As soon as Huan Rongxing finished speaking, his once strong hands fell limply to the ground, and the cuffs he accidentally lifted revealed several exposed whip wounds.
That should be Huan's father's punishment for what Huan Rongxing did. No wonder at the end of the battle, he couldn't even break the hilt of Master Tao's sword, so he could only resist with his own body.
Qin Songyun forcefully pulled out the sword that had pierced Mr. Tao, and sat on his knees on the ground, his eyes slightly red.
"Brother Huan."
Tears kept flowing out one by one, and he cried as miserably as if his brother had died.
"Stop crying, there is still hope. I will draw the sword to stop the bleeding first, and then send him to the pharmacy in the town."
Mo Shixi wiped away the tears in her eyes, carefully checked Huan Rongxing's situation, and gave calm instructions.
"Miss Ruan, do me a favor."
Qin Songyun and Ruan Jiaxin followed her instructions and finally stabilized Huan Rongxing's injuries.
…
Huan Rongxing seemed to be in a thick fog. Although it was not pitch black, he still couldn't see everything in front of him.
He stretched out his hand, and his hands seemed to melt into the mist.
"Where is this?"
Huan Rongxing talked to himself and began to think about what happened before.
After agreeing to Shi Xi to let her go, he returned to Huan Mansion that day and explained the cause of the incident one by one.
Qin Songyun and Ruan Jiaxin were in disbelief and were disappointed with the upright brother they trusted, but Miss Mo was innocent, so they readily agreed to Huan Rongxing's commission.
He then confessed to his parents.
Huan's father had guarded the city for decades and was upright by nature. It was his son who made the mistake, and he showed no mercy.
"You failed to live up to the grace of saving your life and took away a good daughter. Did the family's more than ten years of education on you go to waste?"
Huan's father had never been so angry, and he punished Huan Rongxing harshly:
"First, he will kneel in the ancestral hall for two days and two nights, and then he will be whipped eighty times."
It's not that Huan Rongxing didn't want to visit secretly when Mo Shixi was recuperating, but at that time he was still lying in bed recovering from his injuries, and could hardly recover many times.
According to the doctor, he will not be able to fully recover from his injuries unless he recovers for two to three months.
But Huan Rongxing was thinking about Shi Xi. The physical fitness of martial arts practitioners was also good. After nearly twenty days of rest, he could barely move.
As soon as he could get out of bed, he mounted his horse and ran wildly, chasing Mo Shixi's footsteps.
The carriage driven by Qin Songyun was not fast, and Huan Rongxing also caught up with him. However, he suffered an old illness during the journey and was a step slower in the assassination.
"Yes, assassination. How is Shi Xi?"
Huan Rongxing suddenly became energetic when he recalled this. He ignored the thick fog outside and persistently searched for a way out.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a beam of light pierced his eyes.
"Brother Huan, are you awake?"
Sitting next to him and guarding him was Ruan Jiaxin. She was very surprised to see Huan Rongxing open his eyes.
Huan Rongxing was a little disappointed, coughed a few times, and asked:
"Are you okay? Where is Shi Xi? Why isn't she...?"
Ruan Jiaxin couldn't help but rolled her eyes. Why didn't she know that Brother Huan was a person who put love first?
He is a patient, so he should bear with it.
Ruan Jiaxin persuaded herself and comforted him softly:
"Miss Mo checked your pulse and said that the injury is no longer a problem and you just need to rest for a while. So she went back to the mountain, and Songyun followed to escort her to safety."
Doesn't she even want to meet me?
Huan Rongxing felt a little bitter in her heart, so she closed her eyes forcefully, suppressed the emotions in her heart, and continued to ask Ruan Jiaxin about her situation after she fell into coma.
Whether the situation was good or bad, Shi Xi had a soft heart and not only saved him again, but also stayed to make medicine and take care of him for ten days.
But as soon as she confirmed that he was fine, she left without any hesitation.
"Let's recover first."
Huan Rongxing persuaded himself in his heart.
…
half year later.
"boom."
There was the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground in the yard.
Mo Shixi opened the door and easily saw several stacks of chopped firewood piled in the corner near the inner wall of the courtyard.
The firewood hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust and becoming scattered.
Mo Shixi knew exactly whose work it was, but she still pretended not to know and sorted the firewood and piled it in the small space next to the kitchen where the firewood was piled.
The neatly arranged firewood there makes people feel happy just looking at it.
After arranging the "heavenly" firewood, Mo Shixi's hands were stained with a lot of dust, and she walked straight to the water tank.
The water tank that had been used to the bottom yesterday was now filled with clear stream water. Mo Shixi took a spoonful of water to wash away the dust on her face and hands.
I got up early today because it was time to go to town to sell medicinal materials and buy supplies.
The door opened, and a delicate bamboo basket was placed on the ground, from which the tempting aroma of food wafted out.
Mo Shixi paused for a moment, sighed softly, and took out the sauce-flavored pork buns wrapped in oil paper from the bamboo basket.
This has happened repeatedly since five months ago.
Chopped firewood, full water jars, and three meals a day.
She wanted to refuse, but she had never met that person.
"It's such a good hiding."
Mo Shixi puffed up her cheeks slightly, feeling a little angry and helpless, but she could only express her anger on the fragrant breakfast.
A mouthful of meat buns and a mouthful of fresh hot soy milk in a bamboo tube filled her stomach in no time.
Don't let the benefits you get for free go to waste.
After resting for a while, Mo Shixi walked down the mountain.
She got up early in the morning and was in a state of excitement after having breakfast. Mo Shixi even forgot to bring a sachet to prevent mosquitoes, rats, and ants.
"Uh-huh."
Before she knew it, one, no, two half-snake with colorful patterns fell from the tree to the ground not far in front of her.
At the same time, a familiar figure appeared together.
As if realizing that his whereabouts had been exposed, the figure froze and wanted to leave.
"Huan Rongxing."
Mo Shixi stopped him.
The usually steady man was now in a panic like a child who had done something wrong: "I...I'm just worried about your safety."
"Have you recovered from your injuries?"
Mo Shixi did not continue what he said, but instead brought up an unrelated topic.
"Okay...okay."
"Where are Brother Qin and Miss Ruan? Are they okay?"
"They separated from me half a year ago and should be going back to their hometown."
"Okay, I get it now."
Mo Shixi didn't speak any more and continued walking down the mountain as if she couldn't see the person in front of her.
Huan Rongxing was a little confused and didn't know what to do now.
He wanted to follow Shi Xi and look at her greedily;
But he was afraid of making people angry and was driven away by Mo Shixi with unpleasant words.
To be able to speak calmly like now is something he couldn't even imagine.
The man, who was over eight feet tall, stood helplessly, staring closely at the gradually shrinking figure, his expression sad and greedy.
"Won't you follow?"
The low voice was like thunder, and Huan Rongxing stood there stupidly, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.
Mo Shixi didn't look back, but her footsteps stopped in place.
"coming!"
Endless joy surged into his heart, and Huan Rongxing followed the graceful figure not far away, three steps away.
Like a vicious dog that protects its master.
Because I made a mistake once, I would rather hurt myself than make the same mistake again.
Always loyal and waiting for the master's forgiveness.
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