She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 497 - 496: Come, Show Me

"The wound is clean, it must have been cut by a dagger or something like that," Qin Huai said, seeing her silent, his face turning stern, "Qin Erya, speak!"

"It’s unrelated to others, I cut it myself."

"When have you ever touched such a thing since you were little, you cut it yourself? How did you cut it?!" Qin Huai suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist and threw it in front of her, "Come, demonstrate for me."

"Uncle, stop it," Qin Erya frowned slightly, looking at Qin Huai as if he were an unreasonable child.

Qin Huai felt insulted by that look and rose from his seat somewhat indignant.

"Not going to talk, are you? I’ll go out now and ask the fifth of the Yan Family if it was her doing!" Qin Huai said, rolling up his sleeves and making to leave, but Qin Erya immediately reached out to grab him.

The substitute’s actions today were already conspicuous enough, she absolutely couldn’t let Qin Huai go out and make a scene.

Making a scene now would seem too deliberate.

"Let go!"

Qin Erya used her injured hand, her face turning pale, "Uncle, it hurts." freewёbnoνel.com

Qin Huai immediately bent down, carefully holding her hand, "Why did you pull me like that, and with this hand too? The wound has split open again."

It needed to be dressed again.

While dressing the wound, Qin Huai sighed, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn’t hurt anymore." Not only did it not hurt, but the hollow feeling she had just had in the palace now felt filled and secure.

Moreover, she always couldn’t help but long to go outside and stand beyond the tent, to see that person who also had the Concentric Gu within his body.

"You’re being silly," Qin Huai was at a loss.

The cut was not shallow either, she could still manage a smile at the moment, truly beyond help.

"Your grandfather let you study until you became foolish." After rewrapping the wound, Qin Huai put her hand back, "Since you don’t want to talk, uncle won’t ask anymore, but Qin Erya, you are the grandchild Grandpa is most proud of, do not engage in actions that harm yourself."

Having said that, Qin Huai left.

As soon as he was gone, Qin Erya could no longer contain the turmoil in her heart and got off the bed, lifted the tent curtain, and walked out.

Under the sun, she saw the heroic man sitting high on the platform.

He was so strikingly handsome, chiseled and precise, as if a favorite of the heavens, perfectly beautiful.

Just then.

Xiao Pingfeng felt a sudden jump in his chest.

He clutched at his chest.

Yan Wanqing noticed his action, "What’s wrong?"

"I don’t know," confusion flashed through Xiao Pingfeng’s dark eyes.

He felt something deep within his heart being suddenly pulled, without knowing why, he inexplicably looked towards a certain tent.

At the entrance of that tent stood a woman clad in white.

She was looking at him too.

Her eyes, so beautiful.

Startled by his own thought, Xiao Pingfeng pressed hard against his chest, and the next second his eyes flickered with doubt.

Why did this happen?

Why did he feel this strange sensation when he saw Qin Erya?

It seemed he needed to find some time to go ask her in person.

Thinking he was uncomfortable, Yan Wanqing brought over a cup of hot water.

Xiao Pingfeng grabbed her hand and placed it between his hands, tightly enfolding it.

Their intimate appearance deeply pained Qin Erya’s eyes.

She didn’t even notice a tear had already fallen down her cheek.

It wasn’t until the wind blew coolly across her cheek that she reached up to touch it.

She had actually cried.

Cried out of jealousy?

The Concentric Gu really lived up to its reputation.

Today was the first day the Concentric Gu was in her body, and she had already tasted the flavor of a love that gnaws at the bones.

What should I do next?

Qin Erya suddenly felt as if she had been fooled by Huai Xinmei.

Yet, for some reason, she also felt a sense of self-satisfaction because she had formed a bond with that person.

Night fell.

A bullock cart slowly made its way to the palace gate.

"What’s this for?" the gatekeeping soldier asked.

"Taking out the swill from the palace," replied a voice, hoarse and unpleasant.

It was Lu Yin, disguised, wearing the clothes of a common footman.

"Go ahead," the soldier waved him on.

Lu Yin cracked the whip to urge the oxen forward. Just as she was about to leave, the soldier behind her spoke again, "Hold on."

He picked up his spear and approached.

Lu Yin’s breath caught in her throat.

"Open it."

She lifted the lid, and the foul smell of swill instantly hit them.

The soldier remained expressionless, prodded inside the bucket with his spear, and after confirming nothing was amiss, he finally waved her on, "Go ahead."

Lu Yin breathed a sigh of relief.

She drove the ox cart out of the palace gates and continued until they reached a desolate area. Only then did she quickly remove her hat, climb under the ox, and violently tear open its belly.

In this chilly autumn season, the evenings were very cold.

Scalding ox blood enveloped the person inside, who slipped out from the ox’s belly. Huai Xinmei didn’t mind the filth at all, gasping heavily for a good while before she regained her composure.

At this moment, tears trickled from the eyes of the utterly empty ox as its massive body thudded to the ground.

"Miss, change your clothes."

Lu Yin took clean clothes out from the pack on her back.

Huai Xinmei promptly stripped off her outer garments and changed into the fresh clothes, her actions without any hesitation.

"Lu Yin, let’s go," she said, looking back toward the city gates through the veil of night.

Her eyes revealed a resolute determination.

Xiao Pingfeng, Yan Wanqing, wait for my return from the ashes, then I will settle our scores!

The maid and mistress quickly disappeared into the night, leaving behind only a pile of the ox’s carcass and the two buckets of swill.

Meanwhile, the people in the camp were still oblivious.

In Chu Kingdom, a young general and Yan Hongzhao had hunted plenty, and now the palace attendants were busily tallying to determine tonight’s victor.

"Our General Changming might fall short; after all, General Rujin has bagged a leopard," Chu Qi sighed, gripping his wrist, "These one hundred Sweat-Blooded Treasure Horses, I lose them fair and square."

"Not necessarily, General Changming also bagged a tiger, it’s a tie," Xiao Pingfeng said, eyes on nose, nose on heart.

Both sides claimed not to care, yet they listened intently when the palace attendants spoke.

As the game in front of both sides dwindled, everyone grew more anxious.

Chu Changming saw the red-dressed girl drinking and eating meat, completely unconcerned with what was happening here, and couldn’t help but smile.

He picked up a jar of wine and walked over.

"General Rujin."

Yan Hongzhao looked up at the sound, "General Changming."

"You are very impressive," Chu Changming raised the wine jar and poured a drink, nodding to Yan Hongzhao, "I admire you."

Yan Hongzhao was somewhat caught off guard by the sudden praise.

She put down her meat, stood up, and raised her wine cup, "Thank... Thank you."

"If we ever have the chance to meet on the battlefield, it would surely be exhilarating," Chu Changming said.

He did not regard Yan Hongzhao as a woman but as a respected opponent.

Seeing this, Yan Hongzhao curled her lips, clinked glasses, and the wine splashed in the air.

"Definitely next time."

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