The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"Master, don't cry." It hurt a little bit when the wound was pulled, but Xue He was happy in his heart. He was happy that the young master was crying because of his injury.

This means that the young master cares about him.

This sudden turn of events made Master You stand still for a long time.

It was Mrs. You who reacted first and regained some of her rationality. She walked over and tried to pull the stupid young master up from Xue He.

"Mu'er, get up first."

They were just so angry about Xue He's evil behavior that they forgot that they should ask their son about his wishes.

But Muer's mind is still immature, what can she understand?

If you were deceived and instigated...

The silly young master stood up with the help of his mother, tugged at the other's sleeve, looked at the farmhand, then looked at Master You who was holding the bloody wooden stick, and begged.

"Mom, don't hit me"

"Mu'er, this place is too messy. Come back to your room with me first."

Mrs. You felt that something was not right and wanted to send her son away first and then deal with Xue He, but she failed to persuade anyone.

The silly young master stood still and failed to listen to Madam You's words.

"Mu'er, be obedient and go back with your mother. After your father has dealt with the bad guys, he will go to accompany you." Master You finally reacted. His eyes on Xue He became even more annoyed and he coaxed his son to leave first.

"No, not bad, Xue He... not bad"

The young master keenly noticed his parents' hostility towards the farmhand. He felt that if he left, he might never see the farmhand again. He was unwilling to leave no matter what. He took a few steps back and groped for the farmhand's sleeve.

"Mu'er, be good. You were just deceived by him. If you want servants, dad will find a few more for you." Master You was worried that his simple-minded son was deceived, and he was even more unwilling to let his son continue to get along with this lunatic.

"No, Xue He, we want him!" Shaking his head desperately, the silly young master refused to give in.

"It's all the same, it's just changing someone to play with you. Without Xue He, there are still other people, Mu'er. Xue He must leave. Once he has paid off the debt he owes us, he will not work in the yard anymore." Mrs. You said it more tactfully, but she also showed that she was unwilling to keep Xue He any longer, and tried to make things clear to her son.

As for the rest, we will make plans after driving Xue He away.

But when the silly young master heard Xue He was leaving, the tears that had just stopped began to fall again, and he threw himself into Madam You's arms and begged intermittently:

"Mom, it's different... I don't want anyone else... I just want... I just want him... I want Xue He... I won't leave, I like... Xue He"

"Mu'er?" Mrs. You listened patiently, surprised that although her son's words were intermittent, the meaning was clearer than ever before.

But this is for...

Madam You looked at Xue He who was still kneeling beside her, her expression filled with some complexity.

"He must go!" Master You was firm in his attitude. He said he was going to go, but in fact he wanted to wait until he had coaxed his son, beat Xue He half to death in private, and then pay him with money and throw him out.

Unexpectedly, Madam You patted her son's back, and after a moment's silence, she did not continue what he wanted to say. Instead, she comforted her son and said, "Okay, since Mu'er doesn't want to, then mother will talk to Xue He again. Don't worry, you don't have to leave. Mu'er, don't cry."

At this moment, Xue He's body was shaking, and because of the injury on his back, he couldn't hold on and fell down with a thud.

"Xuehe"

The silly young master was a little worried and turned to go over to take a look, but was stopped by Madam You. He only heard her talking to Master You:

"Master, take him back to his room and find a doctor to check his injuries."

"Madam?" Mr. You was puzzled and didn't understand. Madam You, who had just shared the same hatred with him, changed her attitude in just a short while.

"Go quickly!" Mrs. You touched her son's head soothingly and urged Master You to hurry up.

Although he was still angry, Mr. You hesitated for a moment, and finally obeyed his wife's arrangement. He dropped the wooden stick, dragged the unconscious Xue He out of the main house.

Aunt Xue, who was anxiously waiting outside the room, hurriedly followed. Seeing Mr. You's gloomy face, she hesitated for a while, but in the end she didn't say anything for her son.

Inside the room, Mrs. You was still coaxing the silly young master whose eyes were swollen from crying.

"Okay, I've asked your father to find someone to treat his injuries. Look how much you've cried, you look like a harlequin cat! Come on, go to your room and talk to your mother..." Mrs. You relaxed her expression, patiently wiped her son's tears one by one, and then pulled him to the east wing.

"Hmm," the silly young master responded, crying so hard that his voice was nasal.

"Mu'er, do you know what love is? If mother insists on letting Xue He go, do you want mother and father, or him?"

"Mu'er, what did he say to you? Can you tell the difference between a person's sincerity and falsehood?"

Mrs. You's voice gradually faded away. Xiao Cui, holding a basin, looked at the mess in the main house. She shrank her neck with lingering fear, but still mustered up the courage to clean the floor.

The noise in the room was so loud that it was hard for her not to hear it. The ground was covered in blood and Xiao Cui felt a pain in her back just by looking at it.

I hope the eldest brother of the Xue family is okay.