Three times the rooster crowed, and dawn broke, but the courtyard was still shrouded in a white mist. The light from the lamp next door shone through, like fireflies floating beneath the tree canopy at night. Everything was quiet, with little movement, except for the slow drift of the mist. Search: \(¨Complete¨Book¨God¨Station¨) for free access to excellent literature.

Pouring the cold water from the wooden bucket into the pot, Xiao Chan added firewood to the stove and sat beside it, fanning with a small cattail fan. After being pulled into the room by Ning Yi and then coming out, she had already dressed neatly again, but such an event happening in the early morning still made her feel somewhat shy, like she was doing something sneaky. However, only in the current situation in Hangzhou could she experience this kind of both shy and warm feeling. If she ever left Hangzhou and was with the young mistress and the others, she would never be able to do such things with the Son-in-Law again.

Out of respect for Su Tan'er, she wouldn't develop feelings of jealousy towards her young mistress just because she had a relationship with the Son-in-Law. But since she was in this situation, the girl couldn't help but think occasionally that she was indeed having the Son-in-Law all to herself here. Relying on each other and sharing their lives, this feeling made her feel sweet, although sometimes she couldn't help but feel apprehensive. If she had a choice, she probably wouldn't even know whether she wanted these days to pass quickly or to last forever.

Purely in terms of her situation, everything seemed pretty good right now. She had someone to take care of her, someone to care about her. She helped out at the clinic, and she had met all sorts of people. The neighbors and villagers around her also had a good impression of her, and they would look after her if anything happened. Compared to those who had been captured and were constantly worried, she and the Son-in-Law were in a much better situation, almost as if they had been treated as their own people. However, although she had always adhered to her duty as a maid and didn't interfere in too many things, Xiao Chan was not a superficial girl who could only see the little bit of good in front of her and ignore everything else while basking in happiness.

The Son-in-Law was not having an easy time.

This unease was not the kind that was always pressing on his shoulders, not the kind of constant fatigue or the daily furrowing of his brow. But even though the Son-in-Law had seemed to be handling everything with ease during his time in Fine Willow Street, almost turning his days into leisure, only Xiao Chan could understand the enormous effort and caution hidden behind this facade, like constantly moving forward step by step on a swamp.

She had seen similar things in the past, but not so clearly. She had been sent to a merchant's family at a young age and had seen many things. These merchant families seemed glorious, but what truly supported them were the few people in the family who truly knew how to work hard, such as Old Master Su, Su Boyong, and the young mistress. They didn't just issue a brilliant, ingenious command like a celestial horse soaring through the sky to get things done or turn the tide. What truly supported them were the days of running around, the nights of hard work, handling small matters one by one, thinking, planning, looking at the ledgers and calculating one number at a time. People who worked this hard could accomplish things.

However, this was, after all, an era of worshiping scholars. She had seen the young mistress's hard work, but what she yearned for even more were those famous scholars who pointed out the country's mountains and rivers. In storybooks and operas, they could turn the tide with a single sentence and had the power to save the world with a single plan. Such people were so enviable and yearned for. When the Son-in-Law first entered the family, she thought he was not such a person. For a while, she thought he was such a person. The initial respect and propriety turned into later care and affection, but it was not until she came to Hangzhou, especially after she and the Son-in-Law had physical intimacy, that she could see more clearly what was hidden behind it, and it also made her feel the power within it even more.

The efforts of ordinary people could carve a path out of a barren mountain. When there was a huge rock blocking the way, those strategies and tactics could allow people to bypass it. But if there was no way forward, pursuers behind, and no way to detour, a fierce person might crash into the boulder like Grandpa Qian, but only one type of person could quietly, attentively, and even with a smile, chisel away at the boulder inch by inch, squeeze it away, and push it away regardless of everything. She didn't know how to describe it. Perhaps that was what she had heard people say in the past, "a man."

Now these two words had a deeper meaning, because the Son-in-Law was now also her man.

From the time he was captured and started living here, the Son-in-Law's face had not shown any anxiety or agitation. He calmly taught the children in the academy, exercised every morning and evening, and maintained good relations with the people around him. Sometimes he sat under the eaves reading a book, chatting with her, comforting her, and telling jokes lightly. Sometimes he even chopped wood and cleaned the yard. But even though everything seemed natural, she was, after all, the Son-in-Law's person, and she could see clearly that behind his back, the Son-in-Law's hands were actually clenched tightly.

Every day, the Son-in-Law actually increased the load of his exercise. It seemed like he was simply running back and forth within the Fine Willow Street area, but the distance was almost double what it was in Jiangning. After the surveillance had loosened a bit, the Son-in-Law had tied small sandbags to his hands and feet. She knew that this was to exercise his body, but she didn't know what such exercise was for. In the first few days, the sandbags were not properly secured, and they even cut his hands and feet, causing them to bleed. However, he just maintained that light and breezy look in front of everyone. Only after returning and taking a shower could she occasionally see him doing some slightly easing movements, breathing rapidly, and sweating all over. At that time, the Son-in-Law's struggling gaze was really like... a tiger. Of course, she was not afraid of that kind of gaze, because when he saw her, he would calm down. She knew that even if the Son-in-Law really turned into a tiger, he would not eat her.

She had only seen this kind of scene a few times, each time only when there was no one around, and it flashed across the Son-in-Law's face. They had not seriously talked about these things. She knew that the Son-in-Law would not tell her much about these things. But she knew it, and that was enough. She knew that the Son-in-Law was interacting with these people and those people, teaching and doing things just to make the surrounding situation a little more relaxed. She also knew that if she could gain the approval of more people from the Tyrant Saber Clan, it would be more convenient for the Son-in-Law to do whatever he wanted to do. So she had been doing this all along.

At the clinic, she had always been diligent, showing that she was happy and endearing. This was certainly because of her nature, but the mood in it was different.

Sometimes she thought that the Son-in-Law might have seen the reason why she was doing this in her eyes. The Son-in-Law had recently been interacting with the Lou family's young mistress. If it had been before, Xiao Chan would have been very unhappy and worried, but now, she didn't have such a mood. Of course, there were occasional protests, sometimes complaining that the Son-in-Law shouldn't interact too closely with the Lou family's young mistress, but in her heart, she understood that the Son-in-Law would not fall in love with this Lou family's young mistress. No matter what happened, the Son-in-Law would still remain clear-headed.

Last night, when she saw the Son-in-Law injured, she cried loudly. The Son-in-Law persuaded her for a long time before she stopped. When she woke up this morning, she hoped that the Son-in-Law could rest a little, but the Son-in-Law only said that the injury was not serious. Later, he even pulled her into the room... Her body already belonged to the Son-in-Law, and she would be happy to do anything he wanted her to do at any time. But this morning, when she was lying naked in front of the Son-in-Law, there was a moment when she wanted to cry and ask him to stop, but at that moment, she felt only full of happiness in her heart.

That was truly an incredible feeling. Because she knew that even at this time, the Son-in-Law was just thinking about telling her that it was okay, wanting to comfort her.

Not long after leaving the room, the Son-in-Law opened the door again and went out for a run. She listened here, but did not go out to take a look again. Thinking about these things, the girl suddenly covered her mouth with the back of her hand and cried out "呜", tears falling down.

Apart from last night, she could only cry like this when there was no one around. After crying, she had to go out and do things happily.

Hangzhou was the sea.

The light flickered, and she sat in front of the stove with her legs together. The flames attacked, but made people feel the cold in their thoughts. The warmth did not come from the flames. It surged out from the inside of her body, warming her body from the inside out. This warmth connected her on one side and the scholar running in the morning mist on the other side, like two balls of light. The distance could not block the light. The only two people truly relying on the boat were them.

After a moment, Xiao Chan wiped away her tears, waved her fan, and showed a cute smile, then stood up to check the water in the pot.

This day had just begun.

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Regardless of what Xiao Chan was thinking, for Ning Yi, there wasn't much worth mentioning about what had happened. Everything was just doing his best. His abilities only reached here. If there was someone who could walk through danger at any time easily and with ease, or who could calculate without errors and kill in all directions at any time in their life... maybe there was such a person, but he was just not as good as them.

The injury last night was not serious, which was judged by the standards of a martial artist. As an ordinary person, having various knife wounds and sword wounds on his body, and having a cut on his head, was not light. He couldn't do too strong exercise, just ran appropriately, and stimulated his body with internal energy to strive for excessive recovery. This fog seemed like it wouldn't dissipate until the morning, but after running for a while and walking for a while, there were more people in his field of vision. On the way, he encountered Du Sha, the leader of the Tyrant Saber Camp's Eight Great Vajras - this nickname was given by Ning Yi, just to be optimistic - This guy didn't talk much on weekdays. Although he had interactions with Ning Yi, he was more serious, but this time he took the initiative to cup his fist at him: "Mr. Ning, aren't you resting today?"

"Oh, moving around a little helps recovery."

Ning Yi replied like this. Du Sha was chatting with the people around him, so he introduced him: "Brother Qi, this is... Mr. Ning Liheng, known as the Bloody-Handed Butcher, Liheng, this is..."

The identity of that person was not worth remembering. What surprised Ning Yi a little was that the other party actually introduced him as the Bloody-Handed Butcher, this "bandit name". He found it funny in his heart, and then cupped his fists in response in the posture of a Jianghu person. When they said goodbye to each other, Du Sha cupped his fists again: "Mr. Ning, thank you for what happened last night. We owe you a favor."

After walking for a while, he encountered Liu Tiannan and A Chang and A Ming. After greeting them, he asked about Liu Dabiao. Liu Tiannan nodded and said, "The Clan Leader is fine and has already woken up." Woke up meant that he was not in mortal danger, but obviously he could not get out of bed yet. "After breakfast later, Mr. Ning, go and see him."

When asked about Liu Jin, A Chang's face was obviously a little bad: "It is not yet known whether he can get better. Even if he gets better, most of his skills will be ruined... Of course, being able to get better is the most important..."

A Ming's expression on the side was expressionless. His real name was Zheng Qiming. In his usual behavior, his partner A Chang was relatively peaceful, while he was quite fierce and used to speak with a knife, but he was very kind to the people in the village. He would occasionally put on a stern face to buy candy for children, but he didn't smile much. Since Liu Jin learned the knife from A Chang, he had naturally received his guidance. At this time, his face was actually much more peaceful and indifferent than usual. He just looked at Liu Tiannan and then at Ning Yi: "When are you going to find Li Tianyou for trouble? Remember to call me. You don't have to do anything to kill people. I can do it all. Just call me."

These words were spoken to Ning Yi. He and A Chang had followed Ning Yi for a while and knew that Ning Yi had some skills. Just after he finished speaking, Ning Yi looked at Liu Tiannan: "This matter is not easy, right..."

Liu Tiannan also frowned: "When did I say that I would go to Li Tianyou for trouble..."

A Ming also frowned and looked at him: "Manager, didn't you just say that you wanted to discuss with Liheng about finding trouble with the Li family?"

Liu Tiannan managed many things in the Tyrant Saber Camp, and acquaintances like A Ming casually called him Manager. Just now A Chang and A Ming probably discussed this matter with him. At this moment, Ning Yi also stared at him, wondering what he had just said. Although the Tyrant Saber Camp usually did not suffer losses, now that Li Tianrun was about to return, if this side was really so tough, he had to admit that he was a little surprised.

Liu Tiannan looked at the two of them: "I just said to discuss with him about cutting off a few of the Li family's businesses, so that they could suffer a few losses. Also, so that Li Tianyou wouldn't think that his brother was coming back and they could walk sideways in Hangzhou City... Did you really think you could kill him?"

A Ming sneered: "That's not very difficult."

"It's not about whether it's difficult or not." Liu Tiannan raised his voice slightly, "Can you handle the aftermath of this matter!?"

A Ming took a breath and then exhaled it: "Understood." Then he patted Ning Yi on the shoulder, "I heard that you killed a guy named Tang Kou last night? Not bad."

Speaking of this, A Chang also showed a slight smile: "I've heard of him, he's a madman, but his martial arts are still okay."

Ning Yi smiled and humbly said, "Hehe, the other party's skills were indeed powerful. I also fought to that extent. For a moment, I couldn't hold back my hand and killed him..."

As he said this, A Chang had already shown a thoughtful look: "I don't know who the brother hiding in the room is. Being able to kill Tang Kou's head with one slash is not a difficult task, but leaving the room in such a short time without being seen, his lightness skill is really superb..."

A Ming also nodded: "I've also heard that the room was sealed tightly, saying that there were no secret passages or hidden doors. There were also soldiers guarding outside, so it was indeed not easy to get out. However, the focus of the defense below is not here. There are probably still opportunities..."

Ning Yi blinked his eyes, and then rolled his eyes: "Hey, hey, hey, I'm still here! It's very normal for experts to accidentally injure their opponents! There was no light around at the time, and he didn't know the environment. I fought him to the death. I had been planning for a long time, and I slashed his head with one knife. This is called bravery and wit. What kind of机关暗门... You two, do you have the guts to come over for a one-on-one fight..."

A Ming still had a calm expression: "He won't say."

"Then forget it." A Chang smiled, and then patted Ning Yi on the shoulder, "Take good care of your injuries. Thank you for what happened last night. If you need anything, just speak up."

The two said goodbye and turned around. Their voices came over: "One slash killed his head. I heard that it flew out. He should have used a fierce saber technique..."

"If you and I were inside, using the Tyrant Saber, we could use the move Cleaving Clouds and Mountains, which is the most fierce... Maybe it's the Clan Leader..." As he spoke, a martial artist named Liu Yuanfang happened to come over and was patted on the shoulder by the two of them, "Yuanfang, what do you think of this matter?"

"I've also heard about it this morning. I think there must be something fishy about this matter..." That Liu Yuanfang looked back at Ning Yi and smiled hehe. Although he had good intentions, he obviously didn't believe that Ning Yi had really slashed that knife. The three spoke and walked away in the morning mist.

"I'm going..." Ning Yi looked at that side for a moment, and after the three disappeared, he turned his head to stare at Liu Tiannan, "You don't think so too, do you?"

Liu Tiannan smiled and said, "There are still some things in the village. I'll go over first. As for which businesses in the village can be cut off from the Li family, Liheng, think about it first. This matter is not urgent. If you have nothing to do in the morning, Liheng, go see the Clan Leader and then go back to rest."

After he finished speaking, he cupped his hands and left. Ning Yi stood there for a moment, shrugged and smiled "Ha", then shook his head and walked in the direction of home. It was a good thing that the Tyrant Saber Clan intended to have some friction with the Li family. It was also his strength to attack in various businesses. As long as Li Tianyou suffered a few small losses and the other party's brother had already returned, he would definitely not be able to swallow it. If the two sides had some friction again, he would bring Xiao Chan into the chaos, and then ask Dr. Liu to help a few times to protect Xiao Chan. There would be no problem to send her away.

Of course, this matter must be approached with caution. If it was just to create the appearance, wait until the two sides clashed, he would do some operations to make the Tyrant Saber Camp also feel the pressure from Li Tianrun, and then take Xiao Chan out. He would give Xiao Chan a beating and say that he had encountered an attack. Anyway, the Li family couldn't defend themselves. It should be okay.

Thinking of having to beat Xiao Chan, he curled his lips and couldn't help but laugh and cry for a moment. However, this was currently the least risky method, and he could only set it down like this for the time being.

At the same moment that Ning Yi was perfecting his escape plan on the street, in the courtyard of the Tyrant Saber Clan's leader, the girl named Liu Xigua had already woken up. She was covered with a quilt of white material dotted with light red flowers, and leaned weakly on the pillow, staring blankly at the fog outside the window for a long time. She rarely had such a weak state, and few people had really seen her face. At this time, in front of this open window, her face, which seemed even whiter due to weakness, was like being shrouded in a layer of light, revealing a thrilling beauty.

After a long time, she turned her head to look at the roof above and gently... closed her eyes.

She quietly fell asleep again.

Also at the same moment, an army holding a banner with the word "Li" on it stirred up the fog in the north of Hangzhou City. The sound of hooves trampled over the fields and rivers, and began to awaken the tranquility in Hangzhou City during this period of time.

One of the Four Heavenly Kings under Fang La, the Zhen Guo General Li Tianrun, was ten miles away from Hangzhou!

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Although the previous chapter was not edited into (Part 1), this chapter still adds a (Part 2), haha. First, the two chapters are about things in the same atmosphere, and secondly... I'm too lazy to think of a name!!!

Recently, it seems that some people are saying that the protagonist is masochistic, which is really difficult to understand. It is clear that I am torturing him... Recently, it seems that some people are saying that the author is masochistic, which is really difficult to understand. It is clear that I am torturing the protagonist... In fact, it is not difficult to understand. In general, a book will always express some of the author's life attitude and outlook on life. Sometimes the protagonist will say some words that the author wants to say, but the protagonist's experience - perhaps except for picking up girls - is not necessarily what the author wants to experience. Of course, if it is a purely killing in all directions stream of yy books, I must admit that maybe the author and the protagonist are one, but although there are many such books, it does not mean that all the books in the world are like this. The author not only brings in the protagonist's thoughts, but also brings in the protagonist's experience... For me, the so-called real man is the kind of existence that if we all abandon everything external, and everyone is fairly, even nakedly, placed in a certain environment, we all have to look up to. It doesn't matter what you can do in a smooth environment. How much suffering you can endure is the standard of a man... Of course, I don't want to suffer at all. I don't even drink alcohol, but when suffering comes, you can't escape... Of course, this is a yy book. I think it is definitely a yy book. I wouldn't write the whole book about how the protagonist suffers. However, only after the protagonist's personality is perfected, when he faces more powerful and more inhuman cosmic invincible enemies in the future, can he be more爽. I won't say what will happen in the future, because, in fact, I think the current content is also quite 爽, 明爽, 暗爽, expectation, etc... If you really don't think so, you probably would have left long ago. Well, I'm also talking nonsense, but nonsense doesn't cost money. I actually just want to say... Hey, hey, hey, next time if you have a chance to eat with someone, please don't say that not drinking alcohol is not a man, okay? I vomit so badly with just one bottle of beer... This is because staying up late and eating irregularly for the sake of family and life has ruined the stomach. A real man ruins his stomach! What's the big deal about drinking alcohol? Who has the guts to ruin their stomach, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!

Haha, I'm kidding about alcohol. Don't take it seriously ^_^ (To be continued.) Vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)(To be continued.) Vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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