My host is cold and scumbag

Zhao Xinyun circled the surrounding area several times and the system reminded him.

-Looking for the cellar?

Zhao Xinyun nodded, started walking, looked around, and finally found a straw pile in a dilapidated backyard. The straw pile was inconspicuous. Zhao Xinyun looked at it for a long time and found traces of movement on the ground, with a little new soil exposed. It was dirty and messy, and there was a faint odor. If the entrance to the cellar was covered with this old straw, the living environment could not be said to be bad.

Zhao Xinyun prepared herself mentally for a long time before she rolled up her sleeves, opened the soft straw, saw the rotten wooden door of the cellar, squatted down and lifted it up. The cellar was vertical, and the entrance didn't look high. There was no movement when she jumped in. The cellar was very large, and Zhao Xinyun only bent slightly when she walked inside.

After walking a few steps, a gust of wind suddenly came over. Zhao Xinyun raised his hand and grabbed it, saying, "It's me."

The man paused, then suddenly hugged the woman.

He was trembling in Zhao Xinyun's arms. Zhao Xinyun said softly, "Get out first."

The man didn't say anything in her arms. Zhao Xinyun took him out and found a room that was still habitable. She put him down and sat him on a wooden board. Xuanwu was dirty and felt much lighter in her hands. He looked like he had many wounds on his body. He stared at Zhao Xinyun and said aggrievedly, "I feel like I'm about to die."

"Otherwise, how could I see you?" Xuanwu's voice was hoarse. Zhao Xinyun squatted in front of the man: "What have you eaten during this period?"

Xuanwu's eyes followed Zhao Xinyun's movements and he answered obediently, "Climb out at night and dig sweet potatoes."

Zhao Xinyun smiled when he heard this: "Do you want to go back?"

Xuan Wu nodded slowly: "I have evidence."

Zhao Xinyun looked at the dirty Xuanwu and said, "There is a well on the way here. Do you want to go and wash?"

Xuan Wu still stared at the woman without blinking and nodded. When she pulled the person up, he couldn't stand, so she simply carried him horizontally, walked out slowly, and put him next to the well.

He stood up and looked for a few buckets and basins that he didn't know if they were still usable. Although he didn't know if they would leak, Zhao Xinyun still filled everything that could hold water. He tore off the hem of his clothes and put them in the man's hands: "Wipe them first. I'll go find something to boil water."

Xuan Wu hummed, grabbed Zhao Xinyun's clothes, and looked up and said, "Ayun, I'm hungry."

Zhao Xinyun stood up again, led the horse over, and moved all the things on it to Xuanwu. Some dry food and water. She only had two or three sets of clothes to change, and she took them out and placed them next to Xuanwu's legs. She looked up at Xuanwu and said, "That's all."

Xuan Wu, with a face that looked like he was about to cry, hummed again. Zhao Xinyun turned around and went to find something to boil water.

The village had been deserted for a long time and there were many scattered things in it. Zhao Xinyun didn't know how long he had been wandering around before he finally found a rusty iron pot in a slightly better house.

She thought this place was cleaner and would move people here later.

Carrying the iron pot back to Xuanwu, she picked up a stone and began to grind the rust off the pot. Xuanwu wiped his face first. His face was pale and thin, with many scratches on it. The friction between the stone and the iron pot made people's teeth ache, but no one said anything at this moment.

Xuan Wu was too embarrassed to wipe his body in front of Zhao Xinyun. After washing his hands, he picked up the dry food and started eating. He hadn't eaten for a long time, and it seemed that he couldn't get used to swallowing. He choked and coughed. Zhao Xinyun stopped and looked at Xuan Wu. Xuan Wu had already picked up the water and drank it in a big gulp. His eyes were red from choking, and he was panting and losing his energy.

After seeing that Xuanwu was better, Zhao Xinyun lowered his head and started grinding again.

Xuan Wu no longer had the overbearing attitude he had before, but quietly watched Zhao Xinyun busying around. Zhao Xinyun spent half an hour washing the pot, and when Zhao Xinyun was finally satisfied, he set it up to boil water for Xuan Wu.

Xuan Wu said: "Can you come closer to me?"

Zhao Xinyun followed his instructions and sat closer. Xuanwu wanted to get closer to Zhao Xinyun's arms, but he felt that it was not appropriate for him to do so since he was so dirty, so he began to sulk for no reason. He sat sideways facing Zhao Xinyun. Zhao Xinyun turned her head to look at him, but just said, "The water is almost ready. I have some medicine in my bag, which Ah Fu gave me. After washing, remember to use it."

Xuan Wu pursed his lips: "Don't you have anything else to say to me?"

"Let's talk about it after this is over." Zhao Xinyun was very skilled in using this mantra. Xuanwu really fell silent, and seemed to think that it was not right to talk about love at this time. He should recover as soon as possible, as the emperor's sister couldn't wait too long.

However, when Zhao Xinyun was in front of him, he just wanted to get close to her. This dead woman didn't even try to coax him. How could there be such a woman in the world? It was so infuriating.

Xuanwu's face, which had just turned a little more pale, suddenly puffed up. Zhao Xinyun saw that the water was almost gone, so she stood up and poured the water into the only wooden basin that didn't seem to be leaking very fast, brought it into the room, turned around and carried her back in. Xuanwu hugged Zhao Xinyun's neck, stared at her hatefully, and couldn't bear it anymore, so he bit her again.

You stupid woman, if you don’t coax me after you’re clean, I will never talk to you again.

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Xuanwu had multiple cartilage bruises and numerous injuries of varying sizes. The woman waited outside for a long time before Xuanwu said it was done.

Xuan Wu was wearing Zhao Xinyun's coat. Probably because of the cold weather, Zhao Xinyun brought in a thick coat and put it on Xuan Wu. Xuan Wu looked at Zhao Xinyun and finally rubbed against the woman's arms unscrupulously. Zhao Xinyun, the woman who didn't understand romance, said, "I haven't washed yet. You rubbed against me all over."

Xuan Wu's body froze, and he pushed Zhao Xinyun away, then laughed out loud in anger: "Go away, I don't want to see you."

Zhao Xinyun went out with the bucket, thinking that she was telling the truth. She hadn't taken a bath for a long time and had been feeling uncomfortable for a long time. How could anyone understand how long she had endured the inconvenient operation of bathing in ancient times?

Zhao Xinyun also washed casually. The door of this small broken house could not be closed at all, and there was wind leaking out at night. When Zhao Xinyun went in, Xuanwu was shivering in a small blanket. Zhao Xinyun never wronged himself. He would stay in an inn if he could. He prepared a thin blanket when he was outside. Zhao Xinyun had a system and was improving his physical fitness in a single item, so he didn't feel cold outside. Zhao Xinyun approached Xuanwu, sat beside him, and asked softly: "Have you taken the medicine?"

Xuan Wu shrank back and didn't answer out of spite. Zhao Xinyun sighed and was about to leave when Xuan Wu suddenly stood up and said, "Can't you ask one more time?"

Zhao Xinyun turned around and sat back down, and asked, "Have you taken the medicine?"

For Zhao Xinyun, all the difficulties are trivial matters if she can solve the trouble directly. Besides, Xuanwu's condition is really not good. Considering that her journey in this world is about to end, she can still endure a little bit of anger.

Xuan Wu choked and looked at the woman with hatred and resentment. He turned around and said, "I can't reach my back. It hurts."

It is a fact that you can't reach it, and it hurts so much that you are just playing the victim.