C5

After dinner, Wen Jingrong cleaned up the kitchen quickly and led Niu Dabao to a bench outside the house to sit down while she started to chop firewood. Every time she cut an extra bundle of firewood, she did not have to prepare any more for the winter.

The mountain people's firewood was cheap, and no one cut it seriously. It was all because of the kids who picked up the dead branches from the mountain, or used a machete to cut the branches into bundles and threw them on the mountain path to dry. They then took them back with them when they went up the mountain to chop firewood in a few days. There were signs that every family knew their own names, and very few people would steal the firewood that others had tied up. It was quite utopian and seemed like the ideal state of Utopia.

Although with her previous world's skills and fighting techniques, she could easily find a job as a nurse in a larger town — the status of a woman in the West Chu was not low, and everyone in the family who had some free money was willing to raise their daughter.

The reason why she stayed in the Niu Village was because of Niu Dabao and also because she coveted the peace and tranquility here. In her previous life, she left home often and was selected not long after she entered the military academy to be selected as a secret training camp for the special forces. It seemed like she hadn't been home for at least six years. Fortunately, there was a younger brother in the family. After she died in a pit explosion, her parents wouldn't be left with no one to support them as they passed away.

Murong Mingzhu heard the sounds of chopping wood outside for a while, and occasionally heard the siblings discussing how much more food to save for the winter. He thought that they thought too early, it's only summer now, the weather is so hot, and winter is still too early.

What Murong Mingzhu didn't know was that the weather in the mountain was colder than outside, but Wen Jingrong had only saved over 2000 copper coins so far, so far, at least two-thirds of their winter clothes and quilts were spent, and the remaining copper coins weren't even enough for them to buy food for the winter. The animals that entered the Winter Mountains were all hiding. When the time came, it would be difficult to have the harvest now. That was why Wen Jingrong and the others had made their plans early.

When he finally heard Wen Jingrong's sigh, he said, "Bro, the one inside is also a big problem. Tomorrow when we enter the town, we'll buy two sets of clothes for him. Otherwise, he won't even be able to leave his house."

Murong Mingzhu blushed for some reason. He had lost his memory due to being too shocked. It took him a long time to realize that he was naked under the blanket, so he didn't know which of the two siblings took off his clothes. Wen Jingrong rolled up her sleeves and walked in a few moments later. Her forehead was covered in sparkling sweat, and as she walked, her smooth, wheat colored face was shining with a sense of beauty.

There was no light in the room, but he saw her strangely. Murong Mingzhu's heartbeat suddenly sped up. He was afraid that she would notice his abnormality, so he didn't dare to look at her. He only tilted his face and whispered, "It's too boring inside. Take me out."

Wen Jingrong looked at him strangely. "If you want to think about it, you can come out on your own. It's not like you're blind like my brother."

Murong Mingzhu's expression suddenly froze. The same question surfaced in his heart. That's right, why did he instinctively know that he couldn't walk out of the room and wanted others to carry him out? He tried to move his legs, but his heart felt as if it had been drenched in ice-cold water.

"Because I'm a cripple, I can't move my legs." Only now did he meet Wen Jingrong's gaze. The corner of his mouth was clearly smiling, but his eyes seemed to be crying.

Wen Jingrong was initially a little displeased with him. A grown man was so tender and angry that he couldn't even compare to the blind Niu Dabao. However, when Wen Jingrong saw his fragile expression, her heart softened as well. She pondered if she had treated him too poorly.

"What the heck, Doctor Niu, if your legs are bad, why didn't he tell you beforehand?" As Wen Jingrong said that, she pressed down on his leg. Murong Mingzhu was shocked for a moment, but his legs didn't listen to him, he could only let her feel around from the bottom, "Does it feel anything here? "What about here, what about here?"

Although he couldn't feel anything on his legs, he could see with his eyes. Murong Mingzhu looked at the pair of bony hands that she pressed on the blanket. For a moment, he almost had the illusion that he could feel the warmth of her palm seeping through the thin blanket.

But unfortunately, he knew that it was only an illusion.

Wen Jingrong finally confirmed that he was paralyzed at the lower limbs. Although she didn't see the condition of his legs, but according to the feeling from the touch, his legs muscles were still normal and there were no signs of atrophy. This meant that his family had been taking good care of him and insisted on massaging his legs every day. Because of the nature of her work, she was very familiar with the muscles and joints of the human body. She knew that if she didn't massage her legs every day, the muscles and muscles of her lower limbs would easily atrophy. Following the method in his memory, she gently pushed and massaged him.

"You …" Murong Mingzhu was obviously surprised and tried to stop him.

Your family members should also be doing this for you every day. Since they have already saved you, it's not like I don't know this. Don't think that I'm happy to do this for you. Oh right, men and women aren't supposed to be intimate here, right? If I press it for you, just treat it as my brother doing it for you. "According to your family's family rules, you probably don't like us to be poor. As for me, I also don't like those whose legs are inconvenient …"

Murong Mingzhu felt a bit angry in his heart when he heard her last sentence, but he also felt a bit inferior to her. He didn't understand his own feelings for a moment, even if he lost his memories, he knew that a family like hers could never be the candidate for his marriage. However, when he heard that she despised him for having a broken leg, he couldn't help but feel angry from the bottom of his heart.

Just as he was about to retort, he heard her continue, "Our family only has this much money, it's already very fortunate for us to be able to support my brother. "So regardless of whether or not your family member has been found, I will send you off …"

So he was afraid that it would cost him money... Murong Mingzhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The little girl beside him, who tried her best to pinch his leg, was still asking if he could remember where he lived. He tried to find out where he could send him back when he recovered from his illness.

In a split-second, a familiar scene flashed across Murong Mingzhu's eyes. In the screen, there was also someone that was pinching his leg like her. However, that person didn't look as relaxed as her and instead looked at him with fear and reverence. The fleeting images allowed him to gather enough information. On the screen hung the prince's uniform, the luxurious lamppost was inlaid with twelve night pearls, as well as the soft yellow silk brocade covering his body …

His identity had already been revealed, but why would he appear in such a small village? Murong Mingzhu felt that it would be better for him not to go back until his memory recovered. As for who he was, he only needed to pay attention to find out which prince in the West Chu was crippled.

Murong Mingzhu laughed sarcastically in the darkness.