It was a long time before Ah Man reacted and moved his lips away from the boy's face.
"You are a pervert, taking advantage of my lady."
Ah Man glared at the boy lying on the ground and shouted angrily.
The boy looked weak, and his eyes were full of helplessness as he looked at the girl.
"I don't have the strength." The boy's voice was very weak, but it made Ah Man's face look even uglier. After a long while, he finally squeezed out a sentence: "People say that if you die under the peony flowers, you will be a windy and flowing ghost."
The boy glanced at the girl, shook his head slightly, and tried his best to bring the roast chicken in his hand to his mouth.
Is this being ignored
This person is really, well, not cute at all.
Ah Man reached out and snatched the roast chicken from the boy's hand, took a vicious bite, and looked at the boy lying on the ground with his eyes half closed as if in protest.
"A'man, give him the roast chicken. He looks like he is starving." The cousin who had been watching the fight finally couldn't help but speak up.
"You also know that he is starving to death? I'll cook some porridge for him later."
After saying that, Ah Man took the roasted chicken and left. The boy lying on the ground smelled the mouth-watering aroma and gritted his teeth to endure it.
What the boy didn't expect was that Ah Man really gave him some of the fragrant porridge as she said.
"I'm very hungry." After drinking half a bowl, the young man was still unwilling and said softly to Ah Man.
"Know."
"I want more."
"My porridge doesn't feed lechers."
"I'm not."
"Then you'll just starve."
Ah Man won the argument. She continued to chew the chicken leg smugly, but heard the boy whisper: "Only girls and villains are difficult to raise."
He spoke in a low voice, trying to comfort himself, but it pissed off a certain difficult little girl.
"Cousin, we have to set off. We have to catch up with the emperor...sister and the others before dawn." Ah Man stood up and left without even looking at the boy sitting on the ground.
But unexpectedly, the boy had already grabbed her clothes.
"You scoundrel, let go of my clothes."
It was another lecher. The boy felt that he could not get rid of these three words. He was just trying to stop her...
"Take me with you."
"Without."
"I'll starve to death here." The boy's voice seemed to carry the chill of the night wind, which made people inexplicably distressed.
"It is none of my business."
Ah Man felt a little soft-hearted, but what was circling in her mind was what he had said before. After getting on the horse, she turned to the young man sitting on the dead and injured horse and said, "I am indeed difficult to raise, but I didn't waste your family's food."
"I… "
This incoherent sentence instantly reminded the boy of his own whispered complaint just now.
this…
"Your legs..." The cousin's voice suddenly rang out in the silent night, causing the girl's hand that was swinging the whip to freeze. She couldn't help but turn around and look in the direction of the boy.
The young man stood trembling on the ground, his face pale, as if stained with frost by the moonlight. He stood there proudly in a dirty brocade robe, like a bamboo or a pine tree, unable to conceal the noble aura in his bones.
If you look closely at his legs, you will find that the corner of his robe is dark and there is a stain of blood.
Judging from his trembling appearance, his leg must have been seriously injured, but he had been enduring it, and he even stood up without even a groan.
Just when Ah Man was about to dismount and support the young man, his body suddenly swayed a few times and he fell to the ground.
Ah Man could no longer care about anything else. She got off her horse, walked forward and tried to lift up his robe, but the young man held the robe tightly, preventing her from moving.
"You..." Ah Man looked at the boy angrily, and was about to accuse him of not knowing how to appreciate kindness, but the boy slowly opened his mouth and said, "Men and women should not touch each other."
(End of this chapter)