"So Sanni hurt someone with a knife because she was sick?"
Duan Si breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't mean to hurt anyone when she said this.
I hope the princess and the prince will spare her life because their family is so pitiful.
"But she did hurt someone."
Fu Ling was not very happy, and she didn't know why she, who was always generous, was so fussy.
It was probably because Cheng Jin was injured because he was protecting her, and she felt guilty.
"never mind."
Cheng Jin suddenly spoke, looking at the miserable looks of the three people opposite him, he sighed.
"There's nothing serious about my hand. Let's just take her back. The people in your clan will take good care of her from now on."
"Yes, I will definitely control them well, thank you, noble man!"
Duan Si was afraid that Fuling and the others would stop him, so he hurriedly took over what Cheng Jin said, holding Duan Xiaohu with one hand and saying to Duan Sanni with the other:
"Why don't you thank your benefactor quickly?"
"Thank you, my benefactor, for not caring about it."
Duan Sanni kowtowed in a daze, Duan Xiaohu and the others did the same.
Mu Xiang looked at Jiang Wan in confusion, saw her shaking her head slightly, then let go and said:
"You live your own life, please don't anger others at will."
Because she had experienced darkness before, Mu Xiang's heart softened a little, and she had a rare change of heart towards Cheng Jin.
Soon, Duan Si took the three of them away. Fu Ling held her breath and said nothing.
Cheng Jin quickly coaxed her, "Fu Ling, don't be angry, my hand is really fine."
He shook his hand as he spoke, winking in pain.
Fu Ling's heart softened and she said angrily: "Why don't I hurt you to death?"
Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan looked at each other and tacitly walked away with Mu Xiang, leaving space for them.
When Song Jiuyuan explained what happened to Duan Si, Mu Xiang looked down at his toes hesitantly, looking unhappy.
"Muxiang, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Wan felt that Mu Xiang was not in a very high mood and her tone was a little gentler. She thought Mu Xiang was thinking about her life experience.
"Master, Duan Sanni is indeed hysterical. She may think of us as the wealthy gentry who forced their parents to death."
"Muxiang, you have been studying medicine with me for so long, I know you have great talent."
Jiang Wan raised his eyes and looked at her with burning eyes, "I believe you know the extent of her hysteria."
Yes, very mild hysteria.
In other words, Duan Sanni was most likely conscious when she went crazy and hurt people with a knife.
Just now she was just following Mu Xiang's words.
"I'm sorry, Master. Maybe my life experience is somewhat similar to hers, and I can empathize with her."
Muxiang knew that being a doctor was the most taboo thing about being easily empathetic. She was not such a soft-hearted person, but she still felt soft-hearted towards Duan Sanni.
In front of so many people, she spared her life.
"Everyone has seven emotions and six desires."
Jiang Wan did not blame her, but just comforted her: "The person she hurt was Cheng Jin. Cheng Jin has forgiven them, so we shouldn't interfere too much."
"I understand, Master."
Mu Xiang was taught, and soon Song Jiuyuan came over and said to Jiang Wan, "They have packed their luggage, let's go down the mountain together."
"Go back to Duanjia Village first?"
Jiang Wan glanced at the old, weak, women and children. They didn't carry much luggage. They were leaning against each other in twos and threes, and they couldn't walk very steadily.
"Um."
Song Jiuyuan nodded and explained: "Since we have to handle a case, we can't do it here. Although they didn't hurt anyone, they had the intention of falling into trouble.
So we can't let those rich gentry get the handle, and leave the rest to me. "
"Okay, let's go."
Jiang Wan wanted to call Fuling, but she didn't expect that Fuling had already walked over with a cold face, and Cheng Jin followed her step by step.
The group of people went straight down the mountain. Fortunately, Duanjia Village was not far away. Jiang Wan and the others took along half of the people who had stopped where they were and followed them into Duanjia Village.
Later they learned that Duan Si was chosen as the bandit leader for a reason. He was the son of the former Lizheng.
After Li Zheng was starved to death, Duan Si had the loudest voice and everyone listened to him.
Duan Si arranged for them to stay at his home. Jiang Wan saw that the small thatched house was packed with Duan Si's family and finally refused.
"Are there any houses in your village that have no owners?"
Jiang Wan didn't want to disturb their family, and she felt there was no privacy when living with them.
Duan Si struggled and said: "Of course there is. Last year, the weather was cold. An old man in the east of the village had no children. He froze to death alone. We in the village pooled money to bury him.
It's just that his house has not been occupied for a long time, and there is no firewood for heating due to leaks. "
"It doesn't matter, there are many of us."
Song Jiuyuan didn't want to be with them, so Duan Si took them to the abandoned house.
It was a small thatched house, covered with dust. It had two rooms, one was a sleeping bedroom and a couch.
The other is the kitchen where the old man cooks. The stoves are very simple.
"Master, I'll clean it!"
Mu Xiang volunteered, and Song Jiuyuan left the big house for the girls and the small house for the men.
Cheng Jin's hands and feet were inconvenient, so Song Jiuyuan asked his servants to go to the mountains to prepare firewood. It was almost dark.
Song Jiuyuan frowned, looked at the simple house and sighed.
"Wanwan, if you can't get used to living here, let's go to town now."
"It doesn't matter, it's not safe to travel after dark, so just stay one night."
Jiang Wan followed the locals and even tried to persuade him, "If we go to town in large numbers, we might be able to alert the enemy.
It's better to stay here to rest and wait for news from Song Yi later. "
"Fine."
Song Jiuyuan reluctantly agreed and said, "If you are really not used to it, just sleep on the carriage and I will keep watch."
"I've even slept outdoors before, so there's nothing I can't get used to living in."
Jiang Wan and the other three girls were not hypocritical people. Cheng Jin was injured and did not help.
Song Jiuyuan took people to collect some firewood and came back. Jiang Wan, Poria and the others had simply cleaned the house.
Most of the food was given to the people in Duanjia Village, and they ate simply.
Freshly baked pancakes, plus a pot of red dates and black-bone chicken soup, which Poria had specially reserved for Cheng Jin.
"Poria, let's drink together."
Cheng Jin grinned happily like an idiot, and Jiang Wan and the others felt that they couldn't stand it.
"you drink."
Fu Ling had a sullen face and silently handed the bowl to Cheng Jin with a tone that could not be refused.
Afraid that she would be angry again, Cheng Jin did not refuse, but sipped the soup in small sips, perhaps because Fuling cooked it herself.
Cheng Jin even felt that the soup was so sweet that he didn't feel the pain from the wound at all.
While everyone was gathering around for dinner, there was a knock on the door. Muxiang opened the door and faced Duan Sanni's face full of guilt.
"My lord, I'm really sorry for hurting you. These are wild vegetables I picked in the mountains as a token of my gratitude."
Duan Sanni said this to Cheng Jin. There was a bright light in her eyes when she looked at Cheng Jin in the darkness.
