After the princess was reborn, she kissed the ruthless kidnapper

Shen Changle dressed neatly, dried her hair, and went out to look for him in confusion.

When I opened the door, I saw that he had hung up all the washed clothes.

She scolded:

"Jiang Ci'an, you have a wound on your arm. Washing clothes will tear your wound!"

Does he know how serious the wound infection is?

Medicines are scarce in the village, and you can lose your life if you are not careful!

Why don't you take your body seriously?

Jiang Ci'an knew she was worried about him.

But we can't just leave these clothes for her to wash, right?

The precious little princess...

The fingers are delicate and white, and the nails are long and shiny.

How can you let her do such rough work?

And he didn't want to trouble others with everything, so he had to wash it himself.

Facing her worries and accusations, he simply said in a calm tone:

"fine."

He bent down, picked up the basin, and went back to the house.

Shen Changle followed him and wanted to help him pour out the water in the bathtub.

But he scolded me coldly:

"Don't touch it!"

I just finished washing and I'm sweating again...

She was stunned by the yelling.

He frowned slightly.

"Go lie down on the bed."

Even the concern is so fierce...

Shen Changle curled his lips.

"You are injured, I want to help you..."

"unnecessary!"

He didn't even look at her and continued to clean the bathtub.

Then he cleaned the floor and laid out the bedding.

Shen Changle wanted to ask him to come to the bed and sleep, but seeing his indifferent look, he swallowed his words back...

I am very tired during the day.

Despite the continued noise in the village, Shen Changle fell asleep quickly.

Silent all night.

The next day, she woke up slowly when it was already bright.

The weird thing is……

Jiang Ci'an, who always gets up earlier than her, is still asleep today?

"Jiang Cian?"

She called out in confusion.

no respond.

I lifted the quilt and got out of bed, then I discovered it when I got closer.

His face was red and purple, and his breath was hot!

Is the wound infected?

I'm really afraid of what's coming!

"Jiang Cian? Jiang Cian!"

She couldn't wake him up, so she had to drag him, who was burning hot all over, to the bed with great effort.

I simply tidied up the bedding on the floor.

So he went out to find someone to help.

"Jiu Xing, are you in the room? Jiu Xing?"

I knocked on the door and called for a long time but to no avail.

Just when she was about to give up, the door finally opened.

"Sister-in-law? Why are you here so early?"

There was a lot of noise in the village until very late last night.

Zhu Jiuxing was still a little sleepy at this moment.

Hearing her knock on the door anxiously, he quickly put on his clothes.

He answered the door without even buttoning his shirt.

Shen Changle had no time to take care of these details.

Just explain.

“Jiang Ci’an’s wound is infected, and the village is short of medicine.

Do you have a pen and paper? I'll write a prescription and you can help me get the medicine down the mountain."

Zhu Jiuxing was stunned.

It took him a while to react.

He nodded as if waking from a dream.

“Ah… yes! Yes, yes!”

Turn around and rummage through the drawers.

Although paper and pen are expensive, no one likes them in the village.

Sometimes some paper and pens were hidden in the goods, but the brothers were not interested in them.

But the second in command said that reading and recognizing words are important.

He kept it in mind and picked up everything that others didn't want.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy at this time.

He took out a pen and paper and handed it to Shen Changle.

Shen Changle wrote down the prescription fluently.

“When you get to the pharmacy, just give this to them.

Jiuxing, Jiang Ci'an has a severe fever. Please go and come back quickly, please!"

Shen Changle looked serious, and he didn't dare to delay.

"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? Second in command's business is my business. I'm going there now."

After saying that, he grabbed the prescription and strode out the door.

Shen Changle breathed a sigh of relief.

I went to the kitchen to get some water, intending to help Jiang Ci'an cool down physically first.

Unexpectedly, when I came out of the kitchen with the basin, I saw Yang Xiaocui beating Wang Xiao again.

Without thinking, she stepped forward and caught the slap that was about to fall.

"What?"

Wang Xiao, whose eyes were swollen from crying, saw Shen Changle coming and fanned her nose in a somewhat aggrieved manner.

But he also knew that Shen Changle's situation in the mountain stronghold was not much better than his.

He pretended to be calm and grabbed the hem of her skirt.

The voice is hoarse and choked.

"Second Madam, I'm fine. Sister Xiao Cui...is just teaching me how to work and earn money..."

But Yang Xiaocui had disliked her for a long time.

He raised his hand and pushed her away.

Shouted:

"Stop pretending to be a good guy here. I'm just beating him up. What's wrong? What can you do to me?"

Shen Changle frowned.

He steadied the basin of water held in one hand and pulled Wang Xiao behind him.

"The boss said last night that he would raise him well! You can't abuse him like this!"

"Don't use my big brother to pressure me! Don't think that just because you helped the stronghold get 700 taels, you can show off your power in Wohu Mountain!

I'm telling you, this village is named after the Yang family! Brother An... will sooner or later become a member of the Yang family!

People like you who eat for free will be driven out of the village sooner or later!"

She stretched out her finger and poked Shen Changle's shoulder hard.

His face was full of arrogance and he spoke every word clearly.

Shen Changle glared at him and said with gritted teeth:

"Okay, then we'll just wait and see!"

"Humph."

Yang Xiaocui glanced at Wang Xiao who was holding her skirt tightly.

He snorted coldly and turned away.

Shen Changle glanced at her back.

The fingertips holding the wooden basin turned white.

Murderous intent gradually emerged in his eyes.

"Second Madam..."

Wang Xiao's timid voice brought her back to her senses.

Only then did she collect her thoughts, squat down and examine his body.

Sure enough, there was a new wound on the thin arm.

She sighed softly and led him back to the house.

The little guy felt a little awkward when he entered the room.

After all, it's different from before...

Now the second-in-command’s room always smells good.

Is it because he has a wife?

But the boss also lives with his wife, and his room is not as fragrant as the second boss's room.

Still daydreaming.

Shen Changle had already stuffed the uneaten pastries into his hands.

"Eat something first. Once I've lowered Jiang Ci'an's fever, I'll come and apply the medicine on you."

Wang Xiao paused with his hand holding the pastry.

He looked towards the bed worriedly.

"What happened to the Second in Command?"

Shen Changle sighed and washed the handkerchief.

"His wound became infected from yesterday's hard work."

She came to the bedside with a wet handkerchief and helped him wipe his face which was red and purple.

Wang Xiao also came over with some cakes in his hands.

He lay aside and watched the sleeping Jiang Ci'an.

I accidentally said what was in my heart.

"Second Master... won't die, right?"

Shen Changle paused.

My heart skipped a beat.

But she still pretended to be calm and forced a smile to comfort him.

"No, Jiuxing has already gone to buy medicine. He'll be fine after taking it."

General Wang turned over and sat on the footrest doubtfully.

Taking out the pastries from the oil paper bag.

Talking to myself is like accusing:

"My dad also said before that he wouldn't die before I grew up."

He wiped his nose, or tears, while swallowing the pastry.

The voice was quite calm, without any hint of crying.

"But he still died."

Shen Changle was already feeling confused, and seeing him like this made her feel even more upset.

He stroked his messy hair with his lowered hand.

"Don't think too much, it will be fine, we are here with you."

He sniffed and stuffed pastries into his mouth.

Nodding vaguely.

"Ok!"

Put the last piece of osmanthus cake into your mouth.

He stood up with his fists clenched, as if he had made up his mind.

"I promised my father that I would live well even if I was alone!"

Rekindle the fighting spirit.

He took a deep breath.

"I'm full. Thank you, Madam. I'm going to work and earn money!"

"Hey!"

Ignoring Shen Changle's attempts to stop him, he turned and ran out of the bedroom.