Reborn as a Happy Wife in a Rural Family
Chapter 165: Xi Chenqing

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: Xi Chenqing

Wuqing and the others nodded and immediately entered the mountains along the path they had previously taken.

Meanwhile, Yun No. 6 had already rushed out of the forest and happened to see Gu Qingli and her party heading up the mountain.

Yun No. 6 was extremely surprised. The lady had really come! Based on the timing, it seemed that the lady and her party had set out around the same time their master disappeared. Could it be that the lady had timed it so perfectly because she possessed some sort of foresight, knowing about their master’s disappearance?

"My lady." Yun No. 6 hurriedly went forward to greet her.

Every member of the Secret Sect had seen the lady’s portrait. Even if they had never seen her in person, they would recognize her instantly.

"Were you with Yunjing when you entered the mountains?" Gu Qingli asked.

Yun No. 6 replied, "Yes, My lady. The Old Master is also on the mountain. I will take you to him right away."

"Alright."

Gu Qingli also wanted to see Mr. Xiao as soon as possible; he must be terribly worried, just like her.

It took the group two hours to finally reach Mr. Xiao.

"Dad."

"What are you doing here?" Mr. Xiao frowned. We’ve just lost one person; surely we can’t afford to lose another?

That was why his tone wasn’t very pleasant.

He had clearly only ordered people from the Secret Sect to come. Why is my third son’s wife here? The men haven’t found a solution; what could a delicate woman like her possibly do?

Previously, Mr. Xiao would be pleased to see her, but this time she received a cold rebuff. She pursed her lips and said, "Dad, I’m worried about Yunjing."

Mr. Xiao’s face darkened. "Worried? That’s no reason to come here! Since you’ve come this far, you should have stayed in the city with your mother, waiting. What are you doing here, joining the commotion?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingli felt a wave of relief. Mr. Xiao was just worried about her. This old man, like her mother-in-law, was the type to say harsh words but have a soft heart—a sharp tongue concealing a heart of tofu.

She had no desire to argue with him and said anxiously, "Dad, this isn’t the time to discuss that. We need to plan our next move. If too much time passes, I’m afraid..."

Gu Qingli didn’t finish her sentence, but everyone present understood her meaning.

As expected, Gu Qingli successfully steered the conversation back to Xiao Yunjing, and Mr. Xiao stopped giving her the cold shoulder.

He looked at the sky. "It’s getting dark again. We’ll split into two groups. Yun No. 6 and Yunjing’s wife will be one group, and I’ll be with Yun No. 30 and the others. Whether we find anyone or not, we’ll meet back here in ten days."

Gu Qingli said, "Dad, let Yun No. 6 go with you. I have people on my side."

Mr. Xiao understood Gu Qingli was referring to the members of the Secret Sect she had with her. After glancing at Wuqing and her three companions, he nodded. "Be careful."

With that, he led his group in one direction.

Gu Qingli pouted. Such a stubborn old man, she thought.

She didn’t waste any time either, leading Wuqing and the other three in the opposite direction.

「Back in the Baiyue Clan, Xi Chenyu looked at Xiao Yunjing lying on the bed.」

Two days and nights had passed, but his condition had not only failed to improve but had worsened; his breathing was faint.

It seemed he could kick the bucket at any moment.

Xi Chenyu sighed. He was powerless to help. He couldn’t let him die on his bed; how would he ever sleep in it again?

After silently apologizing to Xiao Yunjing in his heart, Xi Chenyu shouldered him again. He quickly left the village and headed for a large sinkhole in the mountains.

There was an incredibly deep sinkhole there. He planned to throw Xiao Yunjing into it; at least his body would remain intact. If left in the forest, wild animals would devour him, leaving no trace. If found by clan members, he’d be burned to ashes.

About half an hour later, Xi Chenyu reached the sinkhole. Just as he was about to throw Xiao Yunjing in, a person suddenly appeared from around a corner.

"Brother Yu, what are you doing?"

The voice struck Xi Chenyu like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, making his head buzz. He turned to look at the newcomer.

He completely forgot about tossing Xiao Yunjing.

"Brother Yu, who is this person?" Xi Chenqing asked, pointing at the person on Xi Chenyu’s shoulder.

"I, I..." Xi Chenyu stammered for a long moment, unable to get the words out.

Xi Chenqing quickly walked over, pulled Xiao Yunjing from Xi Chenyu’s shoulder, and tossed him to the ground.

"Huh? An outsider? Brother Yu, you..."

Xi Chenqing was about to say that Xi Chenyu was incredibly bold, but when she saw Xiao Yunjing’s face, she froze, her own face flushing involuntarily.

Seeing Xiao Yunjing’s moribund state, she immediately took his pulse and examined the wound on his leg. It didn’t take long for her to understand. This must be the person Father is looking for.

"Sister Qing, do you know what happened to him?" Xi Chenyu had braced himself for the worst, but unexpectedly, Xi Chenqing said nothing and instead began taking Xiao Yunjing’s pulse.

He breathed a sigh of relief and asked her.

Xi Chenqing was the Clan Patriarch’s youngest daughter. They were the same age, fifteen this year, though he was a few months her senior.

Xi Chenqing appeared sweet and cute, but she was a little devil in reality, the nightmare of all the children in the clan.

She was also the Poison Elder’s disciple, gifted in the art of poisons since childhood.

Even now, if anyone displeased her, she would poison them to the point they’d question their own existence.

Of course, she wouldn’t kill them—just make them wish they were dead.

Without answering him, Xi Chenqing took out a bottle from her robes, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into Xiao Yunjing’s mouth. She then used her internal energy to help him absorb the pill’s medicinal properties.

"Brother Yu, help me carry him back to your house," Xi Chenqing stood up and said to Xi Chenyu, but her eyes never left Xiao Yunjing.

"Sister Qing, I..."

"What ’I’? Are you going to carry him or not? If not, I’ll go tell Father you’re hiding an outsider. Just imagine the consequences then!" Xi Chenqing glared at Xi Chenyu, her eyes threatening.

"Please, Sister Qing! I’ll carry him, alright?" Xi Chenyu pleaded, his face a mask of misery. How did I end up running into this little tyrant? And why would she save Xiao Yunjing? Shouldn’t she be telling her father?

Xi Chenyu wanted to ask but didn’t dare. He carried Xiao Yunjing back into the house and placed him on the bed.

"Sister Qing, what should we do now?"

"What do you mean, what should we do? Just take care of him. When he wakes up, he can stay in the village," Xi Chenqing said, her gaze shyly fixed on Xiao Yunjing’s handsome face.

This man is so handsome! Much better looking than Brother Xiao from the First Elder’s family, and taller too. It’s as if the heavens dropped a husband right into my lap!

Xi Chenyu’s face fell again. "But Sister Qing, what if the Clan Patriarch blames me? I can’t bear that responsibility."

"Scared now, are you? What were you thinking earlier? Lucky for you, it was me you ran into. Don’t worry, I’ll handle everything," Xi Chenqing said with a grin, patting Xi Chenyu’s shoulder reassuringly, like an older sister promising to cover for her little brother.

Xi Chenyu nodded, immensely relieved. With this little tyrant’s guarantee, my life is at least safe. The Clan Patriarch dotes on this little tyrant as if she were the apple of his eye; he’d never punish her.

"So, is he alright now?" Xi Chenyu asked, this being his biggest concern. If Xiao Yunjing dies in my room, this little tyrant will definitely take it out on me. I don’t want to be poisoned!