C44 Qi wenzhao's embrace

Mo Xian could only listen obediently, his body seemed to be frozen, he did not dare move an inch.

After a while, he heard some noise. Qi Huaizhao actually crawled down along the rope, with one hand tightly holding onto the rope, the other hand reaching towards Mo Xian.

"Come, grab my hand, I'll grab you."

The man's low and clear voice gave Mo Xian a sense of security. She unhesitatingly reached out and grabbed his broad hand.

Qi Huaizhao dragged her up, "Hug me tightly."

Because he wanted to climb up, it was impossible for one of his hands to do anything, so Mo Xian listened to him and wrapped his arms around his neck, pressing his face into his shoulder, the tip of his nose was filled with the clear scent of sandalwood.

The corner of Mo Xian's eyes moistened as she slowly closed her eyes.

The moment the two of them climbed up, the snake that was entangled with each other in the well suddenly jumped up, and almost bit their feet.

After Qi Huaizhao went up, he threw something into the well, and a huge fire started burning the well.

"It's fine, don't be afraid." Qi Huaizhao's voice was rarely gentle.

She hid in Qi Huaizhao's embrace, as if she was going to cry out all the grievances she had suffered.

By the time she stopped to rest, her eyelids were already swollen and she found it embarrassing to look at Qi Huaizhao again.

Qi Huaizhao, on the other hand, was fine. He carried her back to the temple, where the fire was still flickering.

Mo Xian sat at the side. After the shock from this, she was actually a little dizzy, supporting her head that was about to burst open as she said to Qi Huaizhao: "Can we leave in the light of day?"

Qi Huaizhao knew that she was frightened by the snakes and did not object, "Alright."

Her lips were very pale, causing Qi Huaizhao's heart to tighten, he calmed himself and said: "Sleep for a while, I'll wake you up tomorrow."

Mo Xian also wanted to sleep, but in this kind of situation, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to sleep, "I'm fine lying down. "Don't go away."

"Yes." After receiving the man's agreement, her heart felt a lot more at ease.

However, she didn't know if it was because she felt that Qi Wenzhao was by her side, and she felt a lot more relaxed. She slowly fell asleep, and finally fell asleep.

"Mo Xian, wake up."

When she woke up again, Qi Huaizhao had lightly slapped her on the face.

Her head felt like it weighed a thousand kilograms, making it difficult for her to open her eyes. She could only feel a bitter medicinal smell gushing towards her.

"You're feverish." The man's deep and pleasant voice was right beside his ear, but Mo Xian felt dizzy and he couldn't hear clearly.

Because of the rain and the shock, she had become like this. Qi Huaizhao had a headache, he did not know how she was able to drink the medicine, and if she did not, she would not be able to recover from the fever.

"Open your mouth." He could only shout out again and again. Seeing Mo Xian's slightly opened red lips, he suddenly had an absurd idea.

Her dark eyes darkened, but in the end, she couldn't do anything. It wasn't easy to get her to drink a bowl of medicine, and she was then laid flat on the ground.

"Snake, snake!" Mo Xian woke up from her nightmare. Her entire body was drenched in sweat, and her eyes were a little unfocused. She looked around in confusion, and only regained her senses when she saw Qi Huaizhao, who was so handsome that he did not look like an ordinary person.

She was no longer in that terrifying well, Qi Huaizhao had saved her.

It was hard to imagine what she would do if she was alone.

Mo Xian held onto his forehead and suddenly thought of something. He raised his eyes and asked: "Is it noon right now?"

Qi Huaizhao said indifferently.

"Didn't you say that we would leave at dawn?" She hated this flashy temple.

"You got a fever in the middle of the night and didn't make it." Qi Huaizhao explained briefly, then handed over the black medicine in his hand, "Drink it."

~ Who knows where he obtained the porcelain bowls and medicine, but Mo Xian believed that he would not harm himself, and drank it all down while holding back his anger.

There was a smile in the man's eyes. Mo Xian was suspicious, but he said: "It's easy to be together when you're awake."

Did he mean that while he was sleeping, he had done something to make things difficult for him?

Thinking to this, Mo Xian coughed twice: "When I was still unconscious, did I do anything to you?"

"No, I'm just not willing to drink the medicine. Do you know how to drink it in the end?"

Mo Xian saw that he was staring at her lips, and also saw the malicious intent in his eyes, and his heart suddenly shook, could it be, it could not be ??

Her perfect reaction pleased Qi Huaizhao, and he actually laughed out loud.

Seeing him act that way, Mo Xian silently rolled her eyes. Instead, she relaxed her heart, as Qi Huaizhao was not the type of person who was willing to suffer losses.

"Alright, I don't feel dizzy anymore. Let's hurry up and get out of here." Mo Xian already had a very deep impression of the Gaudy Temple, so he saw the lightning he hated the most, and that extremely disgusting snake.

She couldn't stand it just thinking about it.

"Are you sure you can go?" Qi Huaizhao returned to his usual cold face.

Mo Xian's head was still aching, but she did not want to stay, so she nodded: "Yes, I can walk."

Qi Huaizhao extinguished the torches that were used to boil the medicine, then took his small bag, and slowly stood up. When Mo Xian stood up, his body was swaying but he was still able to hold on.

He wondered what had happened to the ghosts due to Qi Huaizhao, the chain around her neck had never turned any colder.

Under the clear sky, there was an additional trace of warmth. This was the brightest day Mo Xian had had since arriving at White Wood Town.

The two of them headed towards the southwest. Seeing her panting, Qi Huaizhao suggested to them to rest on the spot, but she refused. She insisted on going to a place with a family.

It was unknown if it was because of Mo Xian's obsession or what it was like, but twenty meters away, a small building really appeared.

Qi Huaizhao walked in front and Mo Xian followed behind. She paid attention to the surrounding buildings, the red brick and green tiles, the four corners of the eaves, but most of them were pieces of dyed cloth that were hanging out to dry in the streets and alleys.

Both sides of the clean street were filled with hawkers selling common daily necessities, rouge and cosmetic powder, which was much more lively than the scene that Mo Xian had just seen.

Mo Xian's neck did not feel cold, so she relaxed a little. However, he couldn't rely too much on these tools and let his guard down. Last time, he almost died because he was deceived by the formation.

"Hey, quickly come over. Mother Susu has sent more rice!" Someone shouted from the other side of the street, causing the originally bustling street to become packed with people. Qi Huaizhao and Mo Xian who were standing in the middle of the street were almost blown away.

In a moment of desperation, Mo Xian immediately grabbed Qi Huaizhao's hand. She did not want any accidents to happen again, with her current body condition, it was not suitable for her to move alone, much less trying to be brave by herself.

Mo Xian cherished life a lot.

Qi Huaizhao did not let go of her, but instead tightened his grip, pulling her to his side.

The crowd continuously moved past them. Mo Xian raised his head and said, "Let's go, we'll also take a look!"

Qi Huaizhao nodded, then the two of them followed the flow of the crowd and moved forward, quickly forming a long line. No matter how tall Qi Huaizhao was, he could not tell what was going on ahead.

Mo Xian then asked a lady who looked like a local person: "Miss, may I ask what are you doing in front?"

Seeing her dressing up, the young lady blushed a little, but when she saw Qi Huaizhao's hands holding hers together, a look of disgust flashed past her eyes, and she no longer paid attention to Mo Xian.

It was only when one held the grass in one's hand that the latter discovered that he was a man. In this world, would a hirsutism be discriminated against?

However, she didn't want to let go of her large hand. After all, losing was not a good thing.

The uncle next to the girl suddenly replied, "Mother Susu's house is doing good things again. She's sending us rice. "Knowing that our daily lives are difficult, he would help us from time to time."

Something suddenly flashed past Mo Xian's mind, Luo Niang? When she had just arrived at White Wood Town, she seemed to have picked up a clean handkerchief with the word "Su" embroidered on it.

She thought for a while and asked, "Does Mother Su's family open an embroidery workshop?"

The old man was surprised. "You knew? Then why are you asking? "

"No, I'm just guessing, Mother Su should be very famous in your village, right?"

Hearing this, the uncle's expression eased up, "Of course, it's a pity that her husband left early. It's not easy for a woman to support this embroidery workshop, she's already in her sixties, and she even sews things herself occasionally."

This time, it was Mo Xian's turn to be surprised, she did not think that this Luo Niang was actually an old man in his sixties. However, she finally found the clue given by the system, could this Su Niang's embroidery room be related to the San Yang boy that she was looking for?

Mo Xian thanked the uncle and whispered in his ear, "I want to go into this Master Su's embroidery room."

Qi Huaizhao raised his eyebrows, as if asking her how to get in.

Mo Xian smiled mysteriously: "The mountain man has his own plans."

However, who knew that her plan was to directly pick up the handkerchief and send it to the embroidery room.

When she knocked on the door, the servant of the embroidery room was rather amiable. Upon hearing that she was looking for Mother Su, she went to pass the news on to them and quickly brought Qi Huaizhao and her in.

Cloth hung everywhere in the embroidery workshop. It seemed that besides embroidery work, Mother Su also did dyeing workshops. Only, there was a strange smell coming from his surroundings. Mo Xian thought that there were too many things mixed together, which was why it was like this.

The servant led Qi Huaizhao and the others around a winding corridor, and finally arrived at the hall where the guests were waiting.

He saw a woman in a brown gown with a big sleeve sitting in the middle of the living room, with a high bun and a simple gold bun. He didn't look like a 60-year-old old man at all, but instead a 40-50 year-old middle-aged woman.

Mo Xian concluded that she had taken great care of herself, and she looked kind and kind.

"Madam greets you." Mo Xian took the initiative to greet them.

Qi Huaizhao did not move. He was not here to be courteous to begin with, so Mo Xian did not bother to bother with him.

Mother Su laughed lightly, she looked at Qi Huaizhao's face, and her gaze landed on him again, "You picked up my handkerchief?"

"Yes, it is now returned to its rightful owner." Mo Xian went forward and handed the handkerchief to a maidservant beside him, allowing her to examine it for his mother. Mo Xian still knew the general rules, and this was all thanks to the generations that Su Hua had learned.

Mrs Luo took it and looked at it carefully, "It's true, thank you so much." She paused and then asked, "How do I address you? From what I see, you don't seem like a man.

Mo Xian's brows twitched, wasn't this mother's eyes just too venomous?