Chapter 48: Chapter Forty-Eight: Moving House

The girl before him was none other than the woman he had seen that night in the Military Camp, weeping pitifully.

But the next moment, Cheng Chengxuan felt a powerful suction drag him away.

"Cough, cough!"

In the Po Miao, Cheng Chengxuan, who had been unconscious, suddenly coughed twice and woke up.

"Chengxuan!"

"Young General!"

A few people hurriedly crowded around, looking at him with concern.

Cheng Qiuyun handed him a waterskin and helped him drink a mouthful of water.

"How are you feeling now?"

Cheng Chengxuan looked at her in a daze, and his eyes instantly reddened; his nose felt sour too.

"Elder sister?"

"Were you waiting for me? Where's Grandmother?"

As he spoke, he looked around, but only saw Cheng Xin and Cheng Sen, as well as Cheng Yao beside him.

"Cheng Yao? Why are you here too?"

The question left Cheng Yao completely baffled; he scratched the back of his head and looked at him in confusion.

"Young General, I've been here the whole time."

And I'm the one who carried you here on my back.

Cheng Qiuyun frowned and slapped Chengxuan's arm.

"Snap out of it, will you? What nonsense are you spouting?"

Could it be that the residual poison wasn't fully cleared and has spread to his brain?

"Hiss!"

Cheng Chengxuan rubbed his arm, then pinched himself.

"Ouch!"

"I can still feel pain!"

"So I'm not dead yet?"

Then he excitedly looked at Cheng Qiuyun beside him.

"Elder sister, you're not dead either?!"

Cheng Qiuyun was absolutely furious.

This time, she slapped him right on the head.

Can't this brat wish her anything good?

"You rotten brat, cursing me, are you?!"

Cheng Chengxuan didn't mind, staring fixedly at her.

"Then what about Grandmother, Mother, and Yu'an and the others?"

Cheng Qiuyun glanced around; the guards nearby voluntarily went out to stand watch on their own.

Only then did she dare to whisper to Cheng Chengxuan with relief.

"Grandmother thought it through carefully and led us in a fake death to escape."

"So that's how it was, so that's how it was…"

Cheng Chengxuan nodded while muttering softly under his breath.

Suddenly, he frowned slightly.

"That's not right."

"Then why did I end up like that just now?"

Though his voice was soft, Cheng Qiuyun still heard it.

"End up like what?"

"N-nothing."

Cheng Chengxuan quickly shook his head.

The moment he thought about what had just happened, the image of that girl inevitably surfaced in his mind.

Her cold, stern, sickly pale face suddenly flushed crimson, the color creeping all the way to the roots of his ears.

Seeing him like this, Cheng Qiuyun asked worriedly.

"Hasn't the fever already broken? Why is your face still so red?"

As she spoke, she reached out to feel the temperature of his forehead.

Cheng Chengxuan raised a hand to block her, turned his head away, and spoke in a muffled, sulky voice.

"Don't worry, Elder sister, I'm fine."

Seeing him in such a state, Cheng Qiuyun grew even more suspicious and eyed him doubtfully.

"Are you sure?"

Cheng Chengxuan nodded emphatically.

"I'm really fine."

Then he began to change the subject.

"Oh right, Elder sister, are Grandmother and the others all right? Is the current situation safe?"

Cheng Qiuyun nodded, then quietly told him about the harrowing experiences along the way.

……

Beihuang City.

Early that morning, Yi Jiang was lying on the bed, recovering from his injuries.

Thinking about how he had gotten these wounds all over his body, he could not help wiping away a few tears of self-pity.

Was it not just sneaking out to play?

It would have been fine if Grandfather was angry, but Father had actually steeled his heart and given him a beating too.

"Yi Jiang, are you all right?"

Hearing that voice, Yi Jiang's big eyes lit up, and he instinctively tried to get up.

But the moment his hands pressed against the bed, he pulled at the wound on his bottom. The pain instantly made him wince, and his body thudded heavily back down onto the bed.

"Ow, that hurts me to death."

"Yu'an, you're here."

"I can't take you out to play today, so how about we roll dice in the room?"

Looking at his pitiful state, Yu'an asked.

"Does the wound still hurt?"

Yi Jiang endured the pain and propped himself up to a half-sitting position, patting his chest with one hand.

"Don't worry. Grandfather has beaten me plenty over the years, I've long since built up a resistance. A little injury like this, I'll be fine after resting three to five days."

Smelling the faint, bitter scent of medicine in the room, Yu'an scrunched up his little nose, his gaze falling on the bowl beside him filled with dark, murky medicinal soup.

He pulled a Milk Candy out of his pouch.

"Here, this is for you to eat."

"Wow, Yu'an, were you afraid I'd find the medicine bitter, so you specially brought me candy? Yu'an, you're so good to me."

With the sweet Milk Candy in his mouth, he felt the medicine was not bitter at all.

But the next moment, he heard Yu'an say.

"Today, Lord Chen and Chen Old Gentleman are taking us out of the city."

"What?!"

"I want to go too!"

Yi Jiang struggled to get up.

Yu'an pressed his little mouth together, looking at him with a solemn face.

"Don't move around, you're still injured."

"Maybe next time. Be good and rest up. I'll be going now. We'll meet again when we get the chance."

Watching his retreating back, Yi Jiang sucked on the Milk Candy in his mouth.

Why does it feel a little sour?

But what did Yu'an's last sentence mean?

……

The Chen father and son brought the Cheng Family people to a farmhouse courtyard outside the city, at the foot of the mountain.

"This courtyard originally belonged to an old hunter. A few years ago, he went up the mountain to hunt, had an accident, and never came back."

Chen Ying paused, looking toward Cheng Old Madam.

"Although we have already sent guards ahead to drive away the wild beasts and poisonous snakes, bugs, and ants, this place is still not as safe as the City Lord's Manor after all."

"Have you truly thought it through, that you wish to move here?"

Cheng Old Madam smiled faintly and nodded.

"This courtyard is very nice. Thank you both."

Living under someone else's roof was never a long-term plan, and besides, the secret on Yu'an…

The City Lord's Manor was safe, but with so many eyes and ears, it was hard to keep things quiet.

Unable to talk the Chen father and son out of it, they helped tidy up the courtyard and then left.

"Grandmother!"

Cheng Qiuluo ran in from outside the courtyard.

"Grandmother, there's a huge patch of land behind the courtyard!"

"Really?"

A glint flickered in Cheng Old Madam's eyes.

"Let's go take a look."

The few of them walked to the backyard and saw a large stretch of land extending all the way to the foot of the mountain.

It was simply overgrown with weeds.

An Luo惊喜ly discovered.

This large stretch was actually Black Soil!

Buzz!

Detected that Zaituan's current space is sufficient. Place the land?

Seeing this prompt, An Luo froze for a moment.

Right, she had opened up two plots of land before.

She directly placed those two mu of land outside the courtyard.

"Look at that plot by the wall corner, it wasn't like that just now."

Cheng Qiuruo pointed at the two plots that had just been placed.

A thoughtful look flashed through Cheng Old Madam's eyes, and then she patted Yu'an's head.

"Alright, didn't we save quite a few watermelon seeds earlier? Let's plant them and try."

"Yes."

Meng Shi nodded in agreement.

Looking at the patch of land in the corner, Yu'an's big eyes blinked and sparkled.

【Fairy Sister, was it you who did it?】

That voice pulled An Luo back to her senses.

"Oh, right."

A few notifications had just appeared on the screen.

Buzz!

Detected that Zaituan has completed initial planting. Reward: One-Click Harvester x2 (only usable on system-rewarded land), Soil Fertilizer Agent x2 (can be used to enhance land fertility, only usable on system-rewarded land, but ineffective on Advanced Black Soil).

Buzz!

Now issuing a special quest: Please help Zaituan successfully harvest a crop.

If the quest is completed, rewards: 100 Reputation Points, 100 points, one random Black Soil plot, and any grain seed of 10,000 jin; if the quest fails, penalty: none.

An Luo: "!!!"

No penalty for failing the quest?

So, System, are you finding roundabout ways to give Zaituan a Golden Finger?