After waiting for a long time without anyone coming in, I realized that I had been being overly cautious.
He picked up the rabbit, closed the stone gate, and left. After descending the cliff, he saw a person lying in the weeds, his snow-white clothes stained red with blood, becoming filthy and glaringly conspicuous.
I wonder if it was a crime of passion or a revenge killing.
I thought that he was definitely not going to survive falling from such a high cliff, so I thought I would just bury him somewhere after I finished eating.
There was no firewood on the cliffs here, so I went a little further away. When I came back, I was so kind that I specially surveyed the terrain and found a feng shui treasure land for him to be buried.
Unexpectedly, just as I was struggling to lift him up and carry him away, someone grabbed my neck and nearly strangled me to death.
"Don't move," a weak, stern voice called out in my ear.
I fell to the ground, body and all.
"Heroes are deadly!" I was terrified and blurted out in a panic.
He was startled by my words "heroes are dangerous," and I took the opportunity to escape from his clutches.
I really admire my own cleverness.
He wasn't giving up and wanted to launch another sneak attack. I was caught off guard earlier, so why would I give him another chance now? I seized the opportunity and kicked his arm, which was covered in blood but still movable.
Damn it, I kindly helped him collect his body, and instead of being grateful, he dared to scheme against me! Does he think I'm made of clay? Today, I'll take pity on him and teach him a lesson on how to behave properly on behalf of his parents.
I used almost all my strength to ravage him from head to toe before I could finally vent my anger.
Later, after I saw his beauty, I dragged the beauty I had picked up home.
It seems that Heaven saw that I was a weak and lonely woman and specially sent a celestial boy down to keep me company and relieve my boredom.
Although he was a bit dirty and had a bad temper, I thought that after some training, he would definitely become my ideal husband. With my mind wandering, I didn't even participate in the spring hunt and went back home. I took care of him with great care and attention for several months and finally pulled him back from the brink of death.
He probably succumbed to my tyranny, becoming unusually obedient and docile.
After he recovered from his injuries, the Empress Dowager passed away, the new emperor regained power, and massacred the Empress Dowager's remaining supporters, completely reshuffling the power structure in both the court and the inner court.
Only then did the emperor dare to remember his prince, who had been missing for several months, and sent people to search for him extensively. With this in mind, they found him.
Looking back now, I think my misfortunes probably started around that time.
The repeated calls of "Zhao Zhao" brought me back to reality.
That person hadn't left yet; he stayed with me the whole time. He called me "Chaochao," a name I never remembered having. I suppose the immortal had bad eyesight and mistook me for someone else.
"What exactly do you want?" I asked him, looking down at him.
He fell silent again, like a mute. I'm not a very good-tempered person; in the past, I would have tied him up like a dumpling and thrown him out the door.
What kind of immortal is this? Go to hell! Just because you're pretty doesn't mean you can ignore what others say.
However, times have changed. A cripple who needs help even to get up can only endure.
After enduring for nearly half an hour, he finally succumbed to my obsidian-like, dazzling eyes.
"Don't be afraid, Chaochao. I'm here. I'll take you home tomorrow. Just bear with it a little longer."
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