After knocking down five beastly men, the vicious female escaped

Chapter 173 Propaganda Board

When the two arrived at the castle, Rofi, who had helped purchase the "medicine," had not yet returned.

Wu Xuan placed Wen Shu on a soft chair and took a flint to light the lamp. But seeing his lonely figure, Wen Shu chased after him for a few steps and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.

The sudden hug made Wu Xuan stop moving.

He felt a soft warmth on his back, and when he looked down at the hands entwined around his abdomen, a sweet smile appeared on his lips.

"I'll accompany you."

Wen Shu nuzzled against his back, took a few steps forward, took the flint, and lit the glass lamp in a few quick movements.

The flickering lights refracted a beautiful halo under the glass dome.

She smiled and looked up, her eyes shining. Seeing Wu Xuan staring at her blankly, she tiptoed and kissed his cheek.

"Shall we go, the next one?"

The dazzling lights stretched from the living room all the way to the end of the corridor.

Wen Shu lit the last lamp, glancing out the window with her peripheral vision, but hesitated to put the lampshade back on.

"Ah Shu, what's wrong?"

Wu Xuan followed her gaze and noticed that the hand holding the glass lamp tensed slightly.

A few hazy white dots appeared out of nowhere and drifted silently down from the night sky.

"Snowing?"

Wen Shu frowned and took a few steps out of the castle.

A slightly chilly night wind swirled up a few snowflakes, which landed on her face. She was puzzled by this sudden snowfall.

Before she could think any further, two tall and strong figures appeared out of thin air. The one in the lead, Rach, staggered a couple of steps and fell straight into her arms.

A strong smell of blood hit her face, and Wen Shu only had time to see the face splattered with blood.

"Ah Shu!"

Wu Xuan, who was close behind, grabbed Lach's shoulder and was about to shake him off when a familiar blue figure suddenly attacked.
Caught off guard, Wu Xuan was forced to take a few steps back. Upon recognizing Lan Ze, the wariness in his eyes eased slightly. "It's you?"

He glanced at the blood-stained male on Wen Shu's shoulder, took a few steps over, hoisted the man onto his shoulder, and frowned, saying, "Your Blackthorn Valley's way of making an entrance is quite unique."

After saying that, he took Wen Shu's wrist and walked into the castle.

Lanze had spent some time with him and could tell he meant no harm, so he followed closely and asked with concern, "Wen Shu, female, I'd like to trouble you to treat Lach."

Wen Shu felt a little uncomfortable with his politeness, after all, Lan Ze had tried to attack her the last time they met.

However, she didn't dwell on it.

The sudden snowfall and the coincidental appearance of Rach made her think a lot.

"How did he get injured like this?"

Wen Shu glanced at Lach's pale lips and asked in a low voice.

Lanze understood her probing intent and looked at Lach's face, but did not hide anything.

"I went back to the valley and dealt with a few troublemaking traitors..."

He scrutinized Wen Shu's expression and said clearly, "He went to Dragon Island again and killed Romand."

Upon hearing what he said, Wen Shu's pupils trembled.

Did Lach kill Romand?

Isn't Romand the male lead?

Is it because the male protagonists are killing each other, causing the protagonist's halo to fail? Or is it because Romande is not important to the female protagonist's fate?

Thinking of Bai Qiao, she checked Lach's injuries and couldn't help but look at Lanze, "Have you captured a female named Bai Qiao?"

Lan Ze was stunned for two seconds. After a brief moment of thought, he looked puzzled and asked, "I've never heard of this name before. Who is it?"

The unexpected answer left Wen Shu speechless for a moment, her thoughts in disarray.

In other words, the female protagonist has not yet come into contact with the tree branches and leaves of the divine tree.

Is this the real reason for this snowfall?
She grasped Rach's cold arm and quickly treated it, preparing to leave once his injury had healed.

As his fingertips touched the doorframe, Lanze suddenly stood up and asked seriously, "Female, would you accept Lach?"

Wen Shu lowered her eyes for a moment, glanced at Lach, and after a brief silence, opened the door. "We will move out of here as soon as possible. If he is in danger again, he can ask me for help."

The door creaked shut.

Lan Ze withdrew his gaze, walked slowly to the windowsill, and found a comfortable position to sit down. "I told you so, but you just wouldn't believe me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rach, whose eyes were tightly closed, slowly opened them.

He propped himself up on the headboard, clutching his arm, savoring the warmth of the past moment, a vexing sense of unease rising within him. "What makes Luo Fei better than me?" Lan Ze was mentally prepared for his friend's return to cold-blooded stubbornness, and had also considered countermeasures.

He glanced at Rach, noticing him staring at his arm, his brows furrowed with displeasure, and tried to persuade him before he acted impulsively.

“You know the difference between a valley and a blood oath,” he said earnestly. “The contracts that the females made you sign are the best answer.”

Everything Lanzer said was true, but Lach refused to listen.
He frowned, his face darkening as he considered for a few seconds before standing up and storming off to find someone.

Still so stubborn and won't listen to advice.

Lanze steadied himself and whispered a rebuke, "Rach, have you forgotten the lesson from last time? Don't do anything you'll regret."

The heavy footsteps suddenly stopped.

Looking at his friend's slightly stiff back in the light, Lanze suggested, "You still have a chance, but right now, we need to go back to the valley and deal with the issues that the females are concerned about..."

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In the pitch-black bedroom, Wen Shu lay in Wu Xuan's burning embrace, suffering from insomnia once again.

She gazed out the window at the darkness as the snow and wind dissipated, a hint of worry creeping into her heart as the plot began to veer off course.

The Sacred Tree Festival is still a month away, and waiting for Yining to come to her will take an unknown amount of time. She doesn't intend to sit idly by any longer.

They needed to establish connections with the royal family to gain opportunities to participate in celebrations.

She remembered the Queen of the Issa Empire, who had fallen seriously ill in her early years while vying for the throne...

Medical clinics present a great opportunity.

Having made up her mind, Wen Shu got up early the next morning and went to the shop. With the help of Luo Fei and Wu Xuan, she completed the renovation of the wooden house in three days.

They also purchased many totems and produced promotional leaflets.

The final step was to erect a brightly colored billboard covered with crooked characters.

At this moment, Wen Shu is applying the last exclamation mark.

After sending the totem, Luo Fei walked behind her, stroked his chin and muttered, "Pure natural medicine treatment, exclusive formula of special medicine, specializing in treating internal injuries, bone injuries and other difficult diseases... The first ten people will receive free treatment."

The characters he was learning weren't very pretty, but as he read them aloud, he finally understood Wen Shu's intention in having him make the poison.

Luo Fei's eyes crinkled with laughter. He opened his arms and pressed himself against Wen Shu's back, whispering in her ear, "What a cunning little liar."

The warm breath tickled the back of my neck, sending a tingling sensation through me.

Wen Shu braced her elbow against his firm chest and waved the paint in her hand. "Let go, I haven't finished painting yet."

Seeing that her eyes were fixed on the blackboard drawings and she didn't even turn her head, Luo Fei stared at her furry nape and raised an eyebrow.

"I'll help you……"

He supported Wen Shu's elbow, his large hand slowly sliding down her forearm to grasp her delicate and soft hand.

A dense, tingling sensation spread with his suggestive movements.

Wen Shu's breath hitched, and her ears felt hot.

Ignoring her stiffness, Luo Fei pressed against her back, leaned forward slightly, and smeared the bright red symbol.

"Is that so, A-Shu?"

A warm sensation pressed against his cheek, and Luo Fei's deliberately drawn-out, lazy voice rang out softly.

"Yes."

Wen Shu was in a daze and didn't see the situation clearly, so she responded haphazardly.

"Really?"

Luo Fei chuckled softly, his lips brushing against her delicate cheek as he gently cupped her chin. "So, wasn't I great? I should give you a reward..."

A vibration came from her back and chest. Before Wen Shu knew how to respond, her lips were gently captured.

The force was unexpectedly gentle.

The soft sound of water splashing lingered with each breath.

Wen Shu felt a wave of shame and wanted to back away, but that warm feeling persisted. A large hand gripped her waist and abdomen, pulling her tightly into his arms.

Luo Fei groaned and shifted restlessly.

"Well."

Sensing something, Wen Shu's face flushed hot.

Just then, a staggering footstep came to a stop behind them.

"Cough cough!"