The pretty widow is addicted to money, and the little wolfdog asks for a hug

Qi Yuanshuo suddenly turned over and lay on his side, grabbing the hand that was covering his mouth.

Gu Qinghuai tried to break free, but he held her even tighter.

His fingers were long and strong, and the thick calluses on his fingertips and palms were firmly embedded in the little hand, making it impossible for it to escape.

"Mother... Queen Mother," Qi Yuanshuo frowned, tears falling from his thick eyelashes.

He pulled the little hand into his arms and hugged it tightly, as if it was a life-saving straw in despair, a ray of warmth in the ice cave, and a hint of coolness in the scorching heat.

He needed its comfort so much.

Gu Qinghuai tried several times to pull his hand out but failed.

Forget it, let this hand be his mother for a while. After all, he is only a thirteen-year-old child. His mother was sentenced to death, his maternal grandfather was executed, his elder brother and nephew were exiled and suffered. He himself was all alone and wandering outside, and he was sick and kept talking nonsense. He was really pitiful.

There was no other way, Gu Qinghuai could only use one hand to help him change the wet sweat towel on his forehead.

After changing it five or six times, Gu Qinghuai used his hand to test the temperature of his forehead again.

It’s not that hot anymore. The fever has subsided.

Gu Qinghuai then breathed a sigh of relief, opened his mouth, yawned loudly, and planned to lie down on the edge of the bed and close his eyes for a while.

At some point, Qi Yuanshuo suddenly woke up.

The candlelight flickered, snoring was heard nearby, and a dark head was lying beside the bed.

Qi Yuanshuo blinked his eyes, and then blinked again, and saw clearly that the owner of the head was Gu Qinghuai, and his hands were still tightly holding the other person's hands.

Qi Yuanshuo's ears turned red instantly and he let go of Gu Qinghuai's hand.

Gu Qinghuai woke up, squinting his eyes, still looking like he hadn't woken up yet, and whispered happily: "Little Stone, are you awake?"

Qi Yuanshuo's cheeks were hot. He avoided her gaze and said in a muffled voice: "Sister Xiaohuai, why...why are you here?"

Gu Qinghuai glared at him and whispered, "You had a high fever last night, and your whole body was as hot as an iron. If I wasn't here, you would have... humph!"

Qi Yuanshuo then remembered that when he fell asleep last night, he felt dizzy and weak all over, and it turned out that he had a cold.

Gu Qinghuai just stayed with him all night like this?

Qi Yuanshuo looked at the pregnant woman in front of him, his heart warmed, and he said sincerely: "Thank you, Sister Xiaohuai."

"You still have some conscience," Gu Qinghuai smiled and raised his hand to test his temperature on his forehead again, "Well, the fever has gone down, but you still need to consolidate it. Come, drink this bowl of medicine. This is the antipyretic medicine I made."

Qi Yuanshuo hummed, still thinking about the feeling of Gu Qinghuai putting his hand on his forehead just now.

After Qi Yuanshuo finished drinking the medicine, Gu Qinghuai leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Little Stone, you sleep for a while. I'll go take a rest too. In the morning, I'll take you to find Mrs. Huang in Longyu Village and ask her about the child's body."

Gu Qinghuai could probably guess why Qi Yuanshuo needed the corpse of a young child.

He probably wanted to rescue his nephew Qi Zhengxuan by faking his death.

The night before yesterday, he must have gone to the exile place in Beilu County to visit his elder brother and nephew.

The conditions of the deposed crown prince and the crown prince's grandson must be extremely bad, otherwise Qi Yuanshuo would not be so anxious.

The reason for his illness was probably due to excessive anxiety, depression, and poor emotional control, coupled with a sleepless night the night before, which allowed the evil wind to enter his body and cause the illness.

Qi Yuanshuo's eyes lit up: "Okay, thank you, Sister Xiaohuai."

Gu Qinghuai stood up and rubbed his head vigorously, "Why thank you? You called me sister, so of course I have to protect you."

After saying that, he blew out the candle and went to sleep on the bed next door.

Qi Yuanshuo only felt his forehead and the top of his head were slightly hot, and the strange feeling lingered in his heart for a long time.

At the hour of Mao, the Meng family arrived on time.

Zhao Ying got up and told them that Xiao Shitou was sick with a high fever, and that they would have to wait until he recovered before starting martial arts training.

The Meng family said it was okay and told Xiao Shitou to take good care of himself. They would go home to have breakfast and then come to help make the adobe bricks.

Gu Qinghuai slept until almost noon before getting up.

Gu Qingshan was burning wood ash in the yard, Qingya and Qingmiao were cooking in the kitchen, Zhao Ying, Gu Qingsong and the Meng family were working together to make clay and adobe bricks.

Qi Yuanshuo also got up early. Seeing Zhao Ying and the Meng family making adobe bricks, he wanted to go over to help.

Zhao Ying refused to let him interfere and told him to go back to his room to rest and recuperate, otherwise she would be very angry.

Qi Yuanshuo had no choice but to lie back on the bed and stare at Gu's stupid father.

After lunch, Gu Qinghuai said he wanted to take Xiao Shitou to see a doctor. Zhao Ying and Gu Qingshan were very supportive and asked them to go quickly so as not to delay Xiao Shitou's treatment.

After the two walked out of the village, they turned into the road leading to Longyu Village.

Longyu Village is on the east side of Qingpo Village and requires climbing over a small hill.

When they walked into a secluded mountain path, Gu Qinghuai looked around and said to Qi Yuanshuo, "Little Stone, let's go over there and talk."

Qi Yuanshuo was slightly startled, then he followed.

Gu Qinghuai stopped beside a big tree, and Qi Yuanshuo stopped two meters away from her.

"Sister Xiaohuai, what do you want to talk about?" Qi Yuanshuo asked in a low voice.

Gu Qinghuai waved at him, "Come here, come closer."

When Qi Yuanshuo saw her doing this and her eyes staring at him, his ears suddenly turned red.

She is...

Although his older brother suddenly started to grow taller, he was still only thirteen years old!

Seeing Qi Yuanshuo standing still, Gu Qinghuai said coldly: "Little Stone, what I am talking about today concerns the lives of all of us. If you continue to be pretentious, I will yell at you."

Qi Yuanshuo's eyes flickered slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed across them.

It's about all our lives? What do you mean? Did she find out something?!

"Stop wasting time, come here quickly, get closer!" Gu Qinghuai was so angry that he wanted to jump up and hit him on the head.

What is this little kid who hasn't even grown all his hair thinking about all day long!

I treat you as a boy, but you treat you as a man?

Really served!

Qi Yuanshuo walked forward a few steps and stopped one step away from Gu Qinghuai.

His eyes were a little embarrassed, avoiding Gu Qinghuai's direct gaze, "What do you want to talk about?"

Gu Qinghuai pulled the corners of his mouth, gave a meaningful smile, and lowered his voice and said, "Little Stone, last night, when you had a fever, you said a lot of nonsense. I heard you call 'Mother'."

Qi Yuanshuo suddenly raised his eyes with murderous intent. Before Gu Qinghuai could react, Qi Yuanshuo had already pinned her against the tree behind him with his arm. At the same time, the cold blade was pressed against her neck.

For a moment, their eyes met and their breaths could be smelled.

Gu Qinghuai showed no fear at all. His clear almond-shaped eyes stared directly into Qi Yuanshuo's murderous and cold gaze.

As their eyes met, Qi Yuanshuo's grip on the knife gradually loosened, and the icy air in his sight weakened little by little.

His confidence in killing to silence the witness was weakened by the pair of almond-shaped eyes with sparkling light. At this moment, he was already at the end of his strength and had no deterrent power at all.