Yi Xin as a concubine

Chapter 141 Returning on a Snowy Night

"I can't sleep and want to go out for a walk. You sleep and I'll stay in the yard and won't go far." Xin Baoer replied.

Wei Yu didn't say anything, but stood up quickly and followed Xin Baoer silently.

Xin Baoer wanted to dissuade him, but she forgot about it when she opened the door and saw the scene outside. Cold air mixed with snowflakes blew in her face, and a thin layer of snow had already covered the ground. The starless and moonless night was brighter because of the snow.

"It's snowing!" Xin Baoer walked out while reaching out to take it, like a child who had been waiting for a toy for a long time and couldn't let it go.

Seeing how happy she was, Wei Yu couldn't bear to disturb her mood, so he quickly turned back into the house, took out a thick cloak, and trotted to catch up with the person who had already walked to the center of the yard.

"Put it on. You are weak. If you get sick, it will make the Madam and the others worry about you for no reason."

"Thank you, Ayu." Xin Baoer obeyed obediently and let Wei Yu wrap her tightly with a childish smile on her face.

The two sisters walked out of the yard one after the other and walked towards the gate.

Wei Yu did not remind the person who just said "I won't go far" but was getting farther and farther away from home. He just looked around more vigilantly.

After opening the door, Xin Baoer did not leave. She played with the snow for a while. Maybe she felt tired, so she pulled Wei Yu to sit casually on the high threshold.

Quietly watching the snow being blown down by a gust of wind onto the wild grass in the distance, and then being blown to pieces by the next gust of wind, until the naughty wind got tired of playing and slowly covered the wild grass, layer by layer.

"Go back, it's too cold." Wei Yu reminded softly, the voice seemed very gentle in the night, as if he was afraid that the voice was too loud and would scare the snow elves flying in the sky.

Xin Baoer nodded, lowered her head and blew on her hands. They were indeed cold.

The first snow is undoubtedly romantic and beautiful in the eyes of people like her who have clothes to wear and houses to live in, but it is deadly to those who are naked and struggling to survive.

Alas, he stood up with a sigh, and just as he was about to turn around, his steps suddenly stopped.

A dark shadow in the distance was rapidly approaching them, and each step was accompanied by a squeaking sound on the snow. In the quiet night, it seemed abrupt yet calm.

Before Xin Baoer could see clearly, the person had already approached.

The man's eyes were still gentle, but he looked a little tired and pale, perhaps because he was too exhausted from the long journey or for other reasons. He was wearing a thick black fur coat, which contrasted sharply with the snow on his hood and shoulders. The clear distinction between black and white made the man's figure look more three-dimensional and majestic.

What a beautiful picture of “Returning Home on a Snowy Night”!

"I'm back." The man's voice was low and hoarse, revealing a hint of weakness.

I returned home at night, thinking that I would see only a cold bed, cold fur coat, and injuries and exhaustion all over my body. However, I didn't expect that the little girl I had been thinking about was waiting for me in the wind and snow. The moment I saw her, the running around and fatigue of the past few days disappeared, and the biting wind and snow became gentle and romantic.

The tenderness and attachment in the man's eyes and Zhao Xian's words during the day alternately circled in her mind. Xin Baoer stood there, staring at the man's face, speechless for a long time.

Chu Xingchen couldn't figure out what the little girl was thinking. He couldn't suppress his emotions when they met again after a long separation. He took a quick step over and suddenly pulled the little girl into his arms, carefully closing his arms as if he was collecting a lost treasure.

Seeing this, Wei Yu silently retreated back into the courtyard and guarded from afar this beautiful scene in the evening breeze and flying snow.

"Chu Xingchen, Second Master, what's wrong with you? Wake up, don't sleep, Chu Xingchen."

Wei Yu was admiring the beauty and the view, but was interrupted by Xin Baoer's sudden panic, and he quickly ran over to check.

The closer they got, the stronger the smell of blood became. Wei Yu couldn't help but frowned, "Bao'er, don't panic. The Second Master might be injured. Let's help him back first."

Wangchuan flew over from some corner, and together with Wei Yu, they carried Chu Xingchen from the left and right and sent him back to the room.

The room was suddenly brightly lit, and without caring about the difference between men and women, Xin Baoer took over and deftly took off the man's cloak, revealing the black clothes underneath. His chest, waist and abdomen were all wet to varying degrees.

"Ayu, go back and get the medicine. Ask Lancao to prepare water. Try to be as quiet as possible. Huang Ji, be alert. Wangchuan, come and help me."

Xin Baoer undressed Chu Xingchen's coat while giving quick instructions.

The three of them obeyed the order and started to move.

"Jiuyou, how did those bastards in Huangquan take care of me? How could they let me come back alone with injuries?" Wangchuan cursed almost with gritted teeth.

Xin Baoer's brows were also tightly knitted. How could this man be so patient? The area near his left shoulder to his chest was bloody and flesh was everywhere. Apart from a simple bandage with a cloth strip to stop the bleeding, there was no treatment at all. The wound between his waist and abdomen was better, with no damage to his internal organs, but the bandage was too rough and did not stop the bleeding at all.

"Baoer, I've got the medicine."

"Girl, water."

Wei Yu and Lan Cao came over almost at the same time, and Xin Baoer nodded to them.

"Wangchuan, I'll clean the wound, you prepare to sew it, and give me the wine." Xin Baoer ordered without even raising her head.

The five people cooperated well. Basins of bloody water were brought out by Lancao and poured out far away by Huang Ji. Pieces of bloodstained gauze were sorted out by Wei Yu and stuffed into the stove of the kang. Wangchuan cursed while quickly threading the needle and sewed up Chu Xingchen's wound, and Xin Baoer followed with medicine and bandage.

Without anesthesia, the unconscious Chu Xingchen was awakened by the pain again and again, but he subconsciously clenched his teeth to prevent himself from making too much noise. By the time all the wounds were treated, his whole body was wet.

In less than two quarters of an hour, his wounds were healed by several people, and his clothes that were wet with blood and sweat were changed and burned. He lay down on the bed refreshed. His frowning brows and tense muscles relaxed, and he fell into coma again.

"How could the Second Master be injured so badly? Doesn't he have guards outside?" Xin Baoer looked at Wang Chuan with dissatisfaction, her voice cold.

Wangchuan felt so wronged. He had been at home all the time, so how could he know what was going on outside? However, he did not dare to refute his master. He lowered his head silently, trying his best to reduce his presence, so as not to be affected by Madam Xin's anger. That would be too unfair to him.

Xin Baoer didn't know what her mood was at the moment. The moment he hugged her, she felt both surprised and relieved; seeing him unconscious in her arms, she felt panic-stricken and anxious; seeing his bloody wounds, she felt both distressed and angry; now seeing him lying there lifeless, she felt indescribably blocked in her heart.

Xin Baoer: "Okay, you all go down and have a rest, I'll watch over here."

Lancao wanted to give some advice. After all, her daughter had been in poor health and she herself needed someone to take care of her. How could she ignore her own health and take care of others?

But before she could take a step forward, Wei Yu, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, pulled her out. Wangchuan and Huangji looked at each other and ran away quickly.

Xin Baoer stared at the man on the bed without blinking, and ignored the people who left.

The snow was still falling outside. Because there was a kang in the house, Xin Baoer was staying by the kang. After the tension and busyness, the warm environment made her a little drowsy.

When Chu Xingchen woke up, he was awakened by thirst. He moved his arm but did not pull it. Instead, he startled the girl who had fallen asleep while holding his arm.

"Well, you're awake, are you feeling unwell?"

Xin Baoer was dazed, her actions preceded her consciousness. She raised her hand and touched the man's forehead, "It's not hot, it seems he doesn't have a fever."

He retracted his arm, pulled Chu Xingchen's arm over again, adjusted his posture, and lay down again while hugging his arm, looking like he was very sleepy and didn't want to be disturbed.

Chu Xingchen watched Xin Baoer's unconscious movements quietly throughout the whole process, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, obviously in a good mood.

However, at this moment, the little girl, who was thought to have fallen asleep again, suddenly sat up straight, with sleepy and confused eyes, and her gaze met the man's.

"Now that you're awake, do you want to come up and sleep? This kang bed is quite big."

Chu Xingchen was the one who reacted quickly. He came to his senses quickly and asked preemptively.

Xin Baoer rubbed her eyes and finally became a little more awake. She moved her numb legs, stood up and poured a glass of water for Chu Xingchen.

"Why are you awake? Are you feeling unwell? Drink some water first. I'll arrange for a doctor to come and see you later."