The sky over the rivers and lakes is very clear

Chapter 65

Feng Xuese nodded slowly. Although this child has many flaws, he has a firm grasp on the greater good of the nation.

"Great hero, what's that beautiful lady's name?"

"Feather. People in the martial arts world call her the assassin Feather."

After a series of fierce battles, Feng Xuese's inner strength was already exhausted. After talking for a long time, he was also a little weak. He used his sword to support himself on the ground. Zhu Huihui suddenly realized that she was still lying on his back. She felt very embarrassed. Although her injured leg hurt badly, she struggled to get off the ground.

Feng Xuese gently patted the back of her hand, signaling her to be quiet.

Zhu Huihui dared not disobey and could only continue to lie on the other person's back. She hadn't felt it when they were fighting the enemy, but now that they were safe, she felt uncomfortable no matter how she lay, her heart was pounding like crazy, and her face was burning hot—oh no, had she caught a fever from being caught in the rain?

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She was so nervous that she made small talk: "So she's an assassin! But I sensed she wasn't happy. Her eyes... they made my heart ache!"

"Hmm! She's both the most expensive and the cheapest assassin in the martial arts world! As for being expensive, someone once offered her 20,000 taels of gold to assassinate a reputable retired official, and she didn't even flinch, instead beheading him with a single stroke; as for being cheap..."

Zhu Huihui chimed in, "It's so cheap that all I have to do is ask her for help and give her a few barks, and she'll help us! It's such a steal!"

Feng Xuese smiled: "Before the knife wound to her face, Yu Mao was a spirited girl with a beautiful face, excellent martial arts skills, and a handsome, gentle, and devoted fiancé. She originally planned to retire from the martial world after defeating the Japanese pirates and quietly get married..."

"Then why is she still struggling alone in the underworld? Is it because her face was disfigured and her fiancé didn't want her anymore?"

"I don't know all the details. I only know that after Yu Mao recovered from her injury, she distanced herself from her old friends and wandered the world alone, never wanting to see her fiancé again."

Zhu Huihui paused for a moment, then said, "I know, she must feel that she has become ugly, so she is afraid to see her fiancé again, afraid that he will dislike her!"

Feng Xuese sighed softly: "Perhaps! But now her fiancé has married another woman, and I heard she used to be her best friend. It's too late to say anything now."

The thought of that aloof woman fighting to the death, returning with wounds and a disfigured face, already filled her with pain. Then came the realization that her beloved fiancé had married her best friend. So she sealed all her tears away, quietly departing to wander the world alone, accompanied only by her half-crippled dog, just like herself…

Zhu Huihui was somewhat lost in thought, a deep sadness spreading through her heart: No wonder her eyes were so cold and desolate. Even if she won the admiration of the world, she would never truly be happy wandering the world alone.

"Great hero!"

"Um?"

"I think this Feather Sister is a fool!"

"How so?"

"What does appearance matter? Even though she has a scar on her face, I still think she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in the world!"

Before Feng Xuese could speak, a long laugh suddenly rang out from a ruined wall a dozen feet away: "The little girl is right! What does appearance matter? Although she has scars on her face, she is still the most beautiful woman in my heart!"

The voice was clear and ethereal. The first word came from several dozen feet away, and with each word it came from a little further away. By the last word, the voice was three miles away. Although the distance increased, it remained clear and unchanged even in the midst of a raging storm.

Zhu Huihui exclaimed in shock, "Damn it, there's a ghost!"

Feng Xuese let out a soft breath, having already sensed the presence of a master lurking in the shadows—and it turned out to be that person! He said gently, "Don't be afraid, it's not a ghost!"

Zhu Huihui steadied herself and knew it wasn't a ghost, but most likely some kind of martial arts master, though she didn't know if they were friend or foe...

"Who is that?" If it's an enemy, it's best to escape as quickly as possible.

“The great hero Fang Yiren,” Feng Xuese’s voice was calm, “is the former fiancé of the assassin Feather.”

"..."

The relationship sounded complicated, and there seemed to be countless epic and complex stories behind it. The more Zhu Huihui thought about it, the more dizzy she became, and she softly leaned on Fengxue's shoulder.

"The fine rain wets clothes unseen, and fallen flowers land unheard."

Feng Xuese sat cross-legged on a wooden stool, listening to the rain falling from the roof and dripping into basins of all sizes.

"Tick-tock! Tick-tock! Tick-tock!"

A pleasant yet monotonous sound, if listened to too often, makes even life seem dull.

He shook his head slightly. Zhu Huihui is such a lazy fellow. He said he had covered his mother-in-law's house up nicely, but it still leaks when it rains!

This is Granny Chen's thatched hut. After the battle at Sanjie Temple, the only remaining dilapidated hall was also demolished by the five big, dumb men of the Ba family. The two of them didn't even have a place to shelter from the rain. So, Feng Xue Se carried Zhu Hui Hui to Granny Chen's house.

Granny Chen's body lay on the floor of the main room. It seemed that the "colluding" couple killed her and then, without even disposing of the body, changed the old woman's clothes and went to hunt them down.

Feng Xuese moved her mother-in-law's body to an empty room and rested with Zhu Huihui in the main room.

"Hero, would you like to change your clothes?" Zhu Huihui walked over, leaning on a cane. She had found the cane in the thatched hut, and it was just right for her.

She tugged at her clothes; they were baggy and uncomfortable to wear. But in her mother-in-law's trunk, only this one was somewhat decent; the others were even uglier.

Feng Xue hesitated for a moment, then said, "No need, my clothes will dry in a bit. You have a fever, so don't keep walking around. Go to bed and get some rest."

Zhu Huihui knew he suspected her of peeping at him while he was changing clothes, but she didn't feel wronged; she was sure she would peek anyway! She just pouted and made a face: "I'm very healthy, I don't have a fever anymore!"

After a pause, he asked again, "So, sir, would you like to dry your hair and wash your face or something?"

"All right."

Zhu Huihui, leaning on her cane, fetched a basin of water from the water vat, placed it on the cabinet, took Feng Xuese's hand, touched the copper basin, and then took towels and other supplies to wait by her side.

For a gentleman like Feng Xuese, tidying up his appearance in front of a strange woman would be an impossible task. But for some reason, he felt completely at ease washing his face and hair in front of Zhu Huihui. He found it strange; was it that he wasn't treating Zhu Huihui as a stranger, or that he wasn't treating her as a girl?

The disguise herb juice on his face had already dissolved after being splashed by the rain, and after careful washing, his fair skin was revealed again.

As he wiped his face, he asked, "Grey, are you going to wash up?"

Zhu Huihui immediately replied, "I've already washed!"

Feng Xuese knew immediately that this lazybones was lying again—she would never get wet unless forced to! He wanted to urge her on, but her answer would always be: "I'm soaked to the bone from the rain, so consider it God washing me!" To avoid getting annoyed, he finally sighed and thought, "Fine, let her be!"

Zhu Huihui took the basin of water out, then came back and plopped down on the bed. What luck! She actually got to sleep in a bed today! The bed was hard, and the cotton in the quilt was thin, but it was still much more comfortable than a pile of straw!

Feng Xuese groped her way to sit on the edge of the bed: "Zhu Huihui!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Let me see your leg injury." He was worried that her fever wasn't just from being in the rain, but could also be caused by the injury on her leg.

"Yes, hero!" Zhu Huihui stretched out one of his injured legs, removed the bamboo boards and strips of cloth binding it, then rolled up the old woman's fat trouser leg, took his hand, and placed it on his calf.

His snow-white fingertips touched her cool, smooth skin, then hesitantly pulled back for a moment before reaching out again to gently stroke her. Sigh! Although the bone wasn't broken, a fracture was almost as bad as a broken bone. She hadn't had a proper rest all day, and her bones were even dislocated.

He sighed: "It must hurt a lot, right?"

"It's alright!" Zhu Huihui said bravely. Actually, it hurt a lot, but crying and screaming wouldn't change the pain, so what was the point?

"Grey, what are your plans for the future?"

"I don't have any plans."

"Don't you want to study?"

Zhu Huihui replied resolutely, "No! Absolutely not!"

"You don't want to learn martial arts either?"

"Well, if there were some kind of magic pill that could turn you into a master with just one pill, I'd be willing to learn it!" It would save me from being bullied and humiliated wherever I go!

"What kind of magic pills and elixirs? Those are just stories made up to fool children. How can you believe them!"

"Then I don't want to learn martial arts."

"So what do you plan to do in the future?"

"Afterwards?" Zhu Huihui thought for a moment, resting her chin on her hand. "First, I need to bring Huahua back. Then, I should probably go find my old mother again!" Actually, she'd just wander around aimlessly, but she never wanted to go back to that so-called martial arts world again. That wretched place was too dangerous; it wasn't a place for someone like her!

"Still wandering around? Sleeping in dilapidated temples when tired, stealing chickens and steamed buns when hungry?"

Zhu Huihui casually replied, "Right? I don't have any money!" Suddenly realizing something, she immediately hid her hands behind her back. "No! I've stopped stealing. I've become a good person!" That old man is really wicked; he actually tricked her into revealing information!

Feng Xuese smiled slightly: "If I send someone to help you find your mother, will you still be wandering around?"

He tried to talk to her while repositioning her bones, placing the splint, and wrapping the bandages back on. Hmm, she should probably take some bone-setting medicine, both internally and externally, but he didn't have any on hand…

"Sure! I have nowhere else to go anyway! Ouch, sir, be gentle, that's a leg, not a stick!" Zhu Huihui complained, enduring the pain.

Feng Xuese gently stroked her head, his hand damp with cold sweat, and his heart ached slightly. Sigh, Zhu Huihui is such a strange child! Normally, even if he just threatened her with a sword, she'd whine incessantly, but when faced with such excruciating pain, even sweating profusely, she didn't utter a single sound.

This child, when he's well-behaved even once in a while, it's really heartbreaking.

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Author's Note:

I've been so busy since I woke up today that I haven't even had a chance to drink some water. I'm only just now finding time to update.