Chapter 4: Narrow Escape From the sWolvess Hunt” (1/2)

Translator: Flying Lines

Geng Zhishan had a small yard. The kitchen was just near where she lived so she could hear their nasty talks clearly. Geng Zhishan guarded by the door, and dared not to get close to the kitchen.

Xie Mengxuan wouldn't forget those voices until the day she died. It was them that chased her for two days, cornered her to the edge of a cliff as if they were bullying a cat. ‘They are here already?’ She thought it carefully and realized that she was exactly the chick they spoke of?!

A hint of panic could be caught in Xie Mengxuan's eyes as she thought of it. Would they be staying here or they were simply stopping by?

”Chief, on our way here, the villagers kept talking about a simpleton who was lucky enough to get himself a pretty wife. Shall we have a look?”

Xie Mengxuan heard someone said this from the outside. It sounded like they got horny, but she could tell that they, in fact, wanted her dead. She swallowed her saliva out of nervousness and fixed her eyes on the door, panting lightly. Her heart kept beating hard as the sound of their footsteps closed in.

One step, two steps, three steps... They were almost at the door. Through the thin paper window, she saw that there was just the space of a palm between a big hand and the door.

The moment that guy's fingers touched the door, Xie Mengxuan closed her eyes. But instead of the opening of the door, the next thing she heard was the simpleton shouting,

”Keep away from the door! It's my wife in there, no one is allowed to go in!”

Geng Zhishan stood in front of the door with his arms wide open. Xie Mengxuan felt so relieved. She knew that the bunch of bad guys would get what they wanted even though Geng Zhishan got in their way. At least now, that man had bought her some time.

Xie Mengxuan looked around, but there was nothing for her to improvise some sort of a disguise. Right now, she was a bit annoyed about the tidiness of this room.

”Get out of our way! Whomever our chief wants to see, he gets to see them.” After one guy said it, their footsteps got closer and closer.

The distinct sound of a smack on the face came to Xie Mengxuan's ears, as well as a mean swearing. She pushed herself up to check the ground. She dipped her fingers into the leftover decoction in a bowl that she drank this morning, then mixed it with the dust on the ground, and painted her face rapidly.

She fabricated her disguise in a flash and tousled her hair. Before she could make it more convincing, the door opened.

*Cough*... *Cough*...

The instant the door opened, Xie Mengxuan started to cough intensely. She lay on the bed, coughing as hard as she could.

Without knowing that she was pretending to be sick, Geng Zhishan immediately got up from the ground, rushed to her and asked in a worried tone, ”Wife, my wife, are you alright? Why are you coughing so badly? I'll get Doctor Qin here to treat you.”

While talking, Geng Zhishan patted her on the back. His rough hand didn't get the right intensity. His pats, or his slaps, made Xie Mengxuan roll her eyes. ‘Can't you be gentle, you silly? You would slap me to death before the coughs did!’

Xie Mengxuan blamed him in silence. The men standing at the door examined Xie with their grim eyes, as if they were trying to see her through.

A moment later, one guy stepped up, pointed his sword at Geng and Xie, and snapped in an icy voice, ”Raise your head.”

Xie Mengxuan swallowed nervously and then slowly lifted her upper body, during which she even collapsed in Geng Zhishan's arms like she was worn out.

The only thought on Geng Zhishan's mind, however, was that she was sick. He was so worried that he didn't even know where to put his hands. He felt so guilty and said, ”Honey, I have failed to look after you. Sorry.”