After collecting the belongings in the valley, he cast a fireball spell over.
The small fireball suddenly grew larger, and the entire valley was ablaze.
A cleaning technique cleaned the scene of the fight, and Min Xiyao walked towards the mountain.
"Huh?"
Min Xiyao released his consciousness and saw a man's body lying in the grass not far away.
Go up and have a look.
As he approached, he saw a man wearing black clothes!
is a trouble!
Forget it, don't cause trouble to yourself.
Just as Min Xiyao was about to take a step, someone grabbed her right leg with great force.
The man in black clothes stretched out his big, sharp-jointed hands and grabbed her ankle tightly.
Those hands were incredibly white, with thick calluses on their fingers, which looked like they were formed from years of martial arts practice.
With just these hands, she was sure that the identity of this man in mysterious clothes was not simple, it was even more complicated than she thought!
The man's sharp eyes suddenly met Min Xiyao's slightly squinted phoenix eyes, and his sword-like eyebrows were obviously furrowed.
"Help me." The hoarse voice was full of desire to survive.
saved!
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, his body went limp and he passed out.
Min Xiyao frowned, thinking about saving people.
Do you want help?
Just as she was thinking, a cooing voice came into her ears:
"Sister, saving him will increase your koi luck."
Is there such a good thing?
Min Xiyao raised her eyebrows, "Let's save him!"
Put the unconscious man into the space, return home, and close the courtyard door.
Looking at the unconscious man, his exquisite facial features, fair skin, black brocade fabric, and jade pendant around his waist all showed his extraordinary status.
Look at the tiger's mouth. Well, it's a martial arts practitioner. It's unmistakable.
A slightly beating pulse on the neck means that the person is still alive.
However, the breath is weak, and it is still unknown whether he can survive it.
The seven or eight sword wounds on his body were not deep, and only the wound on his chest was still bleeding slightly...
After pouring some spiritual spring water into the man's mouth, Min Xiyao fell into deep thought as she watched the man's gradually stronger breathing.
Whether it is the methods used by the killers or the characteristics of the man that reveal his identity, his extraordinary identity can be seen.
Who would be surrounded and killed by well-trained killers in this deep mountain?
A name appeared in Min Xiyao's mind.
Rui Wang Li Yu, the fourth son of the current emperor and the second son of the queen, Rui Wang Li Yu.
Min Xiyao's memory has always been very good, and the plots she saw in her previous life are still vivid in her mind.
The male protagonist in that book was named Li Yu, who was rescued by Wu Chunhua, a peasant girl from Minjia Village.
Later, she fell in love with Wu Chunhua and married Wu Chunhua as her royal concubine.
"A bloody plot."
Min Xiyao couldn't help but complain.
It can be seen from the look in Li Yu's eyes just now that Li Yu is definitely not an ordinary man, and it is impossible for him to fall in love with that crazy time-traveling woman.
Furthermore, given Wu Chunhua's life experience, in this world where imperial power was respected, it was impossible for the emperor to designate a peasant girl as the concubine of the legitimate second son of the middle palace.
Well, maybe Li Yu saw the difference between Wu Chunhua and this era, and deliberately married Wu Chunhua, hoping to find out the secrets of Wu Chunhua.
Min Xiyao was really speechless.
Another male protagonist, she unintentionally saved the male protagonist before the female protagonist.
Here, Wu Chunhua heard about the Min family's Min Xuejiao incident and complained in her heart:
Idiot Min Xuejiao, she and Li Hongcai are ready to cook, so why don't they just marry each other?
Thinking of getting married, she quickly walked up the mountain.
According to the plot in the book, she came to the place where the male protagonist was injured out of breath.
"That's not right! That book was written about today, where the time-traveling girl Wu Chunhua saved the hero."
No, she is the heroine in the book. The book says that Wu Chunhua became the peasant queen, and she also wanted to be the queen.
However, the male protagonist, King Rui Li Yu, is not here!
Feeling that something was wrong, Wu Chunhua was filled with doubts. Something seemed to be different.
Time passed quickly, and five days later, the man lying in bed woke up.
He opened his eyes vaguely and saw red bricks and green tiles.
Look around your environment.
The house was very new, and the room layout was very simple. Apart from the kang where he slept, there was only a table and two chairs.
Finally saved!
The man took a deep breath and frowned slightly as he thought of the upturned red phoenix eyes he had before unconsciousness.
The woman who rescued him was very special.
"Creak" The door was opened, and a woman walked in carrying a tray.
The man stood up instinctively and stared at the woman like a vicious wolf.
He didn't know whether this woman was good or bad, so he didn't dare to take it lightly.
Feeling the wariness in the man's eyes, Min Xiyao placed the tray on the table:
"If you can get up, it means you can feed yourself."
She is not used to being close to men, and she is not used to feeding men.
"Who are you? Did you save me?"
The man spoke slowly, and the aroma coming from the bowl on the tray made him swallow.
Even so, he didn't let down his guard just because he was hungry.
Min Xiyao raised her eyebrows.
Strong willpower and fun!
Her voice was cold and without any emotion.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I saved you."
"As for eating or going hungry, it's your choice."
There was an untimely "gurgling" sound from his stomach. The man swallowed his saliva and decided to eat before talking.
Since this woman saved herself, she would not take her life easily.
He stood up slowly, holding back the pain of the tearing wound, holding his hands and getting out of bed.
Regardless of the sweat on his face, he came to the table, sat on the chair, picked up the bowl on the tray, and picked up the spoon on the side.
There are pieces of green vegetables floating on the white rice porridge in the bowl. The aroma of white rice mixed with the fragrance of vegetables makes people want to taste it.
After scooping a spoonful of white rice and vegetable porridge into his mouth, the man's eyes widened and he looked at Min Xiyao in disbelief.
"What? It doesn't taste good?"
Min Xiyao wanted to laugh. He was a very knowledgeable person. This bowl of rice porridge with vegetables was produced in Space and the taste was extraordinary.
"No, it's delicious, it's so delicious! I, um, I have never eaten such delicious vegetable porridge."
Not even the royal chef in the palace could make such delicious rice porridge.
Without hesitation, he drank the porridge quickly and looked at Min Xiyao with unfinished thoughts.
At this time, he carefully observed the woman in front of him.
The woman was wearing a long skirt of goose-yellow muslin and a coat of the same color. She was not tall and looked about twelve or thirteen years old. She had delicate facial features, skin as white as snow, and a pair of clear eyes that did not match her age. No one dares to underestimate him.
Even though she is dressed like a farm girl, she still cannot resist her stunning beauty and cool and noble temperament.
While the man was sizing up Min Xiyao, Min Xiyao was also secretly observing the man.
From the way a man moves his hands and feet, we can see his noble temperament and self-cultivation.
His identity can be established.
Feeling the hunger in his stomach, the man said to Min Xiyao with some embarrassment:
"Thank you girl for saving your life. Do you still have vegetable and white rice porridge?"
His face turned red, he lowered his head awkwardly, and his voice became smaller and smaller.
Thinking that he, the legitimate son of the palace, actually asked a peasant girl for porridge.
A cold voice came, "One hundred taels of silver per bowl."
"What? One hundred taels of silver and a bowl of porridge?"
The man raised his head in disbelief.
Just now he wanted to thank her, but now he thinks he was taken advantage of.
