Chapter 3: Sick He said: "I didn't forgive you before I went to Yongzhou...
"grown ups."
Chai Heng, assuming he was deaf, repeated the question. She actually had a good temper. Aside from the six months in her previous life when he had locked her up in Fuyuan and their relationship had become strained, she had rarely been unhappy. Even now, she answered him in a very gentle tone.
It was this quiet pool of water that made Yang Yan feel strange and familiar. He looked at her with a serious look for a moment, but it was only a moment, and his expression returned to normal.
"Do you know where to send the letter?"
"Tuoba Yuanli's camp." After Chai Heng finished speaking, he seemed to remember something and added, "You said it in your dream."
A person would not really know what he said when he was drowsy in his dream, but Yang Yan was extremely sure that he had never said such words in his dream.
"Wait two days until I can walk again, and I will deliver the letter myself. You and Ji Changqing just need to take good care of Little Thirteen." The cold winter weather makes people feel weak, and Yang Yan spoke tiredly.
The development of the story seems to be different from what Chai Heng experienced before.
She was stunned for a moment, then quickly remembered that in her previous life, after Tuoba Yuanli released Xu Jianxian and the others, he had intended to take her captive. Later, Yang Yan came to negotiate with Tuoba Yuanli for the second time, competing in a blind shooting match, before he agreed to give her a chance to go. However, that day, Tuoba Yuanli was so angry about losing that he changed his mind midway, and made Yang Yan kneel before him before he would fulfill his promise.
It may not be a bad thing to be able to start over in this life and not see each other's humiliation.
Chai Heng packed up his things, stood up on his knees, and prepared to go to the yard to fetch water to wash the bloody copper basin, when Ji Changqing came in holding Xiao Shisan.
"Master Yang is awake?" He just heard the voices inside.
"Awake." Chai Heng said.
"Since you're awake, why don't you two sleep together tonight?" Ji Zhangqing lifted the curtain and came out again, holding the child in his arms. He approached Chai Heng and started to discuss with her, "You've known Lord Yang longer than I have, and you know he can't stand anything dirty. When it was just the two of us here, I was so far away from him, and he always made me wash myself every day. It's so troublesome to wash back and forth in the middle of winter. You're husband and wife, and even if he dislikes me, he won't dislike you."
Although the Pingling Marquisate was in decline, Yang Yan had never suffered from hardship in terms of food, clothing, and daily expenses. Because of this, he loved cleanliness to the point of being a little pathological.
Not only Ji Changqing, but when Chai Heng and Yang Yan slept in the same bed in the past, she also had to follow his habits every day. She had to wash herself and change into clean underwear half an hour before going to bed. She was not allowed to eat anything on the bed. She had to wash her hands three times after holding a sword before touching his things. She was not allowed to step on any of his clothes.
These broken rules give Chai Heng a headache just thinking about them.
She finally had a chance to disobey, so how could she let it go?
"Even if we were husband and wife, he would still dislike me. And," Chai Heng paused and continued to Ji Zhangqing, "it won't be that soon, so I'm sorry to have to bear with you for the time being."
Her words were calm and gentle, and she didn't look like she was joking.
Ji Zhangqing was stunned for a moment, then turned around to close the wooden door. He then pulled Chai Heng to sit on the threshold in front of the house and whispered, "What's going on? You don't really want to be a couple with my cousin, do you?"
This guy always says shocking things.
Chai Heng couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "I don't even know who your cousin is, so why would I want to be with him? Marriage is not a serious matter."
"So you mean to divorce Master Yang when you return?"
"Of course." Chai Heng nodded frankly.
Ji Changqing didn't understand. Wouldn't it be enough for He Li to wait for Yang Yan to return in Shangjing? Why bother running all the way here to see him off to die?
Not only did he not understand, Chai Heng herself didn't understand either. She didn't understand why, after God had given her a second life, she had to send her to this place. But since she was already here, she had to make the best of it. In this world, she couldn't have everything she wanted. She could only take it one step at a time.
"Then you won't try again?"
Ji Zhangqing advised earnestly, "Relationships between people are cultivated. You're a young couple, and it's not easy. He might not like you today, but he might like you the day after tomorrow. Who knows, one day you might even become close friends."
Ji Changqing's words were very realistic, but Chai Heng had tried it before and had hit a wall. The feeling of the animal trap on her leg in her previous life was too painful, and she didn't want to try it again.
Chai Heng shook his head and said with a smile, "I won't try it anymore. If you know it's a bitter pill, and still insist on trying it, you'd be a fool."
Seeing her stand up again, Ji Zhangqing didn't want to interfere too much. After all, Yang Yan was a patient, and he was a weak and fragile person. If he got too annoyed and drove Chai Heng, the force, away, it would be bad. So, he followed her and cheerfully asked if she needed help sharpening the knife.
There is no need to sharpen the knife.
But there was nothing to eat in the house except the goat milk that Xiao Shisan wanted to drink. Chai Heng picked up a bow and a sickle from the wall and went out again.
She had grown up in Furong Mountain and was far better at identifying wild vegetables and prey than Ji Changqing. During the days Yang Yan had been unconscious, Ji Changqing had relied on the prey hunted by Chai Heng and the wild vegetables he had dug to keep her fed. Now that she was going out again, Ji Changqing was both excited and worried.
I was excited because I didn't know what Chai Heng would bring back today, but I was also worried that she might meet Qiang people who were difficult to talk to. It would be bad if she was caught.
"When will you come back? Do you need me to go with you?" Ji Changqing lifted the curtain and asked her caringly before she left.
"I don't know. If it's early, I should be able to come back before dark. If not, around tomorrow morning. There are some hemostatic and stasis-removing herbs hanging on the wall. If I don't come back before dark, you can boil them for you and that person at night." Chai Heng tied the bow tightly around himself and reminded Ji Changqing of every detail.
"good."
Ji Zhangqing nodded. There was nothing he needed help with, and he was actually quite happy.
Thinking of this, he closed the curtain and walked inside. When he entered the room, he saw Yang Yan also looking out through the window, but his eyes were not very clear and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
Ji Zhangqing didn't know how good the soundproofing in this room was, nor did he know if he had heard what Chai Heng had just said. When he suddenly met Yang Yan's eyes, he felt a little embarrassed. This embarrassment was more like pity.
He didn't know what to do, so he had to put down the little Thirteen in his arms, then he coughed lightly and avoided looking.
Little did he know that what Yang Yan cared least about in his life was the pity of others. Moreover, he never thought that Chai Heng would really divorce him.
He knew better than anyone how much she liked him.
She couldn't bear to leave him.
"Today, when Chai Si and I passed by the Qiang camp, we heard that several Central Plains people had been kidnapped. I wonder if they were sent by the imperial court to rescue us. Lord Yang, if the imperial court continues to negotiate peace with these Qiang people and fails, will we really die here?"
After putting Xiao Shisan down, Ji Zhangqing suddenly spoke, and it was rare for them to talk about serious things.
The war between the Western Rong and the Great Qi has lasted for at least ten years to date. During these ten years, people's livelihood has been devastated and the people have suffered terribly.
While it might seem like a war between two armies was solely the Ministry of War's responsibility, once the smoke of war started, the national treasury would undoubtedly be overwhelmed. It cost silver to buy military rations, and even more silver to buy warm clothing for the soldiers, not to mention all the weapons and equipment like swords, spears, and halberds. Where would the money for the national treasury come from? It would have to come from the people.
As the military secretary in charge of the peace talks, although he was afraid of death and his position was not as high as Yang Yan's, he couldn't say he wasn't worried. So before Yang Yan woke up, he had already told Chai Heng a lot of his depressed words. Now that his colleague finally woke up, he had another person to express his feelings to.
People always feel fear when facing the unknown.
Yang Yan had once experienced the same despair and confusion as Ji Changqing.
They didn’t know whether the imperial court would come to rescue them, when the reinforcements would arrive, or what the fate of Da Qi and Xirong would be in the future.
Yang Yan understood Ji Zhangqing and was familiar with the development of the situation, so he calmly comforted him: "Don't worry, we can return to Da Qi safely within six months."
Yang Yan had long been Ji Changqing's backbone. With his words, Ji Changqing felt much more at ease.
When one feels at ease, one naturally sleeps soundly. In order to steal goat milk for Little Thirteen, he and Chai Heng had gotten up early today. Because he couldn't run as fast as Chai Heng, he was caught by the herdsmen and beaten. Now he was feeling very sleepy. After yawning, he lay down.
"Pack up your bedding and return to your original position." Yang Yan glanced at the quilt that Ji Changqing had placed beside him.
"Okay, then I'll leave first. I'll come back after Chai Si drives me away." Ji Changqing obediently packed up his small bedding and left quickly.
…
The road was blocked by heavy snow, so Chai Heng skillfully slipped through two small woods and rolled several times in the fields before he managed to catch a hare. By the time he returned to the cabin, it was already dark.
There was a light on in the room, probably left for her.
She swiftly used the wilderness survival methods her master and mistress had taught her to use, using a knife to prepare the rabbit. After dividing the meat, she washed her hands and went back inside. When she entered, she found Ji Zhangqing already lying on her bed, snoring happily.
Chai Heng: ...
"Come on in."
Through a curtain, she heard that familiar, deep voice. It was already this hour, and he wasn't asleep yet. He definitely had no good intentions.
Chai Heng went in with the knife he had just used to slaughter a rabbit, wanting to see what this rude man was going to do. However, he lost his balance and tripped over the small bench in the middle, falling to the ground on all fours.
“Never look at your feet when you walk.”
"It seems the lessons you learned in your previous life weren't enough."
The same sarcastic tone, the same arrogance. Just these two sentences made Chai Heng look up at him in disbelief.
She suddenly remembered her past life. Because she didn't like to look at the road she was walking on, every time she went to assassinate Xue Ruyue, Yang Yan would order people to set all kinds of strange traps for her. Either she would trip over the ropes, or dig all kinds of big pits for her. Because of this, she fell a lot.
So at this moment, he said this.
She understood.
Not only was she reborn, but so was he.
Besides, he was too lazy to pretend with her, not even for a day.
"You are so frank, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Chai Heng felt it was ridiculous. He supported himself with his arms and struggled to get up, looking coldly at the man in front of him.
"You won't."
Yang Yan cast a nonchalant look at her. In their previous life, they had gone through more than ten years of ups and downs. Although there was a gap between them, Yang Yan understood her better than anyone else.
"Killing me in the enemy's territory of Xirong would make you a traitor to the Great Qi. You are not mentally ill and would not do such a stupid thing."
Chai Heng: “…”
Yang Yan continued, "In our past lives, we both had our own difficulties. Didn't you come to me to make peace the night before we left for Yongzhou? I didn't forgive you then, but now, I do."
Chai Heng: “…”
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