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Dan Yi reminisced long after that day, realizing that she had willingly fallen into hell. Even though she knew her feelings would never be reciprocated, she had no regrets—none at all.
Even after so many years, she still remembered the boy who cautiously said, "Sister, just hold on a little longer, we’ll be there soon."
Her heart was intoxicated, wishing to be carried by him for a lifetime without pause.
On the way back, she encountered Chen Ningyuan again in that dark alley, treating beggars. She stood in the shadows, unseen by him. His face bore a rare and brilliant smile throughout. Was it because Second Sister had responded to his feelings? Did such beautiful love exist in the world, one so wonderful it could change a person's nature?
Ah, good people ultimately receive their rewards. But not long after, her naive thoughts turned into mere jokes.
Watching him reminded her of his miraculous medical skills, rivaling Hua Tuo. She recalled not long ago, just like today, she had gone out with her brother and Sister Beauty for a picnic. However, her brother had matters to attend to, so she went with Sister Beauty instead. She didn’t know whom Sister Beauty had offended, but it nearly led to disaster.
She still remembered Sister Beauty screaming in her arms, "Little Jin, watch out!" Turning around, she was nearly scared to death; a flash of silver as a cloaked figure lunged at her heart with a sword. Thankfully, Demon Child's training wasn’t in vain; she barely dodged the fatal blow but took a hit to her chest. To spare Sister Beauty from worry, she forced herself to suppress the blood rising in her throat. Unable to maintain their balance any longer, they inevitably fell off the cliff. Fortunately, those pursuing them thought they were dead and did not follow. Otherwise, her broken body would have been unable to withstand it.
Stumbling back home with great difficulty, she managed to get Sister Beauty back to Spring Garden. Before anyone could react, she struggled alone on her way back. Her steps were unsteady; dizziness washed over her as darkness clouded her vision. Yet the instinct to survive kept pushing her forward. In the end, she could no longer hold on. With a bitter smile, she thought perhaps today was her day to die… Maybe dying would mean going back… Blood surged from her chest until gradually everything faded away…
When she woke up, she found herself on a rickety bed in a makeshift straw hut he had set up in that alley for treating patients. Surrounded by the scent of herbs, she saw Chen Ningyuan's delicate face wearing the serious expression of a healer. At that moment, his kindness truly moved her. In this ancient era of severe feudalism, finding someone so pure-hearted was nothing short of a miracle.
In her memory, he was just a country doctor who knew some medicine and often gathered precious herbs from the mountains to sell at Xie Manor for a living. However, she suspected most of his earnings went to these impoverished people… In truth, she had never paid much attention to him until that day when he managed to heal her internal injuries despite such rudimentary medical conditions. She knew her body well; although she hadn’t shown it outwardly, that blow had severely injured her organs—she thought she was done for…
He saved her with extraordinary medical skills…
She believed at that moment her eyes must have shone brightly as if wanting to devour him whole; he seemed startled by her gaze and thought she was feverish as he rushed over to feel her forehead. She cooperatively fainted again—but this time from hunger. Regardless of everything else, she owed him and promised herself that one day she'd repay him adequately.
Returning to the courtyard, she informed Yun Ying about how today’s outing with Sister Beauty had left her exhausted from eating too much!
Demon Child had not appeared for several days, and I wondered where it had gone...
After taking a hot bath, I happily fell asleep.
In my beautiful dreams, I felt someone gently stroking my face. It was so warm and comfortable that I couldn't help but nuzzle against it.
The next day, after greeting the ladies (I usually don't see Head of the Family), I took Yun Ying for a morning walk.
On the way, I ran into Brother Three, who insisted on taking me somewhere and pulled me along without giving me a chance to refuse.
Later, I learned that the place was called “Red Lattice Flowers.” It sounded like a place for women, but once I arrived, I realized how wrong I was; it was filled with handsome men.
“Changsheng, don’t even think about it. The Yan Kingdom has come this time just to make things difficult for our dynasty. What’s the harm in letting them have their way for a bit?”
“Dao, you don’t understand. Their arrogant demeanor makes me want to kill that little brat Batu on the spot.”
The Gray Robed Man smiled slightly, but beneath that smile lay a chilling intent that no one noticed.
Just as the man named Changsheng was about to flip the table in anger, a cheerful voice rang out: “Dao, Changsheng, you’re all here!”
Dao looked up to see Xie An and a little girl in a light green dress. The girl was panting heavily, as if she had just come from a long journey and hadn’t yet caught her breath.
Dao unconsciously narrowed his eyes.
Changsheng had already turned his gaze away and laughed as he welcomed Xie An. “An, you’re here just in time,” he said, handing over the short arrow in his hand. “The envoy from the Yan Kingdom has posed a riddle that we need to solve by today, but we haven’t figured it out yet... You are the smartest among us; think of a way...”
Xie An looked curiously at the arrow in his hand and innocently asked, "What is this?"
Dao walked down, smiling gently, "It can't be bent, it can't be broken, it can't be damaged. How can we shorten the arrow? There’s a deadline."
Xie An gazed at the strange arrow in confusion. Just then, a soft giggle came from behind him.
I had held back for a long time, but I couldn't help it anymore. This question sounded so familiar; it was like a riddle I had seen in modern times. How did it turn into a product of conflict between two nations in ancient times?
Dao turned to see the source of the laughter, which belonged to a little girl who had been keeping her head down. Her unique and delicate face left Dao momentarily stunned. Especially those bright, sparkling eyes seemed to reflect a pool of spring water, inviting deep thoughts.
An smiled warmly at the strange girl and asked, "Firefly, what are you laughing at?"
The girl showed no sign of panic as she looked directly into the eyes of several people present, her smile fading as she quietly replied, "I’m laughing because that messenger is joking with a question even a child knows."
Before Dao could change his expression, the brash Changsheng had already stepped forward aggressively and said fiercely, "Little girl, you shouldn't speak carelessly. Do you want to feel my fist?"
"Changsheng, don’t scare her."
However, the little girl seemed unfazed by Changsheng's threat. Gaze met his without fear, and there was even a hint of a cold smile on her lips. Wang Dao couldn’t believe it; he looked over again and saw that the disdainful expression had vanished, but Dao instinctively felt he hadn’t misread her.
At some point, Nanhe had walked over and Xun Nan coldly chuckled, "Do you know the answer or something?"
The little girl smiled lightly, "I don’t mean to look down on you; please don’t misunderstand. It’s just that this question is really simple."
She stepped past several handsome men and entered the inner room. After surveying the entire space for a while, her gaze finally settled on a corner where Changsheng usually practiced with weapons. She walked over calmly and chose an arrow from there as well. Then she approached An and compared it with the arrow in his hand. At that moment, Dao noticed that the arrow she picked was longer than the one An held.
The expression on the face of the leader changed, and when he glanced at a few companions, their expressions mirrored his.
Avoiding the ambiguous gaze of the Sixth Young Master, I placed the two arrows side by side and smiled slightly, saying, "When a short arrow and a long arrow are placed together, naturally, the short one appears shorter in comparison."
The rough man named Changsheng slapped his head and exclaimed, "Damn it, so it was this simple!" He then dashed out, declaring, "I’m going to report this to the court!" and vanished like the wind.
I stood there, shrugging my shoulders to indicate that it had always been this simple. It was just that they were too clever for their own good while caught up in the situation.
Brother Three turned to me with a warm smile and softly said, "Firefly, I never knew you—"
"Brother Three, I just stumbled upon this by chance," I hurriedly interrupted. "It’s not as if I have any cleverness or wisdom."
At that moment, it wasn't just me who chuckled; all the handsome men present were amused by my shamelessness and broke into unrefined laughter.
I pouted, feeling wronged, thinking that I really hadn’t done anything at all—
Finally, someone remarked, "Wen, is this the legendary Fourth Miss Xie who turned you away and made you concede?"
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