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When Ye Xiaohan entered again, Murong Xi had already adjusted his emotions and continued to face them coldly.
"Why the long face? Don't you remember me?" Ye Xiaohan sensed his obvious rejection and smiled, pointing to himself. "We met before, in the mountains outside of town. You saved me from some thugs. Do you remember?"
Murong Xi did not expect this response. He carefully scrutinized Ye Xiaohan's face but found it hard to recall, as so much time had passed and he hadn't paid much attention to others' appearances back then.
Moreover, at that time, Ye Xiaohan had been ragged and in a pitiful state, completely unlike the confident person standing before him now.
However, there was a faint familiarity in the aura that Ye Xiaohan exuded, something that Murong Xi could sense.
Fearing that he might not believe her, Ye Xiaohan recounted the events of that night. These were things only the two of them knew; Murong Xi was certain no one else alive would know.
"It was you." Murong Xi breathed a slight sigh of relief. Ye Xiaohan hadn’t abandoned him to escape alone; instead, even when she was on the verge of collapse herself, she had dragged him to safety in a cave.
When he woke up, there were clear signs that he had been treated. If she had wanted to harm him, she could have simply left him be.
Yet this was still not enough to put him completely at ease. People's hearts could change; just because she hadn’t wanted to hurt him before didn’t mean she would always be friendly toward him.
He hadn’t missed how Ye Xiaohan referred to him as "Six Young Master." It seemed she was fully aware of his identity; Murong was a royal surname. Was this an attempt at avoidance? However, since she had directly revealed her ranking, it meant she had no intention of hiding this fact any longer.
Ye Xiaohan looked at Murong Xi with anticipation, but he did not react particularly; his expression remained blank as if he hadn’t recalled anything.
She felt a bit disappointed, but it wasn’t a significant matter. Soon enough, Ye Xiaohan brushed off that disappointment.
"You need to take off your clothes. It looks like your wound has reopened and needs new medicine." Ye Xiaohan walked over to a corner of the room and retrieved some medicine from the cabinet.
Murong Xi remained motionless, coldly observing everyone around.
Ye Xiaohan, not wanting to wait any longer, spoke up with some displeasure, "What are you being so shy about? Are you afraid we might harm you? If we wanted to do that, we wouldn't wait until you woke up; it would be much easier to strike while you were asleep."
Though the words were somewhat harsh, they were undeniably true. Murong Xi's gaze flickered for a moment, and the chill in his eyes lessened slightly.
Ye Xiaohan stepped forward a half-step and smiled, "Don't worry, we're not bad people. You saved me last time, so this time it's my turn to save you. That way, we're even. For now, just rest here and recover. I'm a doctor, and while I may not have many opportunities to show my skills right now, I can at least treat your injuries."
"That's right!" Six Seven chimed in enthusiastically from the side, "Brother, my sister-in-law is amazing! She can do anything. With just a wave of her hand, she'll heal your wounds, and you won't feel any pain anymore!"
Ye Xiaohan ruffled Six Seven's braids with satisfaction and praised her, "Great! Our Seven is already promoting our services! That's wonderful."
"Hehehe." Six Seven touched her tousled hair, her braids all askew, but she didn't mind at all. It was Six Yang who couldn't stand it and pulled her over to tidy her up again.
Murong Xi watched this family before him. There were no grand ceremonies or particularly valuable gifts exchanged, yet the intimacy flowing between them was palpable.
His expression dimmed slightly; he no longer resisted as fiercely as before and reluctantly accepted the treatment.
Ye Xiaohan quickly finished tending to the wounds. She had to admit that Murong Xi's physical condition was quite good; his previous injuries had already begun to heal. It was no wonder he could survive such an inhumane life.
After checking everything, Ye Xiaohan busied herself with other tasks. She intended to expand their current operations and needed to make ample preparations.
"Six Yang, Seven, I'm heading out," Ye Xiaohan instructed. "I'll leave the house in your care. Take good care of Miss Luo and Six Young Master. If anything comes up, just call for me."
The siblings of the Six family responded in unison, "Got it! Safe travels, Sister-in-law!"
After sending off Ye Xiaohan, only the two house guardians remained at home. Luo Jingxian had also been feeling unwell lately, suffering from frequent headaches. Now, with Murong Xi lying in bed unable to move, taking care of them was both a demanding and challenging task.
Especially since both of them held special identities, Ye Xiaohan dared not hire anyone from outside to look after them; if something went wrong, it would be a significant loss.
It was safer to take the time and effort to care for them herself. She felt that Liu Yang had been spending too much time helping out at the tavern, which wasn’t a proper way for a child to spend his time. Education was essential, so she decided that Liu Yang should spend most of his time studying.
It was only due to Liu Yang's strong insistence that he managed to negotiate two hours every couple of periods to help out at the tavern. This was because Ye Xiaohan believed that real-world work experience could provide him with knowledge that theory alone could not offer.
“Qii, I’m going to check on Miss Luo. You take care of Liu Gongzi over there. Can you manage?” Liu Yang assigned the tasks, and they split up for efficiency.
Qii nodded vigorously. “I can do it! Sister-in-law told me to let Brother lie down. I’ll go see if he’s lying comfortably.”
“Do you think everyone is like you, sleeping so restlessly that they might fall out of bed in the middle of the night?” Liu Yang teased, recalling Qii's embarrassing moment, which led to Qii playfully tackling him.
Liu Yang lifted Qii up and pointed in the direction they needed to go. “Get ready and run! Let’s see who gets there first; whoever is slow will be the turtle!”
“I’m not a turtle!” Qii protested loudly, her eyes sparkling as she focused ahead, waiting for Liu Yang’s command to dash off.
However, unaware of the treachery lurking in hearts, Qii didn’t notice that Liu Yang had already sneaked ahead and covered quite a distance before calling out, “Start!”
“Huh?” Qii sensed something was off; why did it sound like his voice was coming from far away? Turning around, she saw Liu Yang running while looking back at her with exaggerated laughter.
“Second Brother is being sneaky again, even tricking a child!” Qii shouted angrily at Liu Yang. “Big liar! Just wait until I catch up!”
Despite her anger, Qii continued with the race, running toward Murong Xi's room.
Murong Xi lay in bed, unable to sleep. He had been in bed for a long time, but sleep eluded him. The pain from his wounds kept him awake, making it difficult to find rest.
He gazed at the bed curtains, which were embroidered with images of Grasshoppers and Sparrows. They were simple yet vivid, and in his imagination, he could almost hear the soft rustling of the grass as the insects moved about, accompanied by their occasional chirps.
The clear chirping of the birds made him feel as if he were in a serene afternoon, with dappled shadows creating a unique charm.
Murong Xi felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him; it had been so long since he had experienced such peaceful days. For several years, he had been forced to scurry like a rat that everyone wanted to catch, unable to emerge openly from the dark.
Even basking quietly in the sun had become an unattainable luxury.
Just then, a series of light footsteps outside interrupted his reverie.
The sound was faint, with short intervals between each step, accompanied by hurried breaths. Was it that child again? Why was she running so fast?
Before he could ponder further, the footsteps stopped outside his door. The door slowly creaked open, and Liu Qi walked in, her face scrunched up like a steamed bun.
“Bad Second Brother! When Sister-in-law comes back, I’m going to tell her and let her scold you!” Liu Qi panted as she spoke, still remembering how Liu Yang had deceived her.
However, upon seeing Murong Xi, she quickly dismissed thoughts of that annoying Second Brother from her mind.
“Handsome brother, why are you still awake?” Liu Qi waved her hands repeatedly. “Sister-in-law is back; you need to rest well and get plenty of sleep so you can recover quickly!”
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