Chapter 12: Wait Until You’re Collecting My Corpse

Lin Chu Yi had been staring intently at Mo Yu’s face all along. Seeing his brows suddenly furrow, she couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong?”

Mo Yu said nothing, but his frown deepened. He looked at Lin Chu Yi, and seeing the openness and honesty in her expression, he silently sighed. It seemed she had really overthought it—this woman was likely pure and innocent.

With a hoarse voice, Mo Yu said, “Are you just going to let me eat it plain?”

Hearing this, Lin Chu Yi was momentarily stunned. Then, as if something exploded in her mind, she shyly lowered her head, her cheeks reddening.

“I—I’ll go prepare it for you right now.” Saying this, Lin Chu Yi grabbed the herbal medicine bag and dashed out again.

Mo Yu opened his mouth as if to say something, but before he could speak, Lin Chu Yi’s figure had already disappeared completely.

“Leave the medicine for dressing the wound for me...” he murmured.

Lin Chu Yi rushed out for a long distance before gradually slowing down. Good heavens, what had she just done? She had given freshly picked herbs to a sick person to eat! No wonder he looked at her as if she were an idiot just now...

Thinking this, Lin Chu Yi felt utterly ashamed. Now, all she wanted was to stabilize his injury quickly, then have his men come to take him away, so she wouldn’t have to be anxious all the time.

The moment thoughts of her family’s safety crossed her mind, Lin Chu Yi’s steps quickened. She practically sprinted back to the town at top speed. Just as she entered, she ran into the same man again.

Seeing him, Lin Chu Yi snapped impatiently, “Lin Qi Yue, what are you doing here? Why aren’t you helping at home deal with that leopard?”

The man called Lin Qi Yue immediately bristled, “Lin Chu Yi, how many times have I told you not to call me Lin Qi Yue? I’d rather you call me Xiao Qi.”

Lin Chu Yi, walking toward the town, replied irritably, “Alright, alright, Xiao Qi, but you still haven’t answered my question.”

Hearing Lin Chu Yi bring up that topic, Lin Qi Yue slapped his forehead in frustration. He had almost forgotten.

“I was about to ask you myself—where did that leopard come from? And what’s with the blood on you? Don’t try to fool me. I asked around at the market earlier; you bought that leopard there. And those medicines in your hand—what’s that about? You’re definitely not injured, so who’s the medicine for?”

Lin Qi Yue finished speaking sharply and suddenly grabbed Lin Chu Yi’s hand, refusing to let her go. As the eldest son of the Lin family, he was determined to get to the bottom of this.

Lin Chu Yi was clearly annoyed. Normally, she might tolerate it, but this matter concerned the lives of their entire family. After Lin Qi Yue finished speaking, she immediately shouted, “Lin Qi Yue, let go of me! If you stop me again, you’ll be the one collecting my body!” With that, she violently shook off his hand and ran toward the nearest house.

Lin Qi Yue stood there dumbfounded, still in the stance of having just been shaken off. Lin Chu Yi’s words echoed repeatedly in his mind.

Could something really have happened? Otherwise, given Lin Chu Yi’s personality, she would never say something like that.