Female lord, what should I do if there are too many peach blossoms?

Huangfu Yuesheng's calm face turned serious. "Besides you, where are our people? Where are they?"

"Still nearby."

"Okay, after you recover from your injury, we will leave here." Huangfu Yuesheng lowered his voice.

Fang Shao stood outside the door, listening to their voices getting quieter and quieter. She clenched her fingers and turned to go to the pharmacy to grind the medicine powder.

It was the first time he saw Xiaoshu happy.

Her friend found her and will probably leave soon.

Xiaoshu has always been very quiet in front of him, sometimes sitting on a stool watching the sunset. Her temperament reveals a sense of maturity, as if she has experienced countless hardships. Now she shows her childish side in front of this strange man. Fang Shao feels lost.

She was found by her friends and should be going home. This should be something to be happy about. Why did she feel reluctant to leave?

Fang Shao ignored the strange feeling and gripped the stone pestle tightly with her fingers to grind the medicine powder.

Huangfu Yuesheng brought a bowl of hot porridge with some pickles sprinkled on it.

Yueying stared at the bowl of porridge for a long time, her eyes reddened, "Master, you have had such a hard time these past few days."

"No, no, I still have meat to eat."

Huangfu Yuesheng urged, "Eat quickly, it's time to rest after eating."

It was still drizzling outside, and the wind brought a chill wherever it blew.

The roof was leaking, and Huangfu Yuesheng couldn't sleep well because the rain kept dripping onto the head of her bed.

Before daybreak she found a ladder and climbed onto the roof.

Yueying has sensitive hearing. As soon as he hears any movement on the roof, he immediately opens his eyes and stares upward vigilantly.

Then, there was a "thump" sound from outside, and a low cry: "Oh my..."

Yueying quickly came out of the door and saw her master holding his butt and limping along, dragging the ladder.

There was a large wet area on the master's buttocks, and it was stained with dirty mud.

Yueying has been with her since she was born and has never seen her in such a miserable state. Her pampered master actually repaired the roof by herself.

He thought of the worst possible outcome, his face turned pale, and he knelt down in front of her with a plop:

"Master, if you have anything to say, just tell me. I am still useful. Please don't abandon me."

Huangfu Yuesheng frowned, "Hurry up and get up! Stop thinking about it."

"Master, let me wash your pants for you."

"No!" She covered her pants.

Fang Shao heard the noise and opened the door, she saw this scene: a pretty girl carrying a ladder, and a tall man kneeling in front of her. It was unknown what they had just said, and the two of them were in a stalemate.

"What are you doing?" He stepped forward to help Yueying up, his eyes showing concern, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, don't move. It rained all night last night, and you are still wearing so little. Be careful not to get cold air into your body, don't catch a cold."

Huangfu Yuesheng nodded, "That's right. Don't move until your injury is healed!"

Yueying's eyes were fixed on her wet pants. Huangfu Yuesheng pursed her lips, stepped back nervously, put the ladder away and ran back to the room.

Fang Shao helped Yueying back to the room. She couldn't see his face clearly last night because it was dark, but now the light was bright and she could see him carefully. He had sword-like eyebrows, deep eyes, a high nose bridge, a thin upper lip and a thick lower lip. He had a heroic face.

"When are you leaving?" He hesitated for a long time and spoke in a low voice.

"Wait for the master's orders." Yueying's voice was flat and her tone was cold.

A look of surprise flashed across Fang Shao's pretty face, and she took out the medicine in a daze.

"Take it, and don't get hurt again."

When Yueying didn't speak, she gave him a strange feeling that no one should approach her, as if she were a cold knife.

Fang Shao changed the medicine for him and asked gently, "Where does Xiaoshu live?"

Yueying stared at him with cold eyes.

Fang Shao was frightened and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Yueying took out a silver ingot and whispered, "The master has a fiancé, lame doctor, don't be wishful thinking!"

"I, I didn't, I just care about her." Fang Shao stood up and limped out, her steps filled with panic.

Huangfu Yuesheng changed his pants, ran to the river panting, and rubbed the mud off his pants before going back.

The rain continued for another half day, then stopped.

Huangfu Yuesheng went up the mountain and looked around. He saw three bamboo shoots sprouting next to the bamboo. He picked up a branch nearby and picked up some soil. There was still a piece of bamboo shoot below the tip. This bamboo shoot was particularly tender.

After digging up the three here, I walked a few steps and saw two more.

Yueying saw her master coming back with bamboo shoots, and quickly ran up to take the bamboo shoots from her hand, "Master, whatever you want to eat, I can find it for you. Don't do the work yourself. I can do everything. Just leave it to me."

"Put down the bamboo shoots."

"Where to put it?"

Huangfu Yuesheng pointed to the kitchen and said, "The bamboo basket inside."

In order to prove that he still has a place to use his skills, Yueying walks around despite being injured. Fang Shao is worried that the wound on his chest will burst open, so she whispers, "Don't move..."

Because of Yueying's appearance, Huangfu Yuesheng was supposed to cook, but now he does it.

He also went up the mountain to chop firewood.

Huangfu Yuesheng took advantage of the clear weather to build a new fence. Yueying was very strong and hammered the tree stump very deep.

One night, two men came in to steal firewood and Yueying broke their legs!

"Ouch!" Both middle-aged men cried out to Fang Shao.

Huangfu Yuesheng crossed his arms and looked at him sharply, "How many times have you stolen it?"

Yueying pulled out the dagger from his waist, and with a flash of cold light, he put it against their necks.

The two men were trembling with fear, and their eyes turned to Fang Shao, "Fang boy, we only stole once, there is no need to kill us..."

The dagger in Yueying's hand was pressed so close that it drew blood.

"Ah——" This scream was trembling with a twist, "I will never steal firewood again!"

"Me too, I won't steal anymore!" Another man was terrified when he saw this.

"Who came up with the idea first?" Huangfu Yuesheng's tone was cold, and he had a fierce attitude despite his young age.

The two men trembled in fear, pointed fingers at each other, and said in unison, "Him!"

"You were the one who said it first!"

"It's you!"

"I didn't want to come at first, but I came because you said that Fang couldn't take care of so many firewoods at home alone..."

"Bullshit! You've been secretly staring at those firewoods these past few days. Don't say you didn't have any bad intentions!"

"I didn't!"

"You have it!"

"You instigated me to come here!"

"Bullshit your father!"

Huangfu Yuesheng's head was buzzing with their noise, and he shouted sternly: "Enough!"

Fang Shao also spoke up, "If you need firewood, take some. Don't come here to steal in the middle of the night. Let me take a look at your legs."

He pushed away Yueying's hand that was holding the dagger, using a lot of force, but the hand remained motionless.

Huangfu Yuesheng waved his hands, signaling Yueying to move the dagger away.

As soon as Fang Shao touched their legs, they both screamed, "It hurts, it hurts! Ah——"

"Click" sound of bones being put back into place.

Huangfu Yuesheng warned them, "If you do it again next time, it won't be your legs that are broken, but your hands and feet. They will never be healed and you will be useless for the rest of your life!"

"Xiao Shu!" Fang Shao turned around and said dissatisfiedly: "You are too cruel."