Chapter 150 She looks very fertile
Gao Xi was extremely efficient and quickly rented a house from the village chief.
In exchange, Gao Xi and his men would help the villagers repair their houses.
However, when they went to pick up Shen Ci'an, they were met with strong opposition from Song Erya.
"No, he's mine. No one can take him away unless I die!" Her burly figure blocked the unconscious Shen Ci'an, showing a willingness to risk everything.
Gao Xi wanted to take action directly, but Jiang Zhi stopped her.
Regardless of the circumstances, it was Song Erya who saved Shen Ci'an, and she couldn't repay kindness with enmity.
“Miss Song, we need to take Young Master Shen away so he can receive better treatment,” Jiang Zhi advised.
“You can heal your wounds here, why do you have to take him away?” Song Erya was unmoved by reason.
Jiang Zhi patiently persuaded, "How can you call it stealing? He was never yours to begin with."
“I said no and that’s final. If you really want to take him away, you have to give me a husband back.”
Jiang Zhi frowned in astonishment, "What?"
“Since you say he’s your fiancé, then give me your husband,” Song Erya said, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Lu Yuan beside her. “Although he’s not as handsome and refined as Young Master Shen, he’s tall, strong, and powerful. He looks like he’ll have a lot of children.”
...
Several of Gao Xi's men were shocked by Song Sanya's outrageous remarks.
This was the first time they had ever seen their commander being harassed.
And...does she seem very fertile?
Is this used to describe a man?
Lu Yuan's face was dark, his eyes were deep and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
“This isn’t like buying things at a market where you can pick and choose whatever you want.” Jiang Zhi was also startled, fearing that Lu Yuan would get angry and attack Song Erya.
He's not the type to show mercy to women.
Song Erya frowned, her gaze sweeping over the men present before quickly settling on her target. "If you won't even do this one, then let him—"
She pointed at Gao Xi, looking helpless, "Let him be my husband. Although he's not as good as the previous two, he's still passable. I'm not picky."
"Anyway, you have to leave one of you here for me, or don't even think about taking Young Master Shen away."
Now it was Gao Xi's turn to be dumbfounded.
As a member of the Imperial Guard stationed in Hong County on official business, he was someone everyone feared and respected on the streets. Now, not only was he being picked over, but he also received a "barely passable" evaluation.
"This is outrageous!" Gao Xi pressed down on the long sword in his hand. "Who do you think you are, daring to criticize us?"
His eyes blazed with anger, and he was determined to teach Song Erya a lesson.
"Forget it, let Young Master Shen heal here until he's feeling better," Jiang Zhi said, trying to stop him.
Song Erya was unaware of their identities as members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, which is why her words were so shocking.
She didn't want her teacher's savior to get hurt.
So the doctor they brought treated Shen Ci'an and prescribed medicine in the cellar.
During this time, Shen Ci'an woke up once more, but only saw Song Erya's figure.
"Where is she?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
Song Erya was immediately furious. "I've taken care of you for so long, and all you do when you open your eyes is ask about that woman. You have no conscience at all!"
Shen Ci'an, however, persisted in asking, "Where is she?"
Just two sentences seemed to have exhausted all his strength; he was panting heavily, his chest rising and falling weakly.
Song Erya was furious with him. "I'm brewing your medicine outside! You're my husband, and she's someone else's wife. Can't you two be a little more considerate of yourselves?"
“Miss Song,” Shen Ci’an’s voice turned cold, “she is my fiancée, and the only person I want to marry and spend my life with.”
"I am extremely grateful for your life-saving grace. If you have any other requests, please feel free to tell me, and I will do my best to help you. But please do not mention what you just said again."
Shen Ci'an spoke slowly, each word distinct, but his dark, clear eyes were unusually earnest.
Song Erya stared at him blankly, as if she were stunned.
After a long pause, she finally spoke, "Then... could you help me find a husband?"
"What?" Shen Ci'an thought he had misheard.
“Since you won’t be my husband, then find me another one,” Song Erya said. “He has to be good-looking, over eight feet tall, and not too thin; he has to have some muscle.”
This was the first time Shen Ci'an had heard such a request, and he couldn't help but laugh or cry.
"I can only do my best."
"Then you must remember this, and never forget it."
As the two were talking, Jiang Zhi came in carrying the freshly brewed medicine.
Seeing that Shen Ci'an had woken up, she was immediately overjoyed, "Master!"
“Young Miss,” Shen Ci’an coughed lightly, looking apologetically at the bowl of medicine in her hand, “Thank you for your hard work.”
Song Erya put her hands on her hips, indignant on her behalf, "I was the one who went up the mountain to collect many of these herbs; I'm the one who did the hard work!"
“Yes, thank you, Miss Song,” Shen Ci’an nodded and looked at her. “Could you please excuse me, Miss Song? I have something I would like to say to her.”
"Okay, but don't forget what you promised me, I'm waiting."
Song Erya left readily.
"Master, drink your medicine quickly." Jiang Zhi blew on the medicine to cool it down and brought it to his lips.
Shen Ci'an silently and obediently drank his medicine.
Only after the bowl of medicine was finished did he ask her in a hoarse voice, "You and Lord Lu..."
Jiang Zhi knew what he wanted to ask, and was about to speak when Song Erya suddenly rushed in, her face anxious.
"Quickly, hide well, and don't make a sound."
"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhi asked.
"Bandits have entered the village, and they are burning and killing everywhere. I saw that the whole family of four at the entrance of the village was killed by the bandits!!" Song Erya's voice changed.
Bandits?
Jiang Zhi's expression was solemn.
I had long heard that since the flood, there had been bandits causing trouble in Sizhou City, and that Shen Ci'an's danger was also related to the bandits.
How did we end up in a small fishing village?
"Approximately how many bandits are there?" Jiang Zhi asked again.
Song Erya was still in shock. "Roughly speaking, there were over a hundred people!"
Wow, so many people came!
Gao Xi and the others were helping to repair houses in the village when Lu Yuan said he was going to take a walk around the village to see if any other clues had been left behind.
If they were to encounter bandits, their chances of survival would be slim.
There's also Uncle Wang and Aunt Li's family.
Jiang Zhi was extremely worried.
Shen Ci'an had just finished drinking his medicine, and a bitter taste filled his mouth. "They might be here to see me..."
"Why? How did they know you were still alive?" Jiang Zhi asked, puzzled.
What deep-seated hatred did he have for the bandits that they would chase after him to kill him?
“To be precise, it’s to find something,” Shen Ci’an shook his head weakly. “Don’t get involved in this. Just stay in the cellar with Miss Song. I’ll go out.”
"No way! Going out like this is no different from suicide!" Jiang Zhi naturally wouldn't agree, pressing down on his body. "I finally found you, how can I let you go out and die like this?"
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