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Zhao Xiaomei and others, who had been waiting at the riverside camp for a day, saw that it was getting late but they had not heard any news about Su Qing, so they couldn't help but feel worried. Mrs. Xiang, who had always loved playing the piano and making music, now felt her fingertips were wandering and had no intention of playing music. She just stayed on the bed feeling sad, as if her young master had really encountered an accident.
The little maid Zichai beside her was afraid that the injury on her young lady's finger would be aggravated, so she could only continue to comfort her. Although in the end, even Zichai herself was confused by Mrs. Xiang's tears. She really thought that Su Qing would not come back and completely gave up on their "lost family star", so she also started to cry.
Zhao Xiaomei couldn't bear this unfounded sadness, so she went outside to seek solace. When she was sitting aimlessly in front of the tent, manipulating the fire to keep the flames burning, a strange noise suddenly came from outside the forest behind her.
When he came back to his senses, he saw that the birds and owls in the night were so frightened by the vision that they scattered in all directions. The younger sister immediately put out the fire, and then rushed to the tent to tell the two women to stop crying.
At that moment, Zhao Xiaomei finally realized that compared to the noble lady in front of her, she looked less and less like a young lady. Because she had been traveling day and night for months, she had a little more "jianghu spirit" in her body, which made her couldn't help but curse at the two girls in front of her: "I don't know what kind of people are coming in the woods. If you cry again, are you trying to Cry yourself to death?"
After Mrs. Xiang and her maid Zichai heard this, the "little master" in front of them was so startled that she covered her mouth. Then, the little sister extinguished all the lights in the tent, took a gold and silver candlestick in her hand, and said to Mrs. Xiang and others: "Follow me and be silent! If someone breaks in later, they will come in." , let’s hit him with something!”
After finishing speaking, Mrs. Xiang and Zichai each took the funny "weapons" they could control, and followed their little sister to hide beside the door curtain.
The sounds of chaotic footsteps were running towards the camp, getting closer and closer, which made the ambushers even more nervous. Coupled with the dim light in the deep forest and the darkness of the night, even if two people stood facing each other, it would be difficult to distinguish their faces.
Therefore, the moment the curtain was lifted, the younger sisters threw the hidden weapons in their hands without hesitation, causing the other party to scream repeatedly.
"Who! Who threw the candlestick? And the clay pot and tea cup?"
"Is this brother's voice?" After the younger sister heard the other party's voice clearly, she gradually came to her senses and replied, "Zhao Kuo, is it you?"
"Light the lamp quickly and find a place. Ajuan has been unconscious in prison for half a day. I don't know what her situation is now!"
After a while, the maid Zi Chai hurriedly picked up the candlestick, lit the lamp, and asked the young master whose temples were bruised and bleeding to place Miao Nu on his back on the soft couch.
Ajuan's face was bloodless, her hands and feet were cold, and there were ring-shaped bruises on each wrist - this was evidence that she was suffering from prison.
Because of the accident just now, the young master of the Zhao family cut his forehead with his sister, and was bleeding. However, he didn't care much about the minor injury and pain, but he loved the unconscious Miao girl even more. He repeatedly called her name: "Ajuan, Ajuan!"
Mrs. Xiang on the side saw that Zhao Kuo was in such a mess, and now Su Qing was nowhere to be seen, so she asked with a trembling voice: "Master Zhao... Why didn't Master Su come back?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain in front of the door was opened from the outside again, and a frivolous and slightly playful voice came: "Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect that your 'Qing Kung' is even more powerful than mine. !”
Mrs. Xiang followed the sound and saw that it was Tao Wuyong and Su Qing. She was overjoyed and immediately knelt down in front of Su Qing. She cried with tears in her eyes: "Master, I thought something bad happened to you and left us alone." Now... I used to hear news about Mr. Su every day, so I didn’t need to worry too much."
"This matter is tricky, and it took a little time."
Su Qing just explained, and Tao Wuyong staggered off Su Qing's back. It looked like his body was about to fall apart. He held his waist and pointed at Su Qing and cursed: "You brat, I'm calling you Walk slower, my old bones will break!"
Seeing Tao Wuyong and Su Qing arriving, Zhao Kuo, who was suffering from no medical treatment, immediately went over and begged: "Mr. Tao, please help me, save this girl, I will pay you any money!"
"Mr. Zhao, I don't like this kind of money." Tao Wu walked up to Ajuan with a hunched face, felt for her pulse, observed her body, pondered for a moment, and replied: "The appearance is not injured, but the complexion is Pale, chapped lips, cold hands and feet... her breathing is weak, her pulse is weak, and she looks like she hasn't eaten or drank for days. Give her a bowl of water first, and then make some gruel to replenish her strength, and she will be back to her original state soon! "
After Tao Wuyong said that, everyone's thoughts calmed down a little.
Zichai brought a bowl of water and asked the unconscious Ajuan to drink a few sips. She was awakened by the shock and was still muttering some words intermittently. Only then did Zhao Kuo let go of his tense heartstrings and began to feel the unbearable pain on his forehead, and asked Tao Wu to use his hands to heal him.
The camp by the river ushered in a rare lively moment. While Tao Wuyong was bandaging Zhao Kuo's wounds, the young master of the Zhao family never took his eyes away from the Miao girl on the couch; the maids Zichai and Zhao Xiaomei kept coming in and out of the camp, occasionally delivering water. Things are always by Ajuan's side. If someone is looking for a break to be lazy, he will look particularly uncomfortable.
Only the remaining two gentlemen and beauties took advantage of the darkness and ran outside unknowingly.
The moonlight was brilliant that night, reflecting in the middle of the silent river and on them standing by the river. Although this light cannot make people see anything clearly, it has a magical power that makes people think that everything in the world will be as beautiful as in their own eyes.
"Mrs. Xiang, I still have one thing to do, and I have to go back to Lingcheng. Regardless of whether I come back before tomorrow evening, you must take Father Tao and Zichai and leave first..." Su Qing restrained himself. In his usual unruly manner, he took out a token from himself very seriously and said: "This is the 'treasure' I spent half my life to get. When I need money, I take it to Shi's house." As a trading company, someone will naturally help you when the time comes."
Like a bolt from the blue, Mrs. Xiang accepted these words, which were like her last words, and then replied: "Sir, what does this mean? Please forgive me for being stupid and unclear!"
"Hmph, you women are really troublesome!" After hearing this, Su Qing turned around and left. But Mrs. Xiang absolutely refused to agree.
If it were just its slender body, it might not even be able to withstand a strong gust of wind. But Su Qing stopped for her.
"I won't leave, let Zichai and the others go! I want to stay with Mr. Zhao and the others."
Su Qing sighed, turned around, touched the other person's injured finger, and said softly: "How many times have I told you not to stay with me anymore? When have you ever heard it? Now, look at yourself What the end will be."
"I will go through fire and water for the sake of the young master, even if I am alive!"
"No!" Su Qing suddenly yelled: "You should hate me, I am your enemy!" These words passed through the night like thunder. At least someone in the camp not far away must have heard it.
"I should hate you...I should hate you!" Mrs. Xiang repeated this sentence as if she was possessed, and then replied helplessly: "But...God made me fall in love with you...Since that day, Mr. When you kidnapped me from the wedding car, I became deeply in love and couldn't extricate myself! Now you are going to die, how can I not go with you!"
These words seemed to have never been spoken before, but they were well understood between the two of them. After hearing this, Su Qing murmured back: "My master told me that the two things that should not be stolen in this world are the emperor's plaything and the woman's heart. Unexpectedly, I, Su Qing, actually Have you stolen it? Hahaha... No wonder, God has already destined me, Su Qing, to have a bad end."
"Master Su..."
"Okay... Xiang Chuchu, listen to me. Now I am going to save another troublesome woman. If I succeed, I will marry you, wash my hands in a golden basin, and retire from the world. If I fail, , just let Yumantang's people leave Cangzhou, find a husband, and live a good life..."
Both of them stared at each other with tears in their eyes, enjoying what might be their last good time.
They faced the moonlight, smiled at each other, and gave each other a gentle kiss.
Then, Su Qing left. He put on his night clothes and disappeared into the night again.
And Xiangchuchu suddenly felt empty inside, and returned to the camp dejectedly. When others asked her what happened, she avoided talking. She just endured all her emotions and quietly told her maid Zi Chai to pack her bags before tomorrow evening and be ready to go back to Cangzhou at any time.
