Chapter 289: Chapter 289 - 289 Minister under the Skirt (11)

Xie Shu, a mere human with no Xuan Qi — even less than an ordinary person, for his meridians had all been severed, making him virtually powerless — was certainly no match for Chuzheng.

Humiliation and rage filled Xie Shu’s heart, but all he could do was let Chuzheng tend to the wound on his leg.

At first, he tensed his nerves and body.

But gradually, he noticed that Chuzheng was indeed only tending to the wound, her gaze devoid of anything else, calm and indifferent.

“But I am Jun Chuzheng.”

Xie Shu heard this abrupt statement and it took him a while to realize that Chuzheng was answering his previous question.

Xie Shu’s gaze moved away from Chuzheng’s hands.

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because I am.”

Xie Shu fell silent and didn’t speak again, he didn’t believe her.

Regardless of whether she was Chu Yingyu or Jun Chuzheng, he didn’t trust her.

After Chuzheng had treated the wound, she waited for his clothes to dry before helping him put them on.

“Can you untie me now?” Being tied up made him very uncomfortable, and it felt very strange to him.

Chuzheng sat down next to him, holding the Tianjin Mouse in her arms, “What if you run away?”

This world is so vast, one could easily disappear without a trace.

It’s better to keep him tied up.

Once outside, find a place to lock him up!

Mhm!

“…”

Xie Shu curled the corners of his lips, “With your strength, are you still afraid of someone like me, a crippled man?”

“Even ants can collapse a dam, don’t underestimate yourself,” Chuzheng paused, “You are not a crippled man.”

Her Good Person Card is not a crippled man!

How could someone so good-looking be called a crippled man?

Underneath Xie Shu’s eyes, there seemed to be a swell of emotions, yet also as if there were none.

The curve of his mouth slowly flattened, his gaze gradually deepening.

She is really different from Chu Yingyu…

Chuzheng tilted her head to the side, “Cold?”

Xie Shu was caught off guard by her direct gaze, feeling somewhat panicked, he looked away and gave a random nod.

He felt her moving closer, then his body suddenly tipped towards her, and she wrapped her arms around him.

Xie Shu was truly cold, nights in the Secret Realm could be frosty at their coldest.

Yet her embrace was warm.

Xie Shu and the Tianjin Mouse in Chuzheng’s arms exchanged a wide-eyed stare.

The Tianjin Mouse offered a look of sympathy.

This woman is so fickle!

“Do you really not remember anything?” Xie Shu asked.

“Mm,” Chuzheng adjusted her position, letting Xie Shu lie down while she leaned against the tree trunk, “Do you know me?”

Xie Shu forced a smile, “No, I don’t. I just recognize your face.”

“Oh.”

Chuzheng closed her eyes, and Xie Shu watched her chin as the leaves above brushed against each other in the night wind, producing a soft rustling sound.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Xie Shu moved his lips slightly, “Have you heard of Heavy Snow Night Moon?”

Chuzheng merely shook her head without speaking.

“Then…”

Chuzheng, annoyed by his talking, covered his mouth with her hand, “Don’t talk.”

So many questions.

How annoying.

It’s time for rest.

Xie Shu: “…”

Xie Shu felt very uncomfortable being tied up. In the end, Chuzheng tied his hands in front of him.

–

Xie Shu was awakened by something fuzzy scratching at him.

As he opened his eyes, he saw the golden Mouse perched on his chest, scratching at him with its paw.

“You’re awake.”

Sunlight filtered through the lush canopy of trees, and Xie Shu raised his hand to block it.

“You can talk?”

“Hmm, of course, I am a Divine Beast,” the Tianjin Mouse declared proudly, puffing its little chest out.

A Divine Beast?

Xie Shu sat up, and the Tianjin Mouse slid down from his body, squatting beside him. Xie Shu surveyed it with interest for a few moments, “I couldn’t tell.”

He looked down at his hands, still bound…

The Tianjin Mouse puffed up its cheeks angrily.

Xie Shu looked around, “Where’s your owner?”

“Pah, she’s not my owner,” the Tianjin Mouse retorted angrily, “What nonsense are you spouting!”

“Not your owner?” He had thought it was her contract beast, was it not…

“Of course not, I don’t have such an owner!” the Tianjin Mouse snapped, visibly upset, “I have no owner!”

It was now a Divine Beast and would certainly not have an owner—how embarrassing!

The man’s eyebrows lifted slightly, dappled sunlight falling on his eyelashes, a faint light gleaming from the depths of his dark, profound eyes, making him impossibly handsome, beyond what words could describe.

“Then where is she?”

“Who knows.” The Tianjin Mouse squatted to the side, drawing circles, “You better run now, while she’s still not back.”

It couldn’t run away.

Seeing that she had a Fire Crystal in her hand… it could reluctantly stay.

“Run?” The man laughed, “What if she catches me? Are you trying to get me killed?”

“She probably won’t be back so soon. Run east from here, there’s a big fellow that way, she won’t be able to catch up with you,” the Tianjin Mouse genuinely sympathized with the good-looking Human, offering him strategies for escape.

Xie Shu guessed that the “big fellow” the Little Mouse was talking about must be a Divine Beast.

After all, if it called itself a Divine Beast and mentioned a “big fellow,” it had to be even mightier than itself.

“You say it’s a ‘big fellow,’ yet you suggest I run that way? Are you sending me to my death?”

Xie Shu wasn’t sure if this little creature was doing it on purpose or not, but he didn’t dare to agree carelessly.

What if it was that woman’s way of testing him?

It wasn’t that Xie Shu had a persecution complex, but he couldn’t afford to be less vigilant, or else he wouldn’t know how he’d die.

“True.”

The Tianjin Mouse had forgotten the fact that this good-looking Human was, in reality, useless.

“Sigh.”

It sighed like an old man.

Xie Shu: “…”

Chuzheng came back after a while, holding clothes and food in her hands.

She handed the clothes to Xie Shu, who clearly didn’t like them, his face virtually spelling out, “You expect me to wear this?”

“Make do for now,” Chuzheng said, “I’ll go out and buy you some.”

People came to the Secret Realm to look for treasures and to train; nobody would bring fancy clothes for no reason.

“I’ll just wear this,” Xie Shu handed the clothes back to Chuzheng.

The clothes on his body were a bit torn but still wearable.

Chuzheng’s expression was unfazed, “I’ll help you change, or you can change by yourself.”

Xie Shu showed her his hands, “How can I change with you tying me up?”

Chuzheng understood, “I’ll help you.”

Xie Shu felt wronged, “You let me go, I’ll change myself.” Who needs your help!

“… If you try to run, I’ll break your legs,” Chuzheng threatened before finally freeing him.

Xie Shu, holding back his anger, took the clothes to change behind a tree.

The purple clothes were less flamboyant than red, yet they lent the man an added air of nobility, like that of a young master from a wealthy family.

“Eat something.”

“What’s this?” Xie Shu eyed the fruit in Chuzheng’s hand with suspicion.

“I don’t know,” Chuzheng admitted candidly; she didn’t recognize it, but it should be edible—she had seen people from Jingyuan Country with similar fruit before.

“You don’t know and you still want me to eat it?” Xie Shu’s lips curled with a hint of amusement, “Aren’t you afraid it might poison me to death?”

“It’s fine, don’t be afraid.” There would still be chances anyway.

“…” She was trying to poison him to death, wasn’t she!

Xie Shu didn’t know how to express what he was feeling inside.

“Since you’re not Chu Yingyu, why did you save me?” Xie Shu got to the heart of the matter.

“Because I want to be a Good Person.” Chuzheng said seriously as she offered him the fruit, “Am I a good person?”

Xie Shu’s smile was a bit strange, “A good person? You?”

He didn’t continue, but his meaning was clear.

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, there was no such thing as a good person, just the strong exploiting and bestowing charity upon the weak.

Even if she had saved him…

“Eat.”

Xie Shu: “…”

I won’t eat!

Xie Shu turned and walked away.