I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

"Okay, I won't beat him anymore."

City Lord Sang was afraid that his relationship with his sister would become strained again, so he hurriedly said:

"As long as he serves you wholeheartedly and stops being rude to you and trying to run away, I promise that I will give him whatever he wants, even the entire Qingzhou."

Sang Nian put down the bowl and said, "Got it. Anything else?"

"Brother called you here this time because I have something to give you."

At this point, he looked a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and took out a book without a cover from the innermost side of the bookshelf:

"You should study the contents above diligently. It will be good for your body."

Sang Nian took it and was about to open it when he reached out and held it down.

"Go back to your room and watch it later."

"Okay." She put it into her sleeve. "Anything else? If not, I'll go back."

"Go."

He raised his hand to touch her head, his hand paused in mid-air, and finally gently fell on her shoulder, saying softly:

"Remember to take your medicine on time. I'll come to see you later."

Sang Nian left with the maid waiting outside the door.

Not long after walking, a man in armor came towards him quickly with a serious look on his face.

Seeing Sang Nian on the road, he nodded to her and went straight into the study.

"Did something happen in the city? Why does Commander Lin have that expression?" the maid asked curiously.

Sang Nian reached out to catch a petal of pear blossom scattered in the wind, lowered his brows and said nothing.

A monster appeared in Qingzhou City.

According to the plot, in half a month, the protagonists will come to catch monsters.

He and Xie Chenzhou will also leave at that time.

She let go of the petals and looked into the distance.

Xiaoyao Sect...

What kind of place would that be?

*

"Is Xie Chenzhou feeling better?"

After returning to Xianyin Pavilion where he lived, Sang Nian asked about Xie Chenzhou's injuries.

"I've taken medicine and seen the doctor. I just need to rest for a few days and it will be fine."

Chun Er presented a bowl of black medicine and reminded her, "Miss, it's time for you to take your medicine."

Sang Nian took it with a frown, held his breath and drank it all.

Chun Er asked curiously, "Why did you drink without being coaxed today?"

"I have to drink it anyway," Sang Nianku's facial features twisted, "I don't want to die so early."

"Pooh, pooh, pooh, my lady is going to live a long life."

Chun Er brought a dish of candied fruit and said, "Hurry up and eat some plums to reduce the pressure."

Sang Nian put a candied plum in his mouth, and his wrinkled face gradually relaxed.

She thought of something and picked up the plate, "Where is Xie Chenzhou?"

Chun'er carefully observed her expression and said, "In...the woodshed where he used to live."

Sang Nian’s eyes went dark.

God wants to kill me.

"Miss!" Chun'er looked panicked: "Are you sick again?"

Sang Nian waved her hands to indicate that she was fine, feeling extremely tired:

"I'll go see him."

In fact, Xie Chenzhou was treated favorably by the original owner in the beginning.

After she brought him back to the City Lord's Mansion with his severe injuries and near death, she also presented him with silks, satins, delicacies from land and sea like flowing water.

But he ignored her advances and only wanted to leave.

The original owner had never tolerated such humiliation, so he threw him into the woodshed and made him work with the lowest-level slaves every day. He also instructed the servants in the mansion to beat and scold him at will until he bowed to him.

Xie Chenzhou never lowered his head.

Even though I almost died here.

The woodshed was located in the most remote corner of the backyard. Three of its four windows were broken, and there were two large holes in the roof, making it a 360-degree blind spot.

The space inside was not spacious, with all kinds of miscellaneous items piled up high. The remaining space could barely fit a limp table. There was not even a bed, so some hay was spread on the ground as a place to sleep.

Sang Nian stood at the door, looking anxiously at the door that seemed like it would fly away with the wind at any moment.

It must have been difficult for the original owner to find such a shabby place in the magnificent City Lord's Mansion.

"Miss, forget it."

Chun'er muttered:

"If you want to see my son-in-law, just ask someone to call him. This is a cheap place, why do you have to come here in person?"

Sang Nian pretended not to hear: "You all wait outside."

After saying that, she walked into the house.

The house faces a bad direction, and it is cold and damp inside. A thick layer of moss has grown in the corners due to years of water seepage, and the light is very weak even during the day.

Wind kept blowing in from every corner, making the only intact window rattle.

Qingzhou is bitterly cold, and water turns to ice in winter.

The book does not describe how Xie Chenzhou survived the entire winter in this place.

But later on he became extremely afraid of cold and would fall seriously ill every winter, probably because of this disease.

Sang Nian withdrew his gaze from his surroundings and looked at the young man curled up in the corner.

He was still asleep, but the blood-stained clothes had been changed, and the slightly large collar vaguely revealed a pair of deep clavicle pits.

As expected of the world of cultivation, after just a short while, such a serious injury has almost healed.

She casually placed the dish of preserves on the table, walked over to him, squatted down, and looked at him carefully with her chin supported by one hand.

After taking the medicine, the boy's face was no longer as pale as before. His long eyelashes hung quietly on his eyelids, his nose was high, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

Her facial features are too delicate, making her look a bit feminine.

But it does look nice.

Sang thought.

However, when a person has no ability to protect himself, being good-looking is not a good thing.

She shook her head and was about to leave when she caught a glimpse of an ant crawling onto Xie Chenzhou's face. It hissed and she subconsciously raised her hand to remove it.

As the fingertips fell, a pair of dark eyes opened and looked at Sang Nian quietly.

Sang Nian was startled and stepped back suddenly, almost falling to the ground.

After reacting, she patted her chest and explained:

"Don't get me wrong, there was an ant on your face just now."

Xie Chenzhou sat up against the wall, ignoring the ant in her mouth, and glared at her coldly:

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh, this."

Sang Nian turned around and picked up the candied fruit on the table. He drafted it twice in his mind and spoke haltingly:

"Anyway, you got beaten up because of me. Of course, I don't feel bad at all, but I think this dish of candied fruit tastes terrible, so I gave it to you. If you think I'm just trying to humiliate you in a different way, then I can't help it."

As she spoke, she handed the porcelain plate to Xie Chenzhou, but he did not take it.

He was looking down at a book.

The gauze-like light of dusk shone through the window onto his face, making his expression look a little strange for no reason.

?

eccentric?

Sang Nian touched her sleeves and realized that the book her brother had given her was missing.

I think I just dropped it accidentally.

“This is mine,” she reminded him.

Xie Chenzhou closed the book and returned it to her. The tips of his ears were very red, and his neck was also pink.

Sang Nian was puzzled: "What's wrong with you? You look like a cooked shrimp."

Xie Chenzhou turned his face away, "Nothing."

That means something must have happened.

Sang Nian put down the plate and looked carefully at the book with a blank cover.

There isn't even a title for the book, and my brother is so mysterious...

Could it be some unique martial art?

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she suppressed her excitement and nervously turned a page.

There were six big words written on the title page.

"The Secret of Gathering Yang and Replenishing Yin: One move will teach you how to easily master the art of sex"

There is a line of small words below:

Written by the leader of the Hehuan Sect (this is the only copy)

The background is an indescribable picture of two people, especially the key parts, which are painted with extraordinary skill and are lifelike.

Sang Nian: “…”

Grass.