Transmigrated Into an Ancient Famine Novel as a Scumbag Alpha (ABO, GL) - Chapter 38

Chapter 38

On her way back, Ye Qing didn’t forget to search the bodies of the traffickers. She found they all carried silver.

Worried about Jiang Jinhuang and Jiang Jinyang, she only took the money pouches from the three traffickers on the path, storing them in her space, and hurried back to the cave.

By the time she jogged back, she was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Seeing her return, Jiang Jinhuang quickly asked, “What happened? Are you okay?”

While dragging the two bodies out of the cave, Ye Qing said, “I’m fine, but one got away. They found this cave, so it’s not safe anymore. We might need to find a new place to stay.”

Jiang Jinhuang sighed and nodded, still worried. “Were there many of them?”

“Yeah, it’s complicated. Only one trafficker was left, but the other twenty or so were refugees they bought. Those refugees were protecting him,” Ye Qing explained.

“How could that be?” Jiang Jinhuang said, surprised.

“They said it’s better to be sold in Huai City than starve. The refugees chose to be sold,” Ye Qing clarified.

Jiang Jinhuang thought for a moment and understood. If she and Yangyang weren’t with Ye Qing, they’d likely have met trouble. Too many pitiful people were on this journey, and not everyone could be as fortunate as she and Yangyang, staying with Ye Qing.

Realizing this, Jiang Jinhuang was stunned. She’d subconsciously started seeing Ye Qing as her safe haven. But it was true—without Ye Qing, she and Yangyang wouldn’t have survived this far.

“Where should we go?” Jiang Jinhuang asked. Her body was still weak, unable to travel far.

“Somewhere farther away, at least a bit from here. Wait for me, and we’ll leave soon,” Ye Qing said, continuing to drag the bodies out.

Ye Qing quickly searched the two bodies, finding more silver and copper coins. In total, she collected 79 taels of silver and 2,347 copper coins from the traffickers.

She stored them in her space and walked a bit farther. The next moment, the horses she’d stored appeared beside her. She tied their reins to a tree, planning to use them to carry Jiang Jinhuang and the little one.

Ye Qing hurried back to the cave and crouched in front of Jiang Jinhuang. “Are you okay? If you can manage, we should go now.”

Jiang Jinhuang nodded, “I’m okay, but I can’t walk far like this.”

“No problem. You two can ride the horse,” Ye Qing said.

“What about our things?” Jiang Jinhuang asked, looking at the cart in the cave.

Ye Qing replied, “Don’t worry about them for now. I’ll settle you two first, then come back for the stuff. Let’s go.”

Ye Qing picked up the little one beside Jiang Jinhuang and looked at her, “Can you walk?”

“Yeah,” Jiang Jinhuang nodded, feeling barely spirited.

Ye Qing carried the little one ahead, with Jiang Jinhuang following. They soon reached the spot where Ye Qing had tied the horses.

Ye Qing set the little one down and untied the reins. She looked at Jiang Jinhuang, “You get on first. Yangyang will sit in front of you.”

Jiang Jinhuang nodded, but her spirit was low, and her legs were weak from the heat period. She reached the horse, gripped the saddle’s handle tightly, stepped into the stirrup, but couldn’t lift her other leg.

Ye Qing steadied her waist from behind, lifted her leg with her right hand, and practically hoisted Jiang Jinhuang onto the horse.

“You okay? Hold the saddle tight,” Ye Qing said softly, checking on her.

Jiang Jinhuang nodded, “Yeah.”

Seeing her secure, Ye Qing scooped up the little one, who giggled happily, “Flying!”

Ye Qing envied the little one’s carefree life, eating and drinking without worries.

She lifted the little one, placing her on the saddle in front of Jiang Jinhuang. The little one was thrilled, turning to look at her sister, then raising her fists excitedly, “Let’s go! Ride the big horse!”

Ye Qing’s eyes crinkled, amused by the little one’s antics.

After thinking, Ye Qing said to the two on the horse, “Wait for me. I’ll be right back.”

She ran back to the cave, grabbed two blankets—necessary for warmth at their new camp, especially with Jiang Jinhuang’s ongoing heat period and the little one needing protection from the cold.

Ye Qing also stored the cave’s items and the cart in her space. She could later pretend to fetch them.

She rolled the blankets into long strips, carried them out, and hurried to the horse, placing them on the saddle for the horse to carry.

As she secured them, she said, “Once we find a good spot, you and Yangyang cover up with these and wait. I’ll go back for the cart.”

Jiang Jinhuang’s eyes flickered. She looked at Ye Qing, then at the blankets. Ye Qing had thought of even these small details—she was truly good to her and Yangyang.

While Jiang Jinhuang was lost in thought, Ye Qing took the reins, saying, “Hold tight, we’re heading out.”

“Yay, ride the horse, let’s go!” the little one shouted, raising a fist excitedly.

Jiang Jinhuang’s eyes softened, but she reminded, “Yangyang, be good. Hold on tight.”

“Okay,” the little one nodded.

Ye Qing led the horse deeper into the woods, but they didn’t find another cave. After searching, Ye Qing chose a spot by a large tree.

The tree’s thick trunk could block wind. Ye Qing just needed to build wooden frames on both sides to make a three-sided shelter.

But first, she needed the cart.

She tied the reins to a nearby tree, took the blankets off, and tossed them aside. Then she lifted Jiang Jinyang down, setting her on the ground. “Yangyang, stand here and don’t wander.”

“Okay,” the little one nodded, hopping around playfully.

Ye Qing looked at Jiang Jinhuang on the horse. Seeing her pale face, she asked, “You okay?”

Jiang Jinhuang shook her head, her body heating up again. She lacked the strength to dismount.

Seeing this, Ye Qing reached to support her waist. “Jinhuang, lean left. Don’t be scared, I’ve got you.”

Jiang Jinhuang’s mind was growing foggy, but she faintly heard Ye Qing. She obediently leaned left, and Ye Qing, with one arm around her waist and the other under her knees, lifted her down steadily.

Ye Qing set Jiang Jinhuang on the ground, but she collapsed softly into Ye Qing’s arms, her arms hooking around Ye Qing’s neck.

Instinctively, she nuzzled Ye Qing’s neck, eagerly pressing her lips to it. But she couldn’t find the green grape wine scent, her lips landing messily on Ye Qing’s neck.

Ye Qing’s ears turned red. First bitten, now kissed on the neck—she was helpless. It was only because it was Jiang Jinhuang. Anyone else, and Ye Qing wouldn’t let them take advantage.

She sighed, holding Jiang Jinhuang’s face to stop her. “Jinhuang, wait. Let me lay the blankets, then I’ll transfer scent, okay?”

“No, where’s the sweet wine?” Jiang Jinhuang struggled, tears falling as she whined, “Don’t pinch me! Give me sweet wine, Ye Qing, give it!”

Seeing her cry, Ye Qing let go of her face, keeping her right arm around Jiang Jinhuang’s waist.

Facing a childish Jiang Jinhuang, Ye Qing sighed helplessly, coaxing softly, “Be good. You can’t have more sweet wine, or you’ll get drunk again.”

But Jiang Jinhuang wouldn’t listen, tears streaming like broken beads, mumbling, “I’m not drunk. I want sweet wine. Give it to me…”

She nuzzled Ye Qing’s neck again, crying and searching frantically.

Ye Qing found her both funny and exasperating.

She patted Jiang Jinhuang’s back gently, trying to soothe her, “Alright, you’re not drunk. But the sweet wine’s gone. No more. Be good, don’t move.”

Her attempts to calm her were futile. Jiang Jinhuang wasn’t listening—she just wanted that green grape wine. Unable to find it, her lips rubbed against Ye Qing’s neck. Finally, as if in a huff, she bit down, sucking deliberately.

Ye Qing gasped. How did Jiang Jinhuang, in her heat period, seem like a different person? The bite didn’t hurt, but it felt weird.

As Ye Qing’s thoughts wandered, Jiang Jinhuang bit her neck several more times, sucking and leaving plum blossom-like marks.

Ye Qing was numb. Rather than let her bite randomly, better to let her bite properly and pass out, so Ye Qing could transfer scent.

With that, Ye Qing held Jiang Jinhuang’s face. Unhappy, Jiang Jinhuang cried and complained, “What are you doing? I’m not done!”

“Be good, bite here,” Ye Qing coaxed softly, guiding her head to her bonding mark.

Fearing the dazed Jiang Jinhuang might miss, Ye Qing positioned her mark at her lips. Sure enough, Jiang Jinhuang bit down.

Ye Qing inhaled sharply. The bite stung. Jiang Jinhuang, foggy-minded, bit and sucked harder than before. Ye Qing gritted her teeth, enduring.

She couldn’t understand why, during Jiang Jinhuang’s heat period, she was the one being bitten.

As her scent was drawn out, Ye Qing felt something odd in her body but didn’t dwell on it. The pressure on her neck eased, and she relaxed slightly, though Jiang Jinhuang still wouldn’t let go.

Ye Qing gave up, figuring a few more bites didn’t matter since she’d already been bitten.

Waiting for Jiang Jinhuang to release, her gaze met the little one’s nearby.

The little one covered her eyes with her hands, but her fingers were spread wide, her big eyes peeking through, meeting Ye Qing’s directly.

She froze, then grinned at Ye Qing. She was being good, covering her eyes as told.

Ye Qing’s lips twitched. The little one’s “covering” made little difference—she saw everything she shouldn’t.