Chapter 80
The fragrance wasn't the incense favored by noble ladies in the capital; it was the natural body scent of a top beauty, so captivating that even a faint whiff was enough to make one unconsciously intoxicated by it.
It smells wonderful, but it's like a drug, a poison that makes people lose themselves.
Who is this woman? And what is her purpose in impersonating Mu Fangfang and coming to his side?
Xie Tianrui was certain that the woman was not with the group that assassinated him.
Otherwise, you could easily kill him by simply putting some poison on his ointment; there would be no need for such a elaborate act in front of him.
He guessed that the woman was likely a high-ranking spy trained by some organization, trying to use her beauty to seduce him, and probably had some ulterior motives.
Xie Tianrui decided to wait and see, pretending not to know anything until his people came to him.
If the other party dares to harm him, he will definitely not show any mercy!
A cold glint flashed in Xie Tianrui's eyes, and a chilling killing intent emanated from him.
Of course, it would be even better if he could find out the other party's background; he doesn't like things getting out of control.
In the kitchen, Rong Rong was preparing dinner.
Mu Fangfang is an orphan who came here with her parents five years ago when they fled from war; she is not a native of Baijia Village.
Her residence was a dilapidated courtyard at the edge of the village, far away from everyone else, which is why no one knew about Mu Fangfang after she was replaced by the original owner.
The original owner was also an orphan. The two girls shared the same plight and often played together since childhood. They understood each other very well, so the original owner had no trouble impersonating Mu Fangfang.
Rong Rong, who has regained the original owner's memories, is currently feeling okay.
Mu Fangfang was a better cook than the original owner and knew some signature dishes. Fortunately, her family was poor, so Mu Fangfang always made a big vat of pickled vegetables and ate them with millet porridge. Rong Rong only needed to cook some porridge, which was not difficult.
It was called porridge, but it was actually just very thin millet soup. As for the meat that the original owner had been longing for, unfortunately, Mu Fangfang and the others had just finished eating.
Following the original owner's memories, Rong Rong struggled to start a fire. Lacking practical experience, the fire did not start smoothly, and soon thick black smoke filled the entire kitchen.
"Cough cough." Rong Rong coughed as she choked on the food. She quickly ran out of the kitchen and bumped straight into a broad chest.
With a muffled groan, Xie Tianrui gritted his teeth; without even looking, his wound had definitely reopened.
But he didn't care about that; he just helped the woman in his arms to her feet and asked urgently, "What happened? Is the house on fire?"
"No," Rong Rong replied sullenly, her head hanging low. "It's because I didn't start the fire properly."
Xie Tianrui fell silent instantly.
He couldn't understand what kind of person or organization would send such a woman to be a spy.
He wants to pretend to be a village girl who doesn't even know how to start a fire, and he has such delicate skin. Does that mean Xie Tianrui is such an easy fool in the eyes of the person behind the scenes?
Rong Rong realized her mistake and quickly pushed Xie Tianrui's chest, trying to push him back into the house.
"It's nothing, Brother Niu. You go back and rest. I'll cook dinner right away."
"Ouch!" A soft cry of pain rang out as soon as the words were spoken.
Xie Tianrui's hands moved faster than his brain could process, pulling the person into his arms. "What's wrong now?"
His tone, which should have been impatient, betrayed panic and anxiety, though Xie Tianrui himself didn't even notice.
"My hand hurts." Rong Rong was about to cry. She only just realized that she had blisters on her hand, which was really terrible.
......
In the end, no one knew why things turned out this way. Anyway, when Xie Tianrui came to his senses again, he was holding a bowl and a spoon, feeding the female spy bite by bite.
As for who cooked the meal? Who else could it be but him?
To be honest, the porridge he cooked was quite decent. Considering that he was the Marquis of Jiangyang, who had lived a life of luxury since childhood, it was unexpected that he had such culinary skills. Even being blind didn't affect his performance.
Although it was just simple millet porridge, it was enough to illustrate that human potential is indeed limitless.
Thinking this, Xie Tianrui turned the spoon in his hand and put the porridge he was about to feed Rong Rong into his own mouth.
Rong Rong opened her mouth and ate nothing but air, looking at Xie Tianrui with a frustrated expression. "Are you hungry? Why don't you eat first?"
Xie Tianrui's body stiffened abruptly, then he nonchalantly scooped up a spoonful and fed it to Rong Rong, saying irritably, "Eat up!"
Xie Tianrui's tone was not good; he wasn't angry at Rong Rong, but at himself.
He was annoyed that he acted as if he had never seen a woman before, serving her without even seeing her face.
He had just been mocking the woman's backer for being foolish to send someone like that, but now he knew the other party wasn't foolish.
It turns out that women possess an unparalleled allure; even if they are riddled with flaws, they can still drive men to recklessly pursue them like moths to a flame.
Yes, he was certain that the other party was indeed using a honey trap on him!
Although Xie Tianrui had a lot on his mind, his hands didn't falter at all, and he quickly finished a bowl of rice.
Rong Rong gave a delicate burp, "I'm full."
She was fairly satisfied with the meal; Mu Fangfang's pickles tasted good.
Rong Rong waved her hand, which was covered in medicine, to indicate that she would stop eating. Xie Tianrui moved so freely that sometimes she could forget that he was blind.
Rong Rong's burns on her hands were minor, but they were still very painful. The ointment was given to her by Xie Tianrui. After applying it, it felt cool and refreshing, and the pain quickly subsided.
This medicine is really good, and it smells nice too. Rong Rong looked at her hand happily, thinking that her injury should heal soon.
Xie Tianrui quickly finished his meal and cleaned up the table.
Who would have thought that one day he would go blind and have to serve the traitors who tried to harm him, and he seemed to enjoy it, as if he had some serious illness!
Xie Tianrui came into the house with a dark face after washing the dishes, which made Rong Rong feel a little scared.
"Did he notice anything wrong with what I just did?" Rong Rong asked uncertainly.
"Definitely not!" 666 said confidently. "The male lead is not someone to be trifled with. If he had discovered that you had a problem, he would have tied you up and tortured you long ago."
"He will force you to reveal your purpose here, just like he did with the original owner in the world's background information."
"How could I possibly apply medicine for you? Cook for you? Feed you by hand?"
The more she listened, the more sense it made, and Rong Rong nodded silently, "You're right!"
Now that she was relieved, Rong Rong smiled sweetly, her eyes crinkling.
"What's making you so happy?" Xie Tianrui asked in a low voice, his mood seemingly infected by Rong Rong's, and he had also improved a lot.
"You are such a good husband. Meeting you is the luckiest thing that has ever happened to me!" Rong Rong's lips seemed to be coated with honey.
"Is that so?" Xie Tianrui smiled meaningfully, but he had to admit that he felt a little sweet inside.
What kind of beauty is so amazing? She won him over in less than half a day?
Xie Tianrui's smile faded, and his expression shifted back and forth, quite complex.
Finally, he took out a jade bottle and said in a deep voice, "Come and change the medicine."
Rong Rong got up happily, walked over to the table, and sat down next to Xie Tianrui.
Xie Tianrui didn't let Rong Rong change it herself. Instead, he clumsily scooped out some ointment and applied it to her. His hands were rough, but he was extremely careful, afraid of hurting her or making her cry.
He can't stand it when someone cries!
Rong Rong also looked at Xie Tianrui with curiosity. He was blind, yet he moved freely. Was this the amazing skill of a martial artist?
Moreover, Xie Tianrui didn't seem worried at all about his eyes not getting better, and I never saw him sad or upset.
After examining Xie Tianrui, Rong Rong looked at her own hand, and to her astonishment, her injury had completely healed.
"Your medicine is so effective?" Rong Rong exclaimed in amazement, then asked with some doubt, "Why don't you use it yourself? Is it too little?"
Xie Tianrui paused, said nothing, and continued what he was doing.
When asked why, he replied that the ointment was too precious and rare to use!
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