Chapter 2 Yuanbao "No, I've always been all alone."...
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yue Mingxi huffed and puffed as she lifted the embroidered shoes, her expression indignant and her cheeks flushed.
The boy actually thought she wasn't wearing clothes, and even said in a refined manner that she was naive and ignorant. How civilized!
In modern times, if they weren't wearing clothes, they would definitely be pointed at and scolded for being shameless.
She was clearly wearing clothes. People in ancient times were so feudal. Aren't suspenders and shorts clothes?
Wait, Yue Mingxi paused in her action of picking up her shoes.
How could a boy with an eye condition be so certain that she wasn't wearing clothes?
Yue Mingxi fell into deep thought, her toes, clad in red and green shoes, brought together to tease the butterflies with pearls.
Yesterday, after checking her breathing, the boy used his cool fingertips to poke her from her fingers all the way down to her shoulder.
Yue Mingxi exclaimed "Oh!" So that's how they mistakenly thought she wasn't wearing clothes.
Honestly, how can you judge that she's not wearing clothes just because she has a bare arm? That's too arbitrary.
Stopping teasing the butterflies, Yue Mingxi jumped out of bed; she was going to talk to the boy right now.
Running to the door, Yue Mingxi changed her mind again.
No, I can't explain to him. Yue Mingxi clasped her left hand in a fist and punched her right hand, pacing around in the small room.
Explaining to him would reveal that you don't belong here and are from another world.
The boy definitely wouldn't be able to accept it; she might just die any second.
I absolutely must not tell him; let him misunderstand that I'm not wearing any clothes.
Survival is more important than anything else; she cannot risk her life.
She didn't have long to live anyway, so she should cherish every day she's alive.
After figuring it out, Yue Mingxi sat down on the bed with a thud and began to take off her embroidered shoes.
These embroidered shoes are beautiful, but they are really uncomfortable to wear.
Not only were they from the same foot, but they also didn't fit properly; they were damp, squeezing her toes, and the socks were half-soaked.
However, the ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) was suitable but not trendy, with a faint herbal and minty soap scent, though the color combination was a bit odd.
After putting on her canvas shoes, Yue Mingxi smiled, got up, and went out.
Stepping over the threshold, Yue Mingxi immediately spotted the boy.
Wu Shanqing sat under a crooked, withered tree, drinking tea, like a scene from a traditional Chinese ink painting.
Yue Mingxi jogged up to him, and, drawing upon her lifelong mastery of classical Chinese, bowed her head earnestly and said:
"Thank you so much for saving me yesterday, young master. I wonder if your kick has healed? I am deeply sorry, words cannot express my gratitude."
Wu Shanqing put down his teacup and glanced at her indifferently. "Did you hurt your brain yesterday?"
"No, my head doesn't hurt at all," Yue Mingxi replied obediently.
Wu Shanqing paused for a moment, then stood up. "Come with me."
"Oh, okay." Yue Mingxi followed him, tilting her head back and racking her brains, "Does the young master know where to wash clothes? I didn't take off my shoes when I went to sleep yesterday, and my clothes are covered in blood and sweat. I need clean water."
Wu Shanqing paused, "Were you born this way?"
"Ah? I don't understand what you mean, sir. Could you please enlighten me?"
"Shut up, be normal." Wu Shanqing could no longer tolerate it.
"Yes, ma'am." Obediently shut her mouth, Yue Mingxi quietly exhaled, and curled the corners of her lips into a smile.
It turns out the boy thought she was talking strangely earlier. If he had said so sooner, she wouldn't have had to struggle to find the right words in her head.
Following closely behind his slow pace, Yue Mingxi arrived at the backyard with Wu Shanqing.
Wu Shanqing groped and bent down to untie the red cloth rope tied between the fence gate and the wooden post, while Yue Mingxi tilted her head to watch the boy's movements.
He felt that the red cloth rope made his hands look even whiter.
With practiced ease, Wu Shanqing opened the fence gate and placed the red cloth rope on the wooden post. "Come in."
"good."
As soon as Yue Mingxi stepped into the backyard, she was immediately overwhelmed by the strong smell of herbs.
"Come here," Wu Shanqing said, leading the way.
As Yue Mingxi followed Wu Shanqing, she looked around with curiosity.
The backyard was huge, with a large patch of herbs, a steaming hot spring, a quietly flowing stream, three small pavilions, two fiery red trees, and a long rope hanging between them. On the rope hung a rouge-red ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) and a light pink sash, and under the tree were the red and green embroidered shoes that Yue Mingxi was familiar with.
Looking down at the bright yellow shirt and light green skirt beneath her, Yue Mingxi finally realized what was wrong with her clothes.
The dresses and skirts hanging from the clothesline fluttered gently in the wind, and a huge conjecture surfaced in Yue Mingxi's mind.
Turning her head closer to Wushanqing, Yuemingxi sniffed and, sure enough, she smelled the same soapy scent.
No wonder the shoes were damp. Yue Mingxi couldn't help but ask, "Did you wash your clothes and shoes?"
Wu Shanqing stopped and glanced at her; she was speaking normally now.
"It will get dirty if you don't wash it."
With those four words uttered lightly, Wu Shanqing continued walking forward.
Yue Mingxi chased after her, "Thank you. How much are these clothes? I'll pay you back when I have the money."
"I found it on the roadside, no need."
"Huh?" Yue Mingxi scratched her head. "But these clothes and shoes look brand new to me."
Wu Shanqing ignored her and walked straight ahead.
Yue Mingxi was incredibly curious. After pondering for a moment, she asked a surprising question: "Did you and your sweetheart have a fight?"
These clothes are so new, it's clear the boy took very good care of them, but he insists he picked them up on the roadside, so there's only one reason for that.
“No,” Wu Shanqing’s forehead vein throbbed, “I have always been alone.”
“Me too,” Yue Mingxi comforted him.
"Then you're in a pretty bad situation," Wu Shanqing said coldly.
Yue Mingxi: "..."
With a snort, Yue Mingxi blinked, looked up, and asked, "How old are you?"
"?" Not understanding what she was up to this time, Wu Shanqing hummed and said, "Eighteen, I guess."
In human terms, he is indeed just an adult.
Yue Mingxi laughed heartily: "Then you're even worse off, I'm only seventeen."
Wu Shanqing: "..."
Forget it, I won't argue with someone who's about to die.
The two walked to the small pavilion, in the middle of which was a small stone table with four bundles on it.
Wu Shanqing sat down under the pavilion. "These are all yours, take them."
Yuemingxi didn't dismantle it; it only glanced at it before looking away, then warily stared at Wushanqing.
Why are you so good to me?
"If you don't want it, just throw it away." Wu Shanqing remained calm and showed no reaction.
"Then forget it," Yue Mingxi chuckled. "It would be such a waste to throw it away, thank you."
"Okay." Wu Shanqing stood up. "Come find me when you're done."
"I understand," Yue Mingxi said softly, watching Wu Shanqing's departing figure.
Something was definitely amiss; she didn't believe anyone would be so kind to her for no reason.
The boy must have something on his mind, and he won't say anything. She must be very careful around him.
However, Yue Mingxi was certain of one thing: the boy would not harm her. If he wanted to, she would have been reincarnated yesterday.
Despite being powerless and completely ignorant of the world, she was determined to cling to him shamelessly.
Turning her gaze away, Yue Mingxi lowered her head to untie the bundle, and couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!"
One was filled with boxes of cosmetics and powders, another with various hairpins, jade bracelets, and earrings, and the third with all sorts of daily necessities.
What surprised Ling Yuemingxi the most was the last bundle, which was full of gold and silver ingots, almost blinding her.
"This bundle must be wrong," Yue Mingxi patted her face, resisting the immense temptation, and closed her eyes to tie up the gold ingot bundle.
From the third bundle, Yuemingxi took out a small wooden jar, tooth powder, and a small wooden brush, and ran to the stream to start brushing her teeth.
The stream sparkled. After brushing her teeth, Yuemingxi scooped up a handful of clear water and washed her blood-stained face and ears.
Looking down at the clear water, Yue Mingxi carefully observed her own face.
With no scratches on her fair face, Yue Mingxi breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, she hadn't been disfigured.
She has a small red mole on each earlobe, and it is because of these two pretty little red moles that she has never pierced her ears.
Her stomach rumbled, and Yue Mingxi wiped the water droplets from her face and stood up.
She ran to the pavilion to dry her face, found a hairpin to casually tie her hair up, and then carried the bundle of gold ingots on her shoulder, preparing to go find Wu Shanqing.
Huffing and puffing, I ran to the front yard and ran into Wu Shanqing coming out of the kitchen, carrying a bowl of herbal water.
"You've come at the perfect time. Come and drink your medicine."
"Okay." Yue Mingxi took the porcelain bowl and downed it in one gulp.
Swallowing the medicine with difficulty, Yue Mingxi frowned. "It's so bitter! My injuries are all healed, why do I still need to take medicine?"
"Your injury hasn't healed; I've just temporarily sealed off your sense of pain."
Yue Mingxi pinched her arm hard and exclaimed in surprise, "Really! It doesn't hurt at all!"
However, why did her back pain not get any better?
Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, it's an old problem.
Her stomach rumbled again, and Yue Mingxi looked up and said, "I'm hungry. I'll go cook. Have you eaten?"
"Eat?" Wu Shanqing pondered the word, his brow furrowing. "I don't need to eat."
"Huh? Why?" Yue Mingxi was stunned.
Wu Shanqing didn't reply to her, but held out her hand, "Give me the bowl, I'll wash it."
"I'll wash the dishes, thank you for brewing the herbal medicine for me."
"Oh." Wu Shanqing turned around and left.
Yue Mingxi walked up to Wu Shanqing, blocked his way, and handed him the bundle she was carrying.
"Here, take this. It's full of gold ingots, too valuable for me to accept."
“If you don’t want it, just throw it away,” Wu Shanqing said coldly.
"Huh?" Yue Mingxi stared at him blankly. "Why did you throw it away?"
This is real money.
"You ask so many questions." Wu Shanqing frowned. "Two choices: take it or throw it away. It's up to you."
“Okay,” Yue Mingxi said decisively, “I’ll take it.”
Wu Shanqing gave a faint "hmm," touched the ground with his toes, and lightly took to the air.
The white blindfold fluttered in the wind, and the next second she was lying on the roof.
Looking at Wu Shanqing lying on the roof, Yue Mingxi sighed softly and looked helplessly at the gold and silver bundle in her hand.
Forget about it, it's a good deal for her.
With a turn of her footsteps, Yue Mingxi headed towards the kitchen.
Humming a little tune, Yue Mingxi washed the medicine bowl, put it back in its original place, and looked around the kitchen.
Sure enough, there wasn't a single ingredient. Wu Shanqing was right; he really didn't eat.
The only saving grace is that the kitchen has earthenware pots and iron pans, so we can stir-fry vegetables and cook porridge.
Yue Mingxi took out a silver ingot from her bundle, put it on her person, and decided to go out to buy ingredients.
He ran to the backyard, took the red and green shoes from under the tree, then ran to the hut, put down the red shoes, and picked up the green shoes.
Just to be on the safe side, it's best not to wear her canvas shoes when going out.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yue Mingxi struggled to put on her ill-fitting green embroidered shoes.
After jumping a few times in place, Yue Mingxi ran to the front gate, quietly opened it a crack, and carefully observed the outside.
Surrounded by mountains and towering trees, there was no other sign of human habitation except for their small courtyard.
"Where are you going?" Wu Shanqing appeared silently behind her.
Yue Mingxi's heart skipped a beat. She closed the door, turned to look at him, and asked in confusion, "How come you walk without making a sound?"
"Are you leaving?" Wu Shanqing asked, bowing his head.
Although she knew the boy couldn't see, Yue Mingxi still felt like she was being watched, which was very oppressive.
Swallowing nervously, Yue Mingxi asked him softly, "Can't we go out?"
“Okay,” Wu Shanqing said expressionlessly, casting a spell, “You may leave.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than Wu Shanqing flew back to the rooftop.
Yue Mingxi twitched her lips. Is the roof really that good?
Turning her head, Yue Mingxi opened the door again.
Shocked by the door opened by her subordinate, Yue Mingxi, refusing to believe it, enlarged the movements of her hands.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open the door.
It must have been the boy who used the incantation to cause trouble. Yue Mingxi gave up opening the door and started jumping over the fence.
The fence is only a little over a meter high; she can definitely jump over it.
After jumping more than twenty times in a row, Yue Mingxi wiped the sweat from her forehead, bent over, and gasped for breath.
It must have been the teenager's doing again.
Every time she was about to jump, there would be resistance that would bounce her off.
With a sigh, Yue Mingxi gave up on going out.
Surrounded by mountains, there wasn't a single house in sight. Even if she went out, it would be difficult to find a market. What if she encountered danger again and lost her life?
While comforting herself, Yue Mingxi walked to the hut.
She closed the door, took off her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), changed into her own suspender shorts, put on embroidered shoes barefoot, and ran to the backyard.
There's a stream in the backyard. She was looking in the mirror by the stream when she saw many fish splashing around.
She was going to catch fish to eat; she couldn't let herself go hungry.
The summer sun was blazing, and as it rose higher, the light was dazzling. Yue Mingxi squinted.
These fish swam too fast; she spent half a day trying to catch them but didn't manage to catch a single one.
Thirsty and tired, Yue Mingxi decided to rest for a while before catching fish again, otherwise she would get heatstroke.
I bent down and scooped up a handful of clear water from the stream, gulped it down, and then scooped up another handful to wash my face, finally relieving the sunburn on my cheeks.
After catching her breath, Yue Mingxi sat down by the stream and rubbed her aching back.
The babbling brook felt wonderful; my calves were soaking in it.
Her stomach rumbled again, and Yuemingxi began to threaten the fish.
"Brother Fish, please have mercy on me! I'm starving. I haven't eaten for over a day. I'm not greedy, just one fish is enough. Otherwise, I'll come and catch you all every day."
The fish swam even more happily, completely ignoring her.
Yuemingxi bared its teeth, bent over, and made a grasping motion with both hands, grabbing and threatening the surface of the stream.
"Ignorant fish, you will regret this. Just wait and see if you will have to offer me tribute every day, or I will not let you off easily."
Yue Mingxi got so into her performance that she bent over even more.
He lost his balance and, with a splash, fell headfirst into the stream.
Wu Shanqing, who was lying on the roof, frowned when he heard her movements.
How could there be such a foolish person in the world? Can she really do it?
Wu Shanqing, who was always confident, fell silent, and for the first time began to doubt his own prophetic abilities.
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