I was exiled and I took away my supplies and ran away with my whole family.

Both of them were silent for a while.

Jiang Yu waited for a long time, but did not wait for the people around him to speak again, so he knew that he would not get what he wanted to hear today.

He pursed his lips, stood up silently, said "good night", and walked heavily to his tent.

Until I opened the curtain and went in, I didn't hear a word to stay.

After lying on the bed, he couldn't help but secretly spit on himself. He clearly knew that Ruirui's condition was sick and not normal, so why should he force it.

But looking back on the past thirty years, it seems that he has always been forcing things emotionally, and he has always been passionate about having his head cut off.

Is he really that bad?

Why... no matter how seriously you like someone, you can't get a good result...

Today was a day of great sorrow and joy, but he was actually very tired, not only physically but mentally as well.

Lying quietly on the bed at this moment, he closed his eyes and didn't want to think about anything about feelings anymore. He just wanted to relax and have a good sleep.

As for other things, leave it to yourself tomorrow.

The reason why he dared to do this was because with Shen Xingmian here, Ruirui would not be in any danger.

If he was still in another courtyard, he might not even dare to sleep, and would have to stay by Ruirui's side all night to feel at ease.

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Yu Xiurui, who was left outside, couldn't help but wonder pessimistically, had Jiang Yu finally abandoned her?

A person like him should be loved back by the person he likes and should cherish the response, instead of meeting a person like him who refuses to respond or say anything, and wants to die...

It must have cast quite a shadow on him.

Although the wound on his wrist has healed, the deep-seated pain seems to have been imprinted there, and I dare not move much.

After she was cured, she had been trying her best to avoid using her left hand, as if if she didn't move it, the discomfort would be alleviated.

There was no one around at this moment, so she raised her hand to look and found that there was not even a trace left on the inside of her wrist.

It looked like...she hadn't scratched that deep with the knife.

But the pain she felt at that time was too deep in her memory. When she saw her wrist without any problems, she would feel a strong sense of fragmentation.

It's as if the soul and body have been disconnected.

Suddenly, the little rabbit beside me moved, jumping forward, but it was too small, so no matter how hard it tried, it didn't jump very far.

Yu Xiurui looked at it, which was so small and fluttered forward with all its strength, and suddenly felt a little touched in her heart.

Can she also flutter and flutter again?

Before his father left, he said that he didn't blame himself, he only blamed the fear of others and... failing to protect her, which made her experience all that horror.

His only regret in his life was that he couldn't let her live happily.

Daddy knew that she would never be able to live a good life again.

He died in depression not because he blamed her as his daughter, but more because he blamed himself for not protecting her.

How could this not make her sad?

Those relatives and elders at home were worse than strangers to her.

After the incident, everyone just wanted to cut off the relationship, for fear of affecting the marriages of other women in the clan.

In order to prevent her from being harmed by her family again, her father took the initiative to exterminate the father and daughter.

For a father who has a deep sense of family values, how painful it must be in his heart, otherwise he would not be depressed until there is no cure.

She felt very regretful. It would have been better if she had not gone out that day...

Yu Xiurui lay on the bed. When she fell asleep, the pillow towel was soaked with tears.

……

After Shen Xingmian returned to his room, he consumed his light power and began practicing calligraphy without hesitation.

After a few days, it seems to have begun to show results. Not to mention how much better the handwriting looks. At least when holding the brush, my wrist no longer shakes as before.

By the way, it suddenly occurred to her that before, she could only practice according to the copybooks, without the guidance of a teacher, and she had to explore on her own.

It’s different now!

The two people temporarily staying in the space must be very educated and may be able to guide her.

Thinking of this, Shen Xingmian immediately put down his pen and lay down on the bed, preparing to have a good sleep and no longer work behind closed doors.

After a good night's sleep, the next morning, she prepared a fairly hearty meal as the first meal in the house where she suddenly became the host.

Obviously he wanted to be a guest in another courtyard, but this time it was better. He didn't get a meal, but he became the one who was ignored.

After Jiang Yu woke up, he felt extremely energetic. The fatigue caused by worry in the past few days seemed to have been swept away, and he felt extremely comfortable both physically and mentally.

He got up and dressed, stretched out and felt more comfortable. After washing, he felt even more energetic.

Seeing that Shen Xingmian had already started setting the meal, he quickly went over to help and said a little embarrassedly:

"I'm really tired of sleeping. Uncle feels really sorry. When we get to the capital, you can see what you like and uncle will buy it all for you."

What he said was so outrageous that Shen Xingmian couldn't help but his eyes lit up. He looked up at him with a smile and confirmed, "Uncle, is everything okay? Give me everything?"

Jiang Yu didn't know why, but suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he didn't dare to answer.

But when he thought about it, this was just a thirteen-year-old girl in front of him. No matter how much she wanted, she wouldn't be able to afford it. After all, when he went out, he brought a lot of silver with him in case of emergencies.

It’s not like you can’t even fulfill a little girl’s wish, right?

When he thought of this, he felt confident again and nodded firmly: "Okay, uncle keeps his word!"

Shen Xingmian smiled happily. She felt that she liked Uncle Jiang Yu more.

Although she doesn't really want anything, even if she does, she won't treat one of her own people as the culprit. If she has the skills, why not kill those corrupt officials outside?

Really.

Yu Xiurui, who was opening the curtain and walking out, couldn't help but start thinking after hearing this, what should she give in return for this life-saving grace.

She is not a person who is ungrateful, let alone such a life-saving grace.

This life now is not only her own, but also the little girl's in front of her, and of course, Jiang Yu's.

If he seeks death again, not only will he fail, but he will only create more trouble for the two people in front of him.

Her original intention of begging for death was that she really didn't want to live anymore, and the second was to allow Jiang Yu to get rid of her as a burden and live a better life, instead of constantly causing trouble for him.

Now that she couldn't die, she had to think about how to live well.