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

Ye Xiaoxiao rushed home with the two kinds of medicinal herbs. As soon as she entered the kitchen, she saw He Wuyang squatting behind the stove, with only her round head showing. The firelight in the stove made her little face look rosy.

Ye Xiaoxiao turned around and found three ounces of dried ginger in the kitchen, and then took a handful of mugwort from the door frame.

Cypress leaves can stop blood from flowing upwards, dried ginger and mugwort warm the spleen and stomach, and children's urine can nourish yin, stop bleeding, and also guide blood downwards.

After drinking the medicine, Madam He lay down to rest.

Ye Xiaoxiao was fascinated by the feeling of working non-stop, which made her feel grounded, at ease, and alive.

After tidying up the medicine bowl, she continued her grand plan to win over He Wuyang, starting to find topics to chat about.

"Ah Yang, where's your second brother? Where was he rushing off to just now?"

Upon hearing this, He Wuyang's bright eyes immediately lit up with determination: "He went to find Big Brother, humph! Don't even think about selling me out! When Big Brother comes back, he'll definitely protect us!"

Ye Xiaoxiao: Is this whole thing still going on?

"Ah Yang, of course your older brother will protect you. But don't worry, I won't sell you off. From now on, my older brother and I will protect you together!"

“Let’s pinky swear!” Ye Xiaoxiao extended her little finger, her eyes full of sincerity and anticipation.

He Wuyang raised her chin and tilted her head: Who wants to pinky swear with you? I'm not like Siya, my little brain is very smart!

Ye Xiaoxiao followed her gaze to He Shi, who was sleeping soundly on the bed. She moved closer to the little girl and said with a smile, "Look, your mother is sleeping so well because she drank the medicine I prescribed. I knew I wasn't lying to you, was I?"

A hint of hesitation flashed in the little girl's eyes. Her left hand unconsciously picked at the frayed edge of her right sleeve, and she remained silent.

Ye Xiaoxiao continued to guide her patiently, her smiling eyes as clear and bright as a spring.

"So? Want to pinky swear with me? Hmm?"

She squatted down, tilted her head, and waved her little finger in front of He Wuyang's eyes.

After a long while, He Wuyang cautiously extended his right hand, his little finger lightly touching Ye Xiaoxiao's finger before quickly withdrawing it.

Ye Xiaoxiao smiled.

Finally, there is some progress.

and many more!

I feel like I've forgotten something.

I remembered!

If I remember correctly, shortly after the original owner of this body poisoned the animals, He Jing returned from hunting severely injured. Seeing his family members had also been poisoned, he neglected his own health, fell seriously ill, and nearly lost his life...

The family crisis is now over.

Now, the one in real danger is He Jing!

"Ayang, you stay home and look after your mother. I'm going to check if your older brothers have returned yet."

After giving her instructions, Ye Xiaoxiao carried a wood-chopping knife out the door and turned into the path behind the house.

People who go hunting in the mountains usually go in groups, but He Jing always goes alone and never associates with others.

However, everyone in the village knew that he had specially built a small wooden house halfway up the mountain, and Ye Xiaoxiao was no exception.

Taking advantage of the early hour, Ye Xiaoxiao quickened her pace; it would be dark in less than an hour.

In the early spring mountains and forests, a biting cold wind still blows through the bare treetops, and a bone-chilling cold hits you in the face.

Ye Xiaoxiao had never been to the deep mountains before. The more she walked into the silent forest, the more frightened she became.

She admitted that she was timid, but she wasn't afraid in broad daylight.

The burial mounds hidden in the woods appeared and disappeared, challenging her physical limits.

In the desolate woods, only the sound of footsteps echoed in my ears.

She kept feeling like someone was following her, but when she stopped and looked back, there was nothing there.

Only the dark treetops bared their fangs and claws, as if they would transform into a ferocious behemoth at any moment, opening its blood-red maw to swallow them whole.

As darkness fell, she grew increasingly frightened and decided to run through the forest.

"Help! Is anyone there?"

"anyone there?"

Besides the whistling wind, I could also hear the cries of children...

That sounds a bit like...