly said, "Master, quickly treat Young Master Wen! He's about to faint!"
Doctor Qian was puzzled. The Lin family steward said that his eldest daughter had fainted, so how did it turn into the second young master of the Wen family?
A series of barking sounds came from Tinghe Pavilion.
As soon as Lin Xihe turned around, a black shadow darted from the side of the gate to her.
Upon hearing her voice, the barking turned into soft whimpers, and the dog excitedly circled around her once before raising its mud-covered nose to rub against the hem of her skirt.
"Little Black, you're so dirty." Lin Xihe squatted down and touched the dog's face, not minding the dirt at all, and wiped it with her sleeve.
The dog whimpered contentedly, and as soon as it opened its beady eyes, it met a sharp gaze.
"Woof...Woof...?" What's the owner doing here?
"Mo, Hu!" Wen Zhixu gritted his teeth, "How did you get here?"
Doctor Qian and the apprentice's eyes widened. The Second Young Master Wen, who was always aloof and self-possessed, was actually angry this time.
Lin Xihe spoke up for the dog: "It has legs, it walked over. Right, Xiao Hei?"
When the doctor arrived, Wen Zhixu felt superfluous and left with the dog.
Lin Xihe waved, her smile widening: "Little Black, bye-bye~"
Mo Hu looked back every few steps.
"Aren't you going yet?" Wen Zhixu turned around and saw this scene: a girl with a bright white smile was saying goodbye to her dog, and he felt a surge of annoyance. What kind of nonsense is this "bye-bye"?
He scolded the dog: "When did you become so familiar with her? You have no manners, I'll let you go hungry for a couple of meals."
Mo Hu's tail drooped limply, and he whimpered softly.
At the other end of the corridor, Lin Xihe hid herself behind a pillar and looked down at her palm—it was an exquisite gilded tripod that Mo Hu had just presented as a treasure.
She had initially planned to chase after him to return it, but then immediately changed her mind: Little Black had only dug a new tunnel, and that guy surnamed Wen had already starved it for a couple of meals. If he found out about the chain, wouldn't he break its legs?
She clasped her hands together and gripped her foot tightly.
Hmph, I'm not paying it back.
After examining her through observation, listening, questioning, and palpation, Dr. Qian concluded: "Miss Lin's sight of blood disturbed her mind, causing her qi and blood to become disordered, resulting in her fainting."
After drinking the ginger and honey water, Lin Xihe's complexion became much rosier: "Hmm, hemophobia."
When she was in college, her whole dorm went to donate blood with great enthusiasm. But as soon as she caught a glimpse of the blood bag, she collapsed to the ground, becoming the only one in the dorm who didn't get a blood donation certificate.
"Hemophobia?" Dr. Qian pondered the three words repeatedly, then respectfully stood up and bowed deeply to Lin Xihe. "Miss Lin's previous insightful discussion on 'infection and sterilization' has enlightened me greatly. Today, the three words 'hemophobia' are even more wonderful, truly wonderful!"
"Ah, this..." Is this a way to give ancient doctors a shock of modern medicine?
After examining the patient, Dr. Qian was forced to become a veterinarian again.
Lin Xihe teased Bubu with an exquisitely crafted tripod, but it lifelessly sank into the tiny pillow she had hastily made overnight, its stitches crooked and uneven.
If this were in modern times, it would have been taken to a veterinary clinic for exotic pets to be treated long ago, instead of being left to worry like this.
Dr. Qian: "Miss Lin is looking for the flower stamen stone..."
"You have it?!" Lin Xihe had searched every pharmacy in the city, but still couldn't find the Flower Stamen Stone.
"I'm afraid we can only try looking in the back mountain of Shushi Temple."
"In the mountains?" Lin Xihe's eyes lit up. How come she hadn't thought of that?
When the old nanny who brought in the water heard the words "Shushi Nunnery," she felt a chill and her expression immediately became unnatural.
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