Fuqiu said, "Miss, I have already regarded the Xu family as my own home. As long as the Madam, the Master, and the Young Masters can be safe and sound, that is Fuqiu's greatest wish."
Qibao's expression was gentle, and he said softly, "Are you tired after talking so much? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Fuqiu shook her head and said, "Miss, I just woke up, how can I fall asleep again! Miss, you don't have to stay here with me, I can do it alone."
Qibao said, "That little girl Yaya has been wanting to come see you. She was afraid she'd disturb your rest and was extremely worried, so I asked her to come in and keep you company."
Fuqiu smiled and nodded, "Okay!"
Qibao got up and went out. After calling Yaya to Fuqiu's room, he went to the woodshed in the backyard.
When Qibao pushed the door open, he saw the maid lying on the ground groaning with blood all over her face. Her hands were tied tightly behind her back and there was a pool of blood on the ground.
"How does it taste?" Qibao asked calmly.
Chunzhi lay on the ground, squinting her eyes as she looked at Qibao who had walked in. She smiled miserably and said, "But the next step is death. I don't blame anyone but God for being so unfair. He has already made me a slave, why can't he let me be with a good master?"
Qibao didn't feel sorry for her. One's destiny was in one's own hands. Of course, no one could be as lucky as her and live another life.
"Why are there so many people who care about your maidservant and seek revenge for her, while I am abandoned like a dead dog? Why?"
Qibao said calmly, "No reason. You should never set your sights on my family!"
"Family? I have family too. I have a younger sister. I only have a younger sister. I know she can't survive this time!" After saying that, Chunzhi buried her face in the ground and sobbed. The wounds on her face were covered with dust.
"Sister, I'm sorry! I didn't protect you well enough!"
Qibao was moved when he saw Chunzhi crying so miserably. If he wasn't strong enough, would he be like Chunzhi, crying helplessly when his family was in danger?
Qibao turned around and walked out. It was time for lunch.
After the whole family sat down, there was no longer the usual scene of talking and laughing.
The old man didn't say a word the whole morning, as if he had something on his mind.
Qibao said, "Grandpa, what are you thinking about? Tell us so we can help you with some advice."
The old man sighed and said, "Alas! Fuqiu has been wronged today. I never thought such a thing could happen right at my doorstep. If the children go out in the future, who knows how many more dangerous things will happen to them."
Qibao said, "Grandpa, you know that my brothers are all skilled in martial arts. If my eldest brother was here, this incident would never have happened. The Twelve Guards are relatively inexperienced, so this is a good opportunity to let them go out and explore the world. They're all quite skilled."
The old man said: "Hey! Qibao, if it weren't for you..."
Qibao interrupted, "Grandpa, don't you have me?" He smiled as he said that.
The old man also laughed and said, "That's right! Isn't our Qibao sitting here? Look at me, this old fool!"
Qibao said, "Grandpa is not senile. You are well-known in the village for being a late bloomer!"
Upon hearing this, the others also started laughing, and the previous cold atmosphere instantly dissipated.
After everyone had finished their meal, the rice porridge on the kitchen stove was almost cooked. Wen Die filled a bowl, let it cool for a while, and then carried it to Fuqiu's room.
The other members of the Xu family did not stop her. They knew that Wen Die was doing her best to make up for her guilt towards Fuqiu. After all, what girl doesn't care about her appearance, especially Fuqiu, who is at the age of being as beautiful as a flower.
In the afternoon, Xu Wenwu also returned from the town. When he passed by the village, he heard from others about what happened at home.
He walked into the house with a heavy face, and saw Wendie standing in front of him unharmed. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked with concern: "How is it? Are you hurt anywhere?"
When Wendie saw Xu Wenwu, fear washed over her like a flood. Her heart suddenly became fragile, and tears flowed like a flood. She sobbed and grabbed Xu Wenwu's arm, saying, "I'm fine. It was Fuqiu. She bled so much! She blocked the dagger for me."
Seeing his beloved girl crying like this, Xu Wenwu took her into his arms and comforted her, "Don't cry, it will be fine. I'll go see Fuqiu."
Wen Die nodded, wiped her tears, and went to Fuqiu's room with Xu Wenwu.
Fuqiu saw Xu Wenwu and Wendie walking in side by side. The setting sun behind them just happened to shine on them, as if covering them with a layer of dazzling golden light, which was particularly pleasing to the eyes.
"Fuqiu, Brother Xu and I are here to see you!" Wendie said with a smile, trying hard to hide the fact that she had just been crying.
"Fuqiu, thank you for blocking the knife for Die'er. I owe you a favor." Xu Wenwu said seriously.
"No... no need, young master, Fu... Fuqiu doesn't need any favors. I do it willingly!" Fuqiu said with a stutter.
Xu Wenwu said: "Die'er is my future wife. If you save her, you are saving me!"
Fuqiu moved her mouth, not knowing what to say. She thought the eldest young master must love the eldest young mistress very much, and her heart was filled with envy and blessings.
Wendie said, "Fortunately, Qibao has medicine that can heal Fuqiu's face, otherwise I would never know how to make up for it in my lifetime."
Upon hearing this, Xu Wenwu knew that his sister had used the magic water. Otherwise, such a deep wound would not be completely healed by any medicine and would definitely leave a scar.
Fuqiu smiled and nodded, saying, "So Fuqiu is very lucky to be able to follow such a good lady!"
After chatting with Fuqiu for a few minutes, Xu Wenwu and Wendie left.
Fuqiu looked at the two of them walking hand in hand, smiling brightly and saying slowly, "That's great!"
During the time that Fuqiu was recuperating, Wang was afraid that Qibao would not be able to adapt, so she asked Cuizhu to take care of Qibao temporarily.
Qibao didn't care. In fact, it didn't matter to her whether she wanted to be served or not. Before the family bought servants, didn't they take care of themselves?
Cuizhu was of course more than happy to do so. She had always envied Fuqiu for being able to serve the young lady personally. Unfortunately, the young lady didn't like having so many people around to serve her, so Fuqiu had always been alone.
"Miss, I wonder if you will feel uncomfortable with Cuizhu being around you? But once Sister Fuqiu recovers from her injury, she will be able to continue to serve you!" Cuizhu said as she sorted the clothes in the Qibao wardrobe.
Qibao said, "There's nothing to be uncomfortable with. I don't have much for you to do here. When you have time, go chat with Fuqiu. She'll be able to get along with you."
Cuizhu nodded and said, "I understand. Don't worry, Miss!"
Fuqiu and Cuizhu are of similar age and status, so they sometimes have more common topics, so they often talk together and sometimes even sleep in the same bed.
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