Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Take it Off
After paying their respects, the temple attendants led them to the meditation rooms in the backyard. Da Ci'en Temple was a popular place, and the rooms were built in a simple and elegant style. The bamboo groves behind them further enhanced the atmosphere, creating a sense of detached tranquility and elegance.
Wu Jingxun's meditation room was right next to the old lady's. She quickly glanced at Pei Huaiguang and said politely, "If you have anything else to do, you can go and do it first. We have the maids and guards here to guard it, which is enough."
She was so considerate, but Pei Huaiguang refused to cooperate. He just said lightly: "Sister-in-law, just think that I am fulfilling my filial duty on behalf of my brother. If my brother were here, would I be in such a hurry to drive him away?"
This question is...
Seeing her beautiful grandson's wife blush, the old lady glared at Pei Huaiguang. "What nonsense are you talking about? Your sister-in-law is worried about you. But you only know how to tease her. When your brother comes back, Jingxun will complain to him. You'll have to bear the consequences."
Pei Huaiguang's mouth curled up into what looked like a smile.
In the past, when he had just arrived on the grassland, he was young, knew nothing, and had no skills to make a living. If he was lucky, he could grab the good fruits that had not been eaten by cattle and sheep. If he was unlucky, he could only eat bad fruits. He even foolishly tasted several poisonous fruits that cattle and sheep avoided.
He sowed the seeds, and she bore the fruits. No matter how bitter or unpalatable the fruits were, he could eat them without batting an eyelid.
"Grandma, you don't know, but I just love eating fruits." Pei Huaiguang cast his eyes on the girl opposite him with some presumptuousness. She seemed to like green very much. Today she was wearing a light green shirt with large sleeves embroidered with emerald bamboo and orchids. Her slender white neck looked even more like jade against the backdrop of a jeweled necklace.
Such delicate and soft light was even more attractive than the light emitted by all the gold, stone and treasures when he opened the door of the corrupt official Xu Ping's private vault.
"Sister-in-law, if you think my staying here will delay things, then you can give me some fruits to eat later, and that will be my reward."
The old lady couldn't help but laugh. Seeing the girl's white jade-like earlobes still blushed, she said happily, "Jingxun, don't be polite with this brat. He's a very free and unrestrained person. If you have anything to ask, just tell him directly. Since Jin Ge'er is not here, he, as your uncle, should help you more."
Pei Huaiguang's hand tightened unconsciously, as if he was recalling the feeling of covering her palm not long ago.
"If you have any problems, just come to me and I will be happy to help you solve it."
Wu Jingxun's exposed neck was stained with a faint blush, as if a flawless jade Guanyin statue was suddenly stained with worldly rouge. The extreme contrast between purity and desire made him want to explore more secrets in this Guanyin statue.
But that wasn't shame, it was anger.
Wu Jingxun couldn't help but feel a little panicked. If Pei Huaiguang went crazy and carelessly showed those...shameful thoughts in front of the old lady and the others, her new life that she had finally started would be ruined.
Wu Jingxun didn't want to show her miserable side in front of the elder who treated her so kindly.
Pei Huaiguang watched her purse her lips, her dark eyebrows like distant mountains slightly furrowed, as if she was not moved by his proposal just now. He sneered slightly: "Since sister-in-law has married into the Pei family, why should she be polite to me? Don't you want to be a family with me?"
The young man looked disdainful, and the complaints in his words seemed real but not genuine.
Wu Jingxun suddenly realized that it was not possible to just endure it as she was used to.
Her uncle is a little crazy. If she doesn't stop him, the stable life she has finally achieved will most likely be destroyed by the tide and can never be put back together again.
She needs to have a good talk with Pei Huaiguang.
Thinking of this, Wu Jingxun showed a gentle smile on his face: "How could it be."
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Soon, Wu Jingxun found an opportunity.
Pei Huaiguang was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard in front of the Zen room, wiping his knife.
The knife was unfamiliar, seemingly having only recently appeared beside Pei Huaiguang. It was over eleven feet long, its blade a silvery white like moonlight, while the handle was a jet-black, devoid of any ornamentation. Like its owner, the knife was sharp and poised to pierce anyone with the slightest carelessness.
Wu Jingxun was still wearing the green shirt, with an elegant appearance, like the immortal Gushe.
"You want me to accompany you to pick herbs?" Pei Huaiguang raised his eyebrows, as if he was losing interest.
Wu Jingxun nodded: "Didn't my uncle say he was willing to share my worries? Could it be that those words were just polite words, said in front of the old lady to tease her?"
There was a hint of anger in her words. Pei Huaiguang smiled, knowing that she was actually very resistant to his words and actions.
But he was such a bastard that when he saw her feeling ashamed and angry for him but having to endure it, he felt extremely comfortable all over.
Pei Huaiguang put the knife with a cold glow into the scabbard. The scabbard was jet black and had no patterns.
When he saw Wu Jingxun's eyes fall on the knife, for some reason, his body tensed up unconsciously.
It seemed as if the one she was looking at seriously was himself.
"Sister-in-law likes this knife?"
His voice was hoarse, and Wu Jingxun looked away. His voice was as light as the autumn breeze: "No, I just think it's plain and unique."
Other people's weapons were often engraved with patterns, inlaid with gemstones, or adorned with tassel pendants. However, the sword was completely plain, its pure black scabbard fitting harmoniously in the boy's lightly wheat-yellow hand.
Pei Huaiguang lowered his eyes and looked at the ordinary knife. It was indeed simple yet unique. It was not outstanding among the purple, frosty swords and spears in the armory, but Pei Huaiguang fell in love with it at first sight.
"If my sister-in-law feels sorry for it, she could tie a necklace around it, and it wouldn't be so lonely anymore." Thinking of the peace pendant, Pei Huaiguang's tone unconsciously turned sour again. "I'm not as lucky as my brother to have a peace pendant carved by my sister-in-law. Even if my sister-in-law only gave me a necklace and sent me away, I'm afraid it would be a blessing in my lifetime."
Wu Jingxun couldn't stand the sarcastic tone. The pearls on her embroidered shoes trembled as the hem of her dress swung out. She walked straight out: "You want revenge before you even do the work. My uncle is really calculating."
Cui Ping hurriedly followed him. Seeing the cold and handsome young man in black clothes still standing there, she became anxious and said, "Second Young Master, if you are not available, I will go find the other guards to help."
Pei Huaiguang glanced at her and said, "Who said I don't have time?" After saying that, he took two steps at a time and soon caught up with the slender figure.
Cuiping felt very innocent after being glared at!
Since you were going to go with her, why didn't you just agree? Did he have to make a few rhetorical remarks and provoke the lady to retort without any reaction, and then the second young master would be happy?
Cuiping followed, shaking her head and holding up her skirt.
This second young master is really a weirdo.
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Wu Jingxun's claim to be gathering herbs wasn't a random excuse. Many radix piercing bones grew in the hills behind Da Ci'en Temple. Madam Qiong had suffered from a leg ailment for years, and Wu Jingxun figured that since Prince Pei had helped her lead a comfortable and peaceful life, she owed him something in return.
Wu Jingxun did not hide this matter from Pei Huaiguang. When he learned that Wu Jingxun went into the mountains this time to collect herbs to treat Madam Qiong's leg disease, he couldn't help but feel some subtle jealousy and hatred in his heart.
She was able to love her brother's mother as well as her family.
How come he doesn't even have a good face towards his uncle?
As he walked, he didn't know what was wrong with the young man next to him. He was cold all over and it felt like falling into an ice cave when he walked next to him. Wu Jingxun quickened his pace again.
Looking at her back as if she couldn't wait to distance herself from him, Pei Huaiguang walked silently behind her with a knife in his arms. His aura was like a gloomy gale, and even the slightest movement among the grass and trees was swallowed up by the silent gale.
He noticed the rustling sound coming from the grass not far away, mixed with the muddy sound of human breathing.
As they passed by several big trees, the dense bushes and grass piles just blocked their figures. Pei Huaiguang clenched his fists.
"Feel sorry."
Before Wu Jingxun could react, he pushed her down with great force, and she landed in a pile of grass that was half a person's height. The girl in green clothes quickly blended into the green grass.
Before Cuiping could scream, Pei Huaiguang slashed her neck with a knife and she fainted.
Pei Huaiguang didn't have that much patience for her. He pulled her behind a big tree and quickly walked to the pile of grass. His knife was unsheathed, but his voice was calmer than usual.
"Protect yourself and wait for me to pick you up."
Wu Jingxun tightly grasped the silver needle used for self-defense and responded softly.
"You should be careful too."
The words were so light and short that when they fell into Pei Huaiguang's ears, he almost thought that it was a spirit among the plants that borrowed her voice to confuse his mind and said such words that made him unconsciously stop and take a breath.
He tightened and loosened his grip on the knife handle.
Only when the enemy's blood splashed on his face did Pei Huaiguang feel that the whisper he had just heard was not false, but true.
In order to constantly confirm whether the words that made his heart flutter were true, Pei Huaiguang kept using boiling blood to prove that she was willing to speak softly to him and cared about him a little.
The men in black originally thought that today's mission could be completed easily. They just had to capture an unarmed weak woman and bring her back to the palace to report. They didn't even take the matter seriously at first, but they didn't expect to meet a tough guy!
It’s still a tough nut to crack!
Pei Huaiguang was in the mood for killing. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that someone was trying to run towards the haystack where Wu Jingxun was hiding. With a flash of his knife, a bloody wound suddenly appeared on the man's neck.
The original team of ten people was reduced to only three or four people in a blink of an eye. The others had to be cautious and increase the intensity of the siege and killing.
Pei Huaiguang had not received any systematic martial arts training. Apart from the nimble physical skills acquired from more than ten years of hard work on the grassland, all he had was the so-called swordsmanship taught to him by the taciturn old man.
He now uses a knife, and the power pouring out of the knife is still powerful and pure, not inferior to that of a sword.
Until a scream was heard, breaking the bloody scene in Pei Huaiguang's eyes.
It’s Wu Jingxun!
Pei Huaiguang didn't care about the few people who were still fighting with him. He turned around forcefully and tore through his black clothes with his sword, leaving a deep blood mark. He never stopped.
After walking a few steps to the bushes, I only saw the back of a man in black lying beside the bushes, unable to get up.
Pei Huaiguang hesitated and looked into the haystack.
Wu Jingxun held a silver needle in her hand, with a little blood on her pale and beautiful face, but her expression was very calm, so calm that it seemed a little abnormal.
"You..." Pei Huaiguang wanted to ask her how she was doing, but he was caught off guard when he saw her jumping out of the haystack.
And hugged him tightly.
A flash of fierce knife light also passed by them.
Before Pei Huaiguang could even feel the fragrance and softness in his arms, he saw her fling the silver needle in her hand away swiftly. When she heard the dull groan as the needle sank into the body, she raised her head from his arms and asked, "How is it? Is he dead?"
Pei Huaiguang, who was hiding in the bushes she had mistaken for him, felt a bit complicated, but he still stood up and took a look. The movement affected the wound on his back, but he remained expressionless: "He should be dead."
Seeing that their brothers were all dead, the remaining two were about to run away, but Pei Huaiguang caught up with them and killed them in the throat cleanly and efficiently.
Pei Huaiguang gripped the hilt of the knife tightly. The short, intense fight and the wound on his back made him feel a little tired. He was about to turn around, send Wu Jingxun back to the meditation room, and then go down the mountain to bandage himself, when the wound on his back, which was caused by a sword and had some curled edges, was held by a somewhat cold hand.
He couldn't help but let out a soft hiss.
"You are injured." Wu Jingxun smelled a bloody smell just now. She thought that the blood of those men in black had stained him, but she didn't expect it was him.
The girl's cold fingers landed on the edge of the wound, and the pain that originally made him feel relieved a lot, but his back unconsciously tensed up.
He had his back to her, but the knife mark was hideous and real before her eyes.
Although Wu Jingxun was interested in medicine, it was his first time to use poison needles, acupuncture points to kill people, or to face wounds directly.
"Your wound can't wait. It's hot, and it could easily get inflamed." Wu Jingxun thought for a moment. There was a stream a little further away, where herbs that stop bleeding and heal wounds often grow. "There's a stream to the southwest. I'll treat your wound first, so Grandma won't worry."
She was methodical and well-organized, with every reason clearly stated, leaving him no room for refusal.
Pei Huaiguang nodded silently.
Passing by the big tree where Cuiping was hiding, Wu Jingxun walked up to her and shook her, but she didn't wake up.
"You're being too harsh."
She had thrown away the needle in panic, and now she had no needles to stimulate the acupoints. Wu Jingxun had no choice but to give up, quickly heal the wound on his back and then come back to find Cuiping.
Pei Huaiguang remained silent in response to her words that contained a hint of complaint.
The stream gurgled. Wu Jingxun took out her silk handkerchief and waited for a long while. Pei Huaiguang was still standing there. She frowned and said, "Take it off."
Take off...take off?!
Looking at Pei Huaiguang's earlobe that suddenly turned red, Wu Jingxun took a deep breath. Now she was a doctor and he was a patient.
How can I clean the wound without taking off my clothes?
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