After treating the two people, Shu’er checked the current situation.
This is a mountain valley. Although it’s not as cold as outside, the weather cannot be considered warm.
Seeing the two in this state, she took out so firewood from her space, along with a few fresh fish and several wild rabbits, and imdiately began to roast them.
When the two awoke, Shu’er handed them the cooked fish.
"Have a bite first."
anwhile, a stone pot was boiling a fish and so wild vegetables, also gathered by her into the space earlier.
The two had been hungry for many days. After eating the fish, they looked improved.
After drinking so fish soup from a stone bowl, their faces looked much better.
He looked happily at Shu’er: "Sister, thanks to you."
Shu’er nodded: "We’re friends, it’s the right thing to do."
She then gave the roast rabbit to the two to eat and had a little herself.
She asked, "Can the two of you walk?"
Both of them nodded.
Shu’er went over to the horse, which now seed normal again, not crazy at all.
However, in the original world, saving the protagonist wasn’t the reason to make a horse go crazy.
Walking for about three days, the two people’s wounds gradually healed, but on the third night, Father Yan developed a fever.
Shu’er and Yan Huan Yu took turns looking after Father Yan, who continued to burn with fever, becoming more delirious.
Shu’er gazed thoughtfully at Father Yan. Logically, he was marked by the author to die, yet he hadn’t.
Is it because of the protagonist?
No, maybe it’s because of her.
After all, the protagonist in the previous life was always by Father Yan’s side, but Father Yan still died?
And this life brought her, so she was the variable?
After both taking care of him for two consecutive days and using Spiritual Spring Water to nourish him, Father Yan finally woke up.
But his body beca extrely weak, as if he could pass away at any mont.
Shu’er said nothing.
During this ti, Yan Huan Yu was sowhat pleased, not needing to deal with camp chores, and his father was fine.
He could also spend ti with his sister.
His sister is so gentle, the als she makes are delicious too, and the two haven’t argued over all these days together.
He sensed that most of the ti Shu’er was quite Zen-like, gentle like water.
The heart-palpitating feelings that Yan Huan Yu had suppressed repeatedly surfaced intensely.
Shu’er realized that staying with the protagonist indeed brought good fortune. At least she had found several Lingzhi plants, and they were all thousand-year-old ones.
She transplanted the soil where they grew into her space for cultivation, intending not to use such precious herbs unless absolutely necessary.
So dicinal materials that only existed in ancient texts were found by Shu’er too.
And her headaches never actually occurred.
But she discovered that actually, Yan Huan Yu’s anesthetic effects were different from Tang Zan’s.
If Tang Zan were dicine, Yan Huan Yu would just be an anesthetic.
She stayed with Tang Zan a while, and even leaving him didn’t exacerbate the pain; rather, it lessened.
But Yan Huan Yu and Lin Shiyao, along with other main characters, had effects similar to Spiritual Spring Water.
Leaving them caused doubled pain.
It seed Tang Zan was always different to her.
On the seventh day of Shu’er’s disappearance, Tang Zan finally found her.
Tang Zan’s eyes burned red as he saw Shu’er chatting and laughing with Yan Huan Yu; he nearly wanted to rush over and fiercely mark Shu’er in an embrace.
Then, Shu’er sensed the air pressure lowered around them.
In the anti, there was Tang Zan with a chilling voice: "Shu’er."
Shu’er turned her head, seeing Tang Zan looking at her with a gloomy face.
Her eyes brightened, she threw down the wild vegetables in her hand and ran toward Tang Zan.
Tang Zan dismounted his horse and embraced the running Shu’er.
Upon slling the fragrance on Shu’er again, the restlessness in his body sowhat eased.
He buried his head in Shu’er’s neck: "I missed you."
Shu’er’s face flushed rosy; she responded softly: "I missed you too."
Tang Zan’s heart, anxious for many days, finally settled, yet a sour sweetness arose in his chest.
"You didn’t know; we were lost for so many days, always circling in the sa area."
Tang Zan stroked Shu’er’s hair: "My lady suffered."
The other soldiers exchanged complex glances at Shu’er, then at Tang Zan, before eting each other’s eyes and saying nothing.
Being alone for such a long ti ant who knows what might have happened, but Shu’er’s arm still bore the Chastity Sand.
At that mont, it proved Shu’er’s purity.
It also proved their General was perhaps... lacking in that aspect?
Otherwise, with such a beautiful, lovely girl, who wouldn’t want her to beco their wife sooner?
Moreover, they’ve been married for more than a year.
Who can bear that?
Unless, incapable.
Looking at Yan Huan Yu as he stepped toward them, thinking about their days spent together, Tang Zan’s face turned cold.
He took a deep breath, pulled Shu’er closer, and kissed her heavily, claiming his sovereignty, then raised his eyebrow towards Yan Huan Yu.
"Commander Yan accomplished an admirable feat during this reconnaissance mission, substantial rewards await back at the camp."
Listening to these gritted words, the corners of Yan Huan Yu’s mouth curled slightly.
On the way back, Tang Zan pulled Shu’er onto the sa horse, encircled her waist, and rode toward the camp.
Shu’er looked speechless: "You’re a general, after all."
Tang Zan remarked: "I’m also your husband."
Shu’er shrugged her shoulders and said no more.
She didn’t know how long she could stay by Tang Zan’s side, no need to turn all their ti together into argunts.
Cherish the sweet monts.
Upon entering the camp, Tang Zan looked at Shu’er, bit her gently, then led the others away.
Having searched for Yan Huan Yu all night, everyone was exhausted; Tang Zan arranged for rest rotations, holding Shu’er to sleep with him.
This sleep was particularly sweet.
God knows he’s been unable to sleep well during this ti, either dreaming of Shu’er encountering danger or dreaming of Yan Huan Yu advancing with his villanous intent.
The most terrifying nightmare was seeing Shu’er fall in love with Yan Huan Yu.
Now, holding her in his arms, he found a sense of assurance.
Shu’er belongs to him.
He kissed Shu’er’s neck.
"Shu’er, I adore you."
Originally drowsy, Shu’er now lost her sleepiness.
She imdiately opened her eyes, her lips curled in a slight smile.
Her heart blossod with joy.
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