Abandoned Woman Busy Farming
Chapter 1283 - 1285 Another Eye_1

Chapter 1283: Chapter 1285 Another Eye_1

When Bai Ruozhu left the Government Office, she was somewhat annoyed, while Jin Jing, who followed out later, was sporting a smug expression.

Jin Wanliang found time to change his trousers, turning over the shameful page, and reverted to his usual smiling demeanor. However, the thought of the money he had spent still caused him some pain.

It turned out that earlier in the Government Office, halfway through the hearing, the county officer had to leave for a moment. Upon his return, he directly questioned Muzi, the young lad, and then determined that it was Muzi who had stolen Jin Jing’s belongings and harmed the kitchen maid—immediately sentencing Muzi to death.

"It’s just incomprehensible. Initially, all the evidence pointed to that woman, and it’s obvious that the county officer must have taken a bribe to make the young lad a scapegoat," Muyu complained indignantly upon exiting, "They even claimed that the young lad coveted the kitchen maid and, failing to win her over, resorted to robbing and harming her. As if he’d be so desperate when, goodness, the kitchen maid could be his mother in terms of age."

Bai Ruozhu shook her head, "Let it be, there are injustices like this everywhere. We shouldn’t meddle too much. As for the young lad, it’s the wheel of karma at work. If he hadn’t been greedy and harmed others to begin with, he wouldn’t have ended up with such a fate. As for the real villains, they’ll get their retribution sooner or later."

Muyu didn’t say anything more after hearing this, but Jin Jing, who followed out behind, raised her chin and said, "My mother is a favorite with the Saintess. In the Western Regions, if you’re dreaming of competing with me, keep dreaming!"

Bai Ruozhu’s fingers twitched inside her sleeve, but eventually, she retracted her hand. She remembered Saintess Honglian could administer that sort of poison and was probably well-versed in pharmacology. If she acted rashly, she might attract the attention of Saintess Honglian.

Jiang Yichun, knowing that Bai Ruozhu was unhappy, took her hand and said, "Let’s keep moving, so we don’t have to see these disgusting people. It affects the mood."

Jin Jing’s pride vanished in an instant, and her face turned deathly pale. Did he really loathe her that much?

Jiang Yichun and his party quickly regrouped and left without Jin Wanliang and his team following closely. After everything that happened, there was no possibility of working together anymore.

Due to the delay caused by the homicide case, it wasn’t until night had completely fallen that the group found a place to stay.

No sooner had they settled down than Jianqi came to report that Chu Hai was running a fever.

Bai Ruozhu hurried over to check, relieved that it wasn’t the plague. Chu Hai’s foundation had been weakened while dealing with the Reincarnation Poison, and he had been punished in the Palace. Additionally, the recent hard travel had further weakened him. The large temperature fluctuations in the Western Regions had caused him to catch a chill, which then led to a fever.

She swiftly fed Chu Hai a pill to strengthen his foundation and support his vitality. Then she selected a few appropriate herbs from her reserves, borrowed the kitchen from the innkeeper, and started brewing a decoction for Chu Hai.

"Oh my, today I finally saw Prince Sangta of the Barbarian Clan for all he truly is. Who was it that described him with eyes as big as bulls, a mouth that rivals a tiger’s, and fists bigger than bowls? He doesn’t seem that different to me, and he’s actually not bad looking," commented several employees gathered together for dinner on the other side of the kitchen, probably bored, they conversed in hushed tones without minding Bai Ruozhu—they assumed she couldn’t hear them.

"Forget it, I saw him riding in on a tiger; that beast could bite a man to death in one go!" a young shop assistant said, shrinking into his collar.

Another employee laughed, "Look at how cowardly you are. I happened to overhear their conversation. Don’t you want to know how he got to our Western Regions?"

The others perked up with interest, and Bai Ruozhu couldn’t help but prick up her ears as well.

Urged by others, the young waiter proudly said, "When I was serving them, I heard their people say that our Western Regions are going to enter into a royal marriage with the Barbarian Clan. The king of the Barbarians has sent Sangta on an envoy, and by the way, to choose a favored queen. However, from what they said, it seems they look down upon the women of our Western Regions, even going so far as to say that unless the Holy Hall is willing to give Saintess Honglian to Sangta, others at best could only become his concubines, never his queen."

"Right, they don’t call them queens, he said ’beast wives’," the waiter excitedly added.

"What, those barbarians dare to marry our saintess? They have the nerve to say that," someone said indignantly.

The waiter hurriedly made a shushing gesture and whispered, "Keep your voice down, they’re staying upstairs. If they hear you, you’re done for!"

"Huh, what’s the big deal? Our saintess, who is she? She is a daughter gifted by heaven, a daughter of the heavens. How could she take fancy in those barbarians?"

No sooner had the speaker finished than a black shadow swooped down. Before anyone could see clearly, there was a horrifying scream. They saw the complaining waiter rolling on the ground, holding his face, his hands covered in blood, which smeared on the ground and the leg of a nearby stool, quickly spreading to make the area drenched with blood.

For a moment, everyone was too stunned to scream, and the scene was eerily silent. Bai Ruozhu looked on in shock, only to see a hawk circling above, clutching something in its beak—an eyeball!

It was not her first time seeing this hawk peck at someone’s eyes, but it had pecked the very one who spoke ill of the Barbarians. If the hawk did not possess an eerily high intelligence, then its master must have heard those words and sent it.

She hurriedly turned her head back, pretending she saw nothing, and continued to simmer the herbal medicine.

Another waiter finally screamed, but was quickly silenced by an older chef, who murmured, "Do you have a death wish? Keep quiet."

All present tried not to make a sound as the injured waiter kept screaming until he finally passed out.

The others all wore expressions of sorrow but dared not help him, because the hawk had flown out of the room but had not left; it perched on a stone table by the door, its black, glossy eyes fixed on the inside of the room, ready to attack at any moment.

Bai Ruozhu felt some sympathy for the injured waiter, but she couldn’t intervene. She wasn’t confident she could handle Sangta’s hawk, nor could she afford to bring trouble upon the group.

However, she also felt that Sangta did not intend to kill. Perhaps he was wary of acting within the bounds of the Western Regions. The injured waiter’s life should be spared, but the eye could not be saved, and even Bai Ruozhu was powerless to help.

Eventually, the hawk flapped its wings and flew away. After waiting a long while, people finally rushed to check on the injured waiter. A chef even found a clean cloth to bandage up his bleeding eye.

By then, Bai Ruozhu’s decoction was ready. She carried the bowl and left the kitchen.

She had already attracted Sangta’s attention and really couldn’t afford any more complications. Her only means of standing up to him, Furball, was still unconscious from swallowing the Thousand Illusion Poisonous Insect and might advance further upon waking.

Upon returning to Chu Han’s room, Bai Ruozhu had Jianqi feed him the medicine. She then called Jiang Yichun over to the table, dipped her finger in tea water, and wrote down what she had just witnessed. Jiang Yichun’s heart tightened as he read. He should have stayed to discuss their itinerary, he should have been with her. It had been far too dangerous.