Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Dust billowed along the official road, and horses' hooves trampled the twilight along the way.

Xie Xiaoyi reined in the reins and glanced sideways at Shen Xinyu beside him.

The girl's hand holding the reins trembled slightly, and her clothes slipped down her shoulder, revealing a patch of bruises.

"Sigh."

Xie Xiaoyi dismounted, his voice so calm it was devoid of emotion: "Rest for a while, your injury is an eyesore."

Shen Xinyu was taken aback, and subconsciously tightened her clothes, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"It's alright, Brother Xie. Let's get going. I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? Afraid your father will be heartbroken if he sees this?"

Xie Xiaoyi raised an eyebrow and walked straight up to her.

"It's getting dark, let's rest at the nearest inn for the night."

Shen Xinyu followed his gaze to the distance and indeed saw wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys, with a post station with green tiles and white walls hidden among the trees.

After a long day of running around, the aches and pains in her body had already made her unable to hold on any longer.

The two led their horses into the post station, and Xie Xiaoyi asked for two adjacent guest rooms.

After finishing his meal, he asked the restaurant to bring two buckets of hot water before taking his cloth bag and knocking on Shen Xinyu's door.

Shen Xinyu was sitting at the table, staring blankly at the sunset outside the window. When she heard the knock on the door, she quickly got up. When she saw it was him, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

"Brother Xie, you..."

"I'll heal your wounds."

Xie Xiaoyi pushed open the door and entered, placed the cloth bag on the table, and walked straight to the bedside to sit down.

"Take off your coat and sit down."

Shen Xinyu's face turned bright red instantly.

Although she was naive, she knew that it was inappropriate to take off her clothes in front of a man.

Even someone as handsome and dashing as Xie Mo wouldn't do.

She hesitated to make a move.

Seeing this, Xie Xiaoyi smirked and thought to himself:

What's there to be shy about!

Which part of your skin haven't I seen or touched?

"Don't worry, Miss Shen, it's fine to only show a little bit of your shoulders and back."

I studied under the renowned physician Hua Tianyi, and my only purpose was to heal the sick and save lives; I had no other intentions.

If you leave this bruise untreated, it might leave a scar. When you return to the Sword Sect and your father asks, what are you going to say?

These words struck a nerve with Shen Xinyu. After hesitating for a moment, she turned her back and slowly took off her outer garment.

Under the lamplight, the varying shades of bruises on her shoulders and back were striking and alarming.

Xie Xiaoyi felt guilty; he realized he was a bit abnormal.

He was clearly just picking flowers, and the girl was drugged and unconscious, so why was he being so rough and violent?

She owes all her "logo" outfit to him.

Before I transmigrated, I was a very proper person, so how did I end up like this?

Ok.

It must be Xie Xiaoyi's problem, it has nothing to do with Xie Mo.

Xie Xiaoyi took out silver needles from the cloth bag, and then pinched out a small packet of crushed herbs. The herbs had a faint fragrance and a slightly cool taste mixed with borneol.

He picked up a silver needle with his fingertips, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the needle pierced an acupoint on Shen Xinyu's shoulder.

Shen Xinyu trembled and let out a soft moan of pain.

Xie Xiaoyi's hand froze, and he almost couldn't help but feel a little aroused by her moan.

"Bear with it, it's to improve blood circulation and remove blood stasis, so it will be a little sore."

"Okay, I understand, Brother Xie. You can continue with the acupuncture."

Xie Xiaoyi didn't say anything more, but twisted and inserted the silver needles in his hand with precise technique.

While administering acupuncture, the crushed herbs were evenly applied to the deep purple bruises.

The slightly cool touch of the herbs relaxed Shen Xinyu's tense body a little.

She lay on the bed, smelling the fresh scent of herbs and the faint medicinal smell on Xie Xiaoyi, and suddenly felt at peace.

Shen Xinyu secretly turned her head and glimpsed Xie Xiaoyi with his eyes lowered and his expression focused. His handsome face was no less than that of his father, Shen Beiluo.

She's even more handsome than her father!

......

After a short while, Xie Xiaoyi put away the silver needles and gently wrapped the area where Shen Xinyu had applied the herbal medicine with a clean cloth.

"Okay, by tomorrow morning, most of these bruises will have faded."

Xie Xiaoyi packed the cloth bag, speaking casually.

"It's a bit cold at night, get some rest."

Shen Xinyu quickly pulled the blanket over herself, blushing as she thanked him, "Thank you, Brother Xie..."

He took advantage of the girl and even made her thank him; Xie Xiaoyi was thoroughly pleased.

"It was nothing, you should get some rest!"

After saying that, he closed the door behind him and went back to his room.

Xie Xiaoyi stroked his chin, thinking to himself:

"This Shen Xinyu is naive and easy to fool."

Once we enter the Heavenly Sword Sect and meet Murong Wei, it will likely be another good show.

The moonlight outside the window was alluring, and Xie Xiaoyi kept her eyes open to admire it until she couldn't stay awake any longer and finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, the two ate something and began to ride their horses.

After traveling for a while, the outline of a small town began to appear in the distance.

Xie Xiaoyi led the horse over and raised his chin: "Come on, I'll take you to buy some things."

Shen Xinyu was confused, but she still obediently followed.

Upon entering the town, Xie Xiaoyi turned into a clothing store, picked out a moon-white dress, and tossed it into Shen Xinyu's arms.

"Put them on."

"This..." Shen Xinyu held the garment, her cheeks burning hot. "Thank you, Brother Xie, you..."

"Your clothes are tattered and covered in bad luck from before."

When you return to the Heavenly Sword Sect, what do you plan to say if others ask?

Besides, if you change into clean clothes, it will make it seem like I, as your protector, am not just going through the motions.

What he didn't say was, "With your tattered clothes and bruises that haven't healed, if you really return to the Heavenly Sword Sect..."

Who knows how many questions it will attract? There's a risk that my identity might be exposed.

Shen Xinyu had no idea what he was thinking, and took it as his thoughtfulness. She blushed and ran into the back room of the clothing store.

When she came out after changing her clothes, Xie Xiaoyi couldn't help but take a second look.

The moon-white dress accentuated the girl's snow-white skin and delicate features, showing no trace of her disheveled appearance in the shady shop.

He nodded in satisfaction, paid the money, and then went to the snack shop on the street corner to buy two boxes of water chestnut cake, which he then handed to Shen Xinyu.

"Eat on the way, don't go hungry."

Holding the still-warm water chestnut cake, Shen Xinyu watched Xie Xiaoyi's retreating figure, and her heart inexplicably quickened.

This person sometimes looks roguish and always speaks with a nonchalant tone, but he is actually very meticulous.

He rescued her from dire straits at the shady inn, and patiently treated her injuries with silver needles and herbs at the post station.

They even went out of their way to buy her new clothes and snacks, afraid that she might suffer the slightest grievance.

Her father always said that the world was dangerous and people's hearts were unpredictable, but the Brother Xie she met was clearly a very good person.

If it weren't for him, I would probably have become fish on the chopping block of the shady shop long ago.

How could I possibly be alive to stand here, dressed in new clothes, holding a sweet water chestnut cake?

Such a reliable and good-looking person must be a rare chivalrous hero in the martial arts world.