Farm Girl's Manor

Xiao Ruiyuan was awakened by suffocation. As soon as he opened his eyes, he met with a gray, very old-looking ceiling. Recalling everything from last night and noticing that his abdominal wound had already been dressed, he knew he had been saved.

"Oh? You’re awake!"

Just as he was slowly moving his body, trying to get out of bed, a clear and tender voice rang in his ear. He looked up to see a five or six-year-old child staring at him with wide eyes, a face full of surprise. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Xiao Ruiyuan was just about to ask him something when the child turned and ran off.

Zhenzhen, who had seen her big brother covered in blood and had cried out of fear the night before, quickly ran to the kitchen and called out to her older sister, who was decocting medicine: "Big sister, that big brother is awake. Is the medicine ready?"

Mo Yan was startled by his loud voice and couldn’t help but poke Zhenzhen’s forehead, pretending to be angry: "If he’s awake, then he’s awake. What are you rushing for?"

Zhenzhen gave a sheepish smile, stretched out his little hand, and gestured with a face full of admiration: "That big brother is so amazing. Such a long cut on his body, he lost so much blood, yet when he woke up he didn’t even cry. Zhenzhen is so useless, I cried last night!"

Towards the end, he felt quite embarrassed, thinking that, as a man, he shouldn’t have cried out of fear. He was so cowardly; how could he protect his sisters in the future?

Recalling how the little guy had cried breathlessly the night before, Mo Yan felt both distressed and helpless: "It’s because Zhenzhen is still young, that’s why you are easily scared. When you grow up, you’ll be braver, and naturally, you won’t be afraid anymore!"

Zhenzhen had no reason to doubt the truthfulness in his sister’s words and seriously nodded: "Then Zhenzhen must eat well to make his courage grow quicker!"

"..."

Yanyan, does your father know you’re teaching your brother this way?

Xiao Ruiyuan slowly moved to the living room and overheard this silly and innocent conversation between the brother and sister. When he heard the last sentence, the corners of his lips curled up unwittingly. His usually rigid face seemed to thaw like ice in the sun, and his picturesque facial features gleamed with a few extra splashes of expression.

He had never experienced such warmth, and while it made him feel uncomfortable, he unwittingly indulged in it.

"Ah, why have you gotten up? What if your wound opens up?"

Liyan came in from outside and was a bit anxious to see the injured man standing. They had gone to great lengths the previous night to properly treat his wound.

Mo Yan came out of the kitchen upon hearing this and saw Xiao Ruiyuan. Even though she knew he had awoken, she did not expect him to have gotten out of bed. She then said, "Your wound is deep and won’t heal easily, so it’s best not to move around. If you need anything, just call us!"

Mo Yan’s words reminded Xiao Ruiyuan of the purpose of getting up. A blush rose on his face, drained from blood loss. He frowned with his eyebrows knit tight and remained silent. To Mo Yan and the others, it seemed as though he was angry.

Seeing his unhappy face, Mo Yan also felt quite depressed. If anyone else had broken in last night, she could have left them unattended, to avoid drawing trouble upon them. However, this man had a great debt of gratitude to their family. Had it not been for his men who subdued those bandits on the day she arrived, her father and younger siblings might have been harmed.

The atmosphere became somewhat cold and tense. After a while, Xiao Ruiyuan endured his embarrassment, his handsome face turning red, and stated coldly, "I need to use the restroom!"

Pfft~

Mo Yan couldn’t help but let out a sound, and facing his deadly gaze, she tried hard to appear as if she wasn’t laughing. She pointed toward the latrine in the corner of the courtyard and instructed Zhenzhen to go help him.

Now was not the time to care about face, so Xiao Ruiyuan did not refuse Zhenzhen’s support, but the moment he turned around, a crack appeared on his icy face!

Mo Yan had a hard time holding back; she finally understood why Xiao Ruiyuan had been keeping a cold face earlier and found him incredibly adorable.

If Xiao Ruiyuan knew he was associated with the word "adorable," he would probably wish he had never met this woman named "Mo Yan."

When Xiao Ruiyuan returned to the room after attending to his physical needs, still with a sour expression, Mo Yan came in with a bowl of medicine. Seeing his face, she could not help but want to laugh again, but she managed to hold it back.

"Here, drink it while it’s hot. It’s good for your wound!"

Xiao Ruiyuan looked uncomfortable seeing her. He took the medicine bowl and mumbled, "Thank you."

Huh? Mo Yan was somewhat surprised; she thought this ice block would disdain to speak to her.

"You don’t have to be polite, it’s the least I can do! Speaking of which, I should be thanking you. If it hadn’t been for you saving my family, they probably wouldn’t be here anymore!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ruiyuan’s eyes flashed with confusion: When had he ever saved anyone?

Seeing this, Mo Yan knew he didn’t remember, and since he didn’t, she didn’t want to waste effort explaining. Saving him was just returning the favor for his life-saving deed; neither of them needed the other’s gratitude.

Xiao Ruiyuan, seeing she had no intention of elaborating, did not ask further, but he carefully thought back and still could not recall when he had saved anyone.

Watching him lower his head to drink the medicine, every movement exuding elegance, Mo Yan became even more certain of her guesses.

Although she was unclear about his identity, he had led those men who clearly had fought and clawed through death, and he was no ordinary person. Moreover, the innate nobility that surrounded him was not diminished even the slightest by his current injuries and immobility.

Mo Yan speculated that this person either held a high position with great power or was born into a noble family with a distinguished status.

Whichever it was, ordinary people would not easily provoke him. Those who could harm him to such an extent were definitely not common folk. It was precisely because of this that saving him had been a great risk.

Worried that his enemies might follow the blood trail, as her father tended to his wounds last night, she and Grandfather Li took advantage of the night to erase the traces he had left behind. The family stayed terrified until dawn, fearing someone might track them down. Fortunately, the night passed without incident, and the man had also regained consciousness.

In a moment, Xiao Ruiyuan had finished the bowl of medicine. Looking at the pills handed to him, Mo Yan’s mouth twitched. Without expression, she took the medicine bowl and turned to head out.

"Wait, I’m hungry, I want to eat!"

The voice was cool and aloof, yet it somehow revealed a trace of petulance. Mo Yan stumbled, turned around, and glared at Xiao Ruiyuan: I am not your nanny!

Xiao Ruiyuan looked at her indifferently, his noble demeanor untouched as he stated, "You were the one who said there was no need for thanks."

Mo Yan choked. Was this his way of getting back at her for that uncontained laugh earlier? But she didn’t want to quarrel with a patient and resigned herself to go to the kitchen to prepare a meal for him.

But Mo Yan could never have imagined that saving Xiao Ruiyuan would bring her such a huge surprise...