Chapter 548: Chapter 548, Thanks for Saving My Life (2 more)
“Thank you so much for today!” Xie Zhinuan said to Mu Rourou.
“It’s nothing, I really like playing with them!” Mu Rourou said with a smile, hooking her arm with Xie Zhinuan’s, “Ayi is so well-behaved, and Amao is too. Reciting the names of medicines after the old master is so much fun!”
“Interested in learning medicine?” Xie Zhinuan looked at Mu Rourou.
Mu Rourou shook her head, “No, I don’t want to learn. It’s just fun to play together. I also play chess with the old master, but he’s a bit fierce and never lets me win!”
Qin Mao was also good at chess, but he did not catch her when she secretly moved the pieces; the old master certainly did, hitting the back of her hand with a stick.
Xie Zhinuan smiled and listened to Mu Rourou talk about their fun moments.
It was time to prepare dinner.
After dinner, Xie Yi and Qin Mao went next door to memorize the names and properties of herbs.
Dugu Zhen was extremely serious about teaching the two children.
With the children gone, Xie Zhinuan took his long sword and practiced martial arts in the courtyard. After going through several moves, he suddenly put the sword away and sat on the steps, gazing at the bright moon overhead.
He didn’t know what caused the chill in his heart at that moment, feeling somewhat uncomfortable inside.
A vague sadness was there, along with an indescribable agony.
At that very moment, on a boat in the river, Xie Rong was being attacked by assassins, already wounded in several places.
On this trip, he was still alone, heading toward Fengping County, without a manservant or any retinue.
The several dozen assassins were highly skilled in martial arts, and their attacks were ruthless.
Though he was not weak, he could not fight off all of them at once, especially since these men aimed to kill.
While dodging, a sword stabbed his shoulder. As he raised his hand to defend, another blade swiped at him, wounding his arm.
Xie Rong winced in pain and jumped into the river.
But immediately, several black-clothed men followed, engaging him in a struggle in the water.
Fighting in the water was already difficult, especially since he was injured. Soon, a sword pierced his chest,
“Ugh…” Xie Rong grunted in pain, choked by the water.
He had to force his way up to the surface, but the assassins above promptly pressed down, not allowing him to break free.
A boat slowly approached; it was not very big, rowed by a man, with a tiny cabin and two horses at the stern.
Qin Yu glanced over, not intending to meddle, planning to pass by with Zhao Xiuya.
But inexplicably, he took another look at the trapped Xie Rong.
It was pitch-black and normally impossible to see clearly, but somehow, he felt the man looked familiar.
He unsheathed his sword and charged into the fray.
Zhao Xiuya, sitting inside the cabin, was anxious, but managed to keep silent.
With martial arts unparalleled in the martial arts world, and having consumed the medicine pill given by Xie Zhinuan, Qin Yu’s skills had improved by leaps and bounds. With one move, he had slain two assassins, providing Xie Rong a chance to breathe.
With another swift move, he killed two more.
With someone to help, Xie Rong’s fight became less difficult, and he could fight back.
Until the last assassin fell into the water, Qin Yu helped Xie Rong aboard the small boat, while the larger one had long since drifted away.
Seated on the deck of the boat, Xie Rong said to Qin Yu, “I am deeply grateful, brother, for saving my life. I will never forget this debt of gratitude!”
Zhao Xiuya came forward with a lantern, looking at Xie Rong. She found him somewhat familiar but couldn’t remember where she had seen him.
“My husband, this gentleman is injured. Please invite him into the cabin so that you can apply some medicine to his wounds,” she said.
“Hmm,” Qin Yu replied.
After helping Xie Rong into the cabin, Zhao Xiuya heated some water, and Qin Yu helped Xie Rong out of his clothing to inspect the wounds. “The most critical one is on the chest, but fortunately, it was just a bit off, or else… ”
Xie Rong pursed his lips and lowered his head to glance at the wound.