Cheng Muyun raised his head, smiled, and said, "It's a deal."
Although Xu Shinong knew he had been tricked, he couldn't say anything. The saying "trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead" was very aptly described in the case of the Xu couple.
Xu Shinong gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger. "How is your injury, my dear nephew? Should we go to the clinic?"
Cheng Muyun coughed twice. "It's nothing, I'm used to it, Uncle, don't worry about me."
Xu Zhuohua felt that this was not Cheng Muyun's style. How could he possibly give up this opportunity to extort more high-quality medicinal herbs from Xu Shinong?
Then the young marshal's stand-in appeared, and Zhang Qi said angrily, "Although it's not a serious injury like a gunshot or knife wound, skin ulceration and pus are inevitable. This kind of burn is the most torturous."
"How can this be? The pain keeps coming back. I'd better find a doctor to treat my nephew's burns." Xu Shinong turned to run away.
But Cheng Muyun stopped him, "It's nothing, Uncle. This kind of injury is common in the army. Zhang Qi can treat it, it's just that the recovery is a bit slow. I'll stay at the Xu family's place and wait until the young lady's dowry list is ready before I leave."
So that's what it meant. Xu Shinong's plan to tamper with the dowry list was exposed once again.
"But didn't my dear nephew have something urgent to attend to and need to return to Xinhai City?"
Cheng Muyun waved his hand, "What matters in Xinhai City is not as important as the East-South route. I will trouble you for a couple more days. I will also need to trouble you to give me a careful maid to serve me. Zhang Qi is not a man and cannot be taken care of properly."
As he spoke, he looked at Xu Zhuohua.
The First Madam finally found a chance to speak, glancing at Xu Zhuohua. In that one glance, Xu Zhuohua felt as if she was about to be sold.
“My dear nephew bravely rushed into the fire to save people. It is only right and proper that I, Shuhua, should take care of you. So there is no need for any maids. I, Shuhua, will take care of you personally.”
Cheng Muyun's expression softened considerably. "Thank you for your kindness, Madam."
Xu Zhuohua was shocked. Was it really right for the plot to continue developing like this?
Weren't these ancient people supposed to be very feudal? Is it appropriate for a young, unmarried woman to take care of a man?
Even if this man is her childhood sweetheart, even if he was injured while saving this girl, even if...
Okay, it seems like this development is correct.
The Xu couple returned empty-handed, leaving only Cheng Muyun and Xu Zhuohua inside the house.
Cheng Muyun turned over and sat on the bed, her movements light and agile, not at all like an injured person.
Xu Zhuohua was puzzled, "You're not injured?"
Cheng Muyun raised an eyebrow. "You're injured."
"Then why didn't you pay attention?"
"I'm so happy! I've gained both a beautiful woman and the southern route to the east."
Xu Zhuohua frowned. Her intuition told her that Cheng Muyun's purpose in coming to the Xu family was definitely to travel east to the south!
Do you know who I am?
Cheng Muyun smiled. "What are you referring to? The fact that you're a little nun in a temple?"
Xu Zhuohua suddenly didn't want to talk anymore. If she revealed the truth about her adoption, Cheng Muyun might replace her directly because of the Eastbound Southbound Route.
At that time, Xu Zhuohua would be retaliated against by the First Madam, who would marry any old landlord she could find. She would be trapped, and her life would be over.
However, if he held half of the operating rights of the Eastbound South Line, Cheng Muyun would not easily touch him. He might even use the Eastbound South Line as a bargaining chip when he found an opportunity to escape.
Thinking of this, Xu Zhuohua did not answer directly, but asked other questions instead.
"Your purpose in coming to the Xu family is to travel the southern route eastward, right?"
Cheng Muyun did not deny it, "Of course, if the Xu family did not have the East-South route, they would not be qualified to marry their daughter to the Cheng family based solely on the friendship of the older generation."
Xu Zhuohua was speechless. The Xu family didn't really want to marry their daughter to you, brother. Otherwise, this good opportunity would never have come to me.
“However…” Cheng Muyun suddenly stood up, walked step by step to Xu Zhuohua, pursed his lips, and said with a hint of lingering satisfaction, “I am quite satisfied with you…”
Taking advantage of the fact that Cheng Muyun hadn't completely blocked her way, Xu Zhuohua gripped the handrail, stood up, and took several steps back.
Looking at Cheng Muyun with a hint of wariness, he said, "I'm warning you, don't get any improper thoughts about me!"
Cheng Muyun put his hands in his pockets and said, "You're really different from other women. We've kissed and hugged, and you can still face me so calmly."
Xu Zhuohua took another step back. "Otherwise what? Drown yourself in the river? It's not like I behaved improperly, it was you who started it..."
Xu Zhuohua simply couldn't bring herself to say that word.
Cheng Muyun, however, seemed quite interested. "Now that you're my fiancée, do you still want to distance yourself from me?"
Xu Zhuohua certainly wanted to draw a clear line, like the 38th parallel, to make it very clear that Cheng Muyun's future wife would not be her.
Right now, Cheng Muyun is a great asset to her, so she has to stick with him for the time being.
"Are you hungry? I'll go get you some food."
Xu Zhuohua ran out of the house as if fleeing.
Cheng Muyun gently curled the corners of his lips; he was finding Xu Zhuohua increasingly interesting.
Just as Cheng Muyun was complaining for the eighth time that the tea was bad, Xu Zhuohua poured the hot water from the teacup onto the ground. With a hiss, steam rose up and then instantly dissipated.
Cheng Muyun, neither pleased nor angry, asked with a smile, "What's wrong, Miss?"
Xu Zhuohua rolled her eyes at her, "So you still remember I'm a young lady? You still expect me to serve you tea and water? I'm not doing that anymore!"
As Xu Zhuohua turned to leave, Cheng Muyun behind her suddenly hissed as he clutched his shoulder.
"Ouch—this wound is starting to hurt again."
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