Shenhao: The little widow became the richest woman in Beijing

The stern man stared at Bai Xueru approaching him,

His eyes were sharp and he remained alert.

Bai Xueru looked at the man beside the bed with a gentle face, "How have you recovered in the past two days? I'll help you take a look at the wound, and then give you a new supply of wound medicine."

"Take off your clothes."

Yan Chu stared at her silently, listening to her ask him to take off his clothes.

His eyes hesitated for a moment, then he followed the instructions silently.

Bai Xueru took off the bandage on his wound and looked at the scars all over his body with calm eyes.

The movements in his hands continued unabated, and he lowered his head to help him deal with it. He also changed a batch of the newly prepared wound medicine in the past few days, just in time to test the effect on him.

The medicine was sprinkled on the wound, and the pain was obvious. Bai Xueru raised her eyes and looked at the man, wanting to tell him that although the new medicine was irritating, it was very useful.

But his brows were not furrowed, and there was no muffled sound.

I don’t know how many things this man has experienced before and how many injuries he has suffered before, so that he can become so accustomed to it.

Bai Xueru lowered her eyes and said nothing, and continued to apply the wound medicine on her with her fingertips.

Yan Chu's stern eyes stared at Bai Xueru's movements, seeming to be a little wary and cautious, as if Bai Xueru would pounce on him like a cheetah if she did anything disadvantageous to him.

Not long after, Bai Xueru finished treating the wound and looked at the man with his bare upper body and piercing eyes.

Put the porcelain bottle in your hand on the table,

"This is a newly prepared wound medicine. Apply this once in the morning and evening. A servant will come to help you."

Then he comforted her softly, "You don't have to be so defensive, no one here will hurt you."

The man looked deeply at Bai Xueru, but in the end he did not speak, but his sharp eyes dimmed slightly.

Looking at Bai Xueru's leaving figure, he picked up the porcelain bottle on the table and lowered his eyes in thought...

Here, Bai Xueru saw that there was no movement in the next room, and thought of the way the man suppressed his anger that day,

I don’t know what happened to his cracked wound.

However, he did not knock on the door again. He raised his hand and called an attendant. He handed him another bottle of wound medicine in his arms and asked it to be delivered to the person in the house for use when changing the dressing in the future.

In the room, Zhou Xuanyin vaguely heard the sounds outside, with a stern face, closed his deep eyes, and ignored them.

When Bai Xueru walked away and walked out of the courtyard, she bumped into Xiao Ye coming back with an injured shoulder. She couldn't help but frowned slightly and asked,

"What's going on here?"

Xiao Ye's eyes were as serious as a wolf's, and his voice was slightly cold: "Assassinated!"

Bai Xueru raised her eyebrows in surprise, "You are the one who assassinates others, and you will be assassinated by others?"

Xiao Ye narrowed his eyelashes slightly, he didn't know who he had offended?

I've been here with her all the time lately. Could it be that I have encountered some enemies?

It’s just that it really shouldn’t be? It was his first mission, where did he find his enemies?

Could it be that the person in the Blood Prison Pavilion who offended his brother was blamed on him?

Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes and thought, he had to go back and see if something happened in the pavilion? Then he raised his eyes and looked at Bai Xueru, his voice was cold.

"I have to leave for a while!"

Bai Xueru nodded in response. He was not one of his own and would have to leave sooner or later.

Xiao Ye frowned and stared at Bai Xueru, his tone was not good at explaining,

"You are a heartless and high-profile woman. Don't you understand that you don't want to show off your wealth? Be careful and get yourself into trouble. What does others have to do with you?"

"With so much turmoil in the institute, it would be better for you to keep a low profile in the future. Someone in the capital has been asking for news about you recently."

Bai Xueru's eyes were calm and she nodded slightly. Although the man opposite her tone was not kind, he was indeed caring and she took note of it.

Someone is spying on me? Bai Xueru narrowed her eyes slightly,

It seems that the day to go to the capital has to be put on the schedule. Before the institute opens across Kyushu, I first need to find a powerful backer...

However, I don’t want to be anyone’s vassal or subordinate. Maybe my money can be mutually beneficial to them. No one will refuse...

Seeing Xiao Ye turning around to leave, "Wait a minute."

Bai Xueru threw the last porcelain bottle left in her hand.

"This medicine is given to you as a reward for the news you gave me."

Xiao Ye's uninjured hand was as fast as lightning, grabbing the porcelain bottle thrown towards him, looking back at it, holding it in his hand, and put it into his arms.

"You are a woman with some conscience."

When he turned around, for some reason, he suddenly said, "I'm much better than that county magistrate!"

Bai Xueru's eyes were puzzled, why did he get involved with the county magistrate?

But seeing his back turning over the wall neatly, he didn't say anything.

In the courtyard next door,

Xue's mother was at the door of the study, looking at her son studying in the study every day, her eyes full of heartache.

He walked forward with the cooked chicken soup and placed it on the table.

I couldn't help but to persuade with distress,

"Let's take a rest first and drink some soup."

"You are a forger, not a man made of iron."

"Even if it is iron, it needs to be cooled and rested. It cannot be tempered all the time."

During these days, he not only arranged business and learned cooking and embroidery, but also went to the Academy to study and practice martial arts.

He also seems to want to learn all the categories in the academy and practices some skills at home from time to time.

He schedules his daily schedule to a full schedule, often staying up late and lighting candles until the morning sounds.

Xue Qing raised his eyes and saw his mother, stood up and saluted, and then spoke to comfort her gently,

"Mom, don't worry, your son is sensible. In these days, he is living a more fulfilling life than before."

Mother Xue frowned and stared at her son, seeing that although his eyes were a little tired, his resolute face was full of energy.

Sighing, with worry on his face, he thought of what the woman said that day about not having a sweetheart.

I couldn't help but ask,

"If in the end, you two are not destined to meet each other, what should you do?"

Xue Qing lowered his eyes, thinking about that result, his expression seemed a bit lonely.

After a moment, he looked up at his mother.

"Even if her son has no fate with her in the end, it means that he is not worthy of her."

Xue Qing pursed her lips, her eyes were firm, and she seemed to be thinking of something, with a slight smile on her face.

"When her son likes her and wants to match her, he becomes a better version of himself. That is enough!"

"My love is worth it, and so is my effort!"

Mother Xue felt uncomfortable looking at her son's appearance.

Facing that woman, I felt both gratitude and a bit of resentment, which was really complicated.

Seeing his son getting better and better, I admit that I am grateful to that woman. No matter what happens in the future, she has helped him create a more proud son.

But emotional matters are the most friction. If the two of them are not destined to be together, there is no one who knows the son more than the mother. With his long-term love character, I am afraid that he will never like others again.

In that case, I'm afraid I won't have the blessing of having a grandson around my knees...

"Even if it's not me who protects her in the end, as long as she feels comfortable, that's enough."

Xue Qing thought about the woman who was bullied and forced, but refused to give up, and thought about the woman who had experienced the darkness of human nature, but was still willing to build a hospital to help others.

There was a hint of tenderness on her lips, yes, as long as she felt comfortable, that was enough.

In her life, her parents and relatives are gone, her husband died early, and she has no support, so she supports the family and the business.

So excellent, so excellent that it makes people feel bad.

I will always remember that that day, under the hazy moonlight, she was like a flower petal that had been damaged by wind and rain and was overwhelmed. She looked at him with eyes full of prayer and expectation, wanting him to help her, so fragile,

If you practice martial arts yourself, you can stand in front of her when she needs protection and no longer let her be bullied.

If she goes to study by herself, she can do what she can do for her when her business needs help, and she can live easier...

Mother Xue shook her head and left with a sigh.

Forget it, no matter how hard he works, he has been smart since he was a child and learns everything very quickly. His son is never worse than others...

Seeing his mother leaving, Xue Qing took a sip of the chicken soup, not wanting to waste her mother's thoughts.

Then he continued to pick up the book he had just finished and looked at it intently,

These days, I have learned a lot of Chinese characters in the academy, and I basically know all the characters in the books.

I copied down some of the things I didn't know one by one, and tomorrow I would ask the private school teacher for advice as before.

After reading the contents of the book once, you can memorize it, but you are not sure of its profound meaning, and you need to go to the Institute for further study.

Wait until evening, when the sky is getting dark,

Xue Qing put down the last book and sorted out the more than twenty books he read today on the desk.

I closed my eyes and reviewed the contents of each book, making sure I could memorize them all. Then I brought the cold food at the door into the house and ate it in large chunks.

Then he repeatedly practiced various martial arts movements taught by several martial arts masters in the institute. His forehead was covered with fine sweat, but he was not tired.

It wasn't until the moon was in the sky and my back was soaked that I walked into the house and lit a lantern.

Gradually calming down my breathing at the table, I took out my needle and thread and continued to practice embroidery.

Xue Qing looked at his hands seriously. It seemed that compared with studying and practicing martial arts, this one was the most difficult.

In the beginning, for some reason, my mother was very good at embroidering, and when I got it into my hands, the needle and thread became very naughty.

Each time the needle is inserted into the fingertips,

Now practice makes perfect, and the things I embroider have been praised by my mother.

I don’t know what kind of look she would like if a wedding dress were embroidered for her in the future.

A hint of tenderness flashed in Xue Qing's resolute eyes...