The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 567: Just Blocking Foolishly?

Chapter 567: Chapter 567: Just Blocking Foolishly?

"I..."

Just as Sui Ziyou was about to respond, the scenery in front of her blinked, and she was now in the golden bead space.

"Ziyou? Palace Master, Ziyou is gone!"

Jiang Zuo, in the room, saw Sui Ziyou disappear before his eyes and cried out in surprise.

"Palace Master, Ziyou, she...ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ya Molian silenced him by pressing his mute acupoint, rendering him unable to utter a word.

"You are not to utter a word about what happened today. We have never seen Sui Ziyou, understand?" Ya Molian coldly warned Jiang Zuo.

"Exactly, if you dare to talk, you’ll never see Sui Ziyou again in this lifetime." Lin Caisang added after him.

She realized that every time something happened to Sui Ziyou, Jiang Zuo would act like a madman. The only way to calm him down was to bring up Sui Ziyou.

"I..."

Jiang Zuo opened his mouth.

"You don’t need to say anything. Now, go out and clean yourself up. Don’t scare the villagers when you return," Lin Caisang interrupted him, commanding him.

Jiang Zuo, without any other choice, begrudgingly left.

After Jiang Zuo left, Lin Caisang looked at Ya Molian. "Come to your room. I’ll treat your wounds."

"Uh..."

Hearing her words, Ya Molian touched his nose guiltily.

He had intended to hide his injury from the young girl, but he couldn’t hide it from her keen sense of smell.

...

In Ya Molian’s room, the two of them sat on the edge of the bed. Lin Caisang looked at the two whip marks on his back.

"These two whip wounds are severe. If you didn’t have strong internal energy protecting you, I’m afraid you would have suffered the same internal injuries as Sui Ziyou," she said straightforwardly to Ya Molian.

"This is the Bone Entering Whip of my clan, used to punish those who betray the clan. Ziyou is a soft, young girl, she couldn’t bear these three whippings. I had to take them for her," Ya Molian explained.

"Didn’t she have Jiang Zuo?" Lin Caisang asked bluntly.

Looking at Jiang Zuo’s anxious manner and the way he spoke to her earlier, shouldn’t he have taken the whip for Sui Ziyou?

"Jiang Zuo?"

Ya Molian shook his head.

"Jiang Zuo is not from my clan. He had no right to take the whip for Ziyou. Moreover, even if he wanted to take it, with his limited power, he would just be another death," he said.

"So you just blocked it foolishly?"

Lin Caisang stared at his back, too angry to know what to say.

"Tell me, what’s going on with Sui Ziyou?" she asked.

"Ziyou has been frail and sickly since she was young, just like me, abandoned by her family. But by a twist of fate, the clan leader discovered her photographic memory. Since then, she has been well taken care of. To put it nicely, she has been valued by the clan leader and had many people guarding her, but in truth, she is being strictly monitored and has lost her freedom," Ya Molian’s calm voice entered Lin Caisang’s ears.

"Jiang Zuo was originally her family doctor, with many years of emotional rapport. But Ziyou is just a chess piece in the hand of the clan leader. How could he let her have anything to do with Jiang Zuo? He wanted to secretly get rid of Jiang Zuo, but I saved him."

"What about this time?" Lin Caisang asked.

"The clan leader wanted to marry Ziyou to a clan cousin. Ziyou refused, rebelling and leaving the clan. I received the news and rushed to save her, managing to bring her back. However, I only had time to block two of the whips. She still got hit by one," Ya Molian shook his head and said.