Wen Xian tilted his head, licked the bloody corners of his lips, and suddenly punched Zhong Lipo in the face with his backhand.
Zhongli Po was caught off guard and stumbled back two steps before stopping.
Wen Xian looked at Zhong Lipo coldly, his bloodthirsty eyes filled with murderous intent.
Zhong Lipo's expression wasn't much better, he glared at Wen Xian with a look of anger on his face.
"Bang" punched Wen Xian in the face again.
"What on earth did you do to offend her?"
Zhong Lipo gritted his teeth, his dark eyes dancing with anger.
"boom"
Not to be outdone, Wen Xian immediately punched back.
"none of your business."
The hoarse voice was full of disdain.
"Ah"
Zhongli Po licked the corners of his lips and sneered, "It's none of my business, so why did you come to me again."
Wen Xian's eyes turned cold, a surge of anger rushed into his heart, and the movements of his hands were very hot.
Both men's fists were filled with anger, and soon the fire started.
Fiery fists flew in the air and landed on their faces.
I don’t know how long they fought, from day to night, from inside the village to outside the village, until both of them had no strength at all, and finally stopped.
With a "bang", they both fell to the grass at the same time, but they didn't have any strength to get up.
The night wind was cool and cool, a bolt of lightning flashed across the dark night sky, and heavy raindrops fell with a "crackle".
Wen Xian closed his eyes and let the raindrops hit his face.
Zhongli Po clutched his chest, panted heavily, and glared at Wen Xian.
"If anything happens to her, I will never let you go."
In the violent wind and rain, apart from the "pop" sound of raindrops falling to the ground, the only sound left was the breathing of the two people.
After a long time, a hoarse voice came faintly.
"She has something to do and she doesn't need you."
If something happened to her, he would not let her go.
The deep voice was not real amid the heavy rain, but it still shocked Zhongli Po's heart.
Zhongli Po stood up silently, clutching his chest, and staggered back to the villa.
Wen Xian stared blankly at the wooden sculpture of a girl in his palm, his gloomy eyes seemingly unfocused.
"It's very cute. Brother Xian, you did a great job."
"It's good to do well, but did you send the wrong one?"
"Brother Xian should carve one and give it to me, so that I can take it out and remember him when I miss him in the future."
"Why do you miss someone when you see something? We will never be separated."
"Worry-free."
Hot tears followed the raindrops and did not enter the hair.
Pressing the girl's wooden sculpture into his arms, Wen Xian curled up into a ball little by little.
Feng Mansion, secret room.
"You really don't want to come up with me."
Feng Xiaoyou frowned as she looked at Ye Wuyou, who was squatting on the ground and burying his head in packing.
"It's nice here."
Ye Wuyou didn't even raise his head, still laying out the bedding carefully.
"This place is dark, humid, and not ventilated. How can it be suitable for pregnant women to live here?"
Seeing Ye Wuyou's persistent look, Feng Xiaoyou became anxious.
Ye Wuyou's hand movements paused, and his pink eyes flickered slightly.
"It's safe here."
Brother Xian has noticed Feng Mansion. For her, this secret room is the safest now. She can't go out and take this risk.
Feng Xiaoyou raised his eyebrows indifferently, "They have already been here and will not come again."
Even if they come, they still dare to enter her boudoir casually.
After laying out the best layer of blankets, Ye Wuyou stood up.
“It’s really nice here.”
Feng Xiaoyou frowned, and just when she was about to speak, she heard Ye Wuyou say, "Go out quickly, lest the girls worry about not finding you."
"There's really nothing we can do about you." Feng Xiaoyou sighed softly, glanced at the two thin layers of bedding on the ground and said, "Wait, I'll get you two more beddings."
Ye Wuyou's lips curled up slightly and he nodded gently.
Feng Xiaoyou turned around helplessly and left the secret room.
Soon, Feng Xiaoyou took down the bedding again, and after going back and forth four or five times, she finally took down both beddings.
"alright."
Looking at the thicker bedding, Feng Xiaoyou nodded with satisfaction.
Ye Wuyou chuckled and waved, "Okay, hurry up."
"I'm leaving."
Feng Xiaoyou reluctantly glanced at Wuyou's belly and said, "Take good care of my daughter-in-law."
Ye Wuyou curled his lips and chuckled, "Don't worry, I will pay attention."
After Feng Xiaoyou left, Ye Wuyou walked to the made mattress.
The secret room was very quiet, except for the sound of his own breathing, there was nothing else.
I thought I would fall asleep soon, but after turning over several times, I reluctantly opened my eyes.
Without Brother Xian, I really can’t sleep.
Wuyou pouted and took out the young wooden sculpture from his arms.
Slender fingers traced the young man's eyebrows little by little, and his pink eyes were full of longing at this moment.
"What's the purpose of carving this?"
"I want to carve you so that it can match my wooden carving."
"I'll help you."
"No, I will carve it myself."
The yellowish candlelight flickered, elongating the small figure reflected on the wall, and the smell of loneliness floated in the air.
Brother Xian, my baby and I miss you so much.
Wuyou stroked his belly with one hand and touched the wooden carving with the other. A tear fell from the corner of his eye, but there was a happy smile on his lips.
The night is short, but the thoughts are long.
General's Mansion.
"I found out what you asked me to check last time."
Mu Xiaowu ran into the study, said something, then grabbed the teacup and poured water.
Xia Houchen raised his eyebrows, put down the military book in his hand, stood up, walked to the table and sat down.
"The one who ran away was Princess Wuyou."
After drinking several glasses of water, Mu Xiaowu felt that his throat felt better.
"Wuyou?" Xia Houchen raised his eyebrows in surprise, with a puzzled look on his face, "Why did she run away?"
That boy Wen Xian had secretly liked her for eight years. Speaking of this, he remembered what happened in Luo Bing eight years ago. At that time, he knew that Wen Xian liked Wuyou, but he didn't expect that Wuyou was actually woman.
"Princess Wuyou seems to be pregnant, but I heard that Wen Xian doesn't plan to have a child, so Princess Wuyou ran out."
General Mu Xiaowu said, with pity and worry flashing in his eyes.
A woman as soft and weak as Princess Wuyou is now pregnant and running away. Something is going to happen, but what should we do
"impossible."
Xia Houchen frowned subconsciously, "Where did you get the news?"
"I heard from Nuan Se and Liang Sheng that Princess Wuyou seems to be under some kind of curse and cannot have children."
In fact, he didn't understand much, he just got a general idea.
A curse
Xia Houchen's expression suddenly became solemn.
Seeing Xia Houchen's face looking ugly, Mu Xiaowu frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing?" Xia Houchen's eyes flickered and he looked at Mu Xiaowu and said, "You can also send troops to help look for it."
"Um."
Mu Xiaowu nodded. Even if he didn't explain, he planned to send troops to help find someone.
The next day, Bai Xianxuan.
Looking at Wen Xian, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, Han Xiao frowned.
"how is he?"
"Worry-free."
Wen Xian closed his eyes, his brows were squeezed together tightly, and his pale lips murmured unconsciously.
Liang Sheng raised her eyes and put down Wen Xian's wrist.
"He suffered internal injuries, was exposed to the rain all night, and has a fever."
Glancing at the wooden carving in Wen Xian's hand, Liang Sheng's eyes flashed with distress.
"Is there still no news from Wuyou?"
Liang Sheng deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by Wen Xian.
Han Xiao's eyes flickered and she shook her head slightly.
Liang Sheng's nose felt sore and she almost shed tears.
"I'm going to make medicine for Third Brother."
Running out of the room in embarrassment, Liang Sheng could no longer hold back her tears.
Wuyou, where are you
"Wuyou, don't go, please"
There seemed to be a whimper in the low begging voice.
Han Xiao couldn't bear to look away and walked out of the room quietly.
Besides those places, where else would she go
Han Xiao frowned and thought for a moment, then went to Qingyou Villa again.
Yancheng, Jishi Hall.
"Miss Feng, you are here."
Seeing Feng Xiaoyou, the shopkeeper immediately came over to greet him.
"same as usual."
Feng Xiaoyou placed an amethyst stone on the counter.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The shopkeeper happily accepted the amethyst stone and quickly wrapped the medicine and handed it to Feng Xiaoyou.
"Get your medicine."
"Thanks."
Feng Xiaoyou took the medicine bag, turned around and walked out.
At a street corner outside Jishi Hall, General Wu's eyes flashed when he saw Feng Xiaoyou coming out with a medicine bag.
Feng Xiaoyou turned her eyes quickly as if she felt someone behind her.
Mr. Wu's heart trembled suddenly and he immediately retracted his head.
After scanning around and finding no suspicious person, Feng Xiaoyou frowned and hid in a remote small street.
Feng Xiaoyou secretly paid attention to the front while slowly retreating.
"Crack" felt like stepping on a soft thing, and for a moment, Feng Xiaoyou felt bad all over.
He lowered his eyes coldly, hoping that he was wrong, but unfortunately it backfired.
She really stepped on shit.
Feng Xiaoyou's little face wrinkled up and she stared sadly at the dog shit at her feet.
Isn't her luck a bit too good today
Feng Xiaoyou carefully lifted up the hem of her skirt, trying to move her feet away from the shit, but her feet slipped in the next second, and her whole body fell back.
"careful."
A clear voice sounded, and before Feng Xiaoyou had time to react, a pair of strong hands wrapped around her waist, then spun her around and took her away from the piece of shit.
Feng Xiaoyou looked back, staring blankly at that handsome face, and her heart suddenly started beating wildly.
Seeing Feng Xiaoyou staring at him for a moment, Ning Zichen frowned, "Are you okay?"
There was some alienation in the clear voice.
"Thanks."
Feng Xiaoyou regained consciousness, her face turned red, and she immediately stood up straight, but due to inertia, she stepped on Ning Zichen's foot.
Ning Zichen's face darkened instantly, and he stared at his feet with lowered eyes.
Feng Xiaoyou immediately retracted his feet and looked at the yellow lump on the dark shoe. Feng Xiaoyou really wanted to die.
Damn it, what a coincidence.
Feng Xiaoyou raised her eyebrows awkwardly, "Well, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Ning Zichen had a dark face and said nothing.
Looking at Ning Zichen's gloomy face, Feng Xiaoyou felt even more embarrassed.
"How about you take off your shoes and I'll wash them for you."
Feng Xiaoyou looked at Ning Zichen and spoke carefully.
Although she didn't cause the shit, she did get it in order to help her, so there's nothing wrong with helping others clean their shoes.
"No."
Resisting the urge to throw away the shoes, Ning Zichen turned around and left quickly.
Seeing Ning Zichen leaving like this, Feng Xiaoyou was dumbfounded.
"Hey, what's your name?"
Feng Xiaoyou caught up two steps and asked hurriedly.
Ning Zichen turned around and looked at Feng Xiaoyou calmly.
Feng Xiaoyou blushed, "Well, I can give you a pair of shoes in return."
I reluctantly found a reason for myself to ask for a name.
Ning Zichen's lips curled up slightly, he glanced at Feng Xiaoyou's right foot and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Girl, you'd better go home quickly and change your shoes."
"ah"
After Ning Zichen reminded her, Feng Xiaoyou finally remembered that she had also stepped on dog poop, and she screamed and jumped.
Seeing Feng Xiaoyou's frantic look, Ning Zichen raised the corners of his lips and turned around and disappeared around the corner.