Chapter 53

As night fell, the small courtyard was pitch black, except for the light in the western wing of the back yard. Liang Miao sat in front of the loom, starting her nightly work as usual. With an extra mouth to feed and the need to ensure Liang Xiao's growth, the expenses had increased, and she had to rely on her own hands to barely make ends meet.

The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts. Without a certain level of economic support, it is very difficult to cultivate a true expert.

Liang Xiao knelt in front of the loom, watching the shuttle weave back and forth through the warp threads, gradually forming intricate patterns, without blinking.

After months of hard practice, although he had not yet developed the ability to see money as clearly as a wheel, his dynamic vision had significantly improved, even surprising Huan Yuan. He had been studying archery for many years and had never seen anyone progress so quickly.

In fact, Liang Xiao knew that he might have a bit of talent, but more importantly, it was his hard work and focus. Focus can unleash potential that is hard to imagine. In this era, he had no other way out except to study archery, and he had no other entertainment, so he could only devote all his time to it. How could he not progress quickly?

"Snap!" The lamp flickered.

Liang Xiao's eyes flashed, and he tilted his head to look at the oil lamp. The oil in the earthen lamp was almost gone.

Liang Xiao remained still, his expression calm, but his body shifted from a kneeling position to a half-kneeling one, like a bow slowly being drawn, ready to leap at any moment. Liang Miao glanced at him, her eyes filled with confusion. Liang Xiao blinked calmly and stood up.

"Mother, I'll go get some lamp oil."

Liang Miao nodded and continued her work. Liang Xiao turned and left, standing at the door for a moment before walking along the corridor to the front yard, where he went to the eastern wing to get the lamp oil. He then went to the adjacent kitchen, opened the pot, and took out the night snack that had been warming on the stove.

They both had to work until midnight every day, and without a night snack, their bodies would not keep up. Although there was no rich food, just a bowl of rice with a bit of fermented black beans, it was a guarantee of their health.

Liang Xiao placed the rice on the stove and lit another lamp but did not take it away. He turned and left the kitchen, gently closing the door.

"The food is on the stove. Eat and leave," Liang Xiao said to the empty front yard, his eyes narrowing, his voice calm but with a hint of menace. "Don't come back. Otherwise, I recognize you, but my bow won't."

Behind him, there was silence. After a moment, there was a light "snap" as someone jumped down from the beam. The sound of a blade being drawn from its sheath slowly rose, adding a sense of solemnity to the air.

Liang Xiao did not turn around but glanced at the western wing ten steps away. The western wing was dark, with the door tightly closed.

"My master lives there. You've faced him before, so you know his strength. If I were you, I'd put away your knife, eat, and disappear."

"I've been ruined by you. Where else can I go?" A hoarse voice came from behind Liang Xiao, accompanied by a loud growl from his stomach.

Clearly, this uninvited guest had not eaten for some time. If not for his empty stomach, he would not have been detected by Liang Xiao.

Liang Xiao laughed and slowly turned, pushing open the door and looking at the slender figure inside. "You're quite interesting. You wanted to kill me first, and I was just defending myself. Should I have just let you cut my throat?"

The person opposite him was speechless, his face turning red. She was none other than Li Rongqing, who had been tricked by Liang Xiao and mistakenly killed Hu Lai. She held a short knife, the same one she had always tied to her calf, which had been taken by Wu Ji and thrown aside.

"The mistake of killing Hu Lai can be set aside. But the insult you gave me, I cannot let go."

"You were a servant. Does touching you twice count as an insult? If someone sleeps with you, should you kill their whole family?"

"I'm different from them!" Li Rongqing glared at Liang Xiao. "I can regain my freedom by paying off my debt. But now you..."

"Do you want freedom, and I have to die?" Liang Xiao retorted.

"I—"

Li Rongqing was speechless again, unable to respond.

"Alright, listen to my advice. Eat, leave, and don't show your face in front of me again. If you really can't swallow this, I'll let you insult me, and we'll call it even, how about that?"

Liang Xiao said, unfastening his belt and opening his shirt, revealing his well-defined chest muscles. Months of hard training had given him a well-toned body. He then unfastened his belt again, revealing his clearly defined eight-pack abs.

"You—"

Li Rongqing's face turned red, and she instinctively turned away. At that moment, Liang Xiao flicked his wrist, and the belt he had just unfastened flew out, wrapping around Li Rongqing's arm holding the knife. He pulled hard, and Li Rongqing, caught off guard, fell into Liang Xiao's arms, turning halfway and being tightly held from behind, unable to move.

"Let me go, let me go." Li Rongqing struggled.

Liang Xiao held Li Rongqing from behind. As she struggled, her hips rubbed against his lower abdomen, causing him to react. He didn't dare let her go, fearing that the desperate female assassin might stab him, so he sternly warned her.

"Don't move! If you move again, I won't be gentle."

Li Rongqing refused to listen and struggled even harder. Liang Xiao, helpless, had to hold her tightly, trying to subdue her. His belt was already off, and after a few struggles, his pants fell to his ankles, making it impossible to move. After a few more struggles, he was brought down by Li Rongqing. They wrestled on the ground, and Li Rongqing, being a woman and having not eaten for days, was eventually subdued by Liang Xiao, who pinned her down, panting heavily.

"Let me go!" Li Rongqing felt the heat and hardness pressing into her buttocks, reminding her of the night Liang Xiao had teased her, making her even more ashamed and angry.

"No!" Liang Xiao, not realizing he was exposed, pressed down on Li Rongqing, not daring to let up. After such a long struggle, Li Rongqing still had her knife. If he let go, he might lose his life.

"Let me go!"

"No!"

"Bang!" The kitchen door opened, and Liang Miao appeared at the doorway. Seeing Liang Xiao with his bare buttocks pressing down on a disheveled woman, she was stunned. "Xiao'er, what are you doing?"

"Mother, get out quickly." Liang Xiao called out as soon as he heard his mother's voice. He had brought Li Rongqing to the kitchen to prevent her from hurting his mother, but his mother had still come when she heard the noise.

"Xiao'er, don't be rude. Let the girl go. The floor is cold; you can't let her catch a cold."

Liang Xiao, hearing the unfamiliar tone, turned to look at his mother. He saw that her eyes were strange, a mix of satisfaction and reprimand, and she was pointing at him, as if to say, "You really don't know how to behave." He looked down and realized his pants were gone, exposing his white buttocks and a certain part that was hard as a rod, pressing into Li Rongqing's buttocks.

At that moment, Li Rongqing struggled, and the elasticity of her buttocks squeezed his member, sending a tingling sensation through his body.

Liang Xiao involuntarily shivered.

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