Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

Xie Wei rarely got sick during the entire winter tour, but after returning to Good City, he had a high fever for two consecutive days. Each time, the fever started in the early morning, and he would feel better in the morning after drinking the medicine.

The doctors could not find the cause, so Irel and Thrall stayed by Shevi's side as if they were facing a great enemy, coaxing him to drink various potions and tonic soups six times a day.

Xie Wei actually had no recollection of having a fever in the early morning. He didn't feel any discomfort when he woke up during the day, but he still obediently drank the potion and tonic soup fed to him by his brother and Sal.

Because his brother and Thrall were so nervous, they would only relax a little after he finished drinking the potion and tonic soup.

On the afternoon when Xie Wei had a fever for the second time, Sal went to the Temple of the Goddess. When he came back in the evening, he was holding a two-meter-long red silk with magic runes painted on it.

That night, after Xie Wei fell asleep, Sal tied the two ends of the red silk around his own wrist and Xie Wei's wrist respectively.

Little Rose said that he had been dreaming for the past two nights when he had a fever. In his dreams, many Parasau people were singing and dancing around him. Sal had a hunch that this might be related to Little Rose's fever in the early morning, so after discussing the contract ceremony with the high priest, he mentioned this matter to the high priest.

After hearing his words, the high priest, as if he had been prepared, took out a piece of red silk from his robe pocket and handed it to him.

At one o'clock in the morning, Xie Wei was once again surrounded by many Parasau people in his dream. Just like the previous two days, he sat on the cushion in the middle, then held his face and began to appreciate the passionate songs and dances of the Parasau people.

Xie Wei didn't notice that there was a red silk ribbon on his wrist until Sal suddenly walked through the crowd and came to his side.

The originally lively and joyful crowd gradually quieted down after the appearance of Sal. Some Parasos even pointed at Sal and whispered something.

Sal picked up Shevi from the cushion, then swept his eyes over the faces of the Parasauans, some of whom were elders he knew.

Their names were engraved on the soul stele that was being built. He had written the list himself, so he would not make mistakes in remembering the elders he knew.

But the place where these elders died was not on the snowfield. How could their souls appear in the far northern territory and even enter the dreams of their partners?

Thrall didn't have time to think, because the Parasauans who had formed a circle around them but were still some distance away suddenly moved closer.

The familiar and unfamiliar faces that were still clear when they were far away gradually became blurred. Sal held the confused Xie Wei in his arms. He wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Someone reached out and patted Sal's shoulder, and then a gentle female voice spoke.

"Sal, I didn't expect to see you grow up."

Another male voice said, "Your hair is finally not a mess anymore. I was right, wasn't I? Someone will braid your hair when we return to the snowy plains."

"We just want to thank Mr. Xie for bringing us back to the snowfields. He also built a huge soul stele for us while rebuilding Gut City. Finally, we don't have to squeeze with others anymore."

"Everyone is singing praises for him and dancing for him."

Sal lowered his head and looked into Xie Wei's amber eyes. He knew it was a dream.

……

At six o'clock in the morning, Sal opened his eyes and put his forehead against the cheek of the person in his arms, then reached out and touched Little Rose's body.

The robe was warm and dry, not damp and sticky due to the heat like the previous two days.

Gently untying the red silk that was tied around his and Shevi's wrists, Sal lay down on his side and embraced his little rose again.

He still remembered what his tribesmen said in his dream.

"We just want to thank Mr. Xie for bringing us back to the snowfield..."

Mr. Xie? Xie Wei, Little Rose, Xi Yawei.

No matter which one it is, it's his.

……

On the fourth day after returning to Gute City, Xie Wei's exclusive carriage left Gute City at around five o'clock in the afternoon and headed towards the Goddess Temple on the Nayasos Snow Mountain.

In the carriage, Sal, dressed in his best clothes, sat next to Shevi as before. Opposite them sat Irel, dressed in the imperial royal dress. Behind Irel sat Raymond, also dressed in the royal dress.

Outside the carriage, Puka, dressed even more gorgeously than during the harvest festival, was striding towards the Temple of the Goddess with his head held high, carrying Fros, whose hair shone from tiny claws to dragon horns.