A slight failure became the last straw that crushed Chen Zhuxi's confidence.

She couldn't understand why a small thing like burning fire could be messed up by her.

She was not good at female red, and her hands were pricked by embroidered needles and were swollen. In order to gain the recognition of female red, she practiced hard all night in fear. The next day, Fu Xuanmiao entered the palace.

He took away the embroidery cloth that she had embroidered halfway, leaving behind a female palace maid who was perfect in Hong Kung Fu. He said, "No need to force me, he will be there for everything."

The princess of Yue State was both moral and favorable, read the Four Books and Five Classics, was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was not inferior to others. She was a model of ladies by various high-ranking families.

She is Chen Zhuxi, sometimes she is the Princess of Yue, sometimes she feels that she is not.

She was a poor girl, and the Four Books and Five Classics were only read. The great principles inside did not cause any ripples in her heart. She didn't like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but there were only piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the palace to pass the time. If she neglected practice one day, Fu Xuanmiao would definitely enter the palace soon. He would not blame her, but he would not say anything. The act of ordering people to take out the piano and serk and her ensemble made her feel even more stressed.

The flawless princess of Yue was too far away from her, so far that she would feel funny when she heard rumors outside occasionally.

Is that really her?

Chen Zhuxi gave a negative answer. Even if the princess of Yue is false, she is more than a thousand times better than her clumsy, crying, and can't do anything well.

She is not as good as a lie.

Big tears fell from her eyes. She didn't want to appear embarrassed in front of Li Wu, so she tried hard to wipe it with the back of her hand, but the more she wiped the tears.

"……alright."

Li Wu grabbed her hand from opposite the table, feeling helpless.

"When your hands are still dirty, you wipe them on your face. Do you know what you look like now?"

Chen Zhuxi sobbed and didn't say anything.

She didn't care about what she looked like. She just wanted to know what she wanted to do to compensate for the loss of burning Li Wu's house.

Li Wu let go of her hand and stood up, went out for a while, and when he came back, he held many things in his hand. He put a wooden box on the table, then turned her face over and carefully wiped her dirty cheeks with a wet towel.

Li Wu is still the same Li Wu, but the gentle movements on his hands are not like Li Wu.

He wiped her face, then pushed the "chaotic" hair on her face to the side, then picked up her hand, carefully wiped the dirt on her hands, and did not even fall into the gaps in her fingers.

Chen Zhuxi looked at it, tears fell down again.

Warm tears fell on Li Wu's hand, and he raised his head, his eyes calm and helpless.

"Why are you crying again?"

"I'm not worthy of your kindness to me." Chen Zhuxi said.

"Is it worth it? I will say it." Li Wu raised her hand, wiped the tears from her eyes with a finger, and said, "The fire is gone, why are you crying?"

"What should I do if I burned something?" Chen Zhuxi flattened her mouth and her eyes shining with tears seemed to be discharged from the flood again: "You count it, and I will compensate you in the future."

"What compensation is it? Is mine still yours?" Li Wu said: "It just burns it. There are not many valuable things. The kitchen is too small. I am worried that I can't find a reason to renovate it. It's burned well!"

His last sentence of ups and downs made Chen Zhuxi burst into tears and laugh.

"Don't comfort me." She said this, but her tears had stopped.

"I'm comforting myself." Li Wu said: "Things are dead, people live. As long as people are still there, what obstacles can't be overcome? Even if you burn the whole house, as long as I'm still there, you can still make a comeback. What's the big deal? Don't cry - except when I die, it's not worth your crying at other times."

Chen Zhuxi's heart was thrilled and said hurriedly: "You fart again! Why don't you die? Don't say such things!"

"Okay, I won't say it, don't cry." Li Wu squatted in front of her, raised her legs to face herself, and gently lifted her skirt.

"What are you doing?" Chen Zhuxi panicked and quickly pressed down his skirt.

"Look at your injury."

Li Wu pushed her hand away and placed the lifted skirt on her legs. The trousers under the skirt were covered with blood as big as a palm on the knees. Li Wu looked at the bloodstained for a moment and slowly rolled up her trousers.

The footwear stained with a few pieces of stove dust was exposed, and then the calf was whiter and flawless than the footwear. The owner of the calf shyly retreated back, and Li Wu grabbed her ankle through the footwear.

"Don't move." He said with a calm face.

The timid and restless calf stopped moving.

Li Wu continued to roll upwards. The closer he got to the bloody spot on his knee, the more careful he was in his movements. The trousers finally rolled up on his knees, revealing the big red and swollen knee.

"Why don't you say it?" Li Wu's face looked ugly.

Chen Zhuxi couldn't speak. The house was almost burned. She just broke her knees. What's the face to mention?

Li Wu put the clean side of the wet wipe on her knees, and said with a stern face, "Have you bear it."

Chen Zhuxi couldn't help but hold the armrests on the chair.

The subsequent wipe was lighter than she thought. Li Wu frowned and tentatively dipped her wound little by little.

Every time she couldn't help but shrank, she would get his lighter touch.

"How did you find out?" she murmured.

Li Wu said angrily: "It's hard not to find out if there is such a large piece of dust on her knees."

He wiped the blood stains on her knees, picked up the yarn straps from the wooden box, and tied them up tightly for her.

Li Wu is skilled in movements and is obviously a veteran of bandaging.

Chen Zhuxi asked: "Do you often get hurt?"

"If a person is in the world, how can he not be stabbed?" Li Wu said lightly: "As long as he is still alive."

He tied up his yarn belt, looked up at Chen Zhuxi's eyes, and said:

"No matter what happens, as long as people are still alive, they can start over. Next time they encounter danger, don't even think about it, just run away if you pull me away. Do you understand?"

Chen Zhuxi now felt guilty about him, so naturally he could do whatever he said.

She nodded and whispered: "...I understand."

Li Wu put the used yarn belt back into the wooden box. As soon as he stood up with the wooden box, Chen Zhuxi suddenly said:

"Why are you so nice to me?"

Li Wu said without thinking:

"Because I am a great charity."

Chen Zhuxi looked confused and said, "If someone else pretended to be married to you, would you be so kind to her?"

Li Wu had already walked to the door of the main hall, and turned around and looked at her with a strange look.

"I am not the Buddha of Tathagata."

He stepped out of the main hall and walked away. The remaining Chen Zhuxi frowned in confusion.

Not the Buddha of Tathagata? What does it mean?

Chen Zhuxi looked at her knees and was surprised that a man was so careful that he did not forget to restore her skirt to its original state after bandaging.

Chen Zhuxi was in a complicated mood: no one had treated her so well before, but she almost burned her home.

Her eyes accidentally swept back to the table and suddenly became stunned.

Where is her boiled eggs?

In the burnt kitchen, Li Wu sat on a small stool to supervise the worker, crossing her legs, and happily playing with an egg in her hand.

Li Que, who was squatting while prying the charcoal by the stove, couldn't help but say, "Brother, what's so strange about this egg? You've been watching it for a long time."

"You don't understand." Li Wu pretended to be deep.

"Who understands?"

"I just understand."

Li Que couldn't bear to tell him that the expression on his face had betrayed everything, so he said, "Brother, what are you going to do with this kitchen? Will you renovate it?"

"I pushed for reconstruction." Li Wu said: "I have money."

"The sheep are indeed fat only when raised. Brother is right. Boss Chen is generous this time, and he breathes three hundred taels." After confirming that the silver in the jar is intact, Li Que locked the coke on the side and threw it into the clay basin. "Brother, I heard that the Dayan court issued an order to serve the king not long ago, calling on local troops to encircle the capital. Why didn't I hear any movement?"

"I'm waiting for the muddy water to touch the fish, what can I do?" Li Wu calmed down and put the boiled eggs into her chest carefully.

"The rafters decayed first, and these scholars and officials looked much smarter than them." Li Que smiled sarcastically: "No one wants to be the first rebel who broke the soil and ruled the land, but no one wants to help the big Yan Dynasty, which is so rotten that it is really bad."

Li Wu said: "This is just the beginning, and it will be a while before it can really become 'chaotic'."

"I don't want to eat the day, I want to eat meat." Li Feng poked the charcoal on the ground all at once and muttered: "It's gone, it's gone, the roast chicken is burnt... Diaoer wants to make the pigs compensate."

Li Wu kicked him in the butt: "You dare."

Li Que said: "Silly brother, you have made your sister-in-law happy. Not to mention roast chicken, even roast pigs, brother will let you take full care of every day."

"Really?" Li Feng's eyes lit up: "Will she be happy if I give flowers to pigs?"

"You dare!" Li Wu glared at her eyebrows and flew out again.

Li Feng kicked the butt gently and moved to the side with a sad face.

He glanced at Li Que and said aggrievedly: "...liar."

Li Que shook his head: "I can't blame me this time." He raised his head, looked behind Li Wu, and suddenly said: "Sister-in-law!"

"You even play with me?" Li Wu said.
To be continued...