Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

However, the only response she received was suffocating silence.

Xiao Zhixue and Fan Yanmu exchanged a subtle look, and both of them had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

They motioned for the others to stay outside the door and then stepped into the house cautiously.

As soon as they entered the door, an indescribable stench almost suffocated them. It was the smell of death that rushed straight to their heads.

Xiao Zhixue quickly lit the fire stick in her hand. The faint light flickered in the darkness, illuminating a shocking scene on the bed.

A long-rotten body lay there quietly, and the air around it seemed to be frozen in sorrow.

Xiao Zhixue realized that if the body was not dealt with in time, no one would be able to sleep peacefully here tonight.

And An Ying'er, she knelt beside the cold body, muttering something, but there was no sorrow in her voice, instead, it was filled with a strange expectation.

When faced with the fruit handed to her by Xiao Zhixue, a strange light flashed in An Ying'er's eyes, as if this was what she desired most.

The contrast between her joy and sorrow was incredible.

And when Xiao Zhixue mentioned how to deal with her husband's body, An Ying'er's irrational reaction made people even more confused.

Xiao Zhixue said no more and quickly used the corpse powder to solve the problem. As the stain disappeared, the house gradually returned to calm, leaving only the night sky outside the window, as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Zhixue, however, looked unhurried, with a leisurely smile on her lips, as if the turmoil in the outside world had nothing to do with her.

She said casually that she needed to fill her stomach first. The calmness in her tone made Fang Jiawen, who was originally anxious, stunned for a moment, at a loss, as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head, and the anxiety and eagerness in his heart solidified instantly.

Seeing Fang Jiawen like an ant on the hot pan, turning around anxiously, Xiao Zhixue's eyes flashed a cunning light.

She patted his shoulder gently, the action was gentle yet powerful, as if silently conveying a calming force.

"You can't do anything well when you're hungry. Let me eat first, and I'll take care of your brother's business later."

Her voice was gentle but firm, as if she had everything under control.

After saying that, she turned around leisurely and walked towards the kitchen with light steps, leaving Fang Jiawen alone there, looking at her back with mixed feelings.

Before long, the mouth-watering aroma of food wafted from the kitchen, like an invisible silk thread, arousing everyone's appetite.

Xiao Zhixue appeared in the dining room carrying a steaming hot meal. The dishes were brightly colored and fragrant, and one could tell at a glance that they were delicious.

Seeing this, Xiao Tingxuan and Xiao Tingrui hurried forward to help set the table, and the family sat down together in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

Under the light, everyone's face was covered with a soft glow, making dinner time particularly warm.

Xiao Tingxuan picked up a piece of food curiously and asked while eating: "Little sister, how is Mr. Fang? I saw him fainted just now, is he okay?"

The words were full of concern.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Xiao Zhixue responded calmly. Although her tone was flat, her eyes revealed unquestionable confidence.

After saying that, she lowered her head and concentrated on enjoying the food in front of her, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with her.

Fan Yanmu sat next to Xiao Zhixue as usual, seeming indifferent to Fang Weiyi's safety. His eyes were deep, as if hiding many unknown secrets.

On the other side, Fang Jiawen paced back and forth in the room, extremely anxious.

He regretted that he had not listened to his father's teachings and studied medicine well.

Now that his elder brother has been poisoned, he can do nothing about it, feeling full of self-blame and helplessness.

Seeing this, An Ying'er whispered to comfort him, "Don't worry, Zhixue will definitely be able to help your brother detoxify."

Her voice was gentle yet firm, like a sedative, calming Fang Jiawen's heart a little.

Fang Jiawen turned his head to look at Fang Weiyi who was lying unconscious on the bed. He saw that his face was as pale as paper and his breathing was weak, which made him feel even more worried.

He sighed and finally decided to follow An Ying'er to the dining room, hoping to find some comfort in the food.

After the meal, Fang Jiawen couldn't wait to ask Xiao Zhixue to detoxify his brother. However, when he found out that Xiao Zhixue did not bring back the medicine bag when she returned from Fan Yanmu, he couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart.

Could it be that she really lost those precious medicinal herbs accidentally?

"Zhixue, where are the medicines you bought? Why didn't I see you bring them back?"

There was a hint of anxiety and anticipation in Fang Jiawen's voice that was hard to conceal.

Xiao Zhixue shrugged her shoulders easily, without any regret or annoyance on her face, "I accidentally lost it on the way."

Her answer was simple and direct, as if what she had lost was just a small and insignificant item.

"Oh, those are all good medicinal herbs. Why don't you look distressed at all?"

Fang Jiawen asked in confusion, his eyes full of confusion.

Xiao Zhixue heard this and a playful smile appeared on her lips. Seeing Fang Jiawen's nervous look, she couldn't help but chuckle, "What else can I do? Do you want me to cry and scream for a few packets of medicine?"

Her attitude was relaxed, as if the value of those medicinal herbs was not worth mentioning to her at all.

Fang Jiawen was speechless for a moment, secretly admiring Xiao Zhixue's broad-mindedness, but at the same time he also felt sorry for the value of those medicinal herbs.

Seeing how indifferent she was to money, Fang Jiawen even began to suspect that she might not be a refugee, but a lost daughter of a wealthy family.

Xiao Zhixue ignored Fang Jiawen's speculations. She yawned loudly, with a hint of sleepiness in her eyes. "I'm sleepy. I'm going to go back and take a nap."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Fang Jiawen was extremely anxious when he saw this. He quickly caught up with her and said anxiously, "Zhixue, my brother's poison has not been cured yet! Tell me what medicine to use and I will go buy it."

Xiao Zhixue stopped, turned around, and looked at him calmly, "Do you have money to buy medicine?"

This question left Fang Jiawen speechless.

He left the valley secretly, and had very little money left. The previous medical expenses were still supported by Fan Yanmu, and the remaining money had naturally been returned.

Xiao Zhixue waved her hands, looking confident, "Don't worry, your brother won't die for a while, wait until I wake up."

After saying that, he left directly.

Back in her room, Xiao Zhixue quietly entered the mysterious space and started to get busy.

She carefully selected the herbs needed for detoxification from the medicinal fields in the space, put them one by one into special containers, and patiently decocted them.

The medicinal fragrance permeated the space, carrying an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

While waiting for the medicine to be boiled, Xiao Zhixue walked to the fruit tree and picked an orange to taste.