Chapter 135 The person she carefully takes care of is not him

By the time everyone had finished cleaning up, it was already very late at night.

There's not even a moon tonight.

Gloomy and chilly.

The conditions at the village chief's house were limited, and it was impossible to place a charcoal brazier in every room.

After half a day, the charcoal basin in the carriage had already cooled down.

Fortunately, Luo Xiao had a solution! She took out the burning firewood from the stove, put it in the charcoal basin, placed a kettle on top, and brought it into the room where Chu He was recuperating.

The hot water in the kettle kept bubbling, filling the room with a layer of steam. "Be careful with the firewood, it shouldn't go out tonight." She brought another bundle of firewood from the kitchen and placed it next to the charcoal basin, saying, "Remember to let some air in through the window, so you don't get fumes from the charcoal."

Xu Rongrong nodded: "Thank you, Sister Luo."

Having someone as attentive and capable of taking care of the household chores as Luo Xiaoshi around makes people feel more at ease.

Luo Xiao rubbed her hands, knowing that she could not help much if she stayed, so she took Luo Yuqi to another room.

This room must have been unoccupied for a long time, and it is in a mess.

There was a large bed against the wall, but it was covered with debris.

It was too late to clean up properly.

She could only move the things off the bed one by one, pick out two relatively clean mattresses to spread on the bed, then put her and her daughter's cloaks on them, and slept hastily.

The mother and daughter huddled together, leaving most of the bed empty for Xu Rongrong and her servant. Everyone had sensed the strangeness of Yujia Village, so Mu Ai and Mu Lu, who were on guard duty, did not dare to let their guards down.

They parked the carriages one in front of and one behind the village chief's house, and people sat on the carriages to keep watch for the people in the house.

The village chief's houses were lined up in a row, which made it convenient for them to keep watch at night.

No matter who it is, if they want to sneak into this house, they will not be able to escape their eyes.

"It's getting late, you should go back to bed early." Mu Rong looked at Xu Rongrong's tired face and felt a little distressed.

Xu Rongrong shook her head.

Although she was tired after a day, she didn't feel sleepy at all at the moment.

It was all because she remembered what happened in the hunting palace.

At that time, Mu Rong was shot in the chest and developed a high fever late at night. Even with the imperial physician by his side, he still suffered for a long time.

Here, there was a lack of medical care and medicine, and they were in a strange foreign land. If the same situation happened to Chu He, she and Shu Qing would definitely do their best to treat him.

So he said, "It's not too late to sleep in the carriage tomorrow, but my Lord, you have to travel tomorrow, so you'd better rest early."

Seeing this, Mu Rong thought to himself: "You think I'm in the way? I won't leave!"

Mu Rong didn't move, and there were indeed too many people in this small room.

What's more, there was a strange atmosphere in the room.

Wen Yao had long been accustomed to it, and at this moment was calmly wiping the sweat from Chu He's forehead with a handkerchief.

But Shu Qing is different.

He felt uncomfortable staying here, so he gathered his sleeves and said, "Since you all want to stay, I'll leave. If Guard Chu needs anything in the middle of the night, just call me!"

After saying this, he went to the main room. The conditions were simple, but he had been a wanderer for a long time, so the current situation was not a problem for him.

I saw him put two benches together and then lie on them sideways with his clothes on.

I could faintly hear the ballad that Mrs. Luo Xiao was humming in the next room to put her daughter to sleep.

Although it was a bit cold here, it was much more comfortable for him than being in the house just now.

Coupled with the soft and gentle Wu dialect, he even became confused.

Not long after Shu Qing left, Wen Yao also stood up.

She poured two cups of hot water from the kettle and said, "It's past midnight, and it must be very cold outside. I'll go get some hot water for Deputy General Ai and Guard Lu."

Delivering water is true, and leaving here like Shu Qing is also true.

Xu Rongrong ignored the girl's thoughts. She nodded, thinking about the news she had just received, and reminded her, "Remember to wear your hood."

Finally, there were only a few people left in the house.

Chu He's shirt had just been taken off because of stitching the wound.

Later, considering the convenience of changing the dressing, they only put a middle shirt on him.

To prevent catching a cold, a cloak is worn over the middle garment.

But for Mu Rong, he was still not satisfied.

He walked over and lifted Chu He's cloak up again, wrapping him tighter, as if he wanted to bury Chu He's entire face in it.

Xu Rongrong frowned: "Don't bore him!"

Mu Rong coughed dryly twice: "He is injured now. If he catches a cold, it will be bad."

Xu Rongrong glanced at him and said, "I think you want to suffocate him to death."

Mu Rong: "..." He knows how to control himself, how could he be so depressed?

Seeing that Chu He's forehead was sweating again, Xu Rongrong walked to the basin rack and wrung out a handkerchief.

But as soon as she turned around, she almost bumped into Mu Rong's arms.

The latter said calmly, "Let me do it. It's more convenient for me to take care of him."

Xu Rongrong looked up at him, her eyes flashed, but she still handed him the handkerchief.

Mu Rong calmly covered Chu He's face with the handkerchief and rubbed it a few times.

Soon, Chu He's face turned slightly red, and the paleness just now must have become more blood-red.

Mu Rong felt quite accomplished: "Guard Chu looks much better now."

Xu Rongrong couldn't help but said handsomely: "You will also turn red if you rub it like this."

Mu Rong: "..." As the two were talking, they suddenly heard a low murmur: "Water."

Xu Rongrong was stunned for a moment.

Mu Rong, on the other hand, quickly looked towards Chu He.

Sure enough, the injured person lying on the bed was frowning and muttering to himself.

Xu Rongrong was overjoyed and quickly poured a bowl of hot water from the kettle.

But because of last year, the pot was full of boiling water, and the temperature was now scalding hot, making it difficult to drink.

She was a little anxious and paced around.

Mu Rong saw this and felt a little sad.

Was she so panicked because of the man who took her life in her previous life?

He recalled that when he was in the hunting palace, he was seriously injured and tried every trick to inflict pain on himself, but he still couldn't win her favor.

But now, facing Chu He, she wanted to do everything herself. This disparity made him feel indescribable.

With a gloomy look on his face, he took the hot water from Xu Rongrong, then took a clean tea bowl and siphoned the water back and forth.

Soon, the water temperature dropped.

He sat back on the bed, supported Chu He with one hand, and slowly fed warm water into his mouth with the other hand.

Perhaps because he had been thirsty for a long time, Chu He drank water in big gulps, and occasionally a trickle of water flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Xu Rongrong quickly wiped him clean with a handkerchief.

Her eyes were fixed on Chu He without blinking, as if she was afraid that someone would hurt him again.

All of this fell into Mu Rong's eyes.

He really wished it was him lying here.

But, if it really was him, would she also stay by his side and do everything herself?

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