Emperor Xiao Ping felt a pang of pain and said in a cold voice, "The doctor said that within ten days, the wound will be healed. The girl can go to Master Xuankong to ask about marriage in ten days."
The woman was silent for a long time, and with a hint of loss, she said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming in a few days. After that, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out..."
"Why?"
The woman remained silent and did not answer.
There was another long silence.
Emperor Xiao Ping opened his mouth, finally asking the question that had been lingering in his mind, "The situation was critical at that time, why did the young lady throw herself with her sword to save me?"
Who would risk their lives to save a stranger?
Perhaps the woman had been lying in the same position for too long. She twisted slightly and faced the man, but her eyelids were still drooping, and she didn't dare to look him directly in the eye.
Then he said softly, "Although I am young, I know how to judge the situation. Under the circumstances at that time, if the young master was killed, I would definitely not survive. If the young master was not hurt, I still had a chance of survival. I was trying to save my own life."
"And—" the woman paused.
Her rosy cheeks flushed, and a sweet smile played on the corners of her mouth. "People say that doing good deeds can accumulate virtue. If you have enough virtue, you can bless your husband and wife to love each other forever. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I want to be blessed with a loving husband and wife, and to be together for the rest of our lives—"
When the man heard this, he felt a surge of sourness in his heart, and the charming and shy look of the woman in front of him was also very dazzling.
He snorted coldly and turned away.
In this way, the two of them were silent. At night, after eating the simple meal sent by Mrs. Lin, they both went to bed.
Su Wanti slept on the kang, and Emperor Xiao Ping spread out the bedding and slept on the floor.
It was a bit chilly on an autumn night. After Mrs. Lin finished cooking, she added some firewood, and the kang in the room became warm.
The room was warm. The powerful pills that Su Wanti took could not only increase her strength in a short period of time, but also strengthen her body and promote wound healing. So now the wound on her back no longer hurt, and she fell asleep quickly.
But Emperor Xiao Ping couldn't sleep. He listened to the woman's soft and even breathing, and his mind was a little confused. He simply didn't sleep, and got up to meditate and chant scriptures.
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