[The Orphan's Love Affair with a Beauty's Rivalry] (Volume 2, Chapter 143)

Chapter 143 Hard to Move an Inch

That night, she went to Wuyue's cave early to sleep. Before falling asleep, she clasped her hands together and silently prayed that Wuyue would

appear in her dream. She could always fall asleep as soon as she lay down, and perhaps it was a case of thinking about him during the day and dreaming about him at night, because she really did see him!

She was so excited she couldn't contain herself and rushed forward like lightning, but why was she running so slowly? Ahead, Wuyue was riding

a horse, seemingly in danger, desperately calling out for her help—a flying eagle? Her heart was torn to pieces

. In her frantic state, she kicked her legs wildly and suddenly flew up, skimming over the treetops, drifting

forward , but she could never close the distance with him. She cried out anxiously, "Wuyue, don't run so fast! Are bad people chasing you?

Wait for your older sister! With your older sister here, bad people won't dare to bully you!"

She suddenly woke up with a start, clutching her chest, stunned for a long time, her whole body covered in cold sweat, her heart pounding! She vaguely remembered

that it was a vast grassland. A grassland? Which grassland? Why did Wuyue end up on the grasslands? And what is Flying

Eagle? Could it be the Flying Eagle Sect? She remembered her mother saying that Flying Eagle Sect assassins had approached Beifeng…

A series of questions swirled in her mind, leaving her completely baffled. But regardless, her intuition told her that Wuyue was in grave danger! She

had an urge to kill all the bad guys. Where could she find those bastards from the Flying Eagle Sect?

What should she do? In desperation, she covered her head and went to sleep, hoping to continue dreaming and discover what kind of

place it was. However, she slept soundly until dawn, without dreaming of anything at all…

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About an hour after Wuyue emerged from seclusion, above a secluded mansion in a certain place, a peregrine falcon was

circling and plummeting from the sky. A gray shadow drew a spiral curve in the air and swooped down on a white dove with lightning speed

. After seizing the white dove, the peregrine falcon landed on the eaves of a small building in a courtyard of the mansion and

began tearing and

pecking at the dove, leaving it a bloody mess under its sharp beak and talons! The falcon would occasionally tear off large chunks of flesh and bone with its hooked beak, then swallow them whole with a high-flying motion.

On the veranda of the courtyard, an elderly man of about fifty, dressed in the official robes of a third-rank official, with a bushy beard, quietly watched the peregrine falcon pecking at the dove on

the roof . Beside him, a middle-aged man in embroidered robes respectfully reported: "Sir,

an informant sent a secret letter via carrier pigeon, saying that near Jinjun Mountain outside Xifengkou, a herdsman spotted a

young man whose appearance is very similar to Xiao Wuyue in the portrait, riding a horse northeast towards the Kharachin grasslands..."

The bushy-bearded old man suddenly turned around, his expression imposing; it was none other than Zheng Tian'en, the commander of the Embroidered Robe Pavilion! He

said , "Was the herdsman's statement certain?"

The middle-aged man

in embroidered robes hesitated for a moment before replying, "The secret report didn't mention it, but judging from his words, he wasn't entirely certain." Zheng Tian'en waved his hand sharply downwards: "Better to kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty

person go free! Immediately send a message by carrier pigeon to Deputy Commander Li, ordering 　　　　　　　　　　　him to lead men out of the pass to pursue them tonight.

Capturing them alive would be best!" "Yes !" The middle-aged man 　　in embroidered 　　robes bowed and retreated . ********** ... 　　He hurriedly got up and went out of the yurt. Qing'er was waiting outside the door. Water was scarce on the grassland, and she had somehow managed to get a small basin to help him wash his face and hands. It was embarrassing to be served by such a small child, but she insisted, and he had no choice. 　　The voices came from beside a cart a few feet away. The white horse pulling the cart snorted, puffs of white breath coming out of its mouth and nostrils, and occasionally flicked its long tail, clearly having just finished heavy work and not yet unloaded from the cart. 　　Harina was dressed in a bright yellow festive outfit, her appearance quite different from yesterday evening, looking much more energetic. She was unloading timber from the cart and piling it on the ground. These birch trunks, still with bark , were about the thickness of a bowl and over ten feet long, with white sap flowing from the broken ends, indicating they had been cut down no more than two days ago. More than ten trunks lay on the ground, and she was adding the rest on top, stacking them to waist height. It was unclear whether she intended to chop them into firewood or use them to build a fence. 　　A tall, robust young man in a formal white robe leaned lazily against the cart shaft. Judging from his attire, he was probably a Doyan herdsman . He was unloading logs one by one from the cart, helping her to lift them onto a stack and stack them neatly. He chatted with her occasionally, speaking in a loud voice, but both of them spoke the Doyan dialect, which Wuyue couldn't understand a word of. 　　He thought that he shouldn't accept undeserved help, and since his host was so hospitable, he should help with the work . So he hurried forward to help unload the goods. Qing'er also came over to help, but he turned around and scolded, "This work isn't for children. Get out of the way, or you'll get hit!" 　　Qing'er obediently stepped aside, reluctantly watching him do the heavy work alone. 　　The robust young man grinned broadly, smiled amicably at him and Qing'er, and said to Harina, "These two look unfamiliar. Are they relatives or guests from out of town?" 　　Harina turned to look at Wuyue and replied to the young man, "His name is Xiao Wuyue, a rather nice young man. That child is Qing'er; they stayed at my house together last night." 　　The robust young man laughed, "I could tell that too." 　　Harina smiled at Wuyue in somewhat broken Chinese, "Xiao, this is Uncle Kasa's son, Baiyirul . He's quite skilled; he was the wrestling champion at last year's tribal Naadam festival!" 　　Wuyue didn't know who Uncle Kasa was, but upon hearing the words "wrestling champion," he couldn't help but feel admiration. He quickly cupped his hands and smiled, "Baiyir... Brother, you're truly amazing, I admire you!" He thought to himself that the names of foreigners were really long and difficult to pronounce, similar to those of the Jurchens; he could never remember them. 　　Baiirul muttered something to him, and Harina smiled at Wuyue, "He also sends his greetings to you and Qing'er ... Xiao, the logs are heavy, and you're too frail to help, we can manage!" 　　Wuyue felt looked down upon and was displeased. He had practiced martial arts since childhood and had some strength; he couldn't let her underestimate him. 　　Without a word, he pulled the logs off the cart one by one, dragged them to the woodpile, and neatly stacked them. 　　Harina saw his displeasure but didn't stop him. He was clearly clumsy; the logs appeared neatly stacked, but large gaps appeared at both ends, indicating they weren't sturdy. He was obviously not cut out for this kind of work.

He hurriedly warned, "Xiao, be careful, don't let it collapse and smash..."

Before he finished speaking, the pile of logs collapsed with a crash. He was holding a log, intending to put it on top, and couldn't

dodge in . Several logs rolled down and smashed heavily onto his feet!

"Ouch!" A sharp pain shot through him, and he could no longer stand, collapsing to the ground!

Qing'er and Harina exclaimed in unison, rushing over to help him take off his boots and check his injuries. Harina turned

to Baiirul and cried out, "My God! He's bleeding so much from his foot, I wonder if he's broken any bones?"

Baiirul knelt down, took Wuyue's right foot in his hand, and gently twisted the sole of his foot. Then he checked his left foot.

A piercing pain shot through him, and Wuyue couldn't help but groan. Looking down, he saw

a gash more than two inches long on the top of his right foot, with pink flesh bursting out of the wound, and blood gushing out. His entire right foot was a bloody mess, and

his left foot was also bleeding profusely!

Baiirul frowned and said to Harina, "Oh no! His right foot is broken, and his left foot is badly injured too.

I have to hurry and find Old Tuban to set it!" He turned and strode to the hitching post, untied the reins, mounted

the white horse, and galloped away.

Qing'er tore off two pieces of cloth from her clothes to quickly bandage Wuyue's feet to prevent excessive bleeding. Harina

ran to a spot not far behind the yurt, searched around, picked some herbs that looked a bit like dandelions, ran back, squatted down

beside him, chewed the herbs, and applied them to his wounds. Then, she had Qing'er re-bandage them, frowning as she said:

"Xiao, this herb can stop the bleeding... The problem is your broken leg! Baiirul has already

gone to find the tribe's doctor to set the broken bone."

Wuyue gasped, "Oh no! I'm in a hurry to get on my way! What should I do?"

Harina turned around, bent down with her back to Wuyue, and said urgently, "How can you travel like this? You have to

heal your injury first! If you delay, the broken bone will become dislocated and never heal properly! Come on, put your hands on my

shoulders , I'll carry you into the house."

Qing'er put his right arm on her shoulder to help him stand up. He leaned on Harina's back and inadvertently looked up,

startled by the sight before him!

Overnight, countless white tents appeared on the surrounding grasslands, and many herders continued to arrive in

their carts, seemingly also intending to set up camp there. He couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Harina,

why are there so many herders here all of a sudden?"

Harina looked up and said with regret, "It's really unfortunate that you were injured. Today is

the Naadam Festival , the most lively event on our grasslands. It's a pity you can't participate."

She carried Wuyue into the yurt, helped him lie down, and seeing his anxious face and the sweat pouring down his face from the pain, she quickly pulled off

her headscarf to wipe his sweat and comforted him, "Since it's already like this... " "There's no use in being anxious. Just focus on recovering and don't

think about it too much."

Wu Yue gritted his teeth and endured the pain, pretending to be nonchalant as he asked, "Is this a very important festival for you?"

Harina excitedly replied, "Yes, Naadam means entertainment and games. There are thrilling

horse races, exciting wrestling and archery competitions, and of course, my favorite is the singing and dancing revelry after nightfall! Before the festival

begins , men, women, and children all dress in their finest festival attire and travel long distances by car or horseback to participate."

Wu Yue listened with great enthusiasm, while Qing'er remained unmoved, taking the headscarf from Harina and focusing on wiping his

sweat.

Just then, Baiyirur hurriedly led an elderly man with white hair into the yurt. Harina

introduced him, "We all call him Old Tuban. He's the most experienced doctor in our Doyan tribe."

Tuban was also dressed in his traditional festival attire, apparently also attending the festival, but now Baiyirur had

brought him here to set his bones. He smiled sheepishly, trying to sit up to pay his respects, but Old Tuban pressed him down, signaling him not to move. Old Tuban made

him drink several large gulps of strong liquor, poured some on his right foot as well, stuffed a wad of cloth into his mouth, and then began setting the bone

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