She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space-Chapter 94 - Born a Man Im Sorry
Chapter 94: Chapter 94: Born a Man, I’m Sorry
Chapter 94 -94: Born a Man, I’m Sorry
However, Fang Qian’s hopes were too idealistic.
Soon, a team leader called Acid Scholar came with people to bring him water and food.
A bowl of wonton noodles, a piece of braised beef, and a whole kettle of clear water.
Fang Qian devoured the food, asking while eating: “Did the elder princess send you to give me this?”
Acid Scholar squinted his eyes as he laughed, “Yes, you’re really smart. The elder princess specifically instructed us to send you on your way.”
A piece of beef stuck in his throat, Fang Qian coughed violently, his face turning red!
“Don’t rush, eat slowly,” Acid Scholar patted his back.
Fang Qian caught his breath and immediately looked at them warily, “On my way? Is she having you kill me?”
Acid Scholar was taken aback, then laughed: “Sorry, I wasn’t clear. What the elder princess meant was to send you away.”
After saying that, he took a bundle from the hands of a soldier behind him.
Upon opening it, inside there was a water bag, a whole pack of dry food, some broken silver, and a letter.
Fang Qian was stunned for a moment, and once he realized, he immediately struggled.
“I won’t go! I want to see the elder princess!”
Anticipating his resistance, Acid Scholar struck him on the back of the neck with a chop, knocking him out cold.
Afterward, Fang Qian was tightly bound and thrown onto a flat boat.
When Fang Qian woke up again, he found himself dumped among trees, with a sore neck!
“This Acid Scholar, seemingly lacking strength to truss a chicken, unexpectedly struck so harshly,” he cursed in a hoarse voice.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let his guard down, and with his skills, he couldn’t have been knocked out easily.
Fang Qian coldly unpacked the bundle, looking for anything useful inside.
Ignoring the travel provisions and dry food, he opened the letter left by Xiang Ying.
Xiang Ying’s handwriting was bold and unrestrained, carrying an indescribable flair.
The letter contained only a brief sentence—
“[Nanyue is fraught with peril, unfavorable for your quest to find relatives. Thus we part here, do not return, lest I disown you, wishing you success in your search for relatives soon.]”
Fang Qian was instantly dumbfounded.
Rustling footsteps surrounded him; it was his Hidden Guards finding the nearby location.
“Young Master! It is my fault, the boat dared not follow too closely, fearing discovery by Jie Chen and his men.”
“Young Master! I will take you to the next ferry crossing now; we can still catch up with their boat.”
The Hidden Guards were about to help Fang Qian up, but he suddenly raised his hand, stopping them.
Fang Qian read the letter in his hand over and over for two or three times, his dark eyebrows tightly knitted.
“Xiang Ying… She said Nanyue is dangerous, instructed me not to follow, and even left me silver to find my relatives.”
The Hidden Guards exchanged glances: “She doesn’t know that the Young Master’s sister had already died in that palace calamity.”
Fang Qian lowered his eyes, his fingers gripping the letter tightening slightly: “Yes, she doesn’t know, but she knows what will be faced if going to Nanyue, yet she sent me away and stayed behind herself.”
If it were according to Xiang Ying’s usual temperament, she would definitely instruct him at all costs to help her escape.
Fang Qian had been waiting for her to speak, to offer her the condition to hand over the Jade Seal.
This 𝓬ontent is taken from freeweɓnovel.cѳm.
But she never mentioned it, instead showing extraordinary anticipation for the trip to Nanyue.
Fang Qian mumbled: “If she knew the trip to Nanyue would be perilous, why does she still insist on it? What exactly is she planning?”
The guards noticed that when their Young Master mentioned Xiang Ying, his tone wasn’t as stern and detached as before.
They tentatively asked, “So… does the Young Master still plan to return to the big ship?”
Fang Qian thought briefly and tucked the letter into his chest.
“No, she’s on her guard against me now, following her around is pointless.”
He looked towards the distant forest outside, the river rippling away, his eyes gleaming with fiery ambition as he chuckled.
“Xiang Ying, see you in Nanyue.”
With that, Fang Qian and his men rushed deep into the forest, and vanished in the blink of an eye.
Meanwhile, Xiang Ying, holding a fishing rod she had commandeered from Supervisor Ke, sat fishing at the bow of the boat.
She basked in the sun, with roasted sunflower seeds on her left and sweet, refreshing tea and pastries on her right.
Supervisor Ke sought Jie Chen for a decision, complaining in a disgruntled tone.
“Look at her, just look! That’s my only fishing rod. I fish occasionally to improve our food, and she just took it without asking.”
Jie Chen glanced at Xiang Ying’s relaxed figure.
He pursed his lips, persuading Supervisor Ke in the opposite direction, “Just let her have it, she’s a woman, after all.”
Supervisor Ke widened his eyes, “Jie Chen, you’re going too far. Do you see anyone but Xiang Ying? Do you have any sense of fairness?”
Jie Chen frowned, “I treat everyone equally. Besides, as a grown man, constantly bickering with her doesn’t sound good, does it?”
“I… I? I’m sorry for being born a man, alright!” Supervisor Ke stormed off in a huff.
Hearing the commotion, Xiang Ying turned around, her Phoenix Eyes narrowing slightly, curiosity apparent.
Jie Chen walked towards her, only to hear her ask, “What got into Supervisor Ke, why is he walking like a duck?”
Jie Chen had intended to mention the fishing rod incident but instead, he coldly uttered, “He blames me for indulging you in letting Fang Qian go.”
Xiang Ying blinked her delicate lashes a few times, returning her gaze to the float on the water.
“That’s it? I was inspired by you to let him go.”
“Oh?” Jie Chen sat down beside her, both enjoying the wind at the bow and the rare tranquility.
Xiang Ying smiled, her lips red, “These are hard times, everyone has their unspoken hardships. Fang Qian approached me with his own motives, and I understand him, just as you understand me.”
“That’s why I let him go. I neither wished to kill him nor wanted him lingering around, being a nuisance.”
Jie Chen raised an eyebrow, “Is that really the case, or is it that you couldn’t bear to let him go?”
Xiang Ying found his remark rather odd, looking at him sidelong, “What would I regret?”
To the original host, Fang Qian was one among the many male concubines, and of course, potentially a handy assistant.
But for Xiang Ying, he was merely a man with unclear intentions.
Jie Chen didn’t continue the topic but instead stood up, speaking indifferently, “Although the plague has been controlled, don’t let your guard down. When you have time, make another batch of your disinfectant and distribute it.”
As he was about to leave, Xiang Ying’s question came from behind, “What about my benefit? Preparing these takes a lot of effort.”
Jie Chen knew she would make demands.
“What do you want?”
“I want…” Her gaze, like glistening water in her Phoenix Eyes, fell on him.
Jie Chen felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest, his throat constricting as he waited for her to continue.
Xiang Ying smiled, “After we reach Lu State, I’d like you to take me to the city to shop for some things.”
For some reason, she felt his gaze turn cold immediately.
“I understand, I promise you,” he said, then turned and walked away indifferently.
Xiang Ying was puzzled by his reaction.
Was his attitude because he agreed with her, or not?
