Yi Xin as a concubine

After finishing his business, Qin Chu left, tactfully leaving the two siblings some private space.

Xin Baoer watched Qin Chu leave, and turned around to see her second brother staring blankly in the direction that Qin Chu had left. Even though the person had disappeared, he still hadn't come back to his senses. As if he had discovered something strange, he quietly leaned close to her ear and whispered in an ambiguous voice, "Why do I feel that there is something going on between you and Cousin Chu..."

"Don't talk nonsense. What could there be between me and that crazy girl? I'm not masochistic. You must be too tired and feel wrong. Yes, that's it!"

Before Xin Baoer finished speaking, Xin Chengzhi became like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He immediately got angry. However, it would have been worse if he hadn't explained anything at all. The room was suddenly filled with an atmosphere of trying to cover up something.

"Oh-oh!" Xin Baoer held back her laughter after listening to her second brother's explanation. She first responded with a long tone, and then nodded affirmatively as if she was sure of something.

Xin Chengzhi felt even more uneasy when he heard her tone of voice, which was full of twists and turns. He didn't even dare to look his sister in the eye. His eyes wandered as he looked at the furnishings in the room.

I was just looking around casually at first, but the more I looked, the more I felt something was wrong. My sister is so rich, but the things in her house are just ordinary items, not expensive at all, but all of them are small and exquisite.

The birthday present he brought for someone was among the items. Two pink fat pigs were lying on a straw mat. The straw mat was woven very casually, and from a distance it looked like a nest made by the piglets themselves. It was very cute and interesting.

Xin Chengzhi seemed to realize that he had discovered an incredible secret. He was no longer embarrassed, but looked at Xin Baoer with a gossipy face.

"Little Eighth Sister, you really like those two pigs. If I remember correctly, you've only had them for two days, but they look almost patinated by you. You're not holding them in your hands even when you sleep!"

As soon as Xin Baoer saw his expression, she knew something bad was wrong. She remembered that she had been playing with the two little pigs in her hands from time to time in the past two days. Her pretty face turned red uncontrollably, but soon returned to normal. Xin Chengzhi thought he was dazzled by his eyes.

"Didn't you give it to me? Of course I like it." Xin Baoer turned the tables calmly, raised the corners of her mouth and looked at the person whose lie was exposed, performing her face-changing skills in an instant.

"Haha, haha, I don't have the patience to carve one knife at a time. I heard that there was a period of time when someone's fingers were covered with wounds of various sizes." Xin Chengzhi was a playboy since he was a child. He was not easily calmed down and quickly refuted.

Xin Baoer didn't want to mention that person too much, because she hadn't figured out how to respond to that person's questions. The two words from Xiaozhu's belly were almost becoming a heart disease for her. When she woke up in the middle of the night, she always dreamed of that person staring at her with a resentful face, making her feel cold all over.

Seeing his sister's expression change, Xin Chengzhi sighed, reached out and gave her a light hug to comfort her.

"Forget it. Things will work out when the time comes. This is fine. You two can be considered to be supporting each other in this way. We'll talk about the future later. The domestic situation is turbulent and changes every day. For people like us, life and death are unpredictable. The most important thing is to live in the present."

Xin Baoer withdrew her gaze from the pig and nodded slightly. Both siblings didn't want to continue this fruitless topic, so they tacitly changed the subject.

The northern border.

Chu Xingchen ended his sword movement as swift as the wind, with plum blossoms falling to the ground around him. However, he no longer had the energy to appreciate his masterpiece.

He was hunted down for three days without rest and sleep. The dozen or so guards who followed him were either killed or injured. Although he was not fatally injured because the guards fought desperately to protect him, he had wounds of varying sizes all over his body.

It is said that when it rains, it pours. Last night, a heavy rain came without any warning. They fled all the way and barely found a cave to shelter from the rain. They finally dried their clothes and just as they came out of the cave, they were blocked by the enemy. In the end, the guard who guarded him with his life also died for him. He also saved his life by exchanging injuries for injuries. Now he is thirsty, hungry and tired. He may fall down at any time and never get up again.

A hundred meters north of his position, Wangchuan and his group were speeding through the woods, with an anxious and worried look on his face.

"Stop." After looking at the surrounding environment, Wangchuan ordered.

"Commander." Everyone stopped and looked at Wangchuan, waiting for his next order.

Wangchuan's brows were furrowed and his voice was hoarse. It had been two days since they received the master's distress signal, but the master's location was always moving. Every time they finally got a clue, by the time they arrived at the place, the master had already left.

This time, the master came out in the name of inspecting the autumn harvest, but actually he went to inspect the border defense. Originally, it was General Xu who was going to go, but before the departure, the Qiang State invaded without warning, and General Xu was unable to get away.

This year, many places are experiencing their first autumn harvest. To ensure the stability of the people's hearts and to avoid any mistakes, Chu Xingchen had to come and inspect in person. In order not to cause unnecessary panic, he would not bring many people with him next year, which led to him falling into the other party's trap.

Because a batch of newly harvested grain was stolen, Chu Xingchen had to lead his troops in pursuit, and then he fell into the enemy's trap.

Because it is a temporary border, the tacit border line of several forces, the line is too long and surrounded by mountains and forests, so it is difficult to block it completely. It was fine before, but now the news of the bumper harvest in the north has been spread by someone with ulterior motives, and from time to time, nearby disaster victims or bandits sneak in, causing great trouble to the nearby garrisons.

Chu Xingchen would personally chase the thieves because there were bandits coming to disturb the people that day. Most of the soldiers went to deal with the bandits. The food here was also robbed. In order not to disappoint the people, he had to take the risk and go there even though he had a premonition that something was wrong.

The other party designed the plan very carefully, every step was planned carefully, taking time, space, and human hearts into account, forcing Chu Xingchen to join the game.

The mountains are high and the forests are dense. Wangchuan carefully looked at everything around him and thought for a long time before looking in one direction and saying, "This way, pay attention to the surrounding situation and go."

Just when Wangchuan and his men were desperately rushing over, Chu Xingchen was already at the end of his strength. Every step he took seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He was seriously injured and lost too much blood. In addition, he was caught in the rain and had a fever. He was in a dizzy state. The scenery in front of him was double, and his movements were heavy and slow. If he did not receive treatment, he would be only one step away from death.

He managed to walk a few more steps, but the dizziness became stronger and stronger. He didn't even have the strength to raise his head. Dejected, he slowly slid down to the ground, leaning against the tree trunk. He fumbled out something from his arms and stroked it lovingly.

The ground was wet and cold after the rain, but he seemed to no longer feel it, because he felt that his body was not much warmer than the ground as the blood was lost.

He wanted to take a closer look at the object in his hand, but he couldn't do it after trying to raise his hand several times. He gave up and smiled helplessly. If he couldn't see it, then he couldn't see it. Anyway, he could describe the patterns on it with his eyes closed.

"Baoer, please embroider a sachet for me!" That day, he was lying on the warm kang holding his little girl. Thinking of what his cousin said, in some places, there is a custom of girls giving sachets to their beloved men, so he asked shamelessly.

"When have you ever seen me sew? It's so embarrassing."

He remembered that the little girl in his arms responded to him in such a coquettish way. He was a little disappointed at the time, but he also knew that she was indeed not good at needlework, and it would be bad if she hurt her hands. He had just mentioned it casually, so he did not dwell on it.

Just when he had almost forgotten about it, the little girl handed him a purse like presenting a treasure. The purse was small and exquisite, and the tall and straight bamboo embroidered with dark green silk thread on it had a unique style. It was obvious that it was embroidered by someone with some embroidery skills.

"You embroidered it?" he asked in surprise.

The little girl nodded, playful and cunning. Only then did he realize that it was not that she couldn't do it, but she just didn't like it. Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. After all, she was a little different to him.

In a trance, he seemed to hear footsteps approaching in the distance. There were many people and their steps were chaotic. He didn't know whether they were enemies or friends. What was more dangerous was the wild beast that was about to approach.

"Baoer, I may not be able to wait for you to come back." He smiled weakly, feeling bitter and helpless.