Chapter 2: Be a Cultured Prodigal

Without needing to look up, one can tell the expressions on the faces of Liu Wuye and Old Wei, and what they are thinking. He currently does not have the time to explain clearly, so he simply offered a brief explanation amidst his busy schedule. As for whether the two believe him, he truly does not care at all.

Saving lives is of utmost importance. Silent, without the luxury to appreciate the beautiful scenery before him, worked diligently for a considerable time before finally bandaging the wounds of Widow Xiao, exhausted and panting, with sweat pouring down his forehead

Old Wei's driving skills are undoubtedly top-notch, as the carriage travels both swiftly and smoothly, arriving at the Shen family's farm in Cang County just as the sky begins to darken

Old Wei glanced at Master Liu Wu, received his silent signal, and ceased to speak. He climbed onto the cart's yoke and cracked the whip to drive the carriage

Oh, this old hand has actually made a mistake. If this gets out, it would be a huge embarrassment. The main issue is the misunderstanding regarding Young Master Shen Liu. Although his reputation is not great, his skills in saving people are indeed... quite peculiar.

"Liulang, she is a killer." Old Wei carefully placed the widow Xiao into the carriage and reminded again, "It is commendable that you saved her, but the widow Xiao is a well-known female assassin, and she may bring you unnecessary trouble.

After a moment of silent contemplation, he finally spoke to explain. It was not that he was being arrogant, but rather he was considering how to organize his language, how to better clarify his explanation. The main point was how to explain the sudden transformation of this debauched young master, who only knew indulgence in food, drink, entertainment, and gambling, into something extraordinary.

Since we have encountered this situation, we cannot just stand by and do nothing. For now, let it be this way; we will wait until she recovers from her injuries before discussing further matters. With a calm demeanor, he pulled over the brocade blanket and covered the still unconscious Widow Xiao.

Inside the carriage, Uncle Liu Wu stared at Shen Mo for quite a while before finally speaking up to inquire. He had many questions bottled up inside and was eager to know the answers, especially regarding the peculiar and embarrassing treatment methods employed by Young Master Shen Liu, which piqued his curiosity to an extreme degree

Silently opening his eyes and speaking nonsense, without a blush or a racing heart, his expression is sincere and natural. This is a significant hurdle that all time travelers must overcome. When he awakened in another's body, he had already contemplated this major issue: how to deceive others and muddle through, in order to clearly explain why he had suddenly become so extraordinary.

Yes. Old Wei's face was filled with surprise as he responded and squatted down, placing his fingers on the widow Xiao's pulse point. He felt the faint beating of her pulse, and his old face turned bright red. Nevertheless, his right hand reached into his bosom and took out a small porcelain bottle that was warm to the touch, and he also unfastened the wine gourd hanging at his waist and handed it over.

After a long and tiring journey, Shen Mo had his meal in silence. Under the attentive service of Xiao Hong, he burrowed into the warm and fragrant bedding for a deep sleep. By the time he was eating, Xiao Hong had already prepared the warm bedding for him, and a pot of glowing charcoal was placed in the room, making the indoor environment as warm as spring. Shen Mo soon fell into a deep slumber.

"Uncle Wei, do you have any medicine for treating wounds? By the way, do you have any leftover alcohol?" Shen Mo raised his head and asked.

She is still alive

Heaven has finally opened its eyes, not allowing his efforts, which risked his life, to be in vain; Widow Xiao has finally begun to breathe again

After the carriage entered the manor, Widow Xiao awakened. Master Liu personally explained, his tone carrying a suggestive warning: Your life was saved by Lord Shen Liulang, and we are aware of your identity. For your safety, you must not make any unfriendly moves; otherwise, you will come to understand what the wrath and thunderous methods of the aristocratic families truly mean

I was beaten by several cousins and fell into a coma for two days and two nights. I felt my soul leave my body, drifting around in the darkness, and then I encountered an old man with a white beard. He gave me an ancient book and told me to remember its contents; only by doing so could I return... Whether you believe it or not, I certainly do.

Silence enveloped her as she hugged her legs, resting her chin on her knees in a daze. Widow Xiao remained unconscious, and the carriage was enveloped in stillness, with only the howling cold wind and the creaking sound of wheels grinding against the hard ice audible in her ears

First, let her recuperate here in peace. " He said calmly, waving his hand to have the servants carry her into the room. Although the widow Xiao was stunningly beautiful, with a cold and captivating demeanor and an alluring figure that left him in awe, the thought of her identity as an assassin made him feel a bit apprehensive. It is better to keep a respectful distance from such a woman.

Upon his soul's transmigration, he not only occupied this body but also inherited its memories. He realized that he was not in a certain ancient dynasty recorded in the historical materials of Huaxia, but rather in an ancient continent called Canglong. The bureaucratic system was similar to that of the Tang and Song dynasties, characterized by a patriarchal society where male superiority and imperial authority prevailed. His advanced scientific methods of rescue were viewed by others as desecration of the corpse, leading to potential repercussions, and those who relied on their necks for sustenance might also face displacement.

Under the service of Xiao Hong and Xiao Lu, Shen Mo enjoyed a comfortable hot bath. Although the two maidservants were of mediocre appearance, their skills in serving were quite remarkable, making him feel so refreshed that he couldn't help but hum in satisfaction. This inevitably led him to reflect on the oppressive feudal society, which easily causes one to sink into indulgence.

I am grateful to Lord Wu and Lord Liu for their life-saving grace. I will certainly behave myself and leave once I have healed from my injuries. The pale-faced Widow Xiao appeared like a timid young bride who had just entered the door, expressing her thanks shyly

While bandaging the wounds of Widow Xiao, he inadvertently touched a forbidden area. The astonishing elasticity and softness caused his heart to race and his breath to become rapid and disordered. It was unclear whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he certainly squeezed several times. Alright, he admitted that his hands trembled and that he accidentally touched her. He also acknowledged that he was not a paragon of virtue who would turn a blind eye to such matters; he merely managed to hit the brakes at a critical moment. Fortunately, Widow Xiao remained in a deep coma, which spared him a lot of trouble.

Ancient people believed that there were deities three feet above their heads. Many phenomena in nature or advanced scientific concepts that can be explained are, in this era of technological backwardness, temporarily unable to be clearly elucidated, and thus are categorized as myths. Silence considers this explanation to be very good and powerful

The outer room is where Xiao Hong and Xiao Lu reside, making it convenient to care for Shen Mo. To facilitate the care of the severely injured Widow Xiao, she has been arranged to stay in the side room of the small courtyard

In order to save a life, Shen Mo disregarded the taboos regarding physical contact between men and women. He unfastened the widow Xiao's clothing, first pouring white liquor over the wounds on her left arm and left shoulder, then applying wound powder. He tore the hem of his own garment to bandage the wounds. In fact, although the two wounds were large, it was unclear what method the widow Xiao had used to stop the bleeding. Given the rudimentary conditions, he could only make do with a temporary solution.

The servants had already tidied up the silent room, cleaning it thoroughly. The bed sheets, blankets, and pillowcases were all new, and two young maids of mediocre appearance, named Xiao Hong and Xiao Lu, were assigned to assist.

Master Liu Wu fell silent. Even though he was somewhat skeptical in his heart, he did not know how to refute it and could only rely on time to prove the truth. At least for now, he noticed that Shen Mo's gaze was somewhat different from before. The only thing he could confirm was that the ancestral grave of Widow Xiao was emitting green smoke, and upon encountering Young Master Shen Liu, he managed to save his own life

During the time when Shen Mo was bandaging the wounds of Widow Xiao, Liu Wuye and Old Wei tacitly turned their backs. Although they did not consider themselves to be paragons of virtue, they adhered to the principle of not witnessing impropriety, allowing Shen Liu Shao to handle the situation on his own.

Master Liu's thin face showed a hint of blush, filled with surprise and curiosity, his heart brimming with questions. He stood silently to the side, watching, his eyes filled with confusion as he glanced at the busy and silent efforts of those saving lives.