She picked up the young prime minister while fleeing famine

Looking at that slender, white arm, Banxia finally bit down...

Taking advantage of her distraction, Physician Li swiftly drew his sword.

"Well!"

Banxia let out a muffled groan, and as expected, she couldn't help but subconsciously clench her teeth.

As the pain gradually subsided, Banxia noticed a metallic taste in her mouth—the taste of blood.

"Sorry, I bit you." Banxia quickly let go of her mouth, looked up slightly at Lian Chengmo, and said apologetically.

She only intended to bite lightly, but unexpectedly, the bite broke the skin.

"It's alright, are you in a lot of pain?" Lian Chengmo quickly shook his head, his face full of concern.

After asking, Lian Chengmo silently pursed his lips. The little girl was the most resilient. She bit so hard; it must have hurt terribly.

Lian Chengmo felt guilty again. Why was he so careless? At this moment, he wished he could go back and whip the person's corpse a hundred times over.

"Oh, it's just a minor injury, it doesn't hurt that much anymore."

"Once the doctor finishes applying the medicine, it will definitely stop hurting, so don't worry." Banxia met Xiaoguban's gaze and looked away somewhat uncomfortably.

Then, feigning nonchalance, he spoke to his younger siblings who were gathered around him.

"Banxia, ​​your injuries are quite serious. Let me treat them first. For the other parts, we'll need your aunt's help," said Doctor Li as he washed Banxia's wounds.

"Please give your instructions, Doctor, and I will do as you say." Hearing this, Madam Wu quickly agreed before Banxia could speak.

Li Langzhong simply nodded without saying anything, but Banxia glanced at him and expressed her gratitude.

She didn't see the boy behind her pursing his thin lips, swallowing back the words that were about to come out several times.

Lian Chengmo wanted to say that he could also help apply the medicine, but he was mindful that the little girl was a girl, and although she was only nine years old, he should still be mindful of the proper separation between men and women.

Besides the dagger wound, Banxia also had several sword wounds. Although they were not deep and did not damage her bones, they were still several centimeters long and quite painful.

However, with so many people watching, Banxia had no choice but to endure it and wait for Doctor Li to clean most of her wounds before Wu carefully carried her back to the tent that had been set up.

Following the doctor's instructions, Wu treated the two sword wounds on Banxia's private parts. Wu's hands trembled slightly as she applied the medicine to Banxia by the light of the oil lamp, feeling a sense of lingering fear.

"Where did those thugs come from? Why did they chase after you and try to kill you? If anything happens to you, how can our family face our second uncle?" Wu was truly terrified, her voice trembling with tears.

"Sixth Aunt, don't worry, I'm perfectly fine." Banxia chuckled, trying to comfort Wu Shi.

"How can you call this okay? It's injured like this, and we don't even know if it will leave a scar."

"Although it's not on your face, you are still a girl. What if you are disliked by your husband's family when you grow up?" Madam Wu was still worried and kept nagging.

Although Banxia was not her biological daughter, after spending time together, Wu Shi had clearly come to regard her as her own daughter.

How could a mother not be heartbroken to see her daughter injured like this?

Banxia, ​​upon hearing Wu mention her husband's family, silently touched her nose and began to play dead.

She didn't really care about whether she would be left with a scar, and she cared even less about her husband's family, because she had no intention of getting married at all.

There was a popular saying in her time: "Marriage is the tomb of love."

There's an even more popular saying: "Staying single and childless ensures peace of mind!"

However, Banxia could understand Wu's thoughts. In this era, marriage was a very important event for women.

If you're unlucky enough to marry poorly, at best you'll suffer a lifetime of hardship and unhappiness, at worst you'll lose your life.

Banxia said she had no desire to try it at all.

"The medicine is applied. Banxia, ​​just lie there and don't move. I'll bring you the food when it's ready. Take good care of yourself and recover well, okay?" After applying the medicine, Madam Wu gently covered Banxia's bare back with her outer garment and gave her instructions.

Banxia was injured while running away; besides the wounds on her arms and legs, she also had two wounds on her back.

To apply the medicine, Wu cut up most of the clothes on the back of her clothes and then wrapped them in a clean white cloth.

Actually, after the wound was bandaged, there was hardly any exposed skin, but Ms. Wu still felt uneasy and covered it with her own coat.

She did want to bring her niece to their tent, but her father-in-law was also a man, and her eldest son was eight years old, so they had to avoid any appearance of impropriety.

Here, although the young master is a ten-year-old boy, the others are all four or five-year-old children. Madam Wu believes that the young master is not the kind of lecherous man, so she is quite at ease.

Of course, if she took off her coat, Banxia would believe that her sixth aunt truly trusted Lian Chengmo.

After giving repeated instructions and only after Banxia promised not to make any sudden movements, Wu left, turning back every few steps.

As soon as she stepped out of the tent, the little ones crowded in.

"Big sister, are you alright? Does your wound hurt a lot?"

"It's all my fault for being too young to protect my older sister." Qi Changshan squatted down next to Banxia, ​​feeling guilty, and reached out to touch his older sister but didn't dare to.

"Big sister, let me blow on it for you. Grandpa said blowing on the wound will make it stop hurting." Qi Juanbai squatted down and blew on one of Banxia's wounds.

Seeing this, Xiao Shuang'er and Qi Gu followed suit and blew air on another wound of Banxia.

Although Qi Yun knew that the idea that breathing would relieve pain was just a lie, she still squatted down on the other side of her cousin, looking at her with concern.

Only Lian Chengyu stood helplessly to the side, unsure of what to do.

He overheard that those people were there to kill his cousin, and that his sister Banxia was implicated because of him.

Looking at his sister Banxia covered in injuries, he wanted to cry, but couldn't find the words to comfort her.

Sister Banxia must hate her cousin now, right?

Will she ignore them from now on? Lian Chengyu didn't want his sister Banxia to ignore him.

"Alright, alright, I'm fine. I just got a little hurt, I'll be fine after a while." Banxia held her second brother's hand with her less injured hand, and looked around at the little ones with a smile.

Seeing that the children seemed somewhat skeptical, he added.

"Alright, stop looking so gloomy, like your older sister is about to die."

"Have you forgotten about Brother Dalang? He had such a big gash in his stomach that he almost died, but he took his medicine and applied it every day, and his wound healed."

"Changshan, I remember Brother Dalang caught a turtledove for you yesterday."

"Don't worry, my injury isn't as bad as Brother Dalang's. It'll be fine in a couple of days."

"Big sister, is that really true?" Qi Changshan carefully held his older sister's hand, not daring to use too much force, for fear of pulling on her wound, but he still asked in disbelief.

It's clear that the eldest sister's injuries look much more numerous than the eldest brother's.

"That's really true. If you don't believe me, just wait a few days and see. I guarantee it will be better in less than seven days."

"..."

Banxia and the other kids were chatting away in the tent, and no one noticed that a boy stood outside the tent, lost in thought, for a long time.

Then, he resolutely turned and went in one direction.