After rebirth, my scumbag husband fell in love with me

The repeated barking of the hunting dogs frightened the horse so much that it started to run around in panic. Gu Yan hugged Lin Youwei tightly and held the reins tightly, so that the two were not thrown off the horse.

Finally getting rid of the hound, Gu Yan controlled the reins to stop the horse. Only then did he notice that Lin Youwei's face was pale and she was leaning weakly in his arms.

The pill in Lin Youwei's nasal cavity was thrown away in the bump just now!

He quickly stuffed his pill into Lin Youwei's nostril.

There was miasma all around and he couldn't hold out for long.

The villagers must have made some signs to get out of the miasma forest. He sat on his horse and observed carefully, when suddenly someone shouted, "Come here! They are here!"

Gu Yan looked carefully and saw Widow Huang running towards them with a stick in her hand, while the others were still more than a hundred meters away from her.

Gu Yan gave the pills to Lin Youwei. He couldn't force himself to walk out of the miasma forest no matter what.

He suddenly changed direction and rode his horse straight towards Widow Huang.

The horse's hoof was raised high, and the widow Huang was so frightened that she fell straight to the ground, rolling several times with her eyes rolling.

Gu Yan jumped off the horse holding Lin Youwei and stepped on Widow Huang's chest, "Hand over the pills!"

Widow Huang's face was pale, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she took out a handful of pills from her pocket with trembling hands.

Gu Yan took them all and stuffed two into his nasal cavity.

He squatted down, grabbed Widow Huang's neck, and slowly tightened his grip.

The air in Widow Huang's chest was sucked out bit by bit, and the fear of death filled her heart. Just as she was about to call for help, Gu Yan pinched her chin and stuffed a large stone into her mouth.

Tears rolled down her eyes and she sobbed.

"Tell me, how do we get out of the miasma forest?"

Widow Huang cried out excitedly. Gu Yan took out a stone and glared at her. "If you dare to cry out, this stone will hit your eyeballs!"

Widow Huang shrank her neck in fear, trembling like a sieve. "There are huge black ants on the ground. The direction they move is the direction of the miasma forest."

Gu Yan roughly grabbed her neck and lifted her up, "Lead the way."

Widow Huang's eyes were moist and she waved her hands repeatedly, "They brought a dozen hunting dogs to block you at the exit. If I wasn't too fat to walk, I wouldn't be left alone."

"Then take us to your house." The most dangerous place is the safest. They would never have thought that Gu Yan and the others would come back again.

Widow Huang took Gu Yan and the other man home and gave Lin Youwei a bowl of medicine. Lin Youwei's face turned visibly red.

Gu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to rummage through Widow Huang's room.

Widow Huang stamped her feet anxiously, tears streaming down her face. "You, what are you looking for? This is my home. I have already offended the whole village by bringing you back!"

Gu Yan took out a glittering gold bracelet from a secret cabinet. It was a relic left to Widow Huang by her late husband.

Widow Huang's eyes widened and her face turned pale. "You, put down this bracelet, and I will do anything you want me to do."

Gu Yan sneered, "When you take us out, I will return the bracelet to you."

Although Widow Huang was lonely as a widow, she was deeply in love with her late husband and valued the bracelet more than her life.

Her late husband worked himself to death just to buy this bracelet for her.

The village was too small, and the affairs of each household would be gossiped over and over again. When Gu Yan was tied to the woodshed, he often heard these women sitting in the yard and gossiping about their daily lives.

Widow Huang clenched her fists tightly, staring at the bracelet with burning eyes, "Okay, I will definitely send you out, and I hope you won't break your promise."

Gu Yan put away the bracelet and said, "Go and prepare something to eat for us."

"Okay..." Widow Huang had complaints in her heart, but she could only swallow her anger.

This man is no longer a dog tied in the woodshed and bullied by others.

As night fell, Lin Youwei opened her eyes drowsily, her throat dry and astringent, as if it had been cut by a knife.

Gu Yan held the water and fed it to her, his eyes full of concern, "Are you feeling better?"

The miasma was very toxic. Lin Youwei only inhaled a small amount and fell into a coma for more than three hours.

Lin Youwei nodded and looked around in confusion, "Where is this?"

"We are still in the village."

Widow Huang came in with a bowl of porridge. "I thought she should be awake, so I brought the porridge in."

Lin Youwei vigilantly grasped Gu Yan's wrist, and the man patted the back of her hand gently, "It's okay, I took her late husband's relics, she dare not do anything to us."

Lin Youwei's gaze fell on the corner of the bed, where a long knife stood. The cold light from the blade reflected in Lin Youwei's eyes, and she couldn't help but tremble.

Gu Yan picked up the knife, his face stern, his eyes ruthless, "If the situation is bad, even if you have committed a crime, I will take you out."

Lin Youwei hugged the man's waist, and a warm current flowed out of her eyes.

In the middle of the night, Gu Yan suddenly woke up from his sleep, groped towards the bed in panic, and when he touched Lin Youwei, he hugged her as if he had found a life-saving straw.

The sound of a man sobbing could be heard faintly in the dim room.

Lin Youwei's eyes were red. "I'm here, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Gu Yan was trembling all over, and it took him a long time to find his voice. "I was really worried that I would never see you again in my life."

"I'm not afraid of how they abuse me. I'm just worried that if I really... will you think I'm dirty..." Having said that, Gu Yan tightened his arms little by little, as if only in this way could he feel that Lin Youwei was truly by his side.

"Silly!" Lin Youwei kissed the man's lips softly, "I just want you to come back! You don't know, everyone told me that you, you are gone... Do you know how many times I wanted to jump off that cliff when I was standing on it!"

“No!” The man’s voice was bitter and hoarse. “Even if I’m really gone, you are not allowed to commit suicide!”

Lin Youwei buried her head in the man's chest and hummed softly.

At this moment, there was an urgent knock on the door.

Gu Yan's alarm bells rang, and he quickly got out of bed, holding the knife in his hand, and leaned against the window to observe the movements outside.

Widow Huang was so scared that she rolled off the recliner and cried out "ouch, ouch" twice.

"Someone is knocking on the door, go out and take a look." Gu Yan showed off a gleaming knife, with a threat in his eyes.

Widow Huang swallowed, immediately got up from the ground, and went to open the door with light steps.

The door opened with a bang, and Xiaomei squeezed in with a lantern in her hand. "Auntie Huang, you are the only one who is lazy. Everyone has gone out to look for my husband, why are you still sleeping at home?"

Widow Huang glanced at the door with a guilty look on her face and poured a glass of water for Xiaomei. "It's so late, why are you still looking?"

Xiaomei drank the whole bowl of water in one gulp, stretching her neck like a cow. She wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth and said unhappily, "Didn't you tell them that as long as they caught my husband, they would sleep together in the future?"

"I don't mind sleeping, but let's make it a deal beforehand, twenty eggs for one night."