"Scram!" A young man's irritable shout echoed through the dark cave, "I said I wasn't eating, who allowed you to come over one after another and disturb me?!"

  Song Yi Xiao knew the other person had misunderstood as soon as she heard the words. She used her hands to support herself on the ground, intending to get up and explain a few sentences, but as soon as she moved, she felt a piercing pain in her ankle, and her face suddenly turned pale!

  "Miss, what's wrong?" Fortunately, Zhiqin was fine. She quickly got up and immediately noticed Song Yixiao's discomfort, hastily coming over to support her, "Your foot?"

  Song Yi Xiao didn't even have time to respond, when a person from the mountain cave walked out - it was an eleven or twelve year old boy, wearing a large red bamboo round collar satin shirt, with a jade belt, and outside he wore a stone blue wide sleeve cloak. His lips were red, his teeth white, his face clear and handsome, under his flying eyebrows was a pair of narrow and sharp phoenix eyes, which were now using a scrutinizing and suspicious gaze to size them up: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

  "My surname is Song, and I'm temporarily living in the Wang Manor of Mount Heng. This is my first time here with my mother, but we're not familiar with the path and got lost nearby. Seeing that it's raining, I thought of taking shelter in a cave." Song Yi smiled, leaning on Zhiqin's shoulder, only to feel a sharp pain in her ankle. But despite his youthful appearance, this young man exuded an air of nobility, clearly not from a humble background.

  She is now living under someone else's roof, and although Wei Mengxiu is a princess, she has to consider the mood of King Hengshan, so it's not good for her to show off too much, so if she can avoid trouble, she will.

  He endured the anger and did not mention the harm he had suffered, explaining in a good tone, "I didn't know you were in the cave, it was absolutely unintentional!"

  That young man looked gloomy, staring at her for a while before humming: "Stupid to death, didn't you ask before coming in?"

  I'm not a hawk-eyed goldsmith, how can I tell you're inside when it's pitch black? Song Yi smiled angrily and bit her lip hard to suppress the urge to argue with him.

  "I'm too lazy to argue with you." The young man, seeing her lower her head and remain silent, felt displeased in his heart, but looking at their shoulders gradually getting wet from the rain, finally said, "Come in!"

  He said that and was about to turn around, but his eyes caught a glimpse of Song Yi's struggling figure, which was far from the light footsteps he had heard earlier. He paused for a moment, then suddenly realized that it was his own push that had hurt her just now, and his face turned slightly awkward.

  Song Yi Xiao didn't notice the subtlety, she knew that the young man's mood was not good at this time, so after being supported by Zhi Qin into the cave, although her ankle had obviously swollen up, she endured it silently.

  She fell silent, and Zhiqin didn't dare to speak either. The young man stood at the entrance of the cave, gazing out at the rain-soaked sky, his expression complex and desolate, lost in thought. For a moment, only the sound of the rain could be heard.

  It wasn't until much later that no one came looking for me, but the rain gradually subsided and eventually stopped.

  Song Yi Xiao was just about to let Zhi Qin go call a strong woman to carry her, when the young man suddenly turned his head and said in an unpleasant tone: "My place is nearby, you can go apply some medicine."

  Before Song Yi could respond with a smile, he continued, "Then find someone to send you back."

  Song Yixiao was injured and had no choice but to accept his help, which would be more dignified for her. She didn't want to be a burden either, so she tacitly agreed to his arrangement upon hearing it.

  Just as Zhiqin supported her out of the cave, the young man walked a few steps, turned his head to see their struggling figures, furrowed his brow, and suddenly came over, without even greeting them, directly picked up Song Yixiao in a horizontal hold!

  Zither shocked!

  Song Yi Xiao was startled: "What are you doing?!" Although she was only eight years old, the two were not related by blood or marriage, after all, men and women were different, how could he be allowed to hug her?

  "Where did the little girl get so many bad ideas?" But to her surprise, she was asked back with a sentence, and the person who hugged her was refuting with reason, "Such a long way, I'll wait for you two to move a little bit until when!"

  Wait, didn't you just say it was nearby?!

  Song Yi Xiao was forced to lean into his arms, smelling the faint scent of lavender on him, struggling but not really struggling, embarrassed with a bright red face, and quickly thought of an excuse: "That thing, you can go back first, then send someone to pick me up?"

  That young man looked impatient: "It's just a few steps away, why so many words!"

  So, is the place you're talking about far or near?!

  Song Yi smiled wryly and spat out a mouthful of blood, weakly saying: "Actually, you can also give me a direction, you go first, I'll follow with my maid?"

  This time, that young man pretended he hadn't heard anything - Song Yi smiled helplessly and silently prayed that no one would see this scene.

  But half a moment later, looking at the astonished glances cast from inside and outside the courtyard, she was extremely regretful for not pretending to faint beforehand.

  "Ah! Master Gong, who is this?" A green-shirted girl among the approaching servants glanced at Song Yishang and asked in surprise.

  "While taking shelter from the rain, I accidentally pushed her and she twisted her ankle." The young man grumbled, "Cui Xian, go get some bandages and help her clean up, then arrange for someone to send her back home."

  Cui Xian let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "This servant obeys!"

  With a glance, a robust woman came up and took Song Yixiao from the young man's hands and walked towards the wing room. However, Cui Tong did not immediately follow, but instead chased after the young man, persuading him anxiously: "Master has not eaten anything since he got up this morning, how can this be? The kitchen just cooked some millet porridge, you must have a little! Otherwise, when the son-in-law comes back and sees it, he will definitely be heartbroken!"

  That young man sneered, and a hint of mockery flashed in his phoenix eyes. He said disdainfully, "Father has always only had Three Brother, that eldest son, in his eyes. When did he ever care about my life or death?! It's just been half a day since I last ate, can he really be worried?"

  Cui Piao smiled: "You said that, if the Marquis didn't care about you, when Old Master wanted to bypass him and give the title of Yan Guo Gong to you at first, would the Marquis have agreed?"

  "I've been here for half a day, why hasn't Father come to find me yet?" The young man stopped in his tracks and looked at her calmly, asking, "I'm afraid he still hasn't discovered that I'm no longer in the Jin State Princess's residence."

  By this time, Jian Fu had already taken Song Yi into the room and closed the doors and windows to prepare for treatment, so nothing more could be heard.

  But Song Yi Xiao had already figured out the young man's identity and couldn't help but feel a shock: "Is this the son of Jin Guo's Long Princess? Did he run away to Zhuang Village because of some conflict with his father, the imperial son-in-law?"