Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xie Xiaoyi's injuries healed extremely slowly, so slowly that the paulownia leaves outside the medicine hut fell and new buds sprouted again.

He was finally able to lean against the wall and slowly walk out of the room filled with the smell of medicine.

Xie Xiaoyi didn't go anywhere else, but went straight to the bamboo forest behind the mountain.

Deep in the bamboo forest, a new blue stone tablet has been erected, with only seven characters engraved on it: "Tomb of the late Master Hua Tianyi".

Each stroke is Hua Lingshu's handwriting.

Xie Xiaoyi sat down in front of the grave, without bringing any offerings, only clutching the heartbreak grass that his master had tested him on during their first meeting.

I sat there for three days straight.

Hua Suwen would bring him food and water every day. Seeing him sitting there listlessly, she would not try to persuade him, but would simply put down the food box, sit with him silently for a while, and then leave quietly.

Three days later, Xie Xiaoyi did not leave.

He still stands guard at the grave, watching the sun rise in the east and set in the west during the day, and listening to the bamboo forest howling like weeping at night.

He stayed there, guarding the stone tablet until grass sprouted about an inch tall.

It wasn't until one morning, when the morning dew dampened Xie Xiaoyi's clothes, that Xie Xiaoyi slowly raised his head.

With low martial arts skills, one can only watch those around them suffer and can only use the foolish method of exchanging one life for another to fill the hole.

Master's golden core, Master's life, and those who almost perished under the black pearl...

If one possessed the ability to cleave eighteen black pearls with a single sword strike, why would one have come to this?

Xie Xiaoyi slowly stood up. His knees were stiff and aching, but he seemed to feel nothing.

"Junior brother."

Hua Suwen's voice came from behind.

She came over carrying a black outer robe and gently draped it over Xie Xiaoyi's shoulders.

"You've been guarding this place for a whole month," Hua Suwen said softly, with a sigh. "Spring has arrived."

Xie Xiaoyi slowly turned around without saying a word.

He looked at Hua Suwen's reddened eyes, and saw the heartache and worry in them.

The pent-up frustration, regret, and confusion that had accumulated throughout the winter suddenly found an outlet at this moment.

He suddenly reached out and pulled Hua Suwen into his arms tightly, with such force that it felt like he wanted to meld her into his body.

Before Hua Suwen could react, Xie Xiaoyi lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.

The kiss wasn't exactly gentle; it carried a hint of fierceness, a trembling quality, and a touch of the anxiety of something lost and then regained.

Hua Suwen froze for a moment as the tip of her tongue pried open her teeth.

But then she raised her hand and hugged Xie Xiaoyi's waist tightly, standing on tiptoe to respond to the belated kiss.

The wind rustled through the bamboo grove, carrying the fresh scent of spring grass, and gently imprinted the shadows of the two embracing figures onto the blue stone tablet.

Just then, the morning dew that had been clinging to the leaves of the heartbreak grass that Xie Xiaoyi was holding suddenly rolled off—

The drop landed precisely in the middle of the three characters "Hua Tianyi" on the stone tablet, leaving a small, moist crescent-shaped mark.

It seemed as if their master, who had been sleeping here for ages, was watching them with a smile, silently acknowledging their mutual dependence in this chaotic world.

The kiss grew deeper and deeper, Xie Xiaoyi's hands gripping the back of Hua Suwen's neck with an irresistible possessiveness.

The swirling motion of her tongue caused Hua Suwen to let out a groan.

"Mmm!"

The voice was soft and gentle, causing Xie Xiaoyi to abruptly stop in his tracks.

He could feel the person in his arms trembling.

I could feel her fingers tightening around my back.

The pent-up frustration and longing that had accumulated throughout the winter surged into a tide in this soft moan, but he forcefully suppressed it.

Xie Xiaoyi slowly stepped back, looking at Hua Suwen's slightly swollen lips. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he made up his mind:

"Senior sister, I want to learn swordsmanship."

Hua Suwen paused for a moment, then understood Xie Xiaoyi's thoughts. Looking at his upright posture, a layer of moisture welled up in her eyes, but she smiled and nodded.

"it is good."

He paused, as if remembering something, and then said, "Sect Leader Cui left behind a sentence before he left."

Xie Xiaoyi looked at her and raised an eyebrow in question.

"He said," Hua Suwen repeated, looking into Xie Xiaoyi's eyes, word by word:

"If any of Hua Tianyi's disciples wish to join the Kunlun Heavenly Sword Sect, Cui Juqing will open the mountain gates to them."

The wind swept through the bamboo forest, creating a rustling sound, like the master nodding.

Xie Xiaoyi gazed towards the distant mountains, clenching his fists.

Kunlun Heavenly Sword Sect?

From this day forward, what I will hold will no longer be herbs, but a sword.

......

The setting sun cast the shadows of the two people holding hands, which slowly sank back into the medical hut.

Hua Lingshu was chopping wood in front of the courtyard when he heard footsteps. He looked up, his gaze sweeping over Hua Suwen's slightly flushed cheeks before landing on Xie Xiaoyi's upright figure, a knowing glint in his eyes.

"Senior Brother," Xie Xiaoyi spoke first, "I've made up my mind. I want to go to the Kunlun Heavenly Sword Sect to learn swordsmanship."

Hua Lingshu paused for a moment, then brought the wood-chopping knife down heavily, splitting a section of paulownia wood in two.

"good.

My master always said that a person must have a goal in life!

Studying medicine to save lives is one goal, as is taking up the sword of justice.

"I'm going to cook." Hua Suwen walked into the dining room with a blush on her face.

She didn't know how she felt. She didn't want her junior brother to learn swordsmanship because she wanted to spend every day with him.

But seeing that Xie Xiaoyi had a goal in life and was no longer decadent, Hua Suwen couldn't help but feel secretly happy for him.

As night fell, several dishes of medicinal cuisine were laid out on the small table in the clinic.

It was black chicken soup personally stewed by Hua Suwen, with a sprinkle of goji berries and astragalus; the soup was clear and bright.

There were also two dishes of stir-fried wild vegetables and one dish of steamed yam, all of which are nourishing and invigorating.

The three sat around the table, saying little, listening to the chirping of insects outside the window as they slowly ate their meal.

Xie Xiaoyi suddenly remembered something.

"Senior sister, I have a package. Did you retrieve it after I was injured?"

"I brought it back, but I didn't open it. I just put it at the bottom of the closet in your room."

"Um."

After the meal, Xie Xiaoyi turned and went into his small room. A short while later, he came out carrying a heavy package.

He slammed the package down on the table with a "thud," startling the teacup on the table, which wobbled slightly.

Untying the coarse cloth rope revealed neatly stacked silver notes, along with several heavy gold and silver ingots.

"This is what we got when we passed by Shili Xiang and raided the hideout of that shady shop. In total, it's worth seven thousand three hundred taels of silver."

Xie Xiaoyi spoke calmly, reaching out to take out most of the silver notes and several gold ingots, pushing them in front of Hua Lingshu and Hua Suwen.

"This is about five thousand taels. Leave it to my senior brothers and sisters. Life at the medical hut is hard, so please take good care of yourselves."