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That night.
Yushan slowly awakened, her hands clutching the blanket as she stared blankly at the top of the mosquito net, a sense of gloom weighing heavily on her chest.
She was so hungry, missing the meals prepared by Xiao Zhenglan back home. It had been nearly half a month since she last saw him. She wondered if he had lost weight or if those scheming women had led him astray... Just thinking about her adorable House Slave made Yushan's gloomy mood lift considerably.
Yushan thought to herself, that one or two silver coins spent were truly well invested!
Not only was he pleasing to the eye and brought her face when they went out together, but he was also skilled in everything—cooking, washing clothes, and grocery shopping. Whenever they were on the brink of starvation, she would sit on the ground drawing pancakes while Xiao Zhenglan would go work for wealthy families around the capital, bringing back sumptuous meals that saved her from starving to death.
Moreover, Xiao Zhenglan had an extraordinary knack for attracting fortune. Ever since he entered her life, Yushan frequently found wanted criminals half-dead at her doorstep or in the kitchen, allowing her to earn merit time and again!
This Xiao Zhenglan, the more she looked at him, the more charming he became. Every time she saw him, her heart raced like a startled deer; she just wanted to leap into his arms!
As Yushan thought about this, she felt the cold desert night seep into her bones. Wrapping herself tighter in the blanket, she shivered slightly and couldn't help but chuckle to herself.
"Do you know your smile looks... rather lewd right now?"
Suddenly, a voice interrupted her daydreams with an unexpected chill.
"Wow! What are you doing here? What do you want?"
Could it be that he was here to kill her and silence her?
Yushan tumbled out of bed, shouting, "Master! Senior Brother!" Just then, she felt herself lifted into the air, only to be thrown back onto the bed by Xing Qin.
Crouching in the corner of the bed, Yushan looked on in terror as Xing Qin climbed onto the bed and pulled her back into his embrace, his large hand casually tugging at the sheets.
The situation—two people of opposite genders sharing a bed—was charged with tension. With a wicked glint in his eyes, was Xing Qin planning to assault her before killing her?!
"Hero, please spare me! I have an eighty-year-old mother and a seventeen-year-old Little Servant..."
But Yushan's pleas were nothing more than desperate fantasies for sympathy; she had long forgotten the teachings of Six Gates about dying without yielding.
Unfortunately for her, Xing Qin was too indifferent to respond. One hand slowly moved to her back. Yushan stiffened... Suddenly, she felt a warm stream of internal energy flowing into her body, warming her shivering form.
Xing Qin didn't miss the chance to mock her: "With such weak martial arts, you can't even channel your energy to resist the cold. How did you even get into Six Gates?"
Yushan huffed angrily, "What does it have to do with you?"
She would never admit that her master had a crush on her mother and had pulled strings to get her in!
Xing Qin rested his head on her shoulder, fatigue washing over him as he closed his eyes.
After carrying her through the desert all day, he wanted nothing more than to rest. He murmured, "Stop messing around and go to sleep."
What was happening? Yushan was bewildered again. She cautiously asked, "Hero, you... are just helping me out of kindness?"
Yushan held her breath, glancing sideways to find that Xing Qin had fallen asleep at some point.
She stared at his ordinary face, noting how the curve of his chin resembled Xiao Zhenglan's, and his powerful physique felt similar as well.
The more she looked, the faster her heart raced. This face had to be a disguise, right?
Her small hand crept toward his face, hesitating over whether to uncover it and see his true identity, but she was also afraid that doing so might lead to her demise.
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