After Xihe cleaned the noodles, Shaoheng poured out the water in the wooden basin and went to ask the old woman for rice to cook porridge. He saw a chicken in the chicken coop and caught one.
The old woman was furious and hugged the chicken tightly, crying and shouting that it was her life.
Shao Heng did not give in: "The silver bracelet the eldest lady gave you is enough to buy seven or eight old hens!" He snatched the clucking hen away and happily went into the kitchen, leaving the old lady crying and wailing.
A smile flashed in Xihe's eyes, and this smile pulled the wound. She frowned and lifted up her clothes: on the smooth and white skin, the sword wound on the chest was scarlet and glaring, with flesh and blood turned outward, and the wound was hideous.
At the same time, a mysterious force surrounded the wound in the body, bringing a slight itching sensation.
She thought for a moment, it seemed the heart was starting to work.
Xihe pursed his lips, tore off a piece of his underwear, and bandaged the wound...
Shao Heng's cooking skills were average. After all, he couldn't even eat enough, so how could he have the energy to think about whether it tasted good? He knew it himself and couldn't help feeling guilty: "Miss, I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position..."
Xihe put a piece of chicken in his bowl and said with a smile: "It's delicious. You should eat more. You are too thin."
She lowered her eyes and drank her soup, her fair face delicate and gentle.
Shao Heng was stunned for a moment, and after a long while he nodded gently, with the corners of his mouth unconsciously rising.
As it got dark, the old woman locked the gate early, fearing that they would steal more chickens and bring them into the house.
Shaoheng made the bed and put straw on it. He wanted to borrow a quilt from the old woman, but unfortunately, no matter what he said, she would not agree, saying that she only had one quilt.
He took off his coat and spread it on the straw, then stood at the door and said, "Miss, I'm right at the door. You can hear me if you call me."
He was only wearing a thin piece of clothing, which felt empty when the wind blew.
It is May now. The days are warm but the nights are still very cold, especially in the mountains, where it is even colder.
Xihe quickly called him: "Just sleep inside, it's cold outside." There was no need to worry about catching a cold.
Shao Heng waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, I'm in good health, nothing will happen..."
Xihe knelt on the straw, her figure frail under the cold moonlight: "Shaoheng, I'm scared."
After a while, the two of them lay on the prickly straw. Shao Heng was very careful not to touch her, and his palms were sweating with nervousness.
Xihe was injured and extremely tired, and soon fell asleep with long breathing.
Shao Heng turned his head quietly. Under the moonlight, the girl's facial features were delicate and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
He stared at her without blinking, silently calling out "Miss". He heard the chirping of nightingales coming from the distant mountains, the rustling of trees in the mountain wind, and the room was dark.
After an unknown amount of time, the boy gradually closed his eyes.
The next day, Xihe woke up and found Shaoheng still asleep. She thought that although the injury to Shaoheng would not kill him, it would still cause great harm.
She didn't disturb him and quietly opened the door. The old woman in the yard had already gotten up. Seeing her, she snorted coldly: "What a noble lady Jin, you eat my chicken just because you got hurt! My poor little Jin~"
Xihe: “…”
I turned around and went into the kitchen to boil some water to wash up and heat up some food.
Seeing that she ignored her, the old woman ran over and pointed at her: "Give me back my chicken!"
Xihe laughed angrily. Although she didn't care about money, she didn't like being taken advantage of. She looked at the old woman with clear eyes and was ready to speak.
"What are you doing?" a loud shout.
Shao Heng rushed over like a gust of wind, looked Xi He up and down, and looked at the old woman: "What did you do to the young lady?"
The old woman was speechless, frightened by his furious look: "I, I didn't do anything."
Shao Heng didn't believe it. Xi He tugged at the corner of his clothes. Shao Heng frowned and stared at the old woman: "If I find you being disrespectful to the young lady again, I will be rude to you!"
The old woman nodded repeatedly and ran away.
Shao Heng looked at Xi He, feeling very guilty: "It's all my fault for getting up late."
Xihe shook his head and added, "I'm not that fragile."
Shao Heng remained silent. In his opinion, the eldest lady was weak and gentle, and was always bullied. He had to protect her at all times.
With Shaoheng around, Xihe naturally didn't have to do anything. He quickly boiled water and heated up the rice and finished breakfast.
Today he was going to the town to deliver a letter. Before leaving, he told Xihe to stay at home. Until he walked a long way, he could still see the beautiful figure standing at the gate of the courtyard when he looked back. His heart felt warm and his body was filled with strength.
Xihe watched the young man disappear, and instead of returning to the house, he walked towards the back mountain.
Not long after she walked in, there was a rustling sound and a man in black appeared: "Miss."
"Go back and tell my dad that things have changed and the rest of the plan is cancelled."
"Miss?"
Xi He turned his back to him and said, "Tell him that I can't even protect myself right now. If he wants to survive, he should move his family and hide his identity from now on. Maybe he can escape."
The guard was horrified: "Miss, what happened? Is it that horse slave? I'll kill him!"
"You're not allowed to go."
"This matter was caused by me, so I should solve it."
Xihe looked at the rolling hills in the distance and said, "Go away. From now on, just pretend that there has never been a young lady like me in Huafu."
The guard was shocked and confused, and wanted to continue asking questions, but Xihe had already left without looking back. He hit the tree hard and quickly rushed to Yunzhou.
Xihe returned to the yard. This was why she didn't stop Shaoheng from going out even though she knew he was doomed to return empty-handed.
The rebellious Demon Lord in the future was not only powerful and had countless lackeys, but he was also a madman who killed people without blinking an eye.
The way he treated his enemies was extremely cruel. Even the toughest bones in the world of immortal cultivation could not last for a few days in his hands, let alone the people in Washington whom he hated to the core.
In the previous life, the Huafu was completely destroyed due to the involvement of the original owner, and after his death, he was put into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner and driven by others.
Although she has stopped herself from doing anything now, the mistake has been made. If she gets into trouble with the rebels later and Shaoheng takes action against them, she can't save them one by one.
So, she had better run away quickly, otherwise she would be restricted in everything she does.
In the evening, the young man who had been out all day finally came back exhausted. When he saw her from afar, he started running towards her.
"Miss!" He ran closer, his chest heaving violently, his eyes sparkling. "I've sent the letter, and the master will send someone to pick you up soon!"
Xihe smiled and nodded, looking behind him with curiosity.
Shao Heng quickly took down the package and said, "The hairpin you gave me was exchanged for a lot of silver. After delivering the letter, I bought a mattress and a cloak so that I wouldn't be cold at night."
"But it's not good material. Please bear with it for two days until someone comes from the mansion."
Xihe poured him a glass of water and praised him, "You're so thoughtful."
The young man took the cup sheepishly and asked if she was feeling well. He asked the doctor to prescribe some medicine and would make it for her later... He kept on talking, looking very happy.
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