I was stunned.

It was a completely strange figure, and I had never seen it before.

How could a stranger appear in this room that I have never met before?

Just as I looked at the man in confusion through a layer of curtains, he seemed to feel my gaze, stood up straight and turned his head to look at me.

My heart hopped slightly.

He was a very young man. He said he was a young man, but he actually looked more like a child. He must not be over fifteen years old and was not tall. Perhaps because he was still growing, he felt thin as if he was getting thinner. The arms exposed from his rolled up sleeves looked solid and he looked like he was used to doing work.

His skin was dark, but his eyes were very bright. When he looked at me, his eyes flashed.

My breathing that had been calmed suddenly became tense.

He said, "Ah, she's awake."

As soon as he finished speaking, a person came in from outside. It was Hua Zhu. He must have been guarding the door and came in when he heard the child's voice.

She walked to the bed and looked down at me, then turned to the child and said, "Wake up, you go out."

The young man nodded, very obedient and even a little scared, and hurriedly turned around and walked out with a broom in his arms.

My eyes were still on him until his back disappeared at the door, and there seemed to be someone else guarding him outside. As soon as he went out, he was immediately taken away.

Hua Zhu reached out and lifted the curtain, looked down at me: "Miss Yan, are you okay?"

“…”

Instead of looking at her, I took my eyes back from the empty door and lowered my eyelids in a depressed manner.

I don’t know how long I’ve been in a coma again, nor do I know what she and Yunshan were doing that night, but my current miserable situation has already revealed what I have experienced in the world. Faced with such a little girl who has always been very respectful to me, I can’t raise my head.

She seemed to be able to feel my frustration at this moment, and she was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Miss Yan, do you - do you feel uncomfortable?"

“…”

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

“…”

"Miss Yan, can you say something to me? Are you okay?"

My silence made her more worried. She couldn't help but sit on the edge of the bed and looked at my pale face. Her little face was full of regret and pity. She whispered: "Miss Yan, don't be unable to think too much."

“…”

"Young Master...he, he is still good to you."

“…”

I didn't say anything, slowly closed my eyes.

Just as I closed my eyes, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Hua Zhu immediately stood up, stepped back from the bed several steps, and said respectfully: "Young Master."

"She woke up?"

"Yes, Miss Yan is awake."

"Didn't I say that as soon as she wakes up, I'll let someone talk back and forth?"

"Uh, Miss Yan just woke up."

"...Okay, you go down."

"yes."

Although she agreed, Hua Zhu was obviously hesitant and turned around and looked at me, then turned around and retreated.

The room was quiet, but I knew that he was not the only one who came. After he looked at me silently for a while, he whispered: "You all are waiting outside. You are not allowed to come in without my order."

"yes."

The people agreed, then put some things on the table and left.

He walked over slowly, lifted the curtain and sat down to the bed. He felt the bedding sinking down, and his voice was already close to his ears.

“Light.”

“…”

"You really hate me so much, don't you even want to look at me?"

“…”

I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes, but it was pitch black in front of me, and other perceptions became particularly sharp. I could feel his gaze staying on my face, and I could feel his breath blowing across his neck and bringing a slight tremor. I could even feel him slowly reaching out his hand and reaching my cheek.

I opened my eyes, turned my head and avoided his hand, gritted my teeth and said, "Don't touch me!"

“…”

His hands were nowhere close to me.

After a while of silence, he slowly put down his hand and stood up. I thought he was about to leave, but he just walked to the table and picked up a bowl, walked to the bed and sat down, and said, "I can't touch you now, but you haven't eaten for a long time. You can eat something first."

“…”

I was a little dazed. I didn't know how long I had been in a coma and how long it took to have not eaten anything, but I didn't feel hungry at all. My limbs and five bodies didn't look like my own, and only the beating thing in my chest was hurting in waves.

What happens if people don’t eat?

Of course it is hunger, and then it is the pain of the whole body and mind, which involves every drop of blood, every inch of skin, every bit of flesh and blood.

But now, that kind of pain doesn't seem to be anything to me.

I turned my head and didn't look at him.

He scooped up a little porridge with a spoon, and gently blew it to my mouth. His voice became softer and he said to me with a deliberate gentleness: "Eat a little, even if you only eat a little."

“…”

"Otherwise your body won't be able to bear it."

“…”

“Light.”

I turned a deaf ear and slowly closed my eyes.

But just as I closed my eyes, he sighed softly and put the spoon back into the bowl.

But a little uneasy suddenly arose in my heart.

I know that he is not a person who is easy to give up. Even for the most subtle things, although he is gentle, his gentle surface is full of strength and domineering. In some aspects, he is even more unbearable than anyone else to fight or reject.

I subconsciously opened my eyes and saw him making a gesture to the outside of the door.

Immediately, two guards outside the door walked in with one person.

My heart jumped subconsciously.

The man was tied behind his back and struggled completely without any power, and was wearing the clothes of soldiers. I immediately understood that it was the soldiers from Yangzhou they had captured before! The man was thrown into the middle of the house by them, struggling to raise his head, looking confused and fearful.

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I actually breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, but the next moment, my heart immediately rose.

Pei Yuanxiu said: "Say—Please ask Miss Yan for dinner."

The man was completely confused, staring at us with wide eyes, unable to even say a word, but a guard behind him kicked him: "Let you tell me!"

The man was kicked to the ground, his chin was worn to the floor, and his skin was worn out. At this time, he finally came to his senses and repeated tremblingly: "Please use - use meals."

After saying this, he looked at us in horror.

Pei Yuanxiu slowly turned his head, and once again scooped up a little porridge in his hand and delivered it to my mouth.

I was almost completely confused, not sure what he was trying to make, but just looked at him in panic. Just as I hesitated, he said without looking back: "Drag on."

The two guards immediately grabbed the man's hands tied back, dragged him up, and quickly walked out of the door.

What is this, what to do?

I became more and more frightened and more uneasy, and the man seemed to have understood something. The moment he was dragged out of the door, he suddenly shouted: "No, no, don't, spare your life!"

“…!”

"Give me your life!"

I understood immediately and looked at Pei Yuanxiu in horror: "You--"

Pei Yuanxiu lowered his eyelids and gently stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon. At this moment, a shrill scream came from outside.

"ah--!"

My heartbeat stopped suddenly.

That's-

After that brief scream, everything calmed down, as if nothing had happened. I widened my eyes and looked at the open hatch door. There was dark light outside, but in that darkness, there was a strong smell of blood slowly spreading in from outside.

I couldn't believe my eyes, let alone my ears. As I slowly turned my head and looked at him in horror, Pei Yuanxiu had no expression on his face, as if he had just given the most ordinary order and received the simplest feedback. He scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it on his lips and lit it. It seemed that the temperature was appropriate, and then delivered it to my mouth: "Come on, eat a little."
To be continued...