"I used to hate him. When I was ten, the headmaster took me to my father's grave. I saw many elderly people secretly offering incense to my father. Some of them had suffered injustice, while others had indeed done evil. But no matter who they were, my father, as a local official, never abandoned them."
Didn't abandon them? Shen Heng listened quietly.
"Don't act like a baby, but possess the capabilities of an adult. Don't plan for yourself, but have ambitions for the world. Don't plan for your entire life, but have concerns for future generations. This is what my father often said. He was dedicated to the people, so how could I, out of hatred, do something that would disappoint him?"
Shen Heng was silent for a while, then nodded.
Lu Ji'an realized that he had said too much, but he couldn't take back the words. Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, he was about to stand up when Xie Jian rushed in with his men.
"Aheng, Master."
Xie Jian's expression was horribly dark. He hadn't imagined that the person being held hostage would be Ah Heng. He had twice entered the tent that afternoon, and Ah Heng was sleeping peacefully. He had thought his plan was foolproof, but who knew there would be such a setback? He could only blame himself for not thinking things through. He still had too few men; if he had more, they could have set ambushes along the way.
Li Hu helped the Master over and began to treat his wounds, while the others were dealing with the assassins.
"Are you hurt?" Seeing the bloodstains on Ah Heng's neck, Xie Jian pursed his lips and his face became darker.
"It's okay, just a minor injury. The master's injury is more serious." Chen Heng watched Li Hu take the master to the side to treat the wound again.
Xie Jian pulled Shen Heng to a brighter place and said in a muffled voice, "Master, there is a fierce tiger. Let me see your wound." He couldn't help but say, and gently pinched her jaw with his long hand and turned to the side to carefully observe the wound. Fortunately, it was not deep. "We must apply ointment as soon as we get home."
Shen Heng nodded.
"From now on, no matter where you go, let Qiuyi follow you." He had to find two personal maids for Aheng. Xie Jian thought of Nanny Feng at home. With Nanny Feng's guidance, these maids would definitely not be worse than Qiuyi.
There was another point that touched Xie Jian's heart. Why did Ah Heng always appear by his side when the Master was in danger twice? Wasn't this connection too deep?
So deep that it made him feel very uneasy.
What does it mean if the bond between a man and a woman is deep?
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Xie Jian's strange expression, Shen Heng asked with concern.
"My chest hurts." Xie Jian said, stroking his chest.
"Are you injured?" Shen Heng hurriedly helped Xie Jianchen sit down.
Lu Ji'an, who was not far away, heard that Xie Jian was injured, so he asked Li Hudian to take a look.
When Li Hu hurried over, he saw the master winking at him, and he understood what he meant. He said to Shen Heng, "Don't worry, Madam Shen. The master just broke two ribs. He will be fine after a few days of rest."
"What? When did it happen?" Chen Heng hadn't noticed anything at all these past two days.
"I don't want to make you worry, so I'll just hold on." Xie Jian said weakly.
At this time, Lu Ji'an put on his clothes and came over, saying with concern, "Ah Jian, a broken rib can be serious or minor. Why didn't you tell your master?"
Seeing that the two people who cared about him were both worried, Xie Jian glared at Li Hu fiercely. Why are you talking so seriously?
Li Hu: “…”
"It's not as serious as Li Hu said. I just feel a little uncomfortable." Xie Jian said.
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