Chapter 4 World 1
Baoshan asked the servant in the post station for a piece of clothing through the door.
There were no ruqun for female guests in the post station, so the waiter only found a gray men's robe that had not been worn.
Baoshan didn't have time to think too much and quickly changed into a robe.
Then, he held the coarse cloth dress that was already tattered around his neck in his arms, and threw it away when he found an opportunity.
Bao Shan was seen walking out of the door, heading towards Mu Nanxing's residence.
The few people who came from the capital with Mu Nanxing to provide disaster relief exchanged glances.
——Where did this woman come from?
Yes, woman.
Although Baoshan was dressed like a man, her extremely thin and weak waist and the way she walked with a graceful step made it clear that she was a woman at a glance.
One of them was named Feng Hui. He and Mu Nanxing had dealt with each other in the military camp for several years and had a close relationship.
Feng Hui thought for a moment and grabbed a soldier to ask about the origin of the treasured fan.
After learning that the treasure fan was brought back by Mu Nanxing himself, the relationship between the two is still that of a hero saving a beauty.
Feng Hui frowned and stared at the frail figure.
Mu Nanxing opened the door and happened to meet Bao Shan, who was hesitating about how to knock on the door.
"Sir..."
Feng Hui also followed at this time, calling out "Young Marquis".
Mu Nanxing nodded slightly.
They hadn't eaten yet, and Mu Nanxing just happened to have a few words to tell Feng Hui, so they just ate together.
Baoshan turned around. She had no makeup on her face. The inn where the man stayed didn't even have a piece of girl's clothing, so how could there be eyebrow ink for her to draw her eyebrows?
Feng Hui looked at her beautiful face and was slightly distracted.
It was not until Mu Nanxing called him that he regained consciousness, and then he looked at Bao Shan with even more hostility.
When Baoshan saw that both of them had left, she followed them.
After Mu Nanxing and Feng Hui sat down, Bao Shan stood beside Mu Nanxing.
Feng Hui frowned and looked at the two of them, then spoke first: "You——"
He didn't know what to call the precious fan.
Bao Shan said weakly: "My name is Bao Shan."
Feng Hui didn't care what she called him. His tone was full of impatience, and his voice sounded like he was scolding an ignorant soldier.
"Now that the young marquis has saved you, you are safe and sound. Hurry home and go to your parents."
Upon hearing this, Baoshan's face turned as pale as paper and he could hardly stand.
She looked at Feng Hui and wanted to explain something, but when she saw Feng Hui's ferocious face, which could stop a child from crying at night, she turned away and hid behind Mu Nanxing.
When Feng Hui saw her like this, he felt as if a huge rock had fallen on his heart, which he could neither push away nor move.
He wanted Baoshan to leave quickly, but at this moment, facing the frightened face of the beauty, he was speechless.
"Her parents passed away while fleeing. If you ask her to go find them, aren't you asking her to commit suicide?"
Mu Nanxing spoke slowly.
Feng Hui was startled. Fleeing? Could it be because of the flood? Then what he had just said would be like asking a frightened woman to commit suicide.
But that was clearly not what he meant. He just didn't want this woman to pester Mu Nanxing.
Feng Hui couldn't speak for a long time, and there was a faint redness on his dark face.
"Sir..."
Baoshan suddenly knelt on the ground, and his knees hit the ground with a dull sound, which made people frightened and wondered how painful it must be.
Her soft back was completely bent at this moment, and her eyes were full of pleading: "I beg you, sir, to take me in."
Although Mu Nanxing brought her back, it didn't mean that he would take her in.
This young marquis, who was raised in the capital since childhood, does things according to his heart.
The only woman who could touch his heart was probably the one in the capital.
But I have to ask for the treasure fan, and even if I do, it may not be of much use.
“I can sew and cook. Although I’m not as good as a chef who specializes in this skill, I can make some local snacks.
When my parents were still alive, I had never served anyone, but I had seen how servants worked, and I thought if I could learn from them, I could also be a servant."
She spoke incoherently, as if she was racking her brains to come up with reasons to get Mu Nanxing to stay.
After hearing what she said, Feng Hui knew that before this woman fled, her family must have been wealthy, she had never suffered hardship, and she had people to take care of her at home.
Now he had to work as a slave in order to make a living. The heavy stone in his heart made his chest feel even more depressed.
Mu Nanxing's voice sounded above Baoshan's head.
"I have never had a woman as a slave."
With just a few words, Baoshan's request was completely rejected.
As the man in long boots walked past her, Baoshan's eyes were blank. Her legs went weak for a moment and she knelt on the ground.
Feng Hui said stiffly, "Leave here quickly. I'll give you some change later. Find a village to live in."
Bao Shan was the only one left, but she was not heartbroken. She raised her eyebrows slightly. She noticed Feng Hui's leaving steps and inadvertently slowed down a bit.
Mu Nanxing did not have any sympathy for her, but others did, and that was enough.
In the blink of an eye, it was dusk, the setting sun and orange sunlight spread across the ground.
Feng Hui paced back and forth in the room, his mind in a turmoil.
After a while, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and strode up to the waiter.
"Is she gone?"
The guy was confused.
"Which her?"
"Miss... Miss Baoshan."
Feng Hui felt a little uncomfortable when he heard her name.
"No. Miss Baoshan has been locked up since breakfast and hasn't left her room."
How can I leave?
Feng Hui frowned. "If I stay at home, won't I even have three meals a day?" Feng Hui immediately walked to Bao Shan's residence and knocked on the door, but no one answered.
He knocked several times in succession, but there was no movement in the room, as if it was empty.
Feng Hui felt something was wrong, took two steps back, bumped into the door, and pushed it open.
Baoshan had fainted on the ground, and on the beam hung a long scarlet gauze.
Feng Hui hurried forward. He had seen the unconscious person before. He quickly took the tea from the table, dipped a few drops on his hand, and splashed it on Bao Shan's face.
Fortunately, Bao Shan had not been unconscious for long, and she slowly woke up. Seeing Feng Hui in front of her, she closed her eyes tightly, her red lips turned pale, and she looked pitiful and miserable.
Feng Hui asked in a rough voice, "Why did you commit suicide?"
The long scarlet gauze on the beam, the unconscious treasure fan, and the red marks on her neck make it easy to see that she is seeking death.
Baoshan still refused to speak.
"The money is ready, why don't you go?"
Feng Hui seemed to have thought of something and warned Bao Shan in a harsh tone.
"If it was because of Young Marquis Mu, you would have given up long ago.
The young marquis already has a crush on someone in the capital, and they are a perfect match.
Bao Shan finally spoke: "I just want to be by your side."
Seeing that she was stubborn and refused to change her mind despite all his nice words, Feng Hui was extremely angry.
"There's no way he'll agree! Stop wishful thinking!"
Baoshan stared at the ground and spoke softly.
“Ever since my parents passed away, I’ve been like a walking corpse, thinking about their instructions in my head, and I managed to walk to Fuling City on my last breath.
I just wanted to find my father's friend so that I could survive.
I never thought that the son of my so-called best friend would have evil intentions and almost ruin my innocence.
At that time, I only thought that it would be better to accompany my father and mother to the underworld. It would be better than being humiliated now. But I didn't expect that the official would come down from the sky and save my life.
I know very well that my life is like a floating duckweed, with no one to rely on, and this is probably how my life will be.
Officials are like towering trees, not someone I can rely on.
But as long as I can see the official, my heart will be at peace, and I won't have to live in fear and be troubled by nightmares every night."
Feng Hui was stunned. He originally thought that Bao Shan was after wealth and fame and had set his eyes on Mu Nanxing.
Unexpectedly, Baoshan was frightened by what happened that day, and could only feel at peace by staying with her benefactor.
Because I blamed her like that at that time, she lost hope of staying in Mu Nanxing.
Even if he took the money and left, he would still be dreaming of the same scoundrel in the middle of the night. How could he be happy?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was extremely wrong. He wanted to slap himself a few times to wake himself up.
First, I wrongly blamed the precious fan, and then I spoke ill of her. No punishment is too much for me.
"Don't seek death."
Baoshan looked up at him.
Feng Hui looked annoyed: "I will definitely let you stay, you must not commit suicide!"
He came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
Baoshan stood up from the ground, and her figure was vaguely reflected in the tea.
A woman like her must find someone to rely on.
Mu Nanxing had rarely seen Feng Hui so anxious. Feng Hui stopped. He didn't beat around the bush and directly asked Mu Nanxing for his request.
"Let Miss Baoshan stay with you."
Mu Nanxing clenched her fingers slightly: "Reason?"
"Miss Baoshan will stay with you and take care of you."
"I don't need it."
Feng Hui lowered his head. He was a few years older than Mu Nanxing and his brain was not very bright, so he could not think of any other reason at this moment.
"Young Marquis Mu, I beg you, please let Miss Baoshan stay, stay by your side."
Feng Hui had never begged anyone before. He had lowered his head and knelt before, but he had never begged someone so humbly.
"Feng Hui, who asked you to come?"
Mu Nanxing also understood Feng Hui, and he would not ask for help like this.
"I came here of my own accord. Young Marquis Mu, you, you're trying to find a way to preserve the fragrance. As long as you keep Miss Baoshan, you can keep her."
Feng Hui thought to himself, if you leave the treasured fan, I will definitely help you find a way to preserve the fragrance.
But Mu Nanxing thought that what Feng meant in his reply was that the treasure fan knew how to preserve the fragrance.
"Okay, let her stay."
A look of joy suddenly appeared on Feng Hui's face. He hurriedly said goodbye to Mu Nanxing and ran to Bao Shan's residence to tell her the news.
Baoshan's beautiful eyes opened slightly, as if she couldn't believe it.
"Don't lie to me. I'm not seeking death. Don't say such things."
"I, Feng Hui, have never lied to anyone. Young Marquis Mu told you to follow him.
From now on, you will belong to Young Marquis Mu, and you won’t have to worry about anyone bullying you.”
"really?"
"Absolutely true."
Baoshan looked at Feng Hui with gratitude, but also regretted that he didn't have anything good on him.
Otherwise, I could take it out and give it to him to express my gratitude.
"But——official..."
"Don't call me Master from now on. Since you're staying with Young Marquis Mu, just follow us and call him Young Marquis."
Bao Shan immediately changed her tone: "Why would the young marquis change his mind?"
"I promised to find a way to preserve his scent, and he kept you."
"Fragrance? Could it be that the young marquis likes to make incense?"
Feng Hui knew the whole story of Mu Nanxing's search for a way to preserve the fragrance, but it was inconvenient to explain it in detail to Bao Shan, so he spoke vaguely.
"Not really. Just to preserve some of the aroma."
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