Appointing a General as a Concubine: Where Can General Xiao Escape?

Deep in the forest thirty kilometers away from Quancheng, in a wooden house in a small fenced courtyard, Xiao Mo, wrapped in bandages all over her body, lay lifeless on the bed with her eyes closed.

A woman in her fifties was washing herbs in the yard. When she heard a muffled groan coming from inside the house, she quickly put down her things and ran in.

"Hey, don't move, don't move!" She exclaimed and stepped forward to hold Xiao Mo down.

Xiao Mo half-opened her eyes with a look of pain on her face: "Who are you? Where is this?"

The woman gently put her down and covered her with a blanket. "Miss, you fell from a high cliff. I saw that you were still breathing, so I brought you back to my residence."

Hearing this, Xiao Mo turned her head and looked around with difficulty: "Thank you for saving my life."

The woman cried and laughed excitedly: "You have been in a coma for more than half a month. I thought you would never wake up. It's really God's blessing."

Xiao Mo pulled the corner of her mouth weakly, but before she could say what she wanted to say, she fell asleep again.

This time it was okay, I only slept for one day, and when I woke up again I felt better than before.

With the woman's careful care, she was able to sit up after some time.

The external injuries on his body were slowly healing, except for his severely sprained neck and his legs which were injured in the fall and could not move.

That day, Xiao Mo was trying to get up with the help of a crutch to see how badly her leg was injured, but she fell down as soon as she stood up.

The cane swept across the table, knocking the teacup over. The moment the cup hit the ground and shattered, she remembered the jade pendant Qi Minxiu had given her.

She reached out to touch her waist and then realized that she had been wearing women's clothes all this time.

Xiao Mo's face changed slightly, and she called the woman anxiously, but the woman had gone to the mountains to collect herbs at this time.

In the evening, after she came back, the first thing Xiao Mo said to her was: "Did you notice the jade pendant on my waist when you rescued me?"

The woman walked over to her with a puzzled look on her face. After thinking for a moment, she shook her head and said, "Your clothes were all torn at the time. You were naked and had no jade pendant."

Xiao Mo's eyes dimmed, and she twitched the corners of her mouth slightly: "Is that so."

"Is that thing important to you?"

"It's not bad."

The woman looked at Xiao Mo with a flicker in her eyes. "What does that jade pendant look like? I'll go find it for you tomorrow."

After hearing her words, Xiao Mo smiled and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, if it's gone, it's gone."

"It doesn't matter. The place where I found you is not on a rugged mountain road, and I still need to go there to collect herbs."

Seeing the woman's enthusiastic look, Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, and described to her the color and style of the jade pendant, as well as the silk ribbon tied on it.

The next day, the woman carried a backpack and a knife and went to the place where she had met Xiao Mo.

But she looked for it several times but couldn't find the jade pendant that Xiao Mo described.

Just when she was about to look again, a man in white and a man in green came over from a distance.

The man in white held a wine bottle in one hand and a tribute in the other. In this sparsely populated place, the three men's eyes met, and each of them lingered on each other for a while.

For some reason, after the woman left, Qi Yue always felt that he had missed something important, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Yuan Mu held the snacks in his hands and followed Qi Yue's gaze. "What's wrong, Your Highness? Is there anything suspicious about that person?"

Qi Yue retracted his gaze, shook his head, turned around and continued walking: "Didn't you see she was carrying a basket? She's just a villager nearby."

Yuan Mu followed his hurried footsteps, and the two soon arrived at a cemetery surrounded by mountains and water.

Qi Yue knelt on one knee and placed the things in his hand in front of the tombstone one by one.

Then, he lit the incense and candles, took the paper money from Yuan Mu's hand and started burning it.

"Amo, it's my fault for not taking good care of you. You should eat and drink well over there, live a more fulfilling life, and enjoy all the blessings that you didn't get here."

As he spoke, Qi Yue's eyes became red.

Yuan Mu knelt on one knee on the other side, also helping to burn paper money.

"Amo, I will go back to the imperial city after today. Don't worry, I will come to see you every year." Qi Yue's voice became choked with sobs as he spoke.

In the wooden house, Xiao Mo was waiting anxiously, afraid that something might happen to the woman, so she limped to the door and waited.

She waited and waited, and finally saw the familiar figure in the evening.

"Aunt Feng, why did you come back just now?" She looked at her worriedly, "That thing isn't important. Don't look for it."

Feng Zhiqiu put down the backpack and quickly went over to support Xiao Mo: "What are you doing here? Lie down quickly."

She carefully helped Xiao Mo sit back on the bed: "I didn't find the thing, but I met a strange person."

"Who is it?" Xiao Mo asked with a frown.

"Two men, one white and one blue, were carrying offerings, seemingly going to pay their respects to someone. But I often go to that area to pick herbs, and I've never seen any graves there."

Feng Zhiqiu thought about the two people and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

After hearing this, Xiao Mo just smiled slightly: "Maybe he was just passing by there."

"Right."

Feng Zhiqiu lowered his eyes and glanced at her legs: "It's a pity that my medical skills are not very good. I'm afraid you will need to rely on crutches to stand up and walk in the future."

Xiao Mo followed her gaze to her lower body and chuckled, "It's okay, I have excellent medical skills."

Feng Zhiqiu looked up at her in surprise, a hint of joy flashing across his eyes: "Really?"

"Tomorrow, go find me some herbs." Xiao Mo mentioned some very common herbs that are not considered as medicine by people.

Feng Zhiqiu frowned again in confusion: "Can these alone cure your leg?"

"Of course not only that. Do you have any silver needles here?" Xiao Mo asked.

She shook her head. "I'm not a professional doctor. I only know a little bit of medical skills, not acupuncture. So I don't have silver needles at home, but I can find a way to borrow or buy them."

Xiao Mo looked at her gratefully and suddenly asked a question that had been on her mind for a long time.

"Aunt Feng, why are you so kind to me? Not only did you save me, but you also served me and took care of me meticulously."

Feng Zhiqiu tucked the quilt into her and replied with a smile: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. How can I stand by and watch someone die?

You're so badly injured, not taking good care of you is no different from not saving you."

Xiao Mo was moved by her words and her eyes were wet: "Thank you, I will repay you when I get better."

"What's the point of talking about repaying or not repaying? I'm an old widower, so just take care of yourself and go home. Don't make your family worry."

"You... aren't married yet?" Xiao Mo whispered and looked at her tentatively.

She looked at the crabapple blossoms outside the window with gloomy eyes and sighed heavily.

"My husband died early, and my daughter and I were originally dependent on each other here, but she was frail and sickly since childhood, and last year she contracted an incurable disease and passed away forever."

Feng Zhiqiu tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes, his smile was uglier than his crying: "The room you are living in now belongs to my daughter."

Xiao Mo gradually put away her smile and reached out to hold her hand: "You won't be alone for the rest of your life. I will take care of you for the rest of your life in place of your daughter."

Feng Zhiqiu pursed his lips tightly, and finally couldn't hold back his tears: "Speaking of which, she should be older than you."

Xiao Mo smiled and wiped away the tears on her face: "Then she is my sister."