The coachman, completely unaware of the stir inside the carriage behind him, continued to focus intently on driving, heedless of the uneven ground.
Inside the carriage, Feng Qishi, unable to move freely, watched Mu Anxiao, who was struggling to find a stable footing, and said in a low voice, "Are you done yet?"
At the same time, Mu Anxiao's hand pressed onto the seat's surface, and she unceremoniously told Feng Qishi, "Shut up." She then finally managed to put some distance between herself and Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi didn't understand Mu Anxiao's audacity, but he knew their current situation was not conducive to unnecessary movement, so he fell silent again.
Moments later.
Mu Anxiao stood up unsteadily, saying, "I can't see." Her hands waved aimlessly in front of her.
Feng Qishi sat up straighter, tilting his head up to look at Mu Anxiao, who kept moving but refused to sit down. After a moment's hesitation, he quickly cast a spell, lighting the candle in the lantern.
Immediately, the carriage was illuminated.
Upon seeing the light, Mu Anxiao sighed with relief and said, "You scared me to death." As she spoke, she looked down at Feng Qishi again.
Feng Qishi looked up at Mu Anxiao's idle demeanor and commanded, "Sit down quickly, stop staring."
"Sit..." Mu Anxiao had no intention of sitting down. Instead, she grew cautious, raising her hands to the carriage ceiling and said, "I'm not sitting. Hurry and tell the coachman to go to your residence."
"I will not."
"Say that again," Mu Anxiao said, pointing at Feng Qishi with her other hand, "Hurry up, or I won't get out later."
"You wouldn't dare."
"See if I dare. Anyway," Mu Anxiao said, widening her eyes, "I'm not afraid of being embarrassed. I've long stopped caring about anyone in the Mu mansion. If you drag me out later, I'll make you look bad first."
"Mu Anxiao, you're going too far," Feng Qishi said coldly.
Mu Anxiao let out a soft哼. Just as she was about to continue threatening Feng Qishi, the carriage wheel hit a stone again. Subsequently, after her body swayed with the jolt, she stumbled directly towards Feng Qishi.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao's eyes widened in fear, and she quickly said, "Move aside."
Seeing this, Feng Qishi hurriedly obeyed and dodged out of the way.
At the same time, Mu Anxiao's mouth hit the edge of the carriage window forcefully. Feng Qishi, having witnessed the entire process of Mu Anxiao falling and hitting herself, put on a pained expression for her and asked, "Are you alright?"
Mu Anxiao, feeling the sudden pain with tears threatening to fall, nodded. She pressed on Feng Qishi's shoulder and slowly got up, saying, "My mouth." As she spoke, she met Feng Qishi's eyes.
Feng Qishi concealed his concern for Mu Anxiao and said, "I told you to sit, but you didn't. Sit down quickly."
"Hate you." Mu Anxiao gently touched her lips, turned, and sat down right beside Feng Qishi, asking, "Is my mouth okay?" she said, turning her head to look at Feng Qishi.
Seeing Mu Anxiao like this, Feng Qishi felt a bit of pity and stopped speaking harsh words. He turned his head and stared at Mu Anxiao's slightly reddened lips, saying, "It's fine, it'll be better soon."
"Soon..." Mu Anxiao said, suddenly feeling unhappy. "It hurts so much! I told you to move, and you moved. Couldn't you have caught me?"
"I thought you could handle it yourself. Who knew you couldn't handle it at all," Feng Qishi said, recalling the previous moment when Mu Anxiao fell towards him. His eyes flickered slightly as he added, "This is the price of your disobedience."
"Hate you." Mu Anxiao pouted and glared at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi glanced at Mu Anxiao and then casually took her arm.
Mu Anxiao jumped in surprise. "What are you doing?"
"We're almost there. We're about to arrive," Feng Qishi said. As he tried to pull Mu Anxiao up, she started to resist him. After a brief struggle, he said in a low voice, "Go on."
"What I said, it seems you've forgotten," Mu Anxiao said, staring ahead. She knew Feng Qishi wouldn't go too far with her.
Feng Qishi heard this and couldn't help but recall what Mu Anxiao had said before she fell towards him. Thinking of her shameless persistence in doing what she said she would do, he said helplessly, "You go first."
"I..."
"You go, so I can explain to him," Feng Qishi interrupted.
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao got up and returned to her seat opposite Feng Qishi.
Immediately, just as Mu Anxiao sat down, the carriage stopped. "General, we've arrived," the coachman said, glancing sideways at the thick curtain.
Feng Qishi glanced at Mu Anxiao and reiterated, "To my residence."
Upon hearing this, the coachman was startled. "General, why?"
"Because..."
"Because of you, my mouth got all swollen," Mu Anxiao said, unable to bear it any longer. She moved to the carriage door, immediately lifted the curtain, and looked at the coachman. "Can you even drive a horse? My mouth hit the floor, did you know that?"
The coachman deeply felt Mu Anxiao's resentment. He then leaned in, using the light from the lantern inside to peek at Mu Anxiao's mouth, and said, "It's a little swollen, but with some ointment, it should heal quickly."
"You say that so lightly."
"I have some medicine here, for you," the coachman said, pulling a small wooden box from his pocket and handing it to Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao lowered her head and stared at the small wooden box in the coachman's hand, asking, "This medicine, is it very cheap?"
"It's very expensive," the coachman said excitedly and seriously. "Let me tell you, all my clothes are cheap, but I never buy cheap carriages or medicine. Do you know why?"
"Why?" Mu Anxiao became curious.
Coachman: "Because health and earning money are the most important."
"That's well said, but," Mu Anxiao said, reaching out to take the small wooden box, "your horse-driving skills are indeed not very good."
"It's not my horse-driving skills that are bad, it's because the road is too dark, and I can't see."
"Why didn't you hang a lantern?" Mu Anxiao said, sticking her head out to look, and indeed, it was pitch black.
Coachman: "Didn't we hang it inside?"
"Inside," Mu Anxiao said, turning her head to look at the lantern inside and frowning. "I see... you've used this lantern for a long time. If you hang it outside, the wind will blow it out, so you hung it inside, right?"
The coachman chuckled foolishly.
"You keep saving so much, one day you'll end up saving yourself into nothing," Mu Anxiao said, dropping the curtain.
After carefully considering Mu Anxiao's words, the coachman hurried to say, "Because of your words, I'll buy a new lantern after tonight."
"Make sure it's windproof."
"Definitely," the coachman said, turning the carriage around and setting off again.
Inside the carriage.
Mu Anxiao sat down and looked at Feng Qishi, who was staring at her, asking, "Why are you looking at me?"
"Does your mouth still hurt?"
"Yes," Mu Anxiao said, opening the lid and stirring the ointment with her little finger. She took some out and smelled it under her nose, saying, "It smells a bit strange."