From Folly to Fortune：I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!

Lu Yuanfeng nodded.

”Thank you, then I won’t be polite. I’ll go to Xing City to ask my friend about it first thing tomorrow morning.”

Wen Xiaoya actually quite wanted to go to Xing City with Lu Yuanfeng to find that chef.

But she was afraid that Lu Yuanfeng would disagree, so she could only temporarily put this thought aside.

It was getting late, and Wen Xiaoya couldn’t keep staying in Lu Yuanfeng’s room.

She exchanged a few more words with Lu Yuanfeng and then left his residence.

Once Wen Xiaoya left, the tension on Lu Yuanfeng’s face immediately relaxed into a smile.

He couldn’t help but think: It seems even Heaven wishes Shuangshuang to stay by his side.

In this way, Shuangshuang’s wish to enter the military camp was realized, and if what she said was true, then his crisis was also resolved!

Shuangshuang is his lucky star.

She can bring him good fortune!

On Lu Yuanfeng’s side, there was no longer any worry about Mu Shuangshuang entering the military camp.

On the other side, far away in Xing City, Mu Shuangshuang was unaware of this news. At this moment, she was still worried, unsure of whether she could get Zheng Damao to get her into the military camp.

And if she was lucky enough to enter the military camp, would leaving be easy?

All the questions troubled her, to the point where Mu Shuangshuang couldn’t sleep at all.

With her eyes open until the middle of the night, she heard a noise coming from the woodshed.

Though very faint, she still heard it. Mu Shuangshuang got up and put on her clothes.

She picked up a wooden stick for self-defense and an oil lamp, quietly heading toward the woodshed.

The night wind was bitterly cold, and the oil lamp almost went out several times. If Mu Shuangshuang hadn’t shielded it with her body, it would have gone out long ago!

After some effort, she reached the woodshed.

It turned out that the shed door was already open.

Someone had clearly gone inside.

Mu Shuangshuang instinctively slowed her pace and softened her breath.

Step by step, she walked towards the woodshed—

Standing at the doorway and looking from afar, everything inside seemed normal.

There was nothing unusual, but Mu Shuangshuang remained cautious.

Once inside the shed, she went into full alert mode, checking around the haystacks, and eventually found a person in black lying on the ground.

Her hand gripped the stick tightly without realizing it, and she placed the stick on the black-clad person’s neck.

At this moment, the eyes of the person in black, previously tightly shut, suddenly snapped open.

In that instant, Mu Shuangshuang felt as if she had seen a ghost, because the look in the person’s eyes was terrifying.

It was a cold, bloodthirsty gaze, like a demon from hell.

But very quickly, the eyes of the black-clad person changed.

They became calm, and after seemingly confirming it was Mu Shuangshuang who had come in, he relaxed and closed his eyes again.

Mu Shuangshuang was completely stupefied, not for any other reason but because of the sudden change in the gaze from this black-clad man.

What was his identity? What did that look in his eyes before fainting mean?

Did he recognize her?

Or did he believe she wouldn’t harm him?

Mu Shuangshuang hesitated for a while and quickly found her answer.

Because next to the black-clad person’s hand lay a knife she recognized all too well.

It was the knife Shen Feng treasured like a gem, its blade sharp enough to cut through iron like mud.

So, this person was Shen Feng?

Mu Shuangshuang thought Shen Feng would wear that straw hat his entire life. Little did she expect, in such a short time, he’d take off the hat and change into black clothes.

Wearing such attire in this freezing weather, to say he wasn’t doing something shady—Mu Shuangshuang wouldn’t believe it even if you killed her!

While hesitating whether to save Shen Feng, the sight of the pool of red blood on the haystack caught Mu Shuangshuang’s attention.

It seemed this injury was serious.

Mu Shuangshuang decided to save him first and talk later.

She didn’t dare drag Shen Feng into her room, instead treating his wounds in the woodshed.

The night was extremely cold, so Mu Shuangshuang brought over a brazier.

When she unwrapped Shen Feng’s clothes and saw the blade wound on his abdomen, a good ten centimeters long, even Mu Shuangshuang couldn’t help but gasp.

”No wonder there’s so much blood, the injury is this serious!” Mu Shuangshuang murmured.

But what exactly did this lad do to get beaten up so badly?

An assassin?

Or perhaps some other formidable big man?

However, Mu Shuangshuang wasn’t particularly interested. If it were when she first arrived in this world, she might have thought about clinging to a strong figure for safety, but now that she could stand on her own feet and didn’t need to stay in Xing City long-term, these things had nothing to do with her.

She applied some hemostatic powder on Shen Feng and bandaged him.

Mu Shuangshuang moved the oil lamp closer to Shen Feng’s face; this was her first time seeing it.

His features and contours were exquisite, his face handsome, though... it seemed somewhat feminine.

Not that he looked like a woman, but because his features weren’t rugged, giving him an aura that was somewhat devilish.

It was a completely different concept from Lu Yuanfeng’s ruggedness.

Mu Shuangshuang roughly understood why Shen Feng wore that straw hat every day!

Ancient aesthetic standards were quite singular; a man should be robust and broad.

Someone like Shen Feng might not necessarily be accepted.

But to a modern person like Mu Shuangshuang, Shen Feng’s features and looks were very appealing to women.

Because he’s good-looking!

Women can’t resist beautiful things.

Mu Shuangshuang realized she had been staring at Shen Feng’s face for a long time. She couldn’t help but smile and then took the oil lamp away.

Returning to her room, Mu Shuangshuang originally planned to rest, but found herself wide awake, so she went to the kitchen and boiled a bowl of medicine for Shen Feng’s knife wound, waiting for him to wake up and drink it.

After all of this, dawn was already breaking.

Going back to sleep was impossible!

Mu Shuangshuang simply started making breakfast, thinking of Shen Feng’s weakened body. She chopped a wild chicken and made a pot of chicken soup.

She also steamed a basket of buns, and when breakfast was ready, it was just barely light out.

She carried the chicken soup, along with buns, and a bowl of medicine to the woodshed.

The stove she set up last night had gone out, and the temperature in the shed was rather low.

But last night, Mu Shuangshuang had thrown a quilt over Shen Feng, so he shouldn’t have been too cold.

Walking to the edge of the haystack, Shen Feng was already awake, but perhaps the abdominal wound kept him from moving.

”The medicine is boiled, and I made chicken soup and buns for your breakfast.”

Grains in the Northwest weren’t cheap, and Mu Shuangshuang basically ate noodles three times a day.

So, when she made food for Shen Feng, she didn’t deliberately think about making porridge.

After all, there was chicken soup, so there was no need to make porridge too.

”Thank... you!” Shen Feng replied to Mu Shuangshuang with difficulty.

He tried to take the chicken soup Mu Shuangshuang handed over, but each time he barely lifted his hand, it would fall weakly.

It seemed the injury was really severe.

But Shen Feng didn’t give up and kept trying. Afraid he might tear open his wound, Mu Shuangshuang helplessly said, ”Hey, enough, I’ll help you! But I don’t do labor for free, feeding one meal costs one silver tael! Not a penny less!”