"Since you can't speak, get out of here, don't force me to drive you away, I'm not Aunt Liu and Qiaoqiao, I can be bullied by you." Cheng Qingwan raised her eyes lightly and watched the woman walk out of her yard angrily and return the same way.

Song Qiaoqiao stood behind her and breathed a sigh of relief gently, took the hand of the person next to her and said excitedly: "Wanwan, you are so powerful, you can actually let her go back by herself." In the past, as long as you spoke loudly to her, she would cry, make trouble, and hang herself. ”

Cheng Qingwan leaned against the door, her face could not hide her tiredness: "Next time she is crying, you will close the door and do it yourself." If you ignore her, you'll be gone. ”

Song Qiaoqiao blushed and nodded, her face full of admiration and admiration.

Cheng Qingwan turned her head, just bumped into the look on her face, paused slightly, then looked away, and said casually: "There are still some sweet potatoes in the cellar, let's make sweet potato cakes tomorrow and sell them in the town, and by the way, we will also sell the remaining corn." ”

"Okay, but it will take us an hour to walk into the town, and then we will get up at three o'clock."

Cheng Qingwan nodded and walked into the house with her.

"Second aunt is gone?" Aunt Liu looked at her daughter and asked softly.

"Well, you still curse when you leave." Song Qiaoqiao nodded and sat aside.

Aunt Liu sighed and stopped talking.

"If you want me to say, you shouldn't have received help in the first two years, since you have divided the family, just pass each one, what should they do?" Cheng Hua'er said while teaching Lianzhi to make embroidery.

"You don't know that she is a person, if she is not satisfied, she will die or live, and if you don't rely on her, you will not leave at the door of the house."

Cheng Hua'er snorted coldly and did not speak again.

Cheng Qingwan looked at the solemn atmosphere in the house, so she carried the basket on her back and went to the back mountain to chop firewood with a sickle.

At noon, the sky was overcast, and it looked like it was about to rain.

She bent over and picked up the firewood into the basket at an accelerated pace.

Suddenly, without warning, the beans generally rained.

Cheng Qingwan hurriedly lifted her skirt, covered her head and hurriedly planned to go down the mountain.

Unexpectedly, after only taking two steps, he bumped into more than a dozen people in black.

Fortunately, they were fighting with a teenager and didn't notice her at all.

In an instant, the young man's sword pierced the body of the man in black, and blood dripped down the sword and fell to the ground.

Cheng Qingwan saw the young man's face clearly, shuttling between the black-clothed people in a green suit, making decisive moves and acting neatly, and the black-clothed people fell down after a while.

"The Third Highness is really persevering."

The boy stepped on the chest of the man in black and pointed his sword at his throat with sarcasm on his face.

The man in black didn't answer his words, and pulled his sword and stabbed it into his own throat.

Cheng Qingwan looked at this scene and subconsciously walked back, but she didn't want to attract attention as soon as she moved.

She watched the young man come with a sword, his angular face stained with blood, and his red eyes stared at her deadly, like a rakshasa in hell, full of terrifying aura.

Cheng Qingwan swallowed her saliva and slowly stepped back.

She didn't know if the person in front of her would spare her life or kill someone.

There was only two or three steps left between the two, and Cheng Qingwan looked at the sword that was still dripping with blood in his hand, and was terrified.

"Why are you here?"

Yuan Qi's voice was as gentle as ever, Cheng Qingwan was stunned and hurriedly replied.

"I'll collect firewood."

"It's raining heavily, I'll send you back."

"These people ......"

Yuan Qi followed her eyes and said softly, "Ah Zhu will deal with it." ”

Cheng Qingwan nodded, watching the person in front of her wipe the sword clean and hide it back in her waist.

She followed behind Yuan Qi with trepidation, and her mind was full of the bloody scene just now.

The rain became heavier and heavier, drenching both of them.

Yuanqi, who was walking in front, fainted to the ground without any warning, so frightened that Cheng Qingwan hurriedly stepped forward to check.

Only then did he find out that he had injuries to his back and chest.

Cheng Qingwan hurriedly helped the person up and walked to his home not far away.

If Yuanqi hadn't helped her many times, it is estimated that she might have turned a blind eye and gone home by herself.

After walking for almost half an hour, Cheng Qingwan finally helped the person into the house.

The people in the room looked at the bloody two of them and jumped, and Cheng Hua'er asked in a trembling voice: "Wanwan, you, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Yuanqi is injured, A-Niang, you quickly find some cotton cloth."

Cheng Hua'er came back to her senses and hurriedly went to find cotton.

Song Qiaoqiao helped the girl help the person into the cubicle, and then went to the kitchen to boil hot water.

Cheng Qingwan looked at his increasingly pale face, and didn't care that he was still soaked, so she hurriedly took off his clothes.

Blood was still gushing from the sword wound on her chest, and she hurriedly took the cotton cloth from the woman's hand and plugged it.

His fingers accidentally touched his skin, and it was terrifyingly hot.

"Why do you have a fever again?" Cheng Qingwan muttered softly, and pulled the quilt over to cover him: "You have to change your wet clothes, otherwise you will catch a cold." ”

Song Qiaoqiao quickly brought the hot water and said softly: "Wanwan, the hot water is here." ”

Cheng Qingwan nodded, she wanted her to help take off Yuanqi's clothes together, but she didn't expect that when she turned her head, there was no one in the room.

She pursed the corners of her lips and had to do it herself.

The jacket is okay, and the three times five divided by two are taken off. When it came to the lower body, Cheng Qingwan's hand on the pants hesitated for a long time, and finally closed her eyes, and pulled down the pants as soon as she used force.

She pulled over the quilt, covering the important position, and quickly took off her pants.

Cheng Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief, took a cotton cloth soaked in hot water, and carefully wiped his wounds.

"Wan Wan ......"

Cheng Hua'er's voice suddenly sounded, scaring her hard, and the person on the bed immediately opened his eyes.

Hot hands grabbed her wrists and pressed her to the bed.

Cheng Qingwan looked at his murderous eyes, so frightened that she even snuffed out the swear words in her throat.

After Yuan Qi saw the person in front of him clearly, he immediately got up and let go.

Cheng Qingwan lay on the bed and came back to her senses for a while.

She got up and looked at Yuanqi bandaging her wounds, her cold white complexion, her sturdy figure, and a thick quilt piled up around her waist, covering part of her abdominal muscles.

She blushed, met the young man's eyes, and quickly turned her head to look at the woman at the door.

"A-Niang, what are you going to say?"

Cheng Hua'er came back to her senses and took the clothes over: "Oh, I found a set of clothes left by Song Da before, you can see if Lord Yuan can wear them." ”

"Thank you." Yuan Qi nodded with a smile and said in a dumb voice.

"Wanwan, you should also go and change your clothes, so as not to catch a cold."

Only then did Cheng Qingwan realize that she was wearing wet clothes, so she hurriedly got out of bed, took a random set of clothes from the closet and went out.

Cheng Hua'er also walked out behind and closed the door.

After Cheng Qingwan went to the attic to change her clothes, she was pulled aside by the woman when she walked downstairs.

"Wanwan, what's going on? Why was Yuan-sama injured?"