Qi Jingrong was also startled; having something pop out from the darkness like that was indeed a test of one’s heart strength, but fortunately, he managed to keep his composure. When he saw it was Yang Baihe, the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Tenthlord, I’ve finally waited for you, just take me away..." Yang Baihe was clutching at the hem of Qi Jingrong’s trousers, looking up at him with a face full of sorrow. In truth, if it had been Yang Ruyu making that expression, it would certainly evoke a sense of pity. But Yang Baihe’s round face had turned a bit blue from the cold night, and there was even snot under her nose. So at first glance, not only was there no sense of beauty, but it also stirred an urge to beat her up out of sheer disgust.
And Qi Jingrong did exactly what he felt like doing, and kicked her away with his foot.
Yun Yang was actually about to step forward, but seeing that his master had already kicked her, he kept quiet.
Yang Baihe was sent sprawling a good distance away, landing on the ground with a thud.
Yang Ruyu couldn’t hide any longer and hurried over, "Little Aunt, are you alright?" she said, while also casting a resentful glance at Qi Jingrong.
Qi Jingrong’s brow furrowed slightly. To be honest, he had a good impression of Yang Ruyu, and if she were willing, he wouldn’t mind taking her in.
Yang Ruyu clearly didn’t understand Qi Jingrong’s intent and was struggling to pull Yang Baihe up from the ground.
Yang Baihe cried bitterly, refusing to get up, and without any other choice, Yang Ruyu had to give up. She stood up and went over to Qi Jingrong, "Tenthlord, my little aunt is deeply in love with you, how can you treat her this way?"
"Are you sure you want me to take her in?" Qi Jingrong leaned in to look closely at Yang Ruyu.
"I..." Yang Ruyu’s heart skipped erratically, and she was simultaneously elated, but she didn’t know how to react for a moment.
"I will be at the Baosheng Inn in the county town for the next few days, for only three days," Qi Jingrong said unexpectedly as he pinched Yang Ruyu’s face, then stood up, gave the stirrup a kick, and Dabai the horse dashed off.
Yang Ruyu stepped back in fright, then covered her cheek where he had pinched, watching the fading white figure. If it weren’t for Yang Baihe still being by her side, she would’ve wanted to laugh out loud. The very thing Yang Baihe yearned for and couldn’t achieve, she had obtained easily. Baosheng Inn? That was an invitation, and now she had to think about how to get there. With only three days, she had to seize this opportunity.
With Qi Jingrong gone, Yang Baihe’s tears stopped. She shouted at the stupefied Yang Ruyu, "Are you not going to help me up?"
Yang Ruyu snapped back to reality and hurriedly helped Yang Baihe up. She was in a good mood now and didn’t want to quarrel with the fool, "Little Aunt, shall we go back now?"
"Are we going to stay here and freeze if we don’t?" Yang Baihe replied irritably, pinching Yang Ruyu’s arm, "What were you whispering to Tenthlord just now?"
"Ow!" Yang Ruyu cried out involuntarily, then frowned in aggrieved confusion, "Little Aunt, I was asking him why he let you down, and you’re not even appreciative..."
"Alright, my mistake," Yang Baihe pouted, "So what did he say?"
"He said nothing, didn’t you see he almost hit me?" Yang Ruyu touched her face again, the tingling from before still lingered in her heart.
Yang Baihe fell silent at once and started to walk back with a limp.