Chapter Nine, Working Together in the Same Boat

Zhan Zhao understood in his heart that the clothes they wore were all brought down from the large ship, crafted with exquisite materials and workmanship, clearly indicating their extraordinary status. As they would be traveling on land tomorrow, it was naturally wise to remain cautious.

He could even feel her hands drenched in cold sweat

Ning Jin angrily said: "Why is it me!"

Zhan Zhao nodded: "That night, only I and Brother Zichu faced the Soul Chaser directly; they hardly had any encounters with you and Miss Bai. If Your Highness permits, I would like to take the account books and leave with Brother Zichu first"

Just now, several sets of clothing were brought for Ning Jin to try on. Hearing someone knock at the door, he thought it was Wu Zichu bringing the clothes and did not pay much attention. He simply draped on a dark robe and went to open the door

Mo Yan is worried, "The ledger and Miss Bai are both important pieces of evidence. If they catch up with us, it would be disastrous"

Not ... ...

Mo Yan couldn't help but chuckle softly, murmuring almost inaudibly: "A thousand years, a thousand thousand years, no wonder the saying goes, 'A thousand-year-old turtle and a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise.'"

Do you still want it

"Do not always think that you must exert yourself to the utmost; not everything can be resolved through sheer effort," Zhang Zhao said solemnly

Bai Yingyu hesitated for a moment; given the family's downfall, it was indeed laughable to still regard herself as a young lady. Thus, she stepped forward to serve the porridge. Fortunately, the porridge tasted quite good, and there was no sense of it being difficult to swallow

His injury is somewhat troublesome. Mo Yan spread the quilt without noticing her expression. She was also a bit worried. Among the five, Ning Jin and Bai Yingyu do not know martial arts, and Zhang Zhao is injured, leaving only herself and Wu Zichu. If they truly encounter the assassins again, it is likely that they will be doomed.

I want to go out! Her voice was low, faintly tinged with a sobbing tone

It is midday, and on the surface of Taihu Lake, a beautifully decorated large ship is sailing through the waves with the wind at its back

The fish porridge tastes very good. Mo Yan has already served a bowl and handed it to Zhan Zhao

"Miss Mo, you are awake!" Wu Zichu said with a smile

She smiled at Zhang Zhao and said, "Let me help with your leg."

Wu Zichu smiled and said, "What is used is the palace's secret golden wound medicine, so the young lady can rest assured"

Wu Zichu was somewhat puzzled: "Is it not obvious?"

You mean... Wu Zichu somewhat understood, "Bai Baozhen opened a mine privately for the purpose of amassing wealth"

I have important matters to discuss with Lord Zhan

The account book and Miss Bai should be separated. Mo Yan immediately understood his meaning, ensuring that at least one of them could safely reach the Kaifeng Prefecture

"No wonder I have a headache; it must be the vengeful spirits at work," Mo Yan realized.

Seeing him struggling to pay his respects, Ning Jin quickly intervened: "Enough, enough, you are injured like this and still remember these formalities. If you truly wish to thank me, just refrain from setting traps for me in the future."

Miss Mo, tomorrow you will be accompanying His Highness, so you must act with utmost caution and avoid any unforeseen incidents

The boat swayed gently on the water, and Zhang Zhao, having slept lightly during the day, found it difficult to sleep deeply due to his injuries, his consciousness hovering between sleep and wakefulness. He could only hear the distant and familiar sound of flowing water, as if his body had returned to that night in the lotus pond, floating and sinking in the water.

The so-called beauty is on the other side of the water

"... ... So how many times did you help Zhan Zhao cross over?" Ning Jing's expression was peculiar

What happened next

"Burned to death?" Everyone was taken aback simultaneously

Your Highness, who opened this mine? And why has it been abandoned? Wu Zichu felt puzzled.

He almost collided with Mo Yan, who had turned back again

They have come! They have come! It must be those vengeful spirits, what should we do? ... ... Mo Yan, frightened, clutched onto Zhan Zhao's hand, burying her head deeply, tightly closing her eyes

In this situation, one cannot say that it is merely Ningjin; even Wu Zichu and Bai Yingyu would cast a glance. Since his acquaintance with Zhan Zhao, Wu Zichu had never seen him behave this way towards a woman. After a moment's reflection, a faint smile appeared at the corners of his lips

It is of no concern; with Brother Zichu present, even if we encounter them, we can still extricate ourselves

The rain fell throughout the night. Aside from Mo Yan, everyone else was either restless or burdened with heavy thoughts, almost all of them having spent the entire night without sleep. Bai Yingyu felt the most complicated emotions; she could never have imagined that such a cruel act would be committed by her own father. Previously, she had only vaguely known that Bai Baozhen was ordered by someone to embezzle silver, but she always believed that her father was forced into this situation and must have had no other choice. Reflecting on her childhood, after her father served as the county magistrate here for three years, he was promoted to a higher position, and it seemed that the family became much more prosperous around that time. It was also during that period that two of her father's wives were brought into the household. Yet, she wondered whether all of this was related to the current situation. If it was not, were there still many unknown and even more terrifying matters hidden in the darkness?

... ...

Where do you get so many things to worry about? Am I really that useless!" Ning Jin said impatiently

After the game concluded, Ning Jin was about to count the points when he looked up and saw the faint smile at the corner of Zhan Zhao's lips. He decided not to count anymore and sighed, saying: "It's pointless, it's pointless. Winning doesn't bring joy, and losing doesn't make you anxious. Playing chess with you is truly dull."

The reeds are lush and green, and the white dew has turned to frost

At this point, Zhang Zhao was unconscious in the water and was completely unaware of what happened afterward. He looked at Mo Yan and said, "I remember you seemed to have taken me from the bottom of the water"

Mo Yan resignedly set down her burdens and sword, while shaking her head and sighing: "These noble ladies are just so difficult. If I were not a girl, would she still be waiting below for the New Year to come?"

As Mo Yan emerged from the cave entrance, she leaped onto the slope, believing that the farther she was from the corpse, the better. Bai Yingyu noticed her pale complexion and couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

At that moment, a heavy footstep suddenly echoed from outside the house, followed by a series of loud knocks on the thin wooden door...

Wu Zichu still wanted to speak, but Mo Yan laughed beside him and said, "Lord Wu need not worry, I am here, and I guarantee he will arrive in the capital safe and sound." It would have been better if she had not said this; upon hearing it, Wu Zichu became even more anxious. If something were to really happen, how could Mo Yan, with her limited skills, possibly protect Ning Jin?

At this moment, Zhan Zhao had just finished bathing. He had a natural inclination for cleanliness, and in recent days, he had been jostled repeatedly, covered in dust and sweat, and had long felt uncomfortable in his own skin. Although his injured leg could not yet be immersed in water, he still scooped up water to wash himself, carefully cleansing his hair as well.

Mo Yan conveniently pointed to Ningjing and said, "I am wondering if Your Highness could ask the governor of Yangzhou to send some personnel to escort us"

Ning Jin stepped forward to look into the wooden barrel; it was fragrant, yet it was merely a barrel of porridge. Seeing that the woman put down her bowl and chopsticks and went out, he couldn't help but wonder: "Is there not even a side dish? Just porridge alone?"

Due to the recent rain, the mountain path was covered in mud, both wet and slippery. Bai Yingyu, wearing embroidered shoes, had already slipped several times, fortunately managing to steady herself by holding onto a nearby tree. At a small bend halfway up the mountain, she was caught off guard; her foot slipped again, and in a panic, she reached for the tree but grasped at nothing, her body sliding down at an angle.

With the meal finished and the sky darkened, Wu Zichu and Mo Yan agreed to take turns guarding the front and back halves of the night, and everyone then went to sleep.

For a moment, there was silence among the crowd, only the sound of the fierce wind and heavy rain outside added an extra layer of desolation. Bai Yingyu originally felt herself to be pitiful and sorrowful, but at this moment, upon hearing the girl, she realized that the child's plight was a hundred times more tragic than her own, stirring a multitude of emotions within her

Mo Yan leaned down and shouted, while Bai Yingyu was gritting her teeth and trying to stand up. Before she could steady herself, she cried out in pain and fell back to the ground. Seeing that she was not in any mortal danger, everyone felt less worried, as Bai Yingyu was indeed not well-regarded due to the actions of Bai Baozhen.

Zhan Zhao secretly let out a sigh of relief; he still remembered that when he surfaced, Mo Yan had told him to hold his breath, and he had no doubts about it

Unable to find any other vessels nearby, they had no choice but to return to the cottage to inquire about the nearest dock, where they were informed that if they wished to find a ship to set sail, they could only go to Yangzhou City

"You actually cheated?" Ning Jin exclaimed

Is it a state-owned mine or a private mine

"Will you tamper with the package?" she asked, half in doubt.

"We will talk about it when we can no longer avoid it. Don't worry, I will protect you."

As soon as the words were spoken, Mo Yan immediately shot him a displeased glance in secret

Mo Yan shrank back slightly, leaning close to his ear, and whispered, "I am not speaking nonsense. Just think about it, so many people were burned alive; the resentment here must be overwhelming, and the restless spirits linger..." At that moment, the room was eerily quiet, with only the occasional crackling sound from the fire pit, allowing her soft voice to be clearly heard by everyone.

Understanding his intention, Ning Jin shook his head, gestured towards Mo Yan with his lips, and silently indicated for him to cover the already asleep Mo Yan.

"Your Highness, please forgive me," said Zhan Zhao with a smile

Ten years ago, there was an outbreak of plague here. Since then, gradually, people have all left.

Wu Zichu replied: "My foot might be dislocated"

Even Wu Zichu could tell that Zhan Zhao's tone was somewhat severe; he rarely reprimanded others in such a manner. In the past, upon hearing such words, Mo Yan would have certainly retorted with sarcasm. However, this evening, she discerned layers of concern behind his words.

What he said was precisely what Zhan Zhao was thinking in his heart

Mo Yan had just served herself a bowl and shook her head, saying, "It's much more carefree and enjoyable on the river; what fun is there in the homes of princes and nobles? ... ... Aren't you hungry?" The latter part of her statement was directed at Bai Yingyu. She noticed that this young lady Bai was still leaning by the window, seemingly having no intention of coming over to serve herself some porridge.

She is in the cabin to your right

"Why not just help her out?" Mo Yanqi remarked, considering such minor injuries to be truly insignificant.

Mo Yan wrinkled her nose and sniffed: "That's not right, why do I smell the aroma of sweet and sour fish?"

Cautiously lifting her skirt, she looked at her feet and couldn't help but gasp in shock; her feet had swollen to the size of steamed buns

The small boat sets sail, and although it is going against the current, it is fortunate to have a favorable wind, thus making good progress.

She was extremely hungry, following the aroma, and went straight out the door, leaving Ning Jin dumbfounded

After a while without hearing Mo Yan speak, Zhan Zhao turned his head to take a look. She was breathing lightly, having unknowingly leaned on his shoulder and fallen into a deep sleep. The warm glow of the fire reflected on her face, her brows tightly furrowed, and the traces of tears at the corners of her eyes still remained, evoking a sense of pity that made him want to move her aside, yet he could not bring himself to do so

Zhan Zhao did not expect it to be her, and hurried back to his room to fetch an outer robe, leaving Mo Yan standing at the door, her expression dazed, lost in thought: No wonder the ancients said that food and desire are inherent to human nature; it turns out that the phrase 'beauty is as good as a meal' is not only applicable to women.

Zhan Zhao poured her a cup of tea and said, "Take your time to think, there is no rush"

"In fact, I know very little," Bai Yingyu hesitated and said, "... please allow me to think for a moment"

Is this the matter? He could only try his best to appear calm

Mo Yan's face was filled with anxiety: "Oh no! The eldest daughter of the Bai family is still stuffed in the bridge hole, what should I do?"

Having made such a commitment, Wu Zichu could only respond: "Thank you."

She looked at him as if it were only natural

On the slope, Zhan Zhao and Ning Jing heard Bai Yingyu emit a cry of pain that was twice as loud as before. Ning Jing clicked his tongue repeatedly and turned to Zhan Zhao, asking, "Why such a commotion?"

"It hurts..." After just a few rubs, Mo Yan cried out, looking at him with a pitiful glare.

Where have I seen this in Ningjin, my stomach suddenly churning violently, I turned my head to dry heave

Zhan Zhao lay quietly on the bed. Although her face still lacked color, it was no longer as pale as before. She took his hand and gently tapped the pulse point. The pulse, though weak, was steady, suggesting that there was no immediate danger to his life

Wu Zichu explained to Zhan Zhao with a smile: "When I arrived, I was a step too late and just happened to see you fall into the water. Miss Mo took you underwater, and I knew you must have escaped by water. After shaking off the Pursuer, in order to find you, I went with His Highness to the governor's office, where we called in someone familiar with the waterways of Suzhou. We searched along the river leading out of the lotus pond, and the first one we found was still Miss Bai..." He smiled and glanced at Mo Yan, "...stuck in the bridge hole, almost frozen stiff."

Mo Yan was inherently timid, and could not help but tightly grip Zhan Zhao's sleeve, yet still tilted her head to ask: "Why do they even have to burn children?"

Thank you, His Royal Highness Prince Ning, for your rescue

Ning Jin glanced at her, unmoved, and淡淡反问道: "If it wasn't him who opened it, how would he know to seal off the spring?"

Thank you, I still have clothes in my bundle said Bai Yingyu, not understanding the intention behind it, and gently declined.

Is this water the spring that leads to Sanshuipu?" Ning Jin muttered to himself, "They are mining, but have they pierced through the spring vein?"

... ...

Upon returning from his night watch, Wu Zichu immediately rejected the plan after hearing it: "I cannot leave His Highness"

After a while, the old woman prepared ginger soup for everyone to drink. She also brought a fire pit into the small room, which was cramped, so everyone simply sat on the ground around the fire pit, gradually feeling warmer.

Mo Yan did not decline, smiling as she took it, and after a brief examination, remarked: "I didn't expect you to be quite wealthy."

Mo Yan patted him on the shoulder in a casual manner, saying, "You are worried about Miss Bai, right? Rest assured, she is an important witness. Even if you don't say it, I know that she must not come to any harm. I will do my utmost to ensure her safety."

Zhan Zhao fell silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "... ... Perhaps we should split into two groups and proceed separately"

Recalling that just a moment ago he had praised her culinary skills, Ning Jin wished he could bite off his own tongue; since he could not do so, he had no choice but to eat two more bowls of porridge

Mo Yan let out a cold snort, turned, and sat down by Zhan Zhao's bed, her voice crisp: "Then we shall disembark! ... ... Oh?" The first part of her statement was resolute, while the "Oh" at the end carried a hint of inquiry directed towards what Zhan Zhao had said.

Alright

Zhan Zhao stepped forward and said: "Miss Bai, your esteemed father has passed away. During his lifetime, I do not dare to judge the rights and wrongs, as there is a public opinion in the hearts of the people. I hope you will take care of yourself and, to the best of your ability, accumulate some merits for your father."

Currently, they have no choice but to walk over ten miles of mountain road to the nearest melon town before they can hire a carriage to Yangzhou City

The one who answered the door was a blind old woman. Hearing their kind tone and seeing that they were drenched, she welcomed them into her home. Without waiting for Ning Jin's instructions, Wu Zichu stepped forward and handed some silver coins to the old woman, asking her to boil some hot water for them to ward off the cold

The next morning, after expressing their gratitude to the elderly couple once again, seeing their difficult circumstances, they gave them some silver coins and then proceeded to the riverside

She longed to dash out of the cave immediately, yet she was unaware that there might be several corpses lying in places she could not see. The mere thought that there could be some along her path made her legs go weak.

Wu Zichu crouched down and rummaged through the clothing of the corpse, hesitating as he said: "It seems to be the clothing worn by ordinary people"

Although it still hurt a lot, Bai Yingyu bit her lower lip and forced herself to endure: "... I can walk."

Who are these people! Who are they...

Mine

She nodded in agreement

Mo Yan was momentarily stunned, then jumped up and asked nervously, "Where is Zhan Zhao?"

She turned and smiled charmingly, taking the giant sword with her as she walked and admired it.

The food in the inn is not particularly good, as the cook prepares it haphazardly, and the guests eat it carelessly. After a long journey, feeling quite fatigued and perhaps extremely hungry, even Ning Jin, who is usually accustomed to fine clothing and sumptuous meals, has ceased to be picky.

This outfit is somewhat awkward... Why are you here as well?" Ning Jin was surprised to see Mo Yan inside.

She nodded

Zhan Zhao nodded helplessly

Wu Zichu turned his back, while Mo Yan half-squatted down, removing Bai Yingyu's shoes and socks, slowly turning around, and then suddenly pushing upwards...

On Zhang Zhao's leg, the arrow had already been removed, wrapped in thick gauze, exuding a refreshing medicinal scent. Mo Yan let out a long sigh, carefully covered him again, before turning around.

What happened to that girl?" When he made room for him, Ning Jin seemingly asked casually

The door opened, and an old man dressed in a raincoat entered, covered in raindrops. Upon seeing the room full of people, he stood there in a daze, but after the old woman explained to him, he understood.

Mo Yan did not nod again, frowning in confusion as she turned to Zhan Zhao and asked, "Is this person disguised as the wet nurse of Prince Ning?"

The surroundings were enveloped in silence, with only the sound of the river waves lapping against the boat's hull. Ning Jin, wrapped in his robe, seemed unaccustomed to the situation, frowning as he struggled to sleep; Bai Yingyu had already fallen asleep on the narrow couch at the other end; while Mo Yan was half-reclining less than a foot away from him, arms crossed, sleeping lightly.

"Madam, why are you living alone in this desolate place?" Ning Jin inquired

Mo Yan looked at the three people in front of her, all of whom had strange expressions on their faces, and she quickly understood the reason behind it

Mo Yan took the pickaxe, lightly tapping the already rusted blade with her curved fingers, and said disinterestedly: "So it turns out to be a mine, abandoned for many years."

Mo Yan hesitated as she examined his leg and said, "It's just a useless mine, nothing remarkable."

Your Highness has a weak spleen and stomach, so he should not consume too much cold food. Wu Zichu thought for a moment, noting that it is currently the season for crabs. "Especially crabs, he loves to eat them, but he absolutely cannot eat too many; at most, he should be allowed to have two."

The doubts in his heart grew larger and larger, and Zhang Zhao propped himself up and said in a deep voice: "I will go down to take a look"

The cave was pitch black, and Wu Zichu lit a fire stick, walking at the front, with Ning Jin closely following behind. Zhan Zhao and Mo Yan brought up the rear. Mo Yan had not intended to enter; she had felt the heavy humidity at the cave entrance and knew it had been abandoned for a long time, surely infested with snakes, insects, and rodents. However, Wu Zichu seemed only to care about Ning Jin, and since Zhan Zhao was injured, she could not rest easy and had no choice but to follow them in

Wu Zichu naturally understood that this was just a statement made in anger, and he said to Mo Yan: "If we wanted to play tricks, why would we need to save you back?"

Although everyone's clothes were completely soaked, fortunately, the inner layer of the bundles they carried was sewn with oilcloth, so their spare clothes remained dry. Mo Yan and Bai Yingyu took refuge in the inner room and only came out after changing into dry clothes. Meanwhile, Zhan Zhao and the others had also changed their clothes outside, and Wu Zichu re-applied the medicine on Zhan Zhao's wound.

What should be done then

"What happened to her?" Mo Yan shouted back

The swelling of her feet is so severe, yet she remains silent. This young lady is truly stubborn, which is not easy to endure, while the others remain silent.

Everyone was taken aback, and Bai Yingyu asked nervously, "Then won't her father take care of her?"

There is a gentleman with the surname Bai, but I cannot recall his name

Zhan Zhao smiled wryly, this girl is neither gentle nor heavy-handed in her actions

Wu Zichu shook his head and sighed, "What a coincidence there is in this world!"

Mo Yan did not respond, but suddenly his face lit up with joy and said: "I remember now."

That Miss Bai is indeed quite troublesome, the waterway is not particularly long, I must have crossed it more than ten times for her, " Mo Yan recalled the situation back then, shaking her head and sighing, " It was truly exhausting

Zhan Zhao said: "If there are any instances of rudeness, I hope the young lady will forgive me"

Your Highness's consideration is greatly appreciated by me, but this matter is of great importance, and I cannot allow my own self to burden everyone else. " Zhan Zhao frowned, "I also believe that changing the ship is more appropriate, but it does put Your Highness in a difficult position.

Later, I came ashore, then I fainted, and subsequently, I ended up on this boat she said simply

Have you really been sleeping for so long? ... ... Are you truly uninjured?

After walking a short distance, the sound of rushing water could be heard... The ground beneath our feet gradually became wet, as the mine sloped downward, and the water level slowly rose, nearly covering everyone's insteps.

Ning Jin had never practiced martial arts and could not understand what was meant by holding one's breath. Although he was puzzled, he did not inquire further. The others then began to discuss how to respond next.

To think that there is such a government, Zhang Zhao felt a surge of anger in his heart. He also noticed that his shoulder was slightly damp. Turning his head to look, he found that Mo Yan was heartbroken, burying her head on his shoulder and shedding tears in large drops.

When it truly hurts, I guarantee she will forget that she is a noble lady

Indeed

Wu Zichu observed that this thatched cottage had only two rooms, with the inner room naturally being where the elderly couple rested. It seemed that their group would have to make do sleeping on the ground that night. Given Ning Jin's noble status, he contemplated finding something soft for Ning Jin to use as a pillow. After carefully rummaging through his bundle, he found his own cloak, intending to place it beneath Ning Jin to provide some warmth.

Mo Yan smiled at him charmingly: "I already had some earlier back there."

What is it

Most likely

Then what about her father? Has he also left? Mo Yan's voice was muffled.

Bai Yingyu turned pale upon hearing this, as the events she encountered during this journey were indeed things she had never even imagined before. The saying "A thousand days at home are good, but one day out is difficult" is truly not an exaggeration at all

The old woman brought over a fire stick again. Wu Zichu took it and poked at the ashes in the fire basin. The flickering flames cast an eerie glow on everyone's faces.

"As expected of Prince Ning, his generosity is remarkable," Mo Yan said with a smile. Suddenly recalling something, she reached into her bosom and her expression changed, "Where is the account book?"

Zhan Zhao smiled faintly, gently shook his head at her, signaling her to remain calm, and then addressed Ning Jin: "Your Highness, please be aware that last night, Brother Wu had an encounter with the Soul Chaser. They will soon discover that Brother Wu is one of your subordinates. In the world of martial artists, assassins take money to do their work, regardless of status or wealth. Your Highness, your esteemed safety is of utmost importance, and Zhan Zhao fears that this may implicate you in the end"

Ning Jin finally stopped retching with great difficulty, and when he turned around, he saw that Zhan Zhao and Mo Yan had already gone out, feeling a bit uncomfortable: "This girl... the cat is quite attentive to her."

The lotus stem swayed gently all around him, and he could not discern whether the brightness before him was that of stars or the eyes of that person... That person leaned down towards him, the soft touch of their lips, a small stream of gas like a clear spring flowed into his body...

Because she had to set off early in the morning and was afraid of not being able to hire a carriage, Mo Yan hurriedly soaked two bowls of rice in soup and swallowed them down, then ran outside to hire a carriage. After a short while, she returned, grinning and reaching out to Zhan Zhao: "They require a deposit, but I have no money on me."

To everyone's surprise, Mo Yan not only showed no signs of shyness but instead appeared quite pleased with herself: "Of course, I am, after all, a person of the jianghu, and what matters is the word 'righteousness.' Acting heroically and upholding justice is what reveals our true heroic nature." At this moment, she had long since cast aside the nervousness and anxiety she felt towards Zhan Zhao at that time; even if she were to recall it, she would not delve deeply into it, most likely believing that she indeed acted based on loyalty and righteousness.

Peh, you Ning Wang, I am a thousand years old, what could possibly go wrong? Just follow Zhan Zhao and deliver the account book, and that will be your first great achievement

How do you know she can't endure it?

Ning Jin inquired, his gaze aimlessly darting around, just not directed towards the ground

He had always thought of her as a child, yet he did not know why, on this night, looking at her sleeping face, his mind became unusually chaotic. Her appearance while asleep seemed different from when she was awake, with a faint sadness between her brows, a look that reminded Zhan Zhao of her from that night when she was afraid of the cicadas' calls

Ning Jin shook his head repeatedly and sighed, looking at Bai Yingyu with sympathy

Isn't this obvious!" Ning Jin picked up the water pouch, seemingly wanting to hand it to the still nauseous Mo Yan, but hesitated a bit. Seeing that Zhang Zhao had stepped forward to gently pat her back, she turned away in frustration and took a sip herself.

Still in the lobby, Mo Yan found it inconvenient to explain further and handed the other sets of clothing in her hand to Zhan Zhao: "These are yours"

Your Highness

Bai Yingyu's complexion grew increasingly pale

The bone was connected incorrectly

Zhan Zhao nodded slightly, remaining still, merely closing his eyes to rest his spirit

My head hurts a little

He straightened up, and Mo Yan attentively poured him a cup of tea, exclaiming: "So quick, if I dislocate something next time, I will definitely ask you to put it back for me"

Oh ... ...

This "we" naturally refers to her and Zhan Zhao, most likely also Bai Yingyu, and Ning Jin certainly understands her meaning

Mo Yan obediently sat down, indeed beginning to think slowly, occasionally stealing a glance at him, only to quickly retract her gaze, her brows furrowing tighter and tighter. However, with Zhan Zhao right in front of her, her mind felt like mush, and she couldn't recall for a long time why she had come in the first place. Zhan Zhao did not urge her, merely sitting quietly beside her.

Thank you, Your Highness, " said Zhang Zhao with a smile

Mo Yan found it boring and was just about to throw away the pickaxe when it was caught by Wu Zichu. The two of them then took Bai Yingyu and leaped up the slope

Hearing this, Ning Jin and Wu Zichu shook their heads in disbelief. Zhang Zhao, feeling helpless, was just about to speak when Bai Yingyu had already lifted her head, her face streaked with tears as she stared at Mo Yan. After a moment, she began to cry even more sorrowfully.

"Is the county magistrate Bai Baozhen?" he asked

Tracing back upstream, the path is obstructed and long

His hand was warm, in stark contrast to her hand that was dripping with cold sweat. Mo Yan steadied her mind and, with great difficulty, followed him towards the cave entrance

Mo Yan nodded slightly: "You are indeed quite heavy."

Given the current situation, they have already been targeted by assassins, and with Zhang Zhao injured, taking the water route is undoubtedly the best option. Although it may be slower, ensuring Bai Yingyu's safety is paramount, and it is still better to proceed cautiously.

Bai Baozhen... the old woman murmured a few times, "Yes, yes, yes, it is indeed Bai Baozhen, the great master Bai."

Mo Yan had no objections to taking the water route, but she felt that the ship was too extravagant and would attract too much attention. She suggested changing the vessel

"That is true. But I was just asking, there's no need to get so angry, right, Lord Ning?" Mo Yan chuckled, tucking the account book into her bosom, "By the way, is there anything to eat?"

Exhibiting a lack of courtesy

"No matter what, that was the work of the officials, and there was no way to stop it." The old woman's voice trembled slightly, as the events of that year seemed to unfold before her eyes, "That girl was desperately crying, 'Father, save me! Father, save me!' until her voice became hoarse. Although her father usually did not care for her, she was after all his own daughter. He grabbed a fish spear and rushed up the mountain, only to have his leg broken by the officials and roll down from the mountain."

She then lifted the quilt, wanting to check the injury on his leg

Inside the cabin, Zhang Zhao and Ning Jin were playing chess, while Wu Zichu was watching the match; Bai Yingyu was propped up on her elbow, gazing out at the ethereal mist outside the ship's window, lost in thought; Mo Yan, feeling restless in the cabin with nothing to do, decided to help the boatman cook.

Seeing her so relaxed, perhaps if luck is on her side, nothing will happen, and she will arrive safely in the capital. Zhang Zhao hopes that he is just being overly cautious

Zhan Zhao suddenly recalled that Bao Zheng had once shown him some general information about Bai Baozhen, and he vaguely remembered that Bai Baozhen had served as a county magistrate in a certain place in Yangzhou for three years

"Fortunately, it is you," said Zhang Zhao with a smile

Bai Yingyu had never walked on mountain paths; on ordinary days, the farthest she would go was to the temple to offer incense, and that was still by sedan chair. Now, having walked less than five miles, she was already struggling, appearing even more fatigued than Zhan Zhao. Yet, she was a stubborn person; after last night, she felt that everyone looked down on her. Although her legs ached, she still held on with determination, refusing to utter a single word, and staggered along at the back.

The closure has already begun, and there is nothing serious.

"Alas, your smile is even less pleasant than your tears," Mo Yan comforted him, "Rest assured, I do not concern myself with whether your Lord Ning is fat or thin. However, since you are delivering the account book on my behalf, I will certainly ensure the safety of your Lord Ning. Even if it costs me my own life, I will protect him completely"

In an instant, several gazes fixed intently on Bai Yingyu, almost seeing through her completely

How many days until we arrive in the capital? She was uncertain as it was her first time going to Beijing

Zhan Zhao smiled faintly, naturally not responding. Wu Zichu also knew that he had been a bit verbose, and he helplessly glanced at Mo Yan with a wry smile, feeling quite uneasy about entrusting the safety of Ningjing to such a young girl.

The old woman weighed the silver coins in her hand, realizing that there was quite a substantial amount, which made her feel rather anxious. After hesitating for half a day, she finally took out several large pieces of ginger from the basket and said, "It is cold with the rain, so I will prepare ginger soup for all of you, gentlemen and ladies."

Her mother, with her last breath, gave birth to the child and then passed away. The child indeed turned out to be a pair of twins, but unfortunately, the boy only lived for half a day, quietly passing away, leaving only the girl. The villagers all said that this girl was a harbinger of misfortune, having caused her mother's death and her brother's demise. Her father did not like her either, constantly scolding and beating her. I remember when the girl was only about five years old, there was one time when her father kicked her, causing her to fall and hit her head on the grinding stone. "The old woman touched her temples, the villagers all said that this girl was a harbinger of misfortune, having caused her mother's death and her brother's demise. Her father did not like her either, constantly scolding and beating her. I remember when the girl was only about five years old, there was one time when her father kicked her, causing her to fall and hit her head on the grinding stone. "The old woman touched her temples, " and she hit right there, bleeding profusely, and her father ignored her; it was still I, the old woman, who couldn't bear to see it and applied medicine for her.

"Smart people always change ships." Mo Yan smiled as she continued to praise him

Mo Yan ignored him and awkwardly comforted Bai Yingyu, saying: "Don't cry, don't cry. He was talking about your father, not you. Your father has done so many bad things, and being killed by others can be considered a deserved end..."

Zhan Zhao stood up, took a banknote from the package, kept only one for himself, and handed the rest to Mo Yan: "You take this, in case of emergencies." He did not know what she might encounter, and aside from leaving her with more silver, he truly did not know what else to do.

How do you know it is a mine?

A few strands of hair fell gently from her temples, lightly brushing against her lips. Zhan Zhao reached out to gently sweep them away. The several bloodstains on her face had faded considerably, yet there remained a very faint crescent-shaped scar at her temple, which was difficult to notice unless one looked closely. It was unclear when she had sustained this injury. After all, she was a young lady; how could her face be marred with wounds? Zhan Zhao let out a soft sigh and tucked the strands of hair behind her ear. This small touch startled Mo Yan, who thought someone was attacking her. She opened her eyes, and upon seeing Zhan Zhao, she closed them again to return to sleep. After all, she was a young lady; how could her face be marred with wounds? Zhan Zhao let out a soft sigh and tucked the strands of hair behind her ear. This small touch startled Mo Yan, who thought someone was attacking her. She opened her eyes, and upon seeing Zhan Zhao, she closed them again to return to sleep.

Upon hearing this, Wu Zichu was at a loss for words and could only smile at him.

Why move away

How is his injury?" Mo Yan asked Wu Zichu, fearing that Zhan Zhao might be adversely affected by the rain on his wound

This is not acceptable, how can this be made possible

The two individuals were locked in a dispute, leaving Zhang Zhao and Wu Zichu to remain silent beside them

The crowd had no choice but to venture forward in the rain. After walking for about half a mile, they finally saw a thatched cottage ahead, with faint wisps of smoke rising, indicating that someone lived there. The group was overjoyed and hurried to knock on the door

The mountain path was quite difficult to traverse, and with both Zhan Zhao and Bai Yingyu injured, they did not arrive at Gua Town until near dusk. The group found a quiet inn to rest, and Bai Yingyu sat down unsteadily; after the long journey, her feet had become numb from the pain.

I have been following His Highness since his childhood. He sometimes cannot help but be quick-tempered, yet he has a very kind heart. It is best not to confront him on matters; it is better to go along with him.

Two thin account books are neatly wrapped within it

"Your Highness, please rest first; I have matters to discuss in detail with Brother Zhan." Zi Chu stood up to see Ning Jin out, and upon noticing Mo Yan also about to rise, he hurriedly said, "Miss Mo, please stay a moment; I have more to say."

Ning Jin, who entered from behind, coughed heavily a few times upon witnessing her actions, but Mo Yan remained oblivious. Seeing her disregard for the propriety between men and women, Ning Jin could not help but shake his head

Your leg is injured like this, so you should behave yourself

Who was the county magistrate at that time?" Ning Jin almost asked through gritted teeth

Ningjin said irritably: "No, no, no!"

"What a joke, if I were afraid of being implicated, I wouldn't save you all." Ning Jin snorted, "Besides, you are currently injured. Staying on this ship allows you to properly recuperate. If we change ships, do you think you will have time to heal your injuries?"

Indeed, there are no injuries, Your Highness, rest assured

Mo Yan suddenly understood what was ahead

"It is not me, could it be you?" Mo Yan took the bowl from Zhan Zhao, refilled it, and handed it back to him

Do you think I can eat? Ning Jin glared at him, paced a few steps in place, unsure of what to do, and ultimately walked towards the door, saying, "Let's go eat"

What, are you also not at ease

Even Lian Zichu has turned against us, and Ning Jin, feeling helpless, could only say: "Alright, alright... I am too lazy to argue with you all. Let's change the boat once we get out of Taihu."

Wu Zichu's brows furrowed even tighter, and before he could utter a word, he was interrupted by Ning Jin: "Enough, Zichu. My mind is made up, do not speak further."

The old woman sighed: "How can it be said to be a desolate wilderness? San Shui Pu had quite a few residents eight or nine years ago, but they all moved away later."

After a brief discussion, Ning Jin let out a yawn: "We have to travel again tomorrow, so let's all rest early."

You think she is like you; after all, she is a young lady from an official family, so her speech is naturally soft and gentle

As soon as the words were spoken, Mo Yan had already rushed out

Bai Yingyu was slightly taken aback: "My father was then promoted to the position of Tongpan in Mingzhou."

The rare flattery made Ning Jin's scalp tingle, and he couldn't help but shake his head: that young lady Bai was almost frozen stiff when she was rescued, yet she had the audacity to think of stuffing her into the bridge's arch. This girl is truly unreliable

If there is nothing else, I will go to sleep. Mo Yan pinched her brow, her eyelids already beginning to feel heavy

"Once the county magistrate's term is completed, he can be directly promoted to the position of deputy judge." Ning Jin chuckled lightly, "He is not appointed by the late emperor, and to be promoted to deputy judge, it is absolutely impossible without the use of money; if the money used is insufficient, it is also absolutely impossible.

I will go down as well," Ning Jin said.

Are you okay? Can you climb up?

Mo Yan was well aware that with the martial arts skills of Zhan Zhao and Wu Zichu, it should not be difficult to escape if no one was holding them back

Awakened by the sound of conversation, Mo Yan groggily opened her eyes and focused on the two people standing in front of her, Ning Jin and Wu Zichu, who were murmuring to each other.

I have considered it, " Zhang Zhao frowned, " if it were feasible, it could be done in Suzhou, but this would make it easier for the Soul Chaser to find us. A few more officials would be nothing to them. Moreover, we do not know if there are other assassins looking for us.

Bai Yingyu lightly bit her lower lip and nodded slightly

Zhan Zhao cast a questioning glance at Mo Yan, who was helping Bai Yingyu sit down on a stone. Turning to him, she said: "It has been sealed off by someone, abandoned many years ago."

Mo Yan is making the bed, casually saying: "Maybe, I can't say for sure."

Exhibition Zhao looked at her: "I remember only asking you to take Miss Bai and the account book and leave quickly. How did you come back at that time?"

Zhan Zhao waited for her to turn around before releasing the hand that covered her eyes, and instead held her hand.

"Is something the matter?" Zhan Zhao had already changed into his clothes and let Mo Yan into the room.

By the way, another plate of braised pork trotters, please.

Zhan Zhao suddenly woke up.

Miss, don't be afraid. It's probably my old man coming back home.The old woman got up tremblingly to open the door.

Brother Zichu is diligent and responsible, while I, Zhanzhao, feel ashamed.

Zhan Zhao saw the situation and wanted to speak, but Mo Yan frowned and said, "You don't trust me?"

Ning Jin and Zhan Zhao's faces immediately became serious.

This is not a difficult matter

Zhan Zhao only slowly awakened in the afternoon. After taking the medicine, due to the inconvenience of his legs, he could only lean half against the couch.

Ning Jin smiled and said, "You really know how to take care of yourself!"

The sky is gloomy, and the wind is blowing the reeds, hitting people's faces. In just a short time, the rain pours down heavily. Standing on a high hill, looking through the pouring rain, this place is desolate. Although there are a few houses, they are all in ruins. It is impossible to find shelter, let alone take a rest.

The next day, the weather changed; at noon, it was still lightly clouded, but by the afternoon, the sky was overcast with thick clouds and a fierce wind was blowing

What's wrong? Mo Yan felt uneasy under his gaze.

If you don't mind us being presumptuous, could you please tell us how? Wu Zichu knew that Ning Jinding was definitely very curious, so he asked on his behalf.

"Miss Bai, this outfit comes in goose yellow and autumn fragrance. Later, you can go back to your room to try them on and see which one you prefer. You may choose first." She said to Bai Yingyu with a smile.

Your Highness, be careful

At an inconspicuous small ferry terminal at the mouth of Taihu Lake, Zhang Zhao and his companions disembarked. Ning Jin then ordered the boat to return to Taihu Lake, circling around on the lake.

I truly owe this to you, he said sincerely

"Zhan Daren can hold his breath, it is not worth my meddling." She lied without a change in her expression. Even if she was still naive, she understood that it was indeed highly inappropriate for men and women to engage in such verbal exchanges. After all, Zhan Zhao was in a state of unconsciousness at that time, and no one else knew about it besides her. She would still have to navigate the martial world in the future, and she could not allow this matter to tarnish her reputation.

Zhan Zhao smiled faintly, took the chopsticks for himself, and casually fiddled with them in his hand

No," he said helplessly

Zhan Zhao moved closer to her, and with his keen hearing, he could hear clearly. He quickly suppressed his laughter and turned his face away.

The old woman sighed deeply, her blind eyes staring blankly at the fire, as if reminiscing about the past. After a long while, she slowly said: "Then let us begin with that girl..."

Ningjin sat with a stern expression, lowering his head to savor the tea, ignoring everyone around him

Bai Yingyu was taken aback by what he said. Back then, she was still young, and her father doted on her greatly, making it unimaginable for her to conceive of the cruel events that lay behind it all. At this moment, all eyes were on her, as if she were pricked by thorns. She stood dazed by the tree, lost in thought for a long time. Upon learning of her father's death, the series of events that followed surged up in her heart, and suddenly, she let out a painful cry, tears flowing uncontrollably. At this moment, all eyes were on her, as if she were pricked by thorns. She stood dazed by the tree, lost in thought for a long time. Upon learning of her father's death, the series of events that followed surged up in her heart, and suddenly, she let out a painful cry, tears flowing uncontrollably

Wu Zichu noticed something flashing in the nearest place, so he leaned over to grab it. When he withdrew his hand, he was holding a pickaxe, which he handed to Mo Yan, saying: "Here, treasure!"

"You too, we shall meet in the capital." She waved the silver note and left without looking back.

The dislocation can only be reset by dislocating the bone again and then pushing it back into place. Fortunately, Zhan Zhao's technique is swift, and he does not tear the stockings. Bai Yingyu did not even have time to cry out in pain; she only heard the faint sound of the bones clicking twice, and it was already set.

Although it was somewhat unexpected, Wu Zichu still acted according to orders, gently draping the robe over Mo Yan. Zhan Zhao softly adjusted it to her shoulders, and then cast a grateful glance at him

For some reason, upon hearing his words, Mo Yan, who should have felt even prouder, instead stopped boasting and merely smiled shyly, lowering her head to drink tea vigorously

"What is it that even I must keep secret?" Ning Jin snorted coldly, handing the clothes in his hand to Zhan Zhao, "Yours."

"What important matter?" Ning Jin looked at Zhan Zhao and asked, "What important matter?"

Ningjin slowly took out a small oilcloth bag from behind: "Is this the ... ... "

Zhan Zhao smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing, I was just feeling a bit unwell earlier." He then crouched down to closely examine the corpse.

What should we do if we cannot avoid it

"Will there be any treasures hidden inside?" Mo Yan leaned closer, her eyes sparkling.

Mo Yan naturally understood that Ning Jin was mocking her, but at that moment, her head was pounding, and she truly had no mind to pay him any attention, merely staring blankly at the fire.

No, I just fell asleep

Using the provided accommodations, each person returned to their respective rooms to rest. In order to take care of Bai Yingyu, Mo Yan shared a room with her, while the other three each occupied a separate room

Mo Yanfu sat back down

Mo Yan's head nodded like a chicken pecking at grains

"Are you saying that those assassins will still come after us?" Bai Yingyu said in panic within the room. After trying on her clothes, she heard Mo Yan mention the need to change outfits, which immediately filled her with great fear

Seeing his appearance, Wu Zichu hurriedly smiled and said: "This time, Your Highness has truly gone through considerable trouble to bring you all back, even the Gusu Prefectural Office has been alarmed."

Ning Jin did not respond, but turned to Bai Yingyu and asked: "Miss Bai, do you still remember where your father was promoted to after his term as county magistrate ended three years ago?"

I see. Ning Jin had a strange expression

Ning Jin shot her a glance, remaining silent

Thinking of what Mo Yan just said, Zhan Zhao awkwardly smiled, not knowing how to respond.

Wu Zichu shook his head

The sound of Mo Yan's voice came to an abrupt halt upon seeing him

Zhan Zhao was taken aback. Although he knew that she had always been outspoken, he still blushed at her words.

"How did you make her cry?" Mo Yan's first reaction was to immediately bring the culprit out.

Zhan Zhao originally thought it would be Wu Zichu delivering it, but unexpectedly, Ning Jing came in person: "Where is Brother Zichu?"

Your injury requires ample rest

Wu Zichu protected Ning Jin as they walked ahead. Although Zhan Zhao was injured, he did not wish to burden others, enduring the pain and refusing to lag behind even by half a step. The others observed this; Ning Jin and Zichu understood his nature and said nothing more, quietly slowing their pace. Mo Yan simply took over Zhan Zhao's burden and sword, carrying them for him.

Zhan Zhao did not pressure her, gently nodding his head

Zhan Zhao was once again taken aback

"Your foot!" Mo Yan exclaimed, "How did it become so swollen?"

Here, Ning Jin looked at Mo Yan with a hint of disdain: "Your courage is also..." His words came to an abrupt halt upon seeing the faint blush in her eyes; he had never seen this girl in such a manner before, and he was momentarily taken aback, unsure of how to respond.

She frowned and nodded, and as soon as she got ashore, her head began to ache, growing increasingly intense

The cave was narrow, and Mo Yan stood on tiptoe, trying to see what was happening from atop Zhan Zhao's shoulder. Before she could catch a glimpse, Zhan Zhao's hand suddenly covered her eyes, and she heard him softly say: "Don't look."

Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "What is the matter?"

"Do you ever reflect on your choice of words when you boast about yourself?" Ning Jin inquired

Bai Yingyu's face immediately flushed red, and her body trembled with anger: "You... on what basis do you claim that this mine was opened by my father?"

Ning Jin was rendered speechless by her.

Before long, Zhan Zhao had returned.

"Enough, enough," Ning Jin said nonchalantly, "Without you, do you think I can't even walk this short distance?"

Zhan Zhao nodded again, sat down beside him, gazing at the misty river surface, quietly silent

Not wanting to pay him any mind, Mo Yan smiled and leaned closer to Bai Yingyu, saying, "Order whatever you like, I will treat you." Before Bai Yingyu could respond, she immediately called out, "Waiter! Waiter! Bring a large bowl of clear stewed pig's trotters first." She turned to Bai Yingyu with great attentiveness, "... ... You should really take good care of your feet."

He has always been a man of few words, and Wu Zichu did not prompt him to speak. Since he took out a clay xun from his bosom and tried a few notes by bringing it to his lips, he began to play it softly and melodiously.

Her complexion suddenly turned exceptionally unpleasant

I will be gentler. " Zhang Zhao said helplessly, and could only apply less force again

Zhan Zhao was taken aback: Did she come back for him? Did she not realize that she was absolutely no match for the Soul Chaser?

Zhan Zhao gently admonished her: "Do not speak nonsense"

Ning Jin sat down in boredom and noticed Mo Yan staring at him inexplicably. Feeling uncomfortable, he asked, "What is it? Does this outfit look bad on me?"

"What are you looking at!" Ning Jin glared, "Why don't you quickly see who these people are and how they died here?"

It seems that the method is correct, Mo Yan subtly sighed and said, "That means it has been connected." She turned to call Wu Zichu to help bring Bai Yingyu up, but noticed that Wu Zichu was peering into a crevice in the mountain not far away.

"Hmm." She said with deep affection, "You looked truly beautiful just now."

Ning Jin believed that this boat was, after all, a royal vessel. Firstly, it was not only ordinary families that would not dare to question it, but even the authorities would not venture to inquire. Secondly, he was indeed the Prince of Ning, and he was confident that the bandits of the rivers and lakes would not dare to show him any disrespect

Zhan Zhao's hand had not yet retracted, suspended in mid-air, at this moment he suddenly realized that this action was inappropriate. Recalling the events from his dream, he could not help but feel angry with himself. He simply donned his outer robe, slowly moved his injured leg, and stepped out of the cabin to get some fresh air.

No, I only hope that the young lady can fully disclose what she knows to Lord Bao in the courtroom

Zhan Zhao was momentarily taken aback by the question, and before he could think it through, Mo Yan, standing beside him, proudly declared: "I and Lord Zhan are both people of the jianghu, how could we be constrained by such trivial matters"

Seeing her in such pain, Zhang Zhao felt helpless. He gently placed his thumbs on her temples and began to massage her softly.

How could my good intentions be so misinterpreted by this ungrateful girl? Ning Jin's nose was so enraged that it was crooked: "Zichu, throw her out for me!"

Mo Yan was naturally delighted to see Zhan Zhao helping her, and she simply looked at him with a smile

Zichu said he wanted to take a stroll around, but you still do not know his temperament; he insists on counting every single nearby creature, down to the chickens and dogs, otherwise he feels he is not doing justice to his bed

Your Highness, this was discovered below; it seems there is a mine.

One look at you and it's clear that you have not suffered at all

That is indeed the case

Ning Jin furrowed his brows and pondered carefully, looking at Wu Zichu with confusion: "Ten years ago? I haven't heard of any plague occurring in the Jiangnan region. Zichu, do you have any recollection of it?"

What if it is slow

Bai Yingyu's sobbing gradually ceased, and she asked through her tears, "Are you referring to Lord Zhan?"

Ning Jin listened to his words and suddenly raised his eyes with a faint smile, saying: "Strange, why do I not see you being so courteous to Miss Mo?"

Zhan Zhao looked at her, a hint of worry in his eyes, as if he had something to say

Wu Zichu accompanied with a smile and said: "Your Highness, it seems that the dishes are ready, why don't we go and have a meal?"

Wu Zichu suddenly stopped in his tracks, his tone somewhat strange. Beneath his feet lay several corpses, their tattered clothing empty and hollow, the flesh long since gnawed clean by rats and ants

Mo Yan was still in a daze, while Ning Jin clapped his hands and laughed heartily: "I never expected it, truly unexpected, that you, Zhan Zhao, would actually make a joke"

Zhan Zhao did not inquire about the amount of silver required, but simply handed her the money pouch. Mo Yan swiftly ran off and returned with several sets of coarse cloth garments worn by ordinary people.

Is it a miner

The boat is still in its original place, and the couple who own the boat are busy repairing it. When they saw us, they apologized and explained that due to the strong wind and rain last night, the mast was damaged, so the boat had to sail back to Suzhou for major repairs and could not take them on the journey again.

Wu Zichu further showed great respect to Ningjin: "Your Highness, you heed advice as if it flows naturally; I am deeply impressed by this."

Zhan Zhao smiled subtly, as if there was nothing, and said slowly: "Would you like me to prepare a plate of noodles for you as well"

Then it is a long story

Bai Yingyu was slightly stunned, looking at the rough bowls and chopsticks. Usually, the maidservant would arrange the meals for her and invite her to the table, even on a large ship, there would be servants serving her. She had never served herself a bowl of rice. But on this small boat, Mo Yan served Zhang Zhao because he was injured, and she naturally felt that she should take care of him; Wu Zichu served Ning Jin because of the distinction between master and servant. No one thought of serving a bowl of porridge for Bai Yingyu.

Shortly after, Zhan Zhao and others also returned. Ning Jin's face was also pale and unsightly. Zhan Zhao had just examined the corpse and found cracks on the ribs of the chest, indicating that the person was killed. The body had decayed and contaminated the water quality, and the water flowed into the spring vein of San Shui Pu Quan Shui.

You have to taste the saltiness and sweetness when cooking.

Seeing the two of them talking nonsense, Zhan Zhao interrupted them: "Let's go down and take a look first."

Reluctantly, but the weather did not cooperate, they had no choice but to listen to the boatman. The small boat hurriedly found a place to dock nearby, and everyone disembarked.

Doesn't look like an official mine.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Zhan Zhao opened it, and it was Ning Jing, dressed in a commoner's attire, holding another set in his hand

Mo Yan seems a bit silly: "... ... Impossible? I clearly aimed before pushing it up."

From childhood to adulthood, I have never endured such hardship. Bai Yingyu suppressed the tears that were about to flow and said softly, "I don't know either"

One can tell just by looking at this pickaxe. The blade is worn down so severely, with several chips, clearly a result of frequent strikes against hard objects

Exhibition Zhao said to Bai Yingyu: "It can only be reattached, and there will be a little pain. Just bear with it for now."

This girl truly has no worries at all, thought Zhang Zhao, but what came out of his mouth was: "Why don't you eat a bit more?"

Beside her, Zhang Zhao was also lost in thought, carefully contemplating the words of the old woman: setting aside the talk of supernatural forces, the cause of the plague ten years ago was most likely due to those three springs. Bai Baozhen was clearly aware of this; otherwise, he would not have had the springs sealed off. However, it remains unknown what exactly caused the springs to harm people, leading to the tragic deaths of so many innocent individuals. Years have passed, and now it is impossible to ascertain the truth.

Wu Zichu also handed it over to Ning Jinsheng, smiling, "Your Highness, when you are out, you must make do a little." Ning Jin had no choice; if he did not eat, he would go hungry, so he had to accept it. He took a few shallow sips and found that the fish porridge was thick and smooth, not only cooked to perfection but also free of any fishy smell, with the fresh flavor fully revealed.

However, in case there is any mishap on your part

The people in the cabin could only hear the mast creaking, all feeling uneasy. Before long, the ship's captain came in and apologetically informed them that a severe storm was imminent. If they insisted on sailing, it would likely be dangerous, so they had no choice but to dock and asked them to go ashore to find accommodation

Tracing the flow back, it seems to be right in the center of the water

Later, the government posted a notice saying that the girl was the reincarnation of a disaster star, causing trouble in the world. The epidemic in Sanshui Pu was brought about by her, and burning her at the stake was an act of righteousness. Then, the three springs in Sanshui Pu were sealed, claiming that the girl had cast a curse in the water, making it unfit for consumption. The old woman's tone gradually lowered as she said, "Although the disease has been stopped, the people in the village are slowly leaving."

As the words were not yet finished, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes. Mo Yan had already snatched the small oilcloth bag without hesitation. Ignoring Ning Jin's unpleasant expression, she proceeded to open the bag and examine the account book inside.

She had no choice but to look to Zhan Zhao for help

Mo Yan interjected: "If you take this boat, you'll die even faster; there's no need to nurse any injuries."

Alas... the officials have burned people to death, and those outside will never know.

It is impossible; if she had broken her leg, she would definitely be screaming louder than she is now. Mo Yan shook her head, "Most likely, it is a sprain."

Bai Yingyu looked at her busy, slender figure, her face slightly flushed, and her heart filled with unease: "But Lord Zhan has been injured, isn't that a concern?"

Ning Jin was speechless, turning to look at Wu Zichu, his gaze carrying a hint of expectation

Are you saying that Miss Mo and Miss Bai should walk with me?" Ning Jin asked

She suddenly widened her tearful eyes and said, "Do you want me to testify against my father?"

This girl is truly attentive to you. Ning Jin turned around at some point, his gaze shifting between Zhan Zhao and Mo Yan, and with a half-smile, he said, When we found you, she was holding your hand so tightly that I couldn't pry it open, almost breaking my own fingers.

Ningjin, after all, is of royal lineage, and right ahead is Yangzhou City. It should be possible to negotiate with the governor of Yangzhou and borrow a passage from the authorities. Mo Yan was contemplating this in her heart as her footsteps headed towards Zhan Zhao's room

"By the way, neither Miss Bai nor I can swim. How did you manage to bring us out?" Zhang Zhao inquired, feeling utterly exhausted at that moment, and having to lead two individuals who could not swim through a waterway to escape must have been quite challenging

Zhan Zhao felt a buzzing in his mind, and his originally pale face suspiciously took on a faint blush

Mo Yan shrugged and then lightly descended.

Then, people started getting sick. One after another, for some unknown reason, someone blamed the girl for it, saying she killed her family and then went on to harm the people in the shop. That day, many officials suddenly arrived at the shop, escorting the sick people to a house halfway up the mountain. They also carried the dead bodies inside and finally locked the girl inside as well. With a single fire, they burned everyone to death.

"Could it be that he has broken his leg?" Ning Jin frowned and said

The flickering flames cast shadows as Zhan Zhao looked at Mo Yan, his brow furrowed and his expression troubled. He couldn't help but ask: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Bai Yingyu was suddenly shaken and asked, "Is this the territory of Yangzhou?"

Excerpt from the translation: Exhibition Zhao half-squatted, took off her embroidered shoes, and pressed a few times on her ankle through her silk stockings. Bai Yingyu immediately cried out in pain. Exhibition Zhao felt the bone joint, withdrew her hand, and let out a barely audible sigh. She looked up at Mo Yan.

Before others could notice, he wanted to grab her, but it was already too late. Fortunately, the slope was not steep, and Bai Yingyu fell to the bottom of the slope. Aside from some minor abrasions on her skin, there were no other significant injuries

Mo Yan is lying in a cabin on this ship.

I will go down now. " Wu Zichu handed the bundle to Mo Yan, then, feeling uneasy, turned to Ning Jin and said: " Your Highness, please be careful of your steps.

I have pondered over it repeatedly and found that there is simply no more accurate expression. she said fluently

Wu Zichu squinted his eyes slightly. Without the emperor's sacred decree, ordinary people are not permitted to mine privately, and here...

Is she also injured

I am Ning Wang, so naturally I have the final say! Ning Jin could not compete with her and resorted to a desperate measure, putting on airs.

Disguising oneself as a commoner may perhaps allow one to escape... Are you sleeping inside or outside?

Miss Bai, may I show you the injury of Zhan Mou? - said Zhan Zhao.

He is playing an ancient melody.

You all should take a rest, even if you can't sleep, it's good to take a nap. Wu Zichu said softly, "I'll keep watch."

It's hard to say. He frowned slightly. If they were slow, they would likely be caught up by the assassins. Among the five people, two were not skilled in martial arts, he was injured, and it was difficult for Mo Yan to protect himself with just a few moves. Only Wu Zichu was left to handle the situation alone. Just as he was worrying, he looked up and saw Mo Yan had finished his own bowl, and surprisingly did not go for more. Looking at him, he said:

Can you walk? Mo Yan helped Bai Yingyu up and let her try to move.

As they were talking, Mo Yan walked in briskly, holding a small wooden bucket filled with steaming and fragrant food that made one's mouth water. Behind her, the boatwoman held a stack of wooden bowls and bamboo chopsticks, and said with a smile, "Our boat is simple, please make do with these."

It's hard to imagine that a rural boatwoman could have such good skills. Ningjin praised and said to Wu Zichu, "We should really invite her to be our cook."

There were very few boats to choose from at the ferry crossing, so they had no choice but to hire a small boat. The boat had only two cabins, one for their rest and daily activities, and the other for the boatman and his wife, who also used it for cooking.

He was startled when he heard the words, thinking that she had caught a cold from getting caught in the rain. Without much thought, he covered her forehead with his hand... Mo Yan did not avoid or evade, obediently staying in place. Ning Jin, beside him, caught sight of this scene, hesitated for a moment, then turned away.

This speech was so impressive that even Ning Jinwu Zichu couldn't help but sigh, and even Zhang Zhao couldn't help but laugh.

However, Zhan Zhao did not join her in playful laughter: "Be careful on the road."

Ning Jin was stunned: "Did you cook this porridge?"

I'll accompany you outside.

But you still have injuries on your body," Mo Yan expressed some concern.

The sound of the xun is ethereal and simple, very transparent. The melody is gentle and melodious, lingering and repeating, inevitably causing one's soul to scatter and spirit to be drawn. Zhang Zhao listens intently, for a moment feeling dazed, as if returning to a dream.

Inside there is that...that corpse. As soon as Mo Yangan uttered those words, he felt a wave of nausea and couldn't help but lean against a tree and vomit.

Exhibition Zhao understood it clearly even though she was standing aside: "Miss Bai is, after all, a young lady, and it is inconvenient for Brother Zichu in many ways."

Zhan Zhao replied: "If all goes well, it will take about five or six days."

Yes

No, no, no..." Mo Yan flusteredly handed her a handkerchief and hurriedly said, "I didn't mean that, I meant your father passed away in peace..." She paused and thought for a moment, "That doesn't seem quite right either..."

Bai Yingyu nodded to Zhang Daren and said: "Thank you very much, Lord Zhang"

The hearts of the crowd suddenly jolted

This place is not like the mansion; it would be better for the young lady to have something to eat. There are no snacks on the boat, and if you do not eat now, you might end up hungry until tomorrow

Her grandfather broke a leg, yet he stubbornly went fishing. Later, only the boat was found, but he was gone.

The forehead between the tentacles was cold, and he felt somewhat relieved, thus he lowered his hand: "There is no fever, it is most likely due to fatigue from walking at night... Is it very painful?"

It is evident that there was originally a large pile of sand and stones there, seemingly intentionally sealed off. However, unable to withstand the rain and wind, much of the sand and stones have slipped away, revealing a dark and gloomy opening.

Ning Jin's expression suddenly became somewhat peculiar

"Go to the Kaifeng Prefecture to testify," said Zhan Zhao in a deep voice

Unexpectedly, Wu Zichu also nodded: "Your Highness, I have crossed paths with them, and they are indeed ruthless desperados. Your Highness, it is not worth risking yourself in this matter."

A layer of faint mist enveloped him, with damp hair cascading down his back, the lingering fragrance of soapberry fresh and invigorating. As his deep robe was merely draped casually, revealing the skin below his neck, one could faintly see moisture emanating from within, further accentuating his slender and handsome figure.

The deceased, those who fell ill but have not yet died, and a lively little girl were all locked together in a house halfway up the mountain, and just like that, they were all consumed by fire. The old woman's voice was hoarse, and through the sound of the wind and rain outside the window, it sent a chill to the listener's heart

Wu Zichu smiled and leaped to the bottom of the slope. Mo Yan was not in a hurry, took out a water bag and handed it to Zhan Zhao. He himself wanted to find a relatively clean place to rest for a while. Just as he found a stone, he heard Wu Zichu shouting at the bottom of the slope, "Miss Mo, come down for a moment."

This startled everyone, leaving them unsure of how to proceed

Wu Zichu sat quietly at the bow of the boat, keeping watch. When Zhan Zhao came out, he smiled and asked, "Can't sleep?"

Zhang Zhao is resting in the adjacent cabin

Her father was originally a fisherman from Sanshui. When her mother was pregnant, her belly was large, and others said it might be twins. During her birth, there were complications, and the family was poor, unable to afford a midwife from the town. At that time, my wife still had good eyesight, and her father asked me to assist in delivering the baby. When I entered, my wife was startled; blood was everywhere, and her mother was screaming on the bed, with the baby only showing half of its head. I knew I couldn't handle it and feared for a life, so I hurriedly asked her father to fetch a midwife. The journey to the town was over ten miles round trip, and by the time her father brought the midwife back, her mother was nearly at the end of her strength

It seems there is something else, but I can't recall it at the moment. She scratched her ear with effort, struggling to divert her gaze from him, forbidding herself to think of his earlier appearance.

You are injured

Take a deep breath!!

When did he ever set a trap for you? Mo Yan leaned forward, curious to know.

She is truly afraid

Mo Yan chuckled foolishly: "You can't blame me, I was in a hurry to go back and find him"

He had no choice but to comply, knowing that Ning Jin had always acted capriciously, and that saying more would be futile. The group then agreed to split into two routes early the next morning, with Zhan Zhao and his team setting off first. Afterwards, Ning Jin and his party would go to find the governor of Yangzhou, requesting that additional personnel accompany them.

Remember to have him put on more clothes in the morning and evening. If it becomes absolutely necessary to spend the night in the wilderness, spread out the bundle cloth on the ground; having a layer of oilcloth will help prevent moisture

What kind of government is this!" Ning Jing said angrily, while Wu Zichu patted him on the shoulder, urging him to continue listening

You guys are really good people! Mo Yan exclaimed sincerely.

Bai Yingyu hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

Mo Yan stared at him, speechless.