Arrogant and domineering because of his good looks: His Majesty always pretends to be righteous

It was already evening, and the sun was about to set. Xia Rongliu and Yuan Qinghe hastily ended their conversation. Yuan Qinghe insisted on escorting Xia Rongliu down the mountain, worried that an eight-year-old girl might encounter a pervert.

Xia Rongliu tried to tap Yuan Qinghe's forehead, but couldn't reach it... and was instead mocked by Yuan Qinghe. Enraged, Xia Rongliu grabbed Yuan Qinghe's tender flesh at the waist and pinched it hard.

"Aaaaaaaahh ...

"I'm not that strong, why did I have to scream so pitifully?" After saying that, she looked at Yuan Qinghe, who was also looking at her in confusion. Suddenly, she realized that the sound just now came from a distance and was not Yuan Qinghe's voice at all.

"Yuan Qinghe, Grandpa Yuan, did you hear anything just now? Tell me, was it just my imagination?" After saying that, she moved closer to Yuan Qinghe.

Yuan Qing was very pleased with Xia Rongliu's little gesture, and patted his chest, saying, "What are you afraid of? With me here, you can hide behind me if you encounter any danger."

No sooner had he finished speaking than another scream echoed through the mountains, lingering in their ears for a long time. Yuan Qinghe stiffened, then, carrying Xia Rongliu, said, "It's getting late, let's hurry back."

Xia Rongliu nodded in rare agreement and seriousness, and the two quickened their pace, afraid that something was chasing after them. Gradually, they sensed something was wrong; the further they went, the louder the pitiful screams became.

"Ah ...

Xia Rongliu felt uneasy, being weighed down by Yuan Qing's heavy body. She said irritably, "I'm going to suffocate from your breath first, let go!"

"I...no...look how weak, pitiful, and helpless I am~~" Yuan Qing was so frightened that he could barely speak. "Should we...should we go back to the Taoist temple first?"

"..."

"I remember someone just confidently saying that if there is any danger, don't be afraid, just hide behind him..." Xia Rongliu suddenly calmed down.

"Cough cough..."

"Don't worry, it's nothing. Someone must be calling for help." Xia Rongliu comforted Yuan Qinghe, while looking around to figure out which direction the sound was coming from.

"Really? You're not kidding me."

"You've lived here for so long, don't you have any self-awareness? Didn't you used to sneak out of the Taoist temple all the time and get caught? The sun hasn't even set yet! Let's go." Xia Rongliu pushed away the person clinging to her.

"Huh? Where are you going? There's no road over there!" Yuan Qinghe panicked and grabbed Xia Rongliu, thinking that Xia Rongliu was going to walk back.

"Go save them! Hurry up and do it, don't dawdle!" Xia Rongliu waved her hand, quite domineeringly.

Yuan Qinghe went after them. "Don't be afraid, Yuan Qinghe, you can do it!" Yuan Qinghe mentally encouraged himself and made a gesture.

Xia Rongliu followed the sound, and Yuan Qinghe followed her. The sound grew louder and louder, and Yuan Qinghe's fear gradually subsided because he knew it was a person.

"Help—meaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Stop yelling. You're screaming like a ghost. You'll scare everyone away." Yuan Qinghe scoffed. "With this level of screaming for help, you could die a thousand times over."

When Wang Xiaohu saw someone coming, he stopped shouting and cried out, "Help me!"

Xia Rongliu said impatiently, "Don't shout, or you can just stay there." Her shouting was chilling, and she indicated that she agreed with Yuan Qinghe's words.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, please help me."

Wang Xiaohu was in a trap pit more than three meters high, surrounded by branches and broad leaves. It was obviously a trap set by someone. Wang Xiaohu was covered in mud and leaves, and his face was so covered that his features were no longer visible.

"How do you plan to save her?" Yuan Qinghe asked Xia Rongliu.

Xia Rongliu scratched her head. "How should I know?" Her eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for anything useful. "Yuan Qinghe, why don't you grab my foot and I'll drag him up?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Qinghe immediately shook his head, "No, no, don't."

Hearing this, Wang Xiaohu, who was in the pit, cried out in desperation, "Save me! Please, please save me!"

"Don't rush, shut your mouth." After Xia Rongliu finished speaking, she turned to Yuan Qinghe and said, "We can't just stand by and watch him die. I can't hold you back either. Besides, look at this poor child. This is what true weakness, pitifulness, and helplessness look like."

Xia Rongliu understood Yuan Qinghe; Yuan Qinghe was still very righteous. Wang Xiaohu, listening from inside the pit, nodded heavily. This younger sister was a really good person.

Yuan Qing nodded with a heavy heart. "Then be careful and don't get hurt. If you can't hold on, let go. Don't force it."

Yuan Qing grabbed Xia Rongliu's ankles with both hands, and Xia Rongliu's body slowly slid into the pit. "Give me your hands, hurry up," Xia Rongliu urged Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu didn't hesitate and reached out to grab Xia Rongliu's hand. Yuan Qinghe didn't let go and slowly backed away. The weight of Wang Xiaohu plus Xia Rongliu made it very difficult for Yuan Qinghe, but he still managed to pull her up.

The three of them sat on the ground, panting heavily. After resting for a while, Xia Rongliu stood up and said, "I have to go back now. Mother must be worried." The sun had completely set, leaving only a little afterglow.

Wang Xiaohu tried to get up, but he fell to the ground. Yuan Qing frowned and asked, "What happened to your leg?"

"When I fell in, the pit was so deep that I hurt my leg."

"where is your house?"

Wang Xiaohu fell silent for a long while before speaking again, "I have no home, I'm all alone."

"Alright, Yuan Qinghe, take him back to the Taoist temple. It's not far from my house if you walk along the path. You should go back early too." Xia Rongliu said decisively, and Yuan Qinghe agreed after seeing Wang Xiaohu's appearance.

"Be careful on your way home, I'll come to see you tomorrow!"

"Ah."

Yuan Qing carried Wang Xiaohu back to the Taoist temple, while Xia Rongliu ran all the way back to the Lin family. As soon as she entered the door, Lin Yue ran over and said, "Why are you so late? You're covered in sweat."

Xia Rongliu shook her head. "It's alright, Mother. I ran back."

"Sigh, I know you're good friends with that kid from the Taoist temple, but don't stay out too late. The sun has already set, and if it gets any darker, I'll be coming to find you."

After Lin Yue finished speaking, she reached out to grab Xia Rongliu's arm, but before she could exert any force, Xia Rongliu let out a soft hiss. Lin Yue noticed this and her expression changed, so she started to roll up Xia Rongliu's sleeve.

"What happened? It's all bruised! And you're fine? Why are there scratches on your wrists too? Did that kid bully you?" Lin Yue said anxiously, her precious daughter.

Xia Rongliu's shoulder joints were bruised, and the muscles in her arms were also sore. The red marks on her wrists were glaringly obvious.