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She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space-Chapter 140 - : No More Talk of Tigers and Wolves!
Chapter 140 -140: No More Talk of Tigers and Wolves!
Jie Chen approached and looked at the wooden cart Xiang Ying was pulling, which was bound with ropes and stacked like a small mountain of boots.
He reached out and touched them, finding them all to be felt-lined Snow Mountain Boots.
“How did you get these?” Jie Chen asked, his thin eyes steeped with the chill of the night.
At the same time, he sized up Xiang Ying, as if he suspected she had gained some advantage in exchange for these items.
The murderous intent trickling in his eyes seemed almost ready to burst forth.
Only when Xiang Ying answered with a bright and benevolent smile did his attitude change, “Mr. Li gave them to me as a reward for curing his illness.”
The cold spreading in Jie Chen’s eyes abruptly ceased, and his thumb quietly slipped away from the sword hilt.
“He can give you things?”
From their few encounters, Jie Chen knew just how stingy this Mr. Li could be.
He had to use both carrot and stick to get Mr. Li to cough up a hundred and fifty cotton garments.
Still, Mr. Li made him scrounge up five carts of grain and fodder as a trade.
Yet Xiang Ying came empty-handed and left fully loaded.
Xiang Ying’s red lips presented a smile: “I had no choice; who asked for my great capabilities? But just to be clear, there are only a hundred pairs here. When it’s time to distribute them, you’re not allowed to interfere.”
Her phoenix eyes showed a fox-like wariness, prompting Jie Chen to snort with laughter, “Give them to whomever you like, I won’t interfere.”
However, Xiang Ying suddenly leaned on his shoulder, “I’ll give the first pair to you. If you freeze climbing Snow Mountain, how am I supposed to feel?”
Jie Chen’s ears suddenly reddened, and he immediately pushed Xiang Ying away, “Stop that nonsense!”
How could she act like this again…
Clearing his throat, Jie Chen turned to look at Lady and Xiang Qianqian, mother and daughter, who were completely stunned.
“Right,” he remembered the business at hand, “Mr. Li proposed to see them. Do you know why?”
During the days when Jie Chen was not in the camp, he left everything to Supervisor Ke to handle, and now he had returned to such a mess.
Xiang Ying glanced at the mother and daughter.
She sneered: “It’s nothing much. Out of malice, they obtained a prescription from somewhere and deceived Zhao Yushi with it, claiming it could cure diarrhea and vomiting.”
“Foolish Zhao Yushi believed it to be true and used it to treat Mr. Li, but instead, it nearly killed his little son. Mr. Li himself almost died from that dose of medicine.”
Upon hearing this, Xiang Qianqian had an epiphany, and angrily said, “So, you tattled to Mr. Li, framing us for giving Zhao Yushi the prescription?”
Lady followed by berating, “Xiang Ying, what evidence do you have that it was given by us? Do you still intend to bully others and be so arrogant outside the palace!”
As they scolded Xiang Ying, Jie Chen naturally felt unhappy. His eyebrows furrowed, and his gaze turned colder.
Yet, Xiang Ying just chuckled, her phoenix eyes shimmering with dark radiance.
“I didn’t have to tattle. Mr. Li simply tortured Zhao Yushi until she confessed. As for you two, fend for yourselves.”
Xiang Ying turned and pulled Jie Chen to leave.
Xiang Qianqian’s face paled, she called out hastily to Jie Chen.
“Vice General!” She approached Jie Chen, her eyes brimming with tears, “If you leave, what will happen to my mother and me when Mr. Li vents his anger on us?”
Xiang Qianqian guessed, since Jie Chen had followed them, he wouldn’t remain indifferent.
However, Jie Chen had indeed come with such intentions.
But he was mainly there to retrieve Xiang Ying, and incidentally, to find out what Mr. Li was up to, so as not to delay the progress of the Exile Team.
Now that Xiang Ying was unharmed, he had no desire to wade into murky waters.
“If the prescription was truly given to Zhao Yushi by you, and she used it to treat Mr. Li, then you two should pay the due price.”
Having said this, it was Jie Chen’s turn to grab Xiang Ying’s hand and help her onto his horse.
Xiang Ying looked back and stuck her tongue out at Xiang Qianqian.
“Bye-bye.”
The wicked should indeed grind the wicked.
Xiang Ying didn’t feel a shred of sympathy for them.
Jie Chen tied the wooden cart behind the horse and then mounted the horse behind Xiang Ying.
With a light chuckle, the horse galloped away.
Lady Shu and Xiang Qianqian exchanged a glance, both sensing more bad omens than good.
The steward emerged from within, urging with a sinister tone, “Hurry up and leave, do you expect the master to come out and invite you personally?”
Lady Shu pushed Xiang Qianqian to the front.
Xiang Qianqian tried to hide behind Lady Shu, only to find Lady Shu pushing her firmly.
“Mother, I’m scared…”
“Qianqian, don’t be afraid, your mother is right behind you.”
The mother and daughter braced themselves and entered the mansion.
On Xiang Ying’s end, on the way back, the night sky was sparsely dotted with stars.
The clip-clop of horse hooves and the rolling wheels pressed against the flat, muddy mountain road.
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Xiang Ying leaned completely relaxed against Jie Chen’s chest, but he kept straightening her up.
Jie Chen’s cold voice reached her ears, “If you keep being so improper, you’ll sit in the trailing cart behind.”
Xiang Ying looked back, in the night light, her pretty face was pale and rosy, like a newly-bloomed hibiscus.
“Jie Chen, you can’t be so petty. I didn’t even get to sit or drink anything at Mr. Li’s, my legs were about to lose feeling, just let me lean on you for a bit.”
Jie Chen looked down, saw her blinking her phoenix eyes with an innocent look.
Even though he didn’t know if what Xiang Ying was saying was true or false, Jie Chen still decided to compromise with a sigh, “Lean on then.”
Xiang Ying got her wish and lay in his strong embrace.
Comfy~
“Tao Xue told me that you also tricked Zhao Yushi, saying sheep dung could cure illness, and she really took it with her.”
“Yeah, I brought some too,” Xiang Ying said calmly and confidently, “and she only took a little bit, but I managed to persuade Mr. Li to eat a whole pound.”
Jie Chen imagined this scene, and even his usually unemotional eyebrows relaxed.
The Mr. Li that fell into her hands must have had a tough time.
He was worried Xiang Ying would be bullied, but it seems he overthought it.
“You tricked Mr. Li into eating sheep dung, that’s also wrong.”
“How is it wrong? I admit that sheep dung doesn’t actually help his sickness, but it can induce a vomiting reaction, which combined with my anti-parasitic medicine, attacks on both fronts. Without that pound of sheep dung, how could he have vomited out the parasites?”
Especially for someone like Mr. Li, with roundworms and parasites co-existing in his stomach, that’s even more dangerous.
Jie Chen raised an eyebrow, “You sure are self-righteous.”
Xiang Ying narrowed her eyes, smiling coldly.
“He owes me for what he’s done, having killed so many people in Xizhou, making him eat dung is already giving him face.”
Speaking of which, it was also because of the change of her inner core.
Xiang Ying was not the original owner; although she inherited the memories, she did not inherit the original host’s emotional attachments and feelings for the homeland.
To Xiang Ying, Xizhou and Nanyue were no different.
But Xiang Ying hated those who disrupted peace with slaughter, hated seeing the innocents dying in vain.
After she finished speaking, Jie Chen fell silent.
Who knows what he was thinking.
After a while, his voice suddenly rose, tinged with a hint of anger.
“You don’t want your hand anymore?”
Xiang Ying thought he was distracted, so behind his back, she secretly rubbed his abs a couple of times.
Damn, caught so quickly.
She clicked her tongue, “One meter eight with abs, such a pity not to have a wife, what’s wrong with me touching them, I’m not touching for free, I do care about you.”
Jie Chen’s large hand covered her mouth in one swift motion.
He couldn’t listen anymore.
Such words of seduction, spoken so rhythmically too.
“Shut up!” Jie Chen, enduring the burning heat in his ears, rebuked sternly.