A master of metaphysics is farming.

Chapter 39 Xiang Fusheng is in trouble

Xiang He did not get into the carriage with them, but sat outside with the coachman.

The sound of sobbing continued inside the carriage, which annoyed Xiang He, so she simply covered her ears.

She was perfectly fine when she was suddenly pulled on the back. When she turned around, Li's face loomed large in front of her, its deep wrinkles and bloodshot eyes startling her.

"Grandma, what are you doing? You scared me..."

"Is it any of your business? Why must you come into the city with me?!"

She forcefully pulled her clothes back up, "What does this have to do with me? I'm in the village and he's in the city. Do you think I'm going to go looking for him in the middle of the night? I'm not that free."

But Li clearly wasn't going to let her go, grabbing her clothes and shaking her again, "It must be you! Did you do something to make Fusheng unconscious!"

Xiang He, unable to bear it any longer, reached out and pushed her inside. "Grandma, this is a carriage! If you move around, you'll fall off! I really didn't know. Anyway, we're all going into the city together. We'll find out what happened when we get there. There's no use in you worrying!"

The coachman, pulling on the reins, probably didn't want to hear their commotion and chimed in, "It has nothing to do with Miss Xiang. The young master just has something to say to her."

The man inside, who had been silent the whole time, slapped the fourth brother on the knee. "Shut up! Can't a person have some peace and quiet?!"

"I'm making noise?! Why didn't you come out sooner?! If you hadn't stopped those people from talking nonsense, the betrothal gifts would have been at home long ago!"

Mentioning this made her furious. She reached out and pinched Yu's arm. "Look at the good daughter you raised! She actually went so far as to sleep with someone! The wealth that was within her grasp has just vanished!"

"Mother, let go! How am I supposed to know who she's with!"

"What kind of mother are you!"

The room was noisy, and Xiang He's head was buzzing. She hugged her knees and watched the sun gradually set, resting her head on her arm and turning her head to the side. "By the way, what should I call you?"

“Xing Ji”.

"Oh, what does your young master want from me?"

Xing Ji looked ahead without changing his expression, "You'll know when you arrive, Miss."

"..."

Xiang He pouted helplessly. She knew that Xing Ji was somewhat skilled and a taciturn guard, but what exactly was He Sui'an's identity...?

Outside it was silent, inside it was noisy, and the whole journey felt strangely harmonious.

They did not arrive at the private school until early afternoon.

Suddenly sensing malice behind her, Xiang He quickly jumped off the carriage and turned around to see that Li Shi had stretched out her leg as if to kick her.

"..."

Xiang He has been speechless countless times today, and is simply powerless to complain about these people.

They're all the kind of people who can't stand not causing trouble for a day. How can they be so noisy?

"Please come in, everyone."

Xing Ji turned sideways, while Li Shi and Yu Shi hurriedly ran inside. Xiang Lao Si walked at the back, and as he brushed past Xiang He, he gave her a cold glance.

Xiang He smiled gently, "Grandpa, is something the matter?"

"Now that Lotus can't get married and her reputation is ruined, are you satisfied?"

"I didn't do anything. It's clearly her who's being unruly. She'll be found out sooner or later, it's just a matter of time."

If the entanglement with Er Gou this morning was the fuse, and Xiang Lianhua was already the subject of much gossip, then Wang Rongxing's arrival today was the key.

When all these coincidences collide, even the red thread of fate tied by the Old Man of the Moon will break.

“Grandpa, I think you should find out who my second sister has been having an affair with, and make that family propose marriage as soon as possible, otherwise my second sister will be drowned in a pig cage.”

"Humph!"

Xiang Lao Si walked quickly in a huff, with Xiang He Youyou following behind. As night fell, their stomachs began to rumble.

She turned to Xing Ji and asked, "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."

"Please wait a moment, young lady, I'll go to the kitchen and get some pastries."

"Thank you."

Xing Ji strode towards the kitchen, while Xiang He followed behind them at a leisurely pace. They passed through the front hall and arrived at the central courtyard, where there was a small lotus pond with a small bridge spanning it. They walked along the corridor around the central courtyard to the backyard, where they could hear a cacophony of noise from afar.

"Sister!"

The two little ones, dressed in new clothes, came bounding over, "Big sister, what brings you here!"

Both of them had their hair tied up, but they looked much more energetic after just a few days. Xiang He smiled and ruffled their hair, "How's your learning going? Is what the teacher teaches easy to understand?"

"Very easy to understand!"

All three of their children had learned to read, and Su's origins remain a mystery.

However, since she wasn't going to say anything, it meant she intended to continue hiding it, so Xiang He wouldn't ask.

Xiang He was pulled forward by Xiang Yun's hand. "Sister, something happened to my brother. He went to call him during his midday nap, but he couldn't wake him up."

"Is there anything unusual about your complexion?"

Xiang Yun frowned and shook her head, "I don't know either. Sister will know once she sees it. The teacher is over there too."

"it is good."

The two younger ones led Xiang He through the backyard to one of the students' rooms. There were many people crowding outside the door, craning their necks to look inside, but a screen blocked the view, making it impossible to see clearly.

At this moment, a servant came with water and said, "Students, please leave this place and do not linger."

The students were all filled with curiosity, but since someone had spoken, they didn't dare to linger. They pushed and shoved their way away, some even turning their heads to look back, hoping to catch a glimpse.

With the space beside her empty, Xiang He bent down and said, "You two go somewhere else first, so that their madness won't affect you."

Xiangyang nodded slightly, "Sister, what does 'going crazy' mean?"

"Uh...you're going crazy." Xiang He tapped his forehead. "Hurry up and go."

"Oh."

The two siblings looked back every few steps, but dared not linger. After all, the Xiang family was there, and if Xiang Fusheng really did something, they might turn their guns on the three siblings again.

Xiang He watched them walk away before feeling relieved enough to enter the room. Beyond the screen, the family surrounded the bed, weeping and wailing, while He Suian stood to the side, listening to the doctor speak.

He saw Xiang He come in, said something to the doctor, and then walked to her side. "Do you want to take a look? The doctor can't diagnose it, he only knows that he is very weak."

Xiang He glared at him irritably. "I'm not a doctor. Why did the doctor insist on having me here? Standing here is an eyesore to them. They might even take their anger out on me later."

Their gazes fell on the family. He Sui'an smiled slightly. "Don't you know medicine, young lady? I remember you recognized herbs when we were in the back mountain and even helped me set my bones."

I forgot about that...

"I know a little, but I'm not a doctor..."

I should have known better than to have misaligned his bones, or I would have caused this trouble.

Feeling a little irritated, Xiang He turned and left. "Since it's none of my business, I'll head back now. It's too dangerous to go back so late at night."

He Sui'an followed closely behind, saying, "If Miss Xiang can revive him, I will have Xing Ji escort you back."

"I'm not afraid of walking at night; I can walk by myself."

Xiang He was determined not to get involved, but He Sui'an wouldn't let her leave so easily. He pointed at Xiang Fusheng on the bed with his hand in front of her, "He's still holding that palm mirror. You should know what it is."

"I don't know."

He Sui'an pretended not to see Xiang He's indifference, a smile quietly blooming on his lips, a glint of light hidden in his lowered eyes.

“The girl’s expression was strange when she saw the palm mirror that day; and on the night she saved me, her words and actions were very strange, as if she were talking to something unseen.”