After crossing, I was forced to hold on to my thighs and build a kingdom

It was almost noon when Jinchu arrived home. The old wooden door at the entrance of the courtyard, which was kicked in by Sun last time, was still lying alone on the ground.

It was time to prepare lunch, but the kitchen in the west wing was tightly closed, which was not in line with Zhao'er's character.

He is still young, eats little and gets hungry quickly, so he always has three meals a day on time and responds actively.

Jin Chu thought to herself, is this child catching up on sleep during the day because he didn't sleep well at night because he was worried and afraid because his sister was not at home?

Thinking of this, she first tiptoed to the west kitchen, put down the basket, took out the little gray rabbit, held it in her arms, and walked towards the main house.

The little gray rabbit fluttered restlessly in her arms. Jin Chu patted its head gently and said with a low laugh, "Be quiet. I'll take you to find your little master!"

"Zhao'er, look what your sister brought you?" Pushing open the half-closed door of the main room, Jin Chu walked into the east wing with a smile. The moment she looked up, the smile on her face froze.

The couch was empty, where was Zhao'er even a shadow? She hurried to the west wing, but there was no one there either.

From the days of living together with Zhao'er since he came here, Jinchu knew that Zhao'er was a very well-behaved child. He was the youngest son born to his mother at an advanced age, and his physical constitution was naturally weaker than that of his brothers.

In addition, he had been away from home since he was young. Although he was taken care of by his brothers and sisters, his brothers were men after all, and they had to run around every day to support the family. At that time, his sister was just a little girl less than ten years old, and it was inevitable that she was not taken care of well. As a result, the child was sick many times in the past two years.

The child was also sensible and knew that he was weak. In order to make his sister worry less, he rarely went out unless necessary during the winter.

The child must have been worried during her two days away. Could he have been so worried that he ran to the mountains to find her without caring about anything? When did he leave? Did he bring any food with him?

Thinking of this, Jin Chu suddenly became anxious. The back mountain is so big, where can she go to find her brother?

She put down the rabbit in her hand, turned around and went to the kitchen to get a steamed bun, then picked up the knife, pressed it into the basket, and when she was about to go out, she suddenly heard a "thump thump" sound of footsteps coming from afar.

Jin Chu hurried out to see, and that little guy was none other than her Zhao'er!

The little boy turned his head and looked back as he ran, with a look of obvious panic on his face. Suddenly he bumped into Jin Chu's arms, and he was so scared that he closed his eyes and screamed, "Don't come over here, don't come over here!"

"Zhao'er, Zhao'er, I'm your sister!" Jinchu quickly distanced herself from the boy so that he could see her clearly. Zhao'er finally opened his eyes and saw that it was his sister whom he hadn't seen for two days. He cried out, "Sister, sister, you're finally back!"

Looking at the scar on Zhao'er's forehead, Jinchu suppressed her doubts and worries and comforted him gently: "Yes, sister is back to find Zhao'er, Zhao'er, you don't have to be afraid anymore."

"Sister, you said you'd be back soon, so why did you take so long?"

The little boy looked at Jinchu aggrievedly, his expression tinged with self-blame, "Zhao'er is so worried about his sister, but Zhao'er is so useless. Zhao'er doesn't dare to go to the mountain to find his sister by himself."

Jin Chu felt upset. She hugged her brother and explained seriously, "I met a seriously injured older brother in the mountains. I helped take care of him for two days. That's why I came back late and made Zhao'er so worried. It's my fault."

"What happened to big brother in the end?" Zhao'er's big eyes twinkled, with a look of deep concern on his face.

"Sister has come back to find Zhao'er. What do you think happened to big brother?" Jin Chu looked at her brother mysteriously.

"Well, then big brother must be safe and sound!"

"Yes, our Zhao'er is still smart!" Jin Chu nodded at the little boy's nose lovingly and praised him.

She took his hand and walked towards the house. "That big brother knew Zhao'er was home alone, so he kept praising Zhao'er for being brave and courageous. He even gave Zhao'er a little gray rabbit as a gift. Sister will take you to see it."

If my guess is correct, he should no longer be in Lincheng, right?

Su Cheng'an was indeed no longer in Lincheng at this time, but he was still a long way from being "safe and sound".

In a house in Yuanzhou, Qingxiao paced back and forth outside the door, with self-blame and sadness on his face. From time to time, he would approach the door to listen to the movement inside.

When he found the young master yesterday morning, he immediately sent an urgent message to the North Territory to reassure the old master of the family.

It was originally agreed that the young master would take a short rest before leaving the next night, but plans cannot keep up with changes.

As soon as they met the young master and went down the mountain, the brothers received news from an insider that the capital had suddenly dispatched thousands of people to conduct a search in several mountains around Lincheng, which was called a patrol.

And the mountain where the master is currently located is surprisingly within the patrol range. Who is he looking for? It goes without saying!

He immediately turned around and went up the mountain again, and informed his master of the news as soon as possible. His master made a prompt decision and asked him to prepare the horse and leave the mountain after sunset.

Before leaving, his master asked him for a thousand taels of silver, saying that it was left for a little girl who had saved him. Their master was such a precious person, and it was a life-saving grace, so not only a thousand taels, even ten thousand taels would not be too much.

But he came out to pick someone up, and he only had these five hundred taels on him, so his master glared at him with dissatisfaction.

He was the one who gave the money, but he was also the one who was looked down upon.

Thinking of this, Qingxiao couldn't help but sigh again. Why is he always the unlucky one?

Later, the master insisted on running through the night with his injuries, and he was seriously injured when he arrived here. If he and Qinghong had not discovered something was wrong and stepped forward to catch him in time, the master would have fallen to the ground.

After a chaotic and busy period, the young master finally lay down on the bed.

The old doctor, with a white beard and a sage-like demeanor, was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at them, cursing, "A bunch of reckless men! You think he's too young to die, so you're just torturing him, right? Look at his wound, deep enough to see the bone, extremely dangerous. He can hardly move now, and you actually let him gallop away for most of the night! This is the only way I can save him. If the wound opens again due to poor care, you'll be asking the King of Hell for his life!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left angrily.

He didn't care about being embarrassed and chased after him with a shameless face. "The old doctor scolded me well, and we, the reckless ones, really deserved it! My master has been taking great pains to take care of him this time. May I ask what his condition is now? He has been in a coma for a long time. When will he wake up?"

Perhaps it was his sincere admission of guilt and his humble attitude that won the old doctor's approval. This time, the old man replied in a calmer tone, "It depends on his own recovery ability. The earliest is noon, and the latest is early evening."

Thinking of this, Qingxiao couldn't help but look at the sun above his head again. It wasn't far from noon, and the young master still didn't move. Did he really have to wait until night to wake up?

Master, please wake up soon!

Because the young master has not woken up yet, he has not even reported today's news!

Perhaps the heavens heard his prayers, for from inside the room came the master's soft voice: "Qingxiao."

Oh, master, you are finally awake!