This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

It was a life-or-death struggle, and thankfully, she won.

Ye Xiaoxiao hugged He Wuyang tightly, her voice filled with relief, but also with lingering fear and unease: "Little Ayang, thank goodness... thank goodness you're awake."

"Let's go home. Mother, let's go!"

Ye Xiaoxiao picked up the person who was soaking wet and weak, while He Wuyou, whose face was full of lingering fear and self-blame, helped their still-shaken mother and walked home under the gaze of everyone.

The person at the front paused and turned to look at the group of people standing by the river.

"Who saved our Ah Yang just now?"

Aunt Wang, leading her cow, pointed to a stranger beside her.

"Xiao Xiao, this is the young master."

The man wore a long robe of bamboo-blue color, with clear features and a gentle, polite demeanor.

His clothes and hair were soaked, but it did not diminish his noble air in the slightest.

Ye Xiaoxiao was grateful: "Young master, please come with me to my home for a bowl of ginger tea and change into some clean clothes."

Yu Qingchuan was already amazed by the woman's method of saving the child, and had originally planned to ask her for advice after she had settled the child. Now that she had invited him, he couldn't refuse.

He cupped his hands in a respectful bow and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Miss Ye!"

After saying that, he took a step and followed behind the group.

After Ye Xiaoxiao put He Wuyang inside, she went to boil scallion and ginger water. He's mother wrapped the little girl tightly in a cotton quilt, and He Wuyou volunteered to go to the kitchen to boil water.

Madam He handed a set of He Jing's clothes to Yu Qingchuan, who was standing in the courtyard: "Young Master, you saved A-Yang today, you are our family's savior, we can never repay your kindness..."

As she spoke, she was about to kneel down and kowtow to the young man.

Upon hearing the news of Wu Yang falling into the water, her mind went blank, her hands and feet turned ice-cold, her legs became like wood and she couldn't move them, and her throat felt like it was blocked by something, making it impossible to breathe.

Fortunately, the youngest daughter was pulled from the river by the person in front of her, and then Xiao Xiao brought her back to life... She heard the villagers say that A Yang wasn't breathing...

Fortunately... otherwise, she couldn't imagine the despair and helplessness she felt...

Yu Qingchuan quickly helped her up, saying, "Auntie, there's no need for that. It was nothing of my concern."

Ye Xiaoxiao brought over two bowls of steaming ginger soup: "Young master, drink the ginger soup to ward off the cold."

Mother He took the other bowl and went inside.

Yu Qingchuan took the ginger soup from Ye Xiaoxiao, blew on it, and drank it all in one gulp.

A clear, gentle voice rang out: "Thank you, young lady. My surname is Yu, and I have a favor to ask."

Ye Xiaoxiao's bright eyes were filled with gratitude: "Young Master Yu, you are our family's savior, how can you say that I am asking for something I shouldn't?"

"The method by which you saved people just now is unheard of. May I ask where you learned your skills?"

Yu Qingchuan's handsome eyes were filled with curiosity and a thirst for knowledge as he stared intently at Ye Xiaoxiao, waiting for an answer.

He originally came to the mountains behind the village to find some herbs, but by chance he rescued a little girl who had fallen into the water, and by another chance he found a woman with considerable medical skills.

A moment later, he realized that staring at the girl was inappropriate, so he quickly looked away.

Ye Xiaoxiao noticed his embarrassment and subtly helped him out by pointing to a room: "Go and change out of these wet clothes first."

While Yu Qingchuan went to change his clothes, He Jing's tall and imposing figure strode in from outside the door.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a woman dressed in plain clothes holding a bowl, looking at him with a gentle gaze.

On his way back, he heard from others that it was Xiao Xiao who saved his sister's life.

He strode forward and pulled her into his arms, tightening his grip as if he wanted to embed her entirely into his embrace.

"Hmm... He Jing!"

"Thank you! Thank you! Xiao Xiao..."

[Host, the villain's corruption level has decreased to 30%! Keep it up, host! Victory is in sight!]

Ye Xiaoxiao had no time to pay attention to the system. She was caught off guard by the hug and her breath caught in her throat for a moment. Even through his clothes, she could feel the heat emanating from He Jing.

The scalding heat hit her face, and she felt herself becoming somewhat captivated.

She patted He Jing's broad back gently, as if to comfort him: "It's alright, A Yang is fine now, she was just a little frightened."

As she spoke, she felt a faint scent of soapberry lingering around her nose, mixed with the fresh and slightly astringent aroma of pine wood in the forest, which smelled wonderful.

The two were interrupted as they embraced.