After rebirth, the female supporting role only wanted to have a grand funeral

The next morning, Xue Shu woke up early.

She had an abdominal injury and couldn't exert any strength, so she had to use her arms to support her body with difficulty before sitting up from the bed.

The vacant rooms in this courtyard are really limited, so Qin Xiang, Qing Yu and others lived in other houses, leaving only Jing Xing and Xue Shu to live in this courtyard.

At this moment, Jing Xing didn't know where to go, Xue Shu simply put on her coat, took a hairpin, tied her hair loosely, and strolled out.

Mu Sheng was carrying a pannier on his back, just as he came out of his bedroom, he saw Xue Shu who had just left the house at a glance, so he took the initiative to say hello: "Miss Xue, good morning."

"Master Mu, good morning," Xue Shu smiled slightly, "I haven't thanked Master Mu for saving my life, it's really rude."

Mu Sheng smiled and waved his hands, said: "Miss Xue, you don't have to be so polite, just do as you please, I'm going out to collect medicine now, the kitchen has already prepared meals, Miss Xue, please go ahead."

After finishing speaking, Mu Sheng nodded slightly again, and took the lead.

After Mu Sheng left, Xue Shu blinked and went to the kitchen.

She seldom set foot in a place like the kitchen, and the number of times she entered the kitchen in her two lifetimes was also very small.

No, in the Taoist temple in the previous life, I often went to the kitchen with Qingyu to make some things.

However, that was quite a long time ago.

Xue Shu sighed in her heart as she entered the kitchen.

Fortunately, in a small farmyard like this, the location of the kitchen is still obvious. The windows are wide open, and the stove and cauldron inside can be seen at a glance.

There was white rice porridge in the pot. The rice had been suffocated long ago and exuded a strong fragrance.

Although there is not much taste, Xue Shu is now a patient who can't leave his mouth with soup and medicine, and this kind of soup is most suitable for him, so Xue Shu walked around the kitchen several times before finally finding the bowl and chopsticks.

Xue Shu put away the soup bowl, and reached out to get a spoon to fill the soup.

As a result, her sleeve almost fell into the soup pot.

Fortunately, she had sharp eyesight and quick hands, so she grabbed the sleeve with one hand, and thus saved the pot of rice porridge that had been boiled for an unknown amount of time.

"Alas..." Xue Shu rolled up her sleeves slowly while sighing.

It has to be said that Xue Lu is obviously a girl from a noble family who grew up in the capital.

Even knowing that she is now in a small mountain village, the clothes prepared for her are all gorgeous and cumbersome, just like now, she is just serving soup, a simple thing, but it takes a long time, Roll up her sleeves first.

With great difficulty, she rolled up her sleeves, filled the porridge in twos and twos, and sat in the yard with the porridge bowl in her hand.

If it's an ordinary lady from a great family, in the same situation as her, it's inevitable that she will be in a hurry. After all, they are some delicate daughters who have never touched the spring water since birth, and they should not take care of themselves.

But Xue Shu's every move is quite natural, she is very used to such an environment.

When Jing Xing came back, what he saw was his little girl sitting in the yard obediently, sipping porridge.

He suddenly smiled.

He walked quickly into the yard, put the long sword in his hand aside, and then turned to clean his hands: "Why did you wake up so early today? Did you not sleep well last night?"

Xue Shu shook her head and said, "It must be because I slept too much yesterday."

She was barely awake yesterday.

Either she fell into a coma due to the pain, or she fell into a deep sleep because of the Anshen Decoction.

I woke up at dusk, had another soothing soup at night, and fell unconscious.

With this way of sleeping, she will be a ghost if she doesn't get up early today.

Jing Xing nodded, seeing that Xue Shu was almost drunk, he walked over, leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips lightly, then took her empty bowl in his hand, turned and went to the kitchen.

After a while, he came back with a bowl full of rice porridge.

Even the bowl doesn't look like it's new.

Seeing Xue Shu's strange expression, Jing Xing first raised his head and took a big sip before saying, "I can save one dish for a while."

Xue Shu twitched the corner of her mouth.

Fine.

Jing Xing had just returned from practicing martial arts outside, a bowl of rice porridge was definitely not enough.

After he finished the rice porridge, he went to the kitchen to bring some food over, and he also filled another bowl of porridge, one mouthful with one mouthful of porridge, and it tasted very delicious.

She stared at Xue Shu who was already full.

"Do you want to eat some more?" Jing Xing said, and handed over a steamed stuffed bun.

Xue Shu shook her head, got up and went back to the house.

I really can't bear to look at her again.

A few steamed buns and a plate of pickles made Jing Xing feel as if he had eaten something delicious.

But if she eats too much... she'll get fat.

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In the bedroom, there is a crude dressing table with a rhombic mirror on it.

Xue Shu stared at the mirror and thought for a while, thinking that there are four people living in this yard, two of them, one has gone out to collect medicine, and the other is still eating in the yard, it will not be over for a while. .

So she went to the Linghua mirror and untied her clothes.

Since she woke up, she has been tightly wrapped in pajamas, so she has no time to see how serious her injuries are.

The pain in the lower abdomen was almost constant, and she had expected that the injury would not be serious.

But when she saw the big bruise on her lower abdomen, she was still stunned.

Her skin was already fair, and because of this, the big bruise looked even more frightening.

No wonder, now, whenever she does any movement that involves her abdomen, it almost hurts even to breathe.

Xue Shu lowered her eyelashes and reached out to fasten the bags of her clothes one by one.

Just at this moment, Jing Xing pushed the door open and came in.

Seeing Xue Shu's actions, Jing Xing knew what the little girl was doing just now.

He has been deliberately not letting Xue Shu see her injuries.

There is no girl who does not love beauty, if she sees that she has been injured so badly, she will inevitably be afraid of leaving scars.

Unexpectedly, he was just eating out, and the little girl had already seen it.

Jing Xing sighed, walked closer, and began to tie her belt carefully: "Don't worry, Shu'er, there will be no scars, Mr. Mu has already prepared the plaster, and the medicinal materials will arrive this morning, but you need more to make the plaster Time, Shu'er, wait patiently."

Bruises don't tend to scar in the first place, and it's just scary to look at.

Xue Shu didn't speak, just nodded.

"...Then don't you want to wear this belt?"

Xue Shu nodded again.

Jing Xing fastened the lace for her, and just stood up, when he was thinking of what to say to comfort the little girl, when he suddenly saw the little girl in front of her stretch out her arms, and hugged him.

Xue Shu's stature was considered tall among women, but it still only reached Jing Xing's chest.

With this hug, she completely shrank herself into Jing Xing's arms.

Jing Xing was stunned by this sudden hug.

After a while, he stretched out his hands tentatively, wrapped his arms around Xue Shu's waist, and slowly tightened them again.