Foxy Beauty Charms the World

The person who alighted from the carriage was surprisingly the Golden Eagles of the Prefect of Fu Prefecture.

She was still wearing her twin bun, and the jade rabbit's medicine pendant beside her ear was exceptionally cute. Today, she was wearing an almond yellow plum blossom coat and a pink blue embroidered flower pleated skirt. Unlike in the manor, she was more playful and lively.

"Why are you here?" Qin Lingmo asked in surprise.

"I want to go with you." Yingzhu put her hands together at her lips and winked at Qin Lingmo.

"Miss Yingzhu, you should hurry back, your family will be worried." Qin Lingmo patiently advised her to go back. However, Yingzhu hardened her heart and refused to compromise. "No, I just want to go with you."

"I'm going to the Xiangbei military camp."

"I know, then I'll go with you. I can take care of you." Her cheeks were slightly flushed. Qin Lingmo placed a hand on his forehead and retreated a few steps, silently greeting everyone on their way.

"Sir Qin!" Eriksson tried to grab his sleeve, but he was thrown away.

"You're not allowed to come with me. Hurry up and go home." Qin Lingmo wore a stern expression, showing no mercy at all. He turned around and got on his horse, urging everyone to leave without a second thought. He was not good at dealing with girls who were in love with spring. However, this level of love would only last for a short time. As long as he disappeared quickly, it would be like urticaria, and he would recover sooner or later.

"Hey, are you really willing? Look, the young miss is standing by the roadside and looking over here. " Wan Xin turned his head and teased.

Qin Lingmo turned around to look, and indeed, Yingzhu was standing by the side of the road, gazing over at them. She looked delicate and touching.

"I want to give it to you." The former prime minister snorted.

"The young miss has taken a liking to our Prime Minister Qin. I don't dare to rob people of their beauty. " Wan Xin had a straw in his mouth and was in a good mood.

"I really didn't see that she had the guts." These were Qin Lingmo's heartfelt words. He had never imagined that she would have such a hot and daring side to hide herself in the Prefecture Overseer's office.

"To be troubled by love, to move for love." Wan Xin closed her eyes and shook her head as she sighed.

Qin Lingmo glanced at him and decided to ignore him.

However, they did not go far. Not even a mile away, a heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky. The continuous downpour was extremely dense and painful when it hit their bodies. The ground was covered by a white mist. The sky and the earth were the same; it was so chaotic that one could no longer tell the left and the right of the land.

Fortunately, there was a makeshift shelter on the side of the road for passers-by to rest in. It was just barely enough to allow the entire team to dodge.

It was raining heavily outside the awning, and it was raining lightly inside the awning.

But it was better than standing in the rain and being knocked around.

"Lord, are you alright?" Lan Yun passed a clean handkerchief to Qin Lingmo.

"Mm, okay." He took it and wiped his forehead. The front of his shirt was completely drenched, and it stuck to his body making him feel extremely uncomfortable. At least he had wiped the rain off his face. The rain outside did not diminish in the slightest. In the end, the entire world seemed to be shrouded in a gray haze, with only the rumbling of rain and the faint green and white light of thunder.

Wan Xin leaned against the edge of the awning and looked out at the torrential downpour, sending up layers of white mist. He casually said, "I don't know if that young lady has a good husband, Cheng Shi …"

Qin Lingmo frowned as he prepared to leave the pavilion. Lan Yun stopped him and said respectfully, "Sir, the rain outside is too heavy. Please allow your subordinate to go."

After a moment of hesitation, Qin Lingmo nodded his head, "Go and come back quickly. Be careful."

"Yes, my lord, don't worry."

Lan Yun lowered his head, turned around and left the awning, and quickly disappeared into the rain.

The cold feeling from the torrential rain seeped into his body through his wet clothes. Qin Lingmo shivered as he brushed the wet hair off his face with his hand. Wan Xin glanced at him, her expression was tired and listless.

"Milord, drink some water." The guard handed the water bag over.

Qin Lingmo shook his head and raised his head. He saw Wan Xin raising her wine gourd and gulping down a few mouthfuls of wine. A thin line of cool water flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"What, wilted from the rain?" Qin Lingmo sensed that something was amiss. He had been ridiculing others proudly just a moment ago, but now, his expression was one of weariness.

Wan Xin was still drinking, staring at the rain, her eyes filled with mixed feelings of regret and anxiety.

Qin Lingmo walked over and patted him on the shoulder as a joke. Suddenly, he discovered that he was trembling slightly.

"You, what happened?"

"Don't touch me!" Wan Xin shook off his hand.

Qin Lingmo withdrew his hand and walked to the side, no longer bothering him. Wan Xin raised the wine gourd again. The wine slid down the corner of his mouth. However, no matter how much he drank, it would not be able to extinguish the memories of his life being revived by the torrential rain.

"You unreared bastard! Pui! I'll see if you still dare to accept my challenge! "

The fierce-looking man cursed loudly and punched and kicked the teenager who was tied to the tree stump. The youngster's face was covered in dirt and grime, and traces of blood dripped from his forehead. He was like a rotten doll made out of rags, without a single piece of good meat on him. Only his eyes, which were hidden in his bangs, were shining with a fiery light, full of hatred and malice.

"Hey!" How dare you look at me like that! I'll beat you to death, you son of a bitch! I'll beat you to death, you son of a bitch! "

The man became even more ferocious, until his hand turned soft. After spitting again, he turned around and left. The youth was both thirsty and hungry. He had been beaten up for several hours just for a piece of steamed bun. His whole body was in unbearable pain, every inch of his bones seemed to have been broken. Compared to these, however, hunger was the cause of his suffering.

So hungry, so hungry …

A pair of tender feet entered the youth's line of sight.

"Big brother, let me untie it for you." A cool and childish voice sounded beside the youth.

"You … "Who is it?" The youth raised his head. His messy hair flowed down his face, revealing a dirty face. The boy that approached was only eight or nine years old. He reached out his hand and cut the rope that tied the boy. He then took out a handkerchief and handed it to the youth, revealing a dimpled smile. "Brother, I'll wipe your face."

"Who are you?" The youth received it doubtfully.

"I'm Little Zheng. Brother, come with me." The boy took the boy's hand and walked him to the side of the road.

In an abandoned hut in the forest, a youth was frantically gnawing at a vegetable nest. He was choked until he coughed. He snatched away the water that Little Zheng handed to him.

"Big brother, eat slower. There's still more." Little Zheng smiled, his adorable dimples faintly discernible.

It wasn't until he ate the third vegetable nest that the youth finally stopped, belching. He fell back and touched his belly.

Suddenly, a cute and innocent face appeared in front of him. Little Zheng looked at the youth with bright eyes.

"Big brother, mom said that you can't lie down right after eating. Your stomach will ache." His crisp voice was like a melon, sweet and pleasant to hear.

"Go, go. Don't pay any attention to me." The youth turned his head away. He didn't want to get involved with anyone else.

The little boy leaned over with a smile, nestled beside the youth like a cat, and closed his eyes to sleep. "Hey!" The youth wanted to get angry, but gave up when he saw the corner of Little Zheng's mouth curling up. He lay back down on the floor, hands behind his head, listening to the soft, thin breathing beside him.

This was the closest he had ever been to warmth in his life, and also the most tiring time …

The appearance of Little Zheng made the young man's life better. He no longer needed to take the risk of stealing anything. All he needed to do was to stay in the house and wait for Little Zheng to bring food over. Although it was just leftovers, it was already quite good for the youth.

"Hey, isn't your dad talking about you?"

"Daddy, he doesn't know. Big brother, try it. I purposely saved this snack ~"

"Why are you helping me?"

"Because I used to have a big brother too. He was about the same age as you." Little Zheng shook his head and said, "But big brother died from illness. I'm so sad."

The young man chewed on his dessert, his mouth full of dregs. He saw that Xiao Zheng's face was filled with pain, and he hesitantly reached out his hand to rub Xiao Zheng's head. The softness of the touch made his heart feel warm.

But all this ended on a rainy night.

The torrential downpour caused the heaven and earth to be thrown into chaos, and he could not determine the direction. The dense rain continued to fall unceasingly. It seemed that even the ground would be pitted out from the rain. The youth looked at the dusky world and guessed that Little Zheng would not be coming today. He was a little disappointed, but he didn't care.

When he turned around to enter the house, he heard a miserable cry coming from behind him.

Although it was twisted and covered by the torrential rain, the youth could still vaguely hear that it was Xiao Zheng's voice. He rushed out of the rain and ran towards the source of the cry.

The youth would never be able to forget the scene he saw on that rainy night. The door to hell once again slowly opened before his eyes.

The petite boy was suppressed and abused to the ground by the strong man. His hands were tightly tied by the belt on his pants and his clothes were torn. His entire body was covered in mud. The brawny man held his head and pressed it into the puddle of water on the ground. The boy was choked to the point that he couldn't even breathe. His miserable begging didn't soften the brawny man's heart. Instead, he laughed even more ferociously.

"Your father sold you to me. If you don't want to be beaten up, then listen up! If you struggle any longer, I will smash your head! "

"I beg you, spare me, I don't want …"

Little Zheng's begging was interrupted by a few slaps to the side. His cheeks swelled up and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. He followed the brawny man's laughter and movements. His face was deathly pale as he violently trembled and struggled, but he was powerless to break free. He could only feel a tearing pain pass through his body.

The youth stood in the shrubbery, staring at everything that was happening, his gaze cold and gloomy.

The steady rain had cut everything off, and he felt cold from head to toe.

The burly man in high spirits let out a satisfied and wicked laugh. Everything was just a joke in his eyes. Suddenly, his expression froze, and he slowly lowered his head. He stared at the hole in his chest in a daze as blood continued to flow out.

He slowly turned his head and saw the teenager's cold and gloomy face, and countless snakes swarming behind him. They opened their dark mouths and bit the brawny man's face.

Ah!

Soon, the muscular man was surrounded by the horde of snakes.

Little Zheng was lying in the mud, bleeding profusely from the bruises on his face, and it silently dyed the ground beneath him red. The youth could tell with a single glance that there was no hope.

"Big brother …" Xiao Zheng opened his bruised eyes and tried to smile. "It doesn't hurt..." "Pain …"

The youth quietly looked at him, looking at his smile that was about to break at a touch. He took out the xun he brought with him and blew on it with his lips.

The whimper lingered in the cold rain.

"Big brother …" Little Zheng closed his eyes. "That sounds really good …"

The horde of snakes surged as they all retreated. A bloody skeleton stood by their side. Following the song of the xun, the group of snakes slowly closed in on Xiao Zheng before opening their mouths to bite him …

The sound of hooves coming from outside the awning interrupted Wan Xin's memories. Those cold memories were things he would never want to recall, but they would always be triggered on a rainy day. No matter how much time had passed, he still remembered the feeling of touching the young corpse.

It's getting colder and colder and harder and harder.

"My lord!" The sound of horse hooves stopped in front of the awning, then Lan Yun walked in quickly with a girl in his arms. The girl in his arms was Miss Ying, the daughter of the Prefecture Lord.

She was wet and shivering.