Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Huan Rongxing had barely finished speaking when his once powerful hands collapsed to the ground, his sleeves accidentally lifted up revealing several obvious whip marks.

That should be the punishment from Huan's father for Huan Rongxing's actions. No wonder at the end of the battle, he didn't even have the strength to break the hilt of Master Tao's sword and could only use his body to resist.

Qin Songyun pulled out the sword that had stabbed into Master Tao with all his strength, then knelt on the ground with slightly red eyes.

"Brother Huan."

Tears kept flowing out, and he cried as miserably as if his brother had died.

"Don't cry, there is still hope. I'll first remove the sword to stop his bleeding, and then take him to the pharmacy in town."

Mo Shixi wiped away the tears in his eyes, carefully checked Huan Rongxing's condition, and gave orders calmly.

"Miss Ruan, do me a favor."

Qin Songyun and Ruan Jiaxin followed her instructions and finally stabilized Huan Rongxing's injuries.

……

Huan Rongxing seemed to be in a thick fog. Although it was not pitch black, he still could not see anything in front of him.

He stretched out his hands, and they seemed to melt into the mist.

"Where is this?"

Huan Rongxing talked to himself and began to think about what happened before.

After promising Shi Xi to let her go, he returned to Huan Mansion that same day and explained the cause of the incident one by one.

Qin Songyun and Ruan Jiaxin were in disbelief and extremely disappointed with their trusted and upright elder brother, but Miss Mo was innocent, so they readily agreed to Huan Rongxing's commission.

Afterwards, he confessed his crime to his parents.

Huanfu had guarded the city for decades and was a man of integrity. Even though it was his own son who made the mistake, he did not show any mercy.

"You betrayed the grace of saving my life and raped a good girl. Did your family throw away all the education they gave you for more than ten years?"

Father Huan had never lost his temper so much before, and he punished Huan Rongxing harshly:

"First, you must kneel in the ancestral temple for two days and two nights, and then you will be flogged eighty times."

It wasn't that Huan Rongxing didn't want to visit him secretly when Mo Shixi was recuperating, but he was still lying in bed recuperating from his injuries, and many times he almost couldn't recover.

According to the doctor, his injuries would not fully heal without two or three months of treatment.

But Huan Rongxing was thinking of his master Xi. People who practiced martial arts had good physical fitness. After resting for nearly twenty days, he was able to move.

As soon as he could get out of bed, he mounted his horse and galloped all the way, chasing after Mo Shixi.

The carriage driven by Qin Songyun was not fast, and Huan Rongxing caught up with him, but his old illness flared up during the journey, which made him a step slower in this assassination.

"Yes, assassination. How is Shi Xi?"

Huan Rongxing suddenly became alert when he thought of this. He ignored the thick fog outside and kept looking for a way out.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a beam of light pierced his eyes.

"Brother Huan, are you awake?"

Sitting next to him and watching over him was Ruan Jiaxin. She was very surprised to see Huan Rongxing open his eyes.

Huan Rongxing was a little disappointed, coughed a few times, and asked:

"Are you all okay? Where's Shi Xi? Why... isn't she here?"

Ruan Jiaxin couldn't help but roll her eyes. How come she didn't know before that Brother Huan was a man who put love above everything else.

He is a patient, just be patient.

Ruan Jiaxin persuaded herself and comforted him softly:

"Miss Mo took your pulse and said that your injuries are fine and you just need to rest for a while. So she went back to the mountain, and Songyun followed to ensure her safety."

Doesn't she want to meet me?

Huan Rongxing felt a little bitter in his heart. He closed his eyes tightly to suppress the emotions in his heart and continued to ask Ruan Jiaxin about his situation after he fell into a coma.

The situation was neither good nor bad, but Shi Xi was soft-hearted. Not only did he save him again, he also stayed to make medicine and take care of him for ten days.

But as soon as she confirmed that he was fine, she left without any hesitation.

"Let's get well first."

Huan Rongxing persuaded himself in his heart.

……

half year later.

"boom."

There was a sound of something heavy hitting the ground in the yard.

Mo Shixi pushed open the door and easily saw several piles of chopped firewood in the corner near the inner side of the courtyard wall.

The firewood fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust and becoming scattered.

Mo Shixi knew exactly who had done this, but he pretended to be ignorant and sorted the firewood and piled it in the small space next to the kitchen.

The firewood there was neatly arranged, which made people feel happy when looking at it.

After putting away the "fallen" firewood, Mo Shixi's hands were covered with a lot of dust, and she walked straight to the water tank.

The water jar that was used up yesterday was now filled with clear stream water. Mo Shixi scooped a spoonful of water to wash off the dust on his face and hands.

I got up early today because it was time to go to town to sell medicinal herbs and buy supplies.

The door opened, and an exquisite bamboo basket was placed on the ground, with the tempting aroma of food wafting out from it.

Mo Shixi finally paused, sighed softly, and took out the sauce-flavored meat buns wrapped in oil paper from the bamboo basket.

This has been happening repeatedly since five months ago.

Chopped firewood, full water jars, and three meals a day.

She wanted to refuse, but she had never met that person.

"You hid really well."

Mo Shixi puffed up her cheeks slightly, feeling a little angry and helpless, but she could only vent her anger on the fragrant breakfast.

With a bite of meat bun and a sip of fresh hot soy milk in a bamboo tube, she soon filled her stomach.

Don’t let the benefits you get for free go to waste.

After resting for a while, Mo Shixi walked down the mountain.

He got up early in the morning, had breakfast and was so excited that he forgot to bring the sachet to repel mosquitoes, rats and ants.

"Shh."

Before she noticed, one, no, two half snakes with bright patterns fell from the tree to the ground not far in front of her.

At the same time, a familiar figure appeared.

As if realizing that his whereabouts had been exposed, the figure froze and wanted to leave.

"Huan Rongxing."

Mo Shixi called him.

The usually steady man was now like a child who had done something wrong, panicking: "I... I'm just worried about your safety."

"Have you recovered from your injury?"

Mo Shixi did not continue his words, but instead brought up an unrelated topic.

"Okay... okay."

"Where are Brother Qin and Miss Ruan? Are they okay?"

"They separated from me half a year ago. They should be going back to their hometown."

"Okay, I get it now."

Mo Shixi didn't say anything else. He continued walking down the mountain as if he couldn't see the person in front of him.

Huan Rongxing was a little confused and didn't know what to do now.

He wanted to stay with Shi Xi and look at her greedily for a few more times;

But he was afraid of angering others and being driven away by Mo Shixi with unpleasant words.

Being able to speak as calmly as he is now is something he couldn't imagine.

The eight-foot-tall man stood there at a loss, staring at the gradually shrinking figure with a sad and greedy expression.

"Not following?"

The not-so-small sound was as deafening as thunder. Huan Rongxing stood there in a daze, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears.

Mo Shixi didn't look back, but stopped where he was.

"coming!"

Endless joy surged in his heart, and Huan Rongxing followed the graceful figure not far away at a distance of three steps.

Like a vicious dog guarding its master.

Because having made a mistake once, I would rather hurt myself than make the same mistake again.

Always loyal, waiting for the master's forgiveness.

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