Rebirth of the Innkeeper's Wife: She's Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 89: Trying to cause trouble?

Perhaps because she was physically and mentally exhausted, or perhaps because crying had exhausted her last bit of strength, Wen Xingyu soon closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep amidst sobs.

Looking at her like this, one can't help but sigh, she truly has the heart of a child.

Then I looked at Xu Yan and replied weakly, "I am the one who is injured. In this way, Wen Xingyu can save her life."

Xu Yan said worriedly, "But how can you bear the pain yourself? Besides, given your current condition, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to hold on for long..." As she spoke, Xu Yan sighed softly, her face full of worry.

Huan Yuechu forced a smile. "Don't worry, I have a way."

Xu Yan couldn't persuade Huan Yuechu, and after glancing at the sleeping Wen Xingyu, she ultimately said nothing more.

"Xu Yan, please take us back to the inn first."

Xu Yan nodded, then immediately stepped forward to support Huan Yuechu, while her subordinate carried Wen Xingyu towards the inn.

Along the way, Huan Yuechu's steps were unsteady, but she stubbornly refused to show her weakness.

After finally arriving at the inn, Huan Yuechu lay down on the bed and took out a delicate little box from her bosom.

She opened the box, inside which was a pill emitting a faint glow.

She had obtained this elixir by chance and it could temporarily suppress the poison.

As the pill was ingested, Huan Yuechu felt a warm current slowly spreading through her body, and the pain in her body lessened considerably.

Huan Yuechu knew this was just a temporary measure, and the poison was still eroding her body.

She looked at Xu Yan, who was standing guard beside her, and said softly, "You don't need to feel guilty. This was my choice."

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

Xu Yan became alert and went out to check the situation.

Huan Yuechu forced herself to sit up straight, knowing that trouble might be on its way.

A moment later, Xu Yan rushed back and said, "Boss lady, Wen Xingyu's family has come. They think we hurt Wen Xingyu."

Huan Yuechu frowned, knowing that failing to explain would only lead to more misunderstandings.

Before Huan Yuechu could even open her mouth to explain, Mu Ren Siyu, like an enraged beast, rushed forward and grabbed Chongyang's collar tightly.

His eyes widened, burning with rage, and he shouted, "You swore to me you'd protect me every step of the way! And look at what's happened now!"

Faced with Muren Siyu's furious questioning, Chongyang was filled with guilt and self-reproach.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to defend himself or apologize, but the words seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, and he couldn't utter them.

At this moment, he could only silently lower his head, letting Mu Ren Siyu vent his dissatisfaction and disappointment to his heart.

Huan Yuechu struggled to her feet and said to Mu Ren Siyu, "This matter has nothing to do with Chongyang. Nobody expected it to turn out this way. Besides, I've already transferred the injury to myself! Wen Xingyu is fine now."

Mu Ren Siyu was stunned when he heard this. He turned to look at Huan Yuechu and saw her weak appearance. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Why did you do this?" Mu Ren Siyu loosened Chongyang's collar.

Huan Yuechu gave a wry smile. "In any case, this matter originally had nothing to do with Wen Xingyu."

After hearing these words, Wen Xingyu's family members looked at each other and softened their attitude.

Just then, Huan Yuechu suddenly swayed and almost fell.

Xu Yan quickly helped her up.

"Boss lady, you can't keep pushing yourself like this," Xu Yan said anxiously.

Huan Yuechu waved her hand and said to everyone, "What happened today was a misunderstanding, and I hope it ends here." After saying that, she gestured for Xu Yan to help her leave.

Wen Xingyu's family watched her leave, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

Meanwhile, Muren Siyu fell into deep thought, beginning to re-examine Huan Yuechu, whom he had always regarded as an opponent.

Just as Huan Yuechu turned to leave, Wen Xingyu, who had been asleep, slowly opened her eyes and woke up.

Her consciousness was still somewhat hazy, as if she had just escaped from a long and deep dream.

As she gradually made out her surroundings, she found her familiar family members sitting around the bed, their faces full of concern and worry.

Wen Xingyu blinked, trying to clear her mind.

Then, looking at Muren Siyu standing at the front, she couldn't help but ask, full of doubt, "What are you doing here? Did something happen?"

Mu Ren Siyu took a step forward and explained softly, "Xingyu, we've been keeping an eye on you. A few days ago, we suddenly noticed that your life tablet was flickering, its light changing erratically. Everyone was very worried and suspected that something bad might have happened to you." He then continued.

"And coincidentally, at this very moment, we received some important intelligence about you..." At this point, Mu Ren Siyu paused slightly, seemingly considering how to continue.

Wen Xingyu frowned slightly and urged, "What exactly is the intelligence?"

Mu Ren Siyu took a deep breath and said, "Intelligence suggests that your accident may be related to Huan Yuechu."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Wen Xingyu's eyes.

Wen Xingyu shook her head gently and quickly explained, "Everyone has misunderstood. It was Sister Yuechu who saved me. If it weren't for her, I would be dead by now."

Wen Xingyu's family members all looked surprised when they heard her words.

At this moment, Wen Xingyu's mind was filled with images of Huan Yuechu's haggard face and the torment she suffered from the poison...

The thought of these unpleasant images made Wen Xingyu immediately want to see Huan Yuechu.

Mu Renciyu tried to stop her, but was stopped by Wen Xingyu's firm gaze.

Wen Xingyu rushed to Huan Yuechu's residence with great anxiety. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Huan Yuechu leaning against the bed with a pale face and weak breath.

Her delicate body appeared incredibly fragile at that moment, as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

Wen Xingyu rushed forward, her face full of worry, and asked, "Sister Yuechu, how are you?"

Huan Yuechu forced a smile and waved her hand gently to indicate that she was alright.

However, her trembling hands and increasingly pale face could not conceal her physical weakness.

Wen Xingyu looked at Huan Yuechu with deep remorse and said with self-reproach.

"Sister Yuechu, it's all my fault this time. I was too impulsive! If I had... maybe things wouldn't have turned out this way, and you wouldn't have been so badly injured saving me. It's all my fault." As she spoke, she lowered her head, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Huan Yuechu slightly raised her hand, wanting to wipe away Wen Xingyu's tears, but her arm fell limply halfway down.