Xie Shizi's shameless daily life

A group of people walked in the middle of the road, and the guards in front and behind surrounded the two carriages in the middle.

In one of the carriages, Zhao Shu looked at the people opposite with guilt: "I had no choice but to hide you among the dead. I'm sorry."

Ah Ling waved her hands quickly, wanting to say something but afraid of saying the wrong thing. Her face turned red, and finally she could only look to the person next to her for help.

Seeing this, Mianru smiled at Ah Ling in a soothing manner, then looked at Zhao Shu and said, "We all understand that only by doing that at the time would we have the greatest chance of surviving."

"We don't blame you, really."

"On the contrary, our lives were saved by you and Master Xie. We can't even thank you enough, so how can we blame you?"

Although she said it lightly, but at that moment when she was on the verge of life and death, she also tried it with a gamble mentality. If something went wrong in the process, the consequences would be something none of them could afford!

Zhao Shu: “I”

Mian Ru interrupted her: "Hey, that's enough. If you keep talking, we'll get angry."

Looking at the two heartless people in front of her, Zhao Shu swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

Never mind, as long as they are fine, nothing else matters.

Mianru and A Ling looked at Zhao Shu and smiled mischievously, then when she was off guard, they pounced on her and tickled her left and right.

Zhao Shu was like a slippery loach, waving in their hands non-stop: "Stop, it's itchy!"

Seeing Zhao Shu laughing breathlessly, the two men worked even harder.

Zhao Shu's voice of begging for mercy was heard intermittently from the carriage. Xie Jin, who was riding on the horse, turned his head to glance at the curtain that tightly blocked the beautiful scenery in the carriage. The moment he turned back, a smile flashed in his eyes.

But the beautiful scenery did not last long, as some blind things blocked their way.

The two carriages were immediately surrounded by guards. After Zhao Yao comforted the frightened Zhang Lanyin, he gave Zhao Xueying a few words and got off the carriage.

He wanted to see who was the one who was so reckless as to dare to stop the carriage of Marquis Xuanping!
Seeing the familiar figure next to Xie Jin, Zhao Shu's face turned pale. She pinched her fingers hard, telling herself to calm down.

My father has been to the battlefield!

Xie Jin turned his hand holding the hilt of the sword and rushed towards the enemy. He swung the sword from bottom to top, and the arm of the person in front of him flew out instantly.

Zhao Yao rushed forward immediately, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand and stroking the back of the sword with his left hand. With just this force, a big cut was made on the enemy's neck, and blood spurted out instantly.

Zhao Shu sat in the carriage and didn't dare to go out. Suddenly, she heard a woman's scream from behind. She lifted the curtain and looked back.

All the guards of the carriage at the back fell to the ground, and a ferocious-looking man lifted the curtain and dragged Zhao Xueying out.

Zhao Xueying held onto the carriage tightly and looked back at Zhang Lanyin in horror: "Mother! Mother, save me!"

Zhang Lanyin grabbed Zhao Xueying's hand with all her strength. Seeing that Zhao Xueying was about to be dragged out, Zhang Lanyin hurriedly took a step forward, knelt on the carriage, pulled the dark and strong hand, lowered her head and bit it.

"Ah!" the man cried out briefly.

The man let go of Zhao Xueying's hand and raised his hand to swing towards Zhang Lanyin.

Zhang Lanyin protected Zhao Xueying behind her with one hand and protected her abdomen with the other hand. She looked at the hand that was getting closer and closer to her with a pale face.

Suddenly, the man stopped moving and turned back angrily.

Zhao Shu held a silver hairpin tightly in both hands and thrust it forcefully into the man's back.

Zhao Shu saw the man turn his head and her hand holding the silver hairpin trembled constantly. She pushed hard again, and most of the silver hairpin was embedded in the man's back.

The man was enraged by Zhao Shu and slapped her with his left hand: "Bitch!"

"Bang" Zhao Shu fell to the ground, and the roaring sound in her ears made her eyes go blank for a moment.

The man pulled out the sword stuck in the carriage and walked towards Zhao Shu.

Zhang Lanyin hugged Zhao Xueying tightly, stroking her back again and again. She glanced to the side inadvertently and was stunned.

Zhao Shu lay weakly on the ground, the light from the sword under the scorching sun reflected in her eyes, stinging them so much. She turned her head towards the carriage, tears streaming down her eyes.

Zhao Shu stared blankly, then closed her eyes. She seemed to see the fear in the eyes of the man in the carriage who was holding his beloved daughter and trying to comfort her?

Is it an illusion? It must be an illusion. How could she look like that because of her?
The sword in the man's hand fell softly beside Zhao Shu's head, and then the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground rang in her ears.

Xie Jin drew his sword and strode towards Zhao Shu. He put the sword aside, knelt on one knee, put his arms around her neck and held her in his arms.

The familiar smell of the past few days surged into Zhao Shu's nose, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. "Don't be afraid," Xie Jin rested his chin on her head, "It's okay! It's okay!"

Sobbing sounds were heard, and Xie Jin's words seemed to give Zhao Shu a reason to vent. She clutched the clothes on his chest tightly and cried softly, crying so hard that her whole body trembled.

"I hurt!"

"Xie Jin, it hurts!"

Xie Jin looked down at her from head to toe in panic. He wanted to touch her but didn't dare to. "Where does it hurt? Where does it hurt?"

At the end, he was silent: "Be good, tell me where it hurts?"

Zhao Shu cried and shook her head: "I don't know, I don't know!"

Zhao Yao stopped walking towards this side and stared at the scene, with veins bulging on the hand holding the sword at his side.

Xie Jin understood immediately, raised his eyes and glanced coldly towards the carriage, then hugged the person in his arms tightly: "Be good, let's go see the doctor, after seeing the doctor, Shu'er will no longer feel any pain."

As he spoke, an invisible hand kept squeezing his heart, squeezing out all the air in his chest. He breathed with difficulty: "Be good, let's go see the doctor."

Everyone saw a tall and straight man holding a petite girl who was crying in his arms, walking steadily towards the carriage.

When Ah Ling saw that the girl was held by Master Xie, she quickly lifted the curtain and stepped aside to let the two of them in.

Zhang Lanyin withdrew her gaze expressionlessly and continued to comfort Zhao Xueying in her arms.

Zhao Xueying raised her head with tears in her eyes: "Mother, you are strangling me!"

Zhang Lanyin quickly loosened her grip, and pulled Zhao Xueying up and down with both hands, "Mother didn't mean it, are you hurt?" Then she hugged her into her arms and murmured, "Mother didn't mean it, mother didn't mean it."

Zhao Xueying raised her eyelids in confusion in Zhang Lanyin's arms. What happened to her mother?
Zhao Yao's back, which had not been bent for decades, was now weakly bent, and he looked as if he had aged several decades. In the carriage, Xie Jin held Zhao Shu sideways in his arms, raised his eyes and said to the two people opposite him in a hoarse voice: "I hope you will forgive me for the offense!"

It is against the rules for men and women to be in the same carriage, but the current situation is special and they can understand it.

Mianru turned around and tied up the curtain behind her with the curtain rope. Light poured in. Through the open windows, the bright light allowed people outside to see every corner of the carriage clearly.

Mian Ru: "Then it won't offend you."

Xie Jin glanced at her, then returned his gaze to Zhao Shu's face: "Thank you!"

Zhao Shu fell asleep while crying. She snuggled obediently in Xie Jin's chest, sobbing from time to time.

Seeing that she was asleep, Xie Jin looked up at the person opposite and whispered, "Can you come over and help her with the medicine?"

Mian Ru looked at the man who was stiff and didn't dare to move, and nodded: "Okay."

"The medicine is in the upper cabinet."

Mian Ru opened the drawer, took out the medicine, and squatted in front of Zhao Shu: "Where should I apply it?"

"On the face."

"it is good."

After pouring the medicine into the palm of his hand, he was about to apply it onto Zhao Shu's face.

Xie Jin said softly: "Be gentle."

Mianru looked up at him without saying anything. She put her palms on Zhao Shu's face and rubbed it gently.

After the medicine was administered, Mianru sat back, leaned her hands on the car window, and stared out blankly.

The carriage stopped in front of an inn. Xie Jin got off the carriage holding Zhao Shu. When Zhao Yao saw this, he raised his hand to take her over.

Xie Jin didn't stop and walked straight past him.

Ah Ling stood there and looked at Zhao Yao awkwardly. Finally, she gave him an awkward smile and caught up with Xie Jin.

Her girl is still in the hands of Prince Xie!

Xie Jin put Zhao Shu on the bed, turned around and asked A Ling to take good care of her, then left.

It was okay for him to be a single man and a single woman in the same room, but not for Zhao Shu.

Zhao Shu woke up and lay listlessly on the bed, piecing together fragments of yesterday's events in her mind.

His hands suddenly slapped the quilt, and then quickly covered his head with the quilt. His legs kept rubbing against the quilt. From the outside, it looked like a cocoon that was constantly rolling.

After all her strength was exhausted, she stopped with rosy cheeks, messy temples, and gasping for breath.

Ah Ling walked in and placed the breakfast in her hand on the table.

Ah Ling lifted the quilt under her hand, and when she looked down, she saw her girl looking at her with a pair of big dark eyes.

Zhao Shu mechanically got up, put on her shoes and clothes, washed up, sat down at the table, picked up the steamed bun and bit it occasionally.

After finishing half of the bun, Zhao Shu realized something was wrong. She turned back while biting the bun and said vaguely, "A Ling, don't you want to come over and eat?"

Zhao Shu looked at the person beside the bed who was still motionless: "A Ling?"

Ah Ling: "Ah? Oh, I'll be right there."

Zhao Shu lowered her head and bit her bun: "Did anything happen yesterday?"

Ah Ling: "No, apart from encountering bandits, nothing else happened."

"you sure?"

Ah Ling nodded doubtfully: "Yes."

"Why are you asking this, girl?"

"nothing!"

"Oh."

After finishing breakfast, the guards came to tell them that it was time to set off. Zhao Shu and the other two picked up their luggage and followed the guards downstairs.

When she reached the last step, Zhao Shu looked up and saw Xie Jin standing at the door of the inn. She quietly switched seats with Ah Ling.
When passing by Xie Jin, Mianru and A Ling said at the same time: "Thank you, Master/Thank you, Prince."

Xie Jin nodded and turned his gaze to the side: "Did you sleep well last night?"

No one answered. A Ling and Mian Ru both turned their eyes to Zhao Shu.

Under the pressure of three gazes, Zhao Shu had to raise her head and bow: "Have a good night's sleep."

Zhao Shu: "What about you?"

Xie Jin: "Me too."

The atmosphere fell into silence. After a while, Zhao Shu pointed at the carriage and said, "Shall we get on the carriage first?"

Xie Jin nodded: "Yeah."

(End of this chapter)